Chapter 78: The soul is soft about the blackening and claw machine...
Chu Xiuyan is still here? Thinking about how to send the test report over without anyone noticing.
Wan Mingxu had already figured out who was hiding behind the tree. Thinking back to the time in the prison, his emotions became increasingly complicated.
"Your name is... Yunyan, right?" He coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.
After all, it was the first time we met and we fought to the death? He was so angry that he regarded the person as a dangerous person and wanted to dig a hole and bury him on the spot.
It turned out to be the child of my former life-threatening brother... It should be a child, right? I feel that they get along more like father and son than brothers...
He fell silent, feeling a bit awkward, as if his brother had been missing for years and brought back an over-age child, but he didn't recognize him and beat him up. But, no matter what, he was barely an elder, and couldn't have a conflict with a child.
So he was going to take the initiative to apologize and try to redeem this bad first impression.
"Have you had any worries lately? Or is there anything you want?"
He chose a gift-giving method that was almost foolproof.
Chu Xiuyan still hid behind the tree with his back to the crowd. He was very cautious and said in a rough voice, "I don't understand you. What? You got the wrong person. I'm just a dog walker who happened to pass by."
Wan Mingxu's eyes fell on the pet dog that was spinning around the boy's feet, and he thought, "It looks familiar. It seems to be Wu Gaoyuan's dog... Do you like this kind of pet dog? Do you want to open a pet shop?"
"No, me? I don't like dogs."
Chu Xiuyan once again expressed his preference seriously and firmly, pretending not to hear the pitiful whimpers of the three dogs at his feet.
Wan Mingxu's brows relaxed slightly. Is he still there? He wondered how he would ask Wu Gaoyuan to bring the dog if he really wanted to open a pet shop... They hadn't contacted each other privately for a long time.
Then I glanced and caught off guard by a certain logo on the bottom of the claw machine. Is that the Xuanwujing? The logo of the arcade I often go to.
As if he was aware of something, his expression gradually became strange. "Have you met Wu Gaoyuan and Xuan Wu? This? Is this a gift from them?"
The system was shocked: [This? How can this be a gift? ]
Chu Xiuyan responded without hesitation: "Yes, this? It's a limited edition gift!"
As he said this, he finally remembered the test report, took out the envelope with Wan Mingxu's name on it from his bag and threw it over.
But? Before? Before leaving, he suddenly hesitated and turned around to ask: "Why did you want to grab the [Core] at that time?"
By the way, he only found out from the comics that the thing he picked up was called the [Core], and it was very important.
Wan Mingxu opened the envelope and his eyes stayed on the "test results". He couldn't move away for a long time. There was a line of glaring red words there, which almost made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
When Chu Xiuyan asked for the second time, he finally reacted and subconsciously clenched the test report in his hand. He lowered his eyes and said, "Because I don't like Mo Wei, the riot in the prison has a great impact on the acting base commander. In addition, with the pressure from public opinion and the external environment, it is easy to pull him down."
Chu Xiuyan was puzzled: "Just because I don't like it? But? It's a prison riot? Many prisoners will escape, they will probably wreak havoc on the streets? Is it okay?"
Wan Mingxu crumpled the test report into a ball. Golden electric light flashed and paper ashes fell from between his fingers.
He looked at the dust with a calm expression and a natural tone, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. "In order to maximize the benefits, it is reasonable to discard some chess pieces that are no longer needed. You may not understand it now, but you will understand it when you grow up."
Chu Xiuyan: “???”
[Daddy smell? Here it comes, fists clenched. 】
He put the claw machine behind him on the ground, tied the dogs' leashes to the tree trunk, and walked towards Wan Mingxu angrily.
The man with his back to him seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts, his tone was somewhat ironic, "What's more, we are just giving him a taste of his own medicine. That person has come to his current status as a person without superpowers. He needs rationality, strategy, talent, and ruthlessness. He should have been the most suitable candidate for the base leader, but he is a person without superpowers. This identity destined him to be in a different position from us. Although from another perspective, the combination of the strongest force and the strongest brain seems to be perfect, but when the force is no longer absolute and becomes a time bomb that can explode at any time, the brain becomes disloyal and begins to look for a more reasonable and safer new route..."
Wan Mingxu's fingers holding the fishing rod trembled slightly, and something in his eyes seemed to be rolling violently, as if he was struggling, or angry, deep, dark, and rich, turning into a dazzling scarlet.
"We will never allow this kind of future to happen. This city was born because of us and exists for us. We protect it and manage it. When we are in danger, it should not abandon us—"
Bang!
Plop!
The sharp tail sound suddenly disappeared in the air, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling into the water.
Chu Xiuyan blew his fist, looked at the rippling river surface, and said dissatisfiedly: "Riddler, get out of here! The youth blasting fist of the ruined city! I've already said that there should be fewer weird be trends in boys' comics."
"He talks a lot about righteousness, but if you look closely, you can see that his words are full of evil."
Chu Xiuyan stood at the river bank with his hands on his hips and sighed deeply, "I?ve finally figured it out. You? Super S-class people in this ruined city are all paranoid. Zai Zhe who is crazy about selling coffins, Wu Gaoyuan who is obsessed with furry things and can even destroy the world, Xuan Wu who is addicted to games and might go crazy if he doesn't play, and this one in front of you... Your dream should be to protect the entire base, but? Because of some things, betrayal, and the ugliness of the world, you feel that this? base will abandon you at any time, so you are dissatisfied, resentful, and then evil."
"Evil is very trendy, but the core of our work should be positive and youthful, and should not convey some bad and dark thoughts, otherwise it can't be marked 18+."
Chu Xiuyan was tired of standing, so he sat down in the seat where Wan Mingxu had sat before him, and tried to persuade him earnestly: "Instead of turning evil and wasting yourself, it's better to go crazy and persecute others, right?... Hey, something seems wrong? Forget it, forget it. In this case, if you really can't stand it anymore, come and fight me. I'm also good at turning evil. It's said that negatives equal positives. If we fight, we should be able to cleanse the other party."
The system was shocked: [What are you doing? What nonsense are you talking about. ]
[Me? I haven't even turned evil yet, how can it be his turn? ]
Chu Xiuyan sighed, [In this year, the popularity of characters has skyrocketed as they turned evil. They are the same kind of bug-type personality attributes as beautiful, strong and miserable. System, you have to think of a way. It is rare to find a male protagonist like me who is sunny, cheerful, positive and upright.]
"Wan Mingxu, Brother Wan, you should have heard everything, right? Anyway, your beliefs are already? About to break. If you can't stick them back together, quickly change them, such as creating a perfect world or something."
Chu Xiuyan dragged his chin and said lazily, "Well, the known soul is? In the comics, it is a soft ball of Shi? Lime, can you tell that the soul is extensible? So in addition to pulling forward, it can also be pulled to the sides to expand other hobbies, no, other ideals. After all, it is dough."
System: [? That’s enough, shut up. ]
System: [Speaking of which, do you feel that Wan Mingxu has never surfaced? ]
[I guess I punched him into the river, so he was a little embarrassed and didn't want to come out. ]
System: [That makes sense.]
After about a minute or two, a circle of ripples gradually appeared on the river surface, and a familiar figure slowly emerged from the water, with a black head immersed in the water, not moving? Not moving?, like a corpse.
Chu Xiuyan: [……]
system:【……】
Chu Xiuyan screamed: [Ahhhhh! ]
The system also screamed: [Ahhhhh! ]
“Grandpa Wan! You’re a super S-rank boss! You’re just a second away from turning evil! You’re just trying to hold back from turning evil, how could you whitewash yourself to death—”
Chu Xiuyan hurriedly fished the person out of the river, laid him flat on the grass, listened to his heartbeat, felt if he was breathing, his expression changed again and again, and he struggled, "This is my first kiss. Don't be like this, Wan Mingxu, Grandpa, Dad! Wake up——"
System: [Me? Ready to take pictures! ]
【You are here? Gloating over someone else's misfortune! 】
Fortunately? Wan Mingxu coughed up a mouthful of water and struggled to open his eyes, indicating that his life was not in danger for the time being.
He stared blankly at the boy with a painful face, and said in a trembling voice: "You just called me? Dad? So... are you? My? Son?"
Chu Xiuyan, who was crying bitterly, froze in his tracks. He carefully observed Wan Mingxu, who looked bewildered, and said solemnly, "It's over. I'm stupid."
System: [Sins are deep and serious, hahaha! ]
…
A special meeting on how to respond to a war against the desert fortress was being held in the headquarters building of the ruined city. Zhang Chun came out to take a breath just halfway through the meeting.
He stood by the window in the corridor, rubbing his brows and feeling a little annoyed. According to his idea, he could use the power of the desert resistance to shake the rule of the main base, induce internal strife, and then prevent the outbreak of war, or even further overthrow the original rule. The ruined city only needed to provide money, weapons and equipment, and act as a logistical support.
But? After disappearing for a while and skipping the Psychic Conference, Mo Wei, who has reappeared now, believes that the resistance army alone is definitely no match for the Desert Fortress, and the ruined city must send a Psychic team for military support. Because the journey to the desert is long, and the terrain is unfamiliar, it is best to use high-level Psychics, especially S-level.
Now, the debate is over whether to send an S-class psychic to the desert.
When I was having a headache, I suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor not far away.
A claw machine over two meters high had legs and was rushing towards us at a very fast speed, with three dogs sticking out their tongues happily following on both sides. A closer look revealed a lively fish hanging in front of the glass partition of the claw machine, and a fishing rod sticking out from the air above the machine, like some kind of signal receiver.
Crunch.
The paper cup was crumpled.
Zhang Chun looked at the claw machine rushing towards him in disbelief, with one thought running through his mind.
Now? Even claw machines can be transformed and brought back to life?!
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