Chapter 320

I felt myself sweating like crazy. Was that the vague feeling I had just when my heart was pounding?

I felt a little guilty. Looking at the three people confronting each other in front of me, I suddenly didn't know how to react.

Or... while the stone slab can still hold up for a while, let the thunder strike quickly so that I can attract their attention first?

Just as I was thinking this, the director suddenly didn't turn his head, but just leaned slightly and whispered to me, "Zun and I will find a way to divert the water flow. See the control room on the right? There is a program in it that can completely seal this place and isolate all fluctuations related to the Weisman value."

There is such a big killer?

Well, since the stone slab has been here for decades, it is impossible that there is no defense at all.

But the problem is, I can't.

I don't even know how to use the landing procedure of that airship. When I use the computer normally, WPS is already the limit of its use. I haven't even registered for the second level of computer education. Do you expect me to use any high-end equipment?

Are the requirements for me a bit too high?

Then I realized I had overlooked a problem. None of the three of them were good at talking. Today I finally experienced what it means to be a tough person who doesn't talk much.

Can't you guys walk me through the normal process in anime where verbal communication is required first!

Even if they just say harsh words to each other?

Before I could do anything, I saw the two groups of people getting entangled again.

Of the two, it was the director who took the lead and charged forward head-on, while Brother Zun followed closely behind, jumped to a high place, and punched from above - an energy punch, so you know how it looked in my eyes.

The water just stands on the stone slab and doesn't retreat even a single step.

The director and Brother Zun have a very good understanding of each other. They have been opponents for so long that it is no exaggeration to say that they understand each other so well.

How could two such contradictory attributes be combined like this?

It was obviously a bit tricky for Bi Shuiliu to deal with. It wasn't that Bi Shuiliu couldn't beat the two of them, but in terms of tactics, the coordination between the two sides was truly dazzling.

Even without the special effects, I still think this fight is pretty exciting - the director's sword and Zun's fists can switch between close combat and ranged attacks at any time, and I can imagine how cool it would be if there were special effects.

It can be seen that the director and Brother Zun want to divert or drive the water outside.

But - it was too late.

With a "crack" sound, the stone slab, which could not bear the weight, finally made a sound of mourning within the ten or so seconds that were definitely not long during the fight.

The sound is so clear and distinct in this space.

The three people who were fighting fiercely stopped at the same time.

Because immediately afterwards, the stone slab, after being burned by fire, struck by lightning, and stabbed by swords, did not break into pieces, but was directly shattered into pieces. Even if it cannot be described as "powder", it can definitely be said to be a pile of rubble.

Bishuiliu, Zun Ge and the director were all stunned.

Their first reaction was to look at each other's expressions, but that momentary surprise could not be concealed, and they only saw the same expression on each other's faces.

This was neither a conspiracy of the Water Flow nor an arrangement of the King of Gold, which made them very confused.

This was an opportunity, so I took advantage of the fact that both sides thought I was a teammate and both sides were distracted, I walked behind them and patted Brother Zun on the shoulder.

Because of his ability, Brother Zun's body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people's skin, and he is actually very sensitive to the invasion of my blood cells.

Sure enough, after such a direct entry, Brother Zun gave me a slightly doubtful look. However, he didn't really say anything.

Looking at my actions, Bi Shuiliu seemed to understand something, and like Brother Zun, he looked at me with confusion - not just confusion, but even a bit of inquiry.

At this sensitive time, any reaction will leave room for interpretation.

What's more, the look in his eyes was one of seeking confirmation and consultation.

A glance faster than water instantly aroused the suspicion of the sensitive director.

In an instant, many thoughts must have flashed through his mind.

Even though we didn't synchronize a lot of information, and I even thought they definitely didn't encounter Monkey Brother, the logic of doubt started in an instant.

——In fact, if it weren’t for the fact that Xiaobai’s memory had been restored, which led to the appearance of the Silver King’s Sword of Damocles, they would have directly suspected that I was now the Colorless King.

Xiaobai's Silver King sword actually made their story more complete.

But the director is a man who does great things, and just a look like this is enough for him.

The director, who was originally standing very close to Brother Zun, grabbed Brother Zun and pulled him over, freeing his body from my grasp.

With Zun Ge's trust in the director, he did not punch him back, but subconsciously took a step towards that direction - maybe it was not just subconscious, because the act of giving away blood just now should have made Zun Ge, with his intuitive system, realize something.

But it is already too late.

I took a step back and held up both my hands. "You don't have to be so defensive—" I said in a long tone. My harmless look made the director doubt himself for a moment. "You guys don't have the key to fight anymore, are you still going to fight?"

When I asked, they just looked at each other in bewilderment.

This is very embarrassing.

However, Bishuiliu was not that nervous because I looked very calm - I actually didn't understand why he had such blind confidence in me?

"No, the stone slab cannot be destroyed so easily. If the stone slab is destroyed and the energy of the stone slab disappears, how can the power of our king exist?" The director frowned. At this time, he could start the process properly. "Is this a fake stone slab?"

No, it couldn't be more true.

"This is a real slate." Bi Shuiliu squatted down, picked up the broken slate into small pieces, and twisted it with his fingertips. He put a lot of professional effort into this, and carefully compiled the information. Combined with my reaction, he believed that this was a real slate. "But the power is no longer within the carrier of the slate."

This may be a good thing for Bishuiliu's opponents in the short term, because Bishuiliu's plan has no one to implement it.

However, the transfer of power from the slate was a major event, which meant the failure of the "suppression of the slate".

It would be more troublesome if such a huge power was transferred to bad people.

Well, for example, I am the bad guy.

"In fact, the power of the stone slab is originally balanced between the main body and the split body. In order to achieve a balance, the power of both sides must be relatively equal—" I added a hint, "Rather than looking for the power of the original stone slab, isn't it easier to directly create a new stone slab?"

The divided body naturally refers to the power divided out from the stone slab - that is, the abilities of the king and those without power. Of course, compared to the scattered powers of those without power, the power of the king is naturally the majority.

"What the old half of the stone slab can do, the other half of the new stone slab can also do." I said this with an exaggerated serious expression, and nodded twice at my own words.

"We don't need this method right now." The director frowned. As a maintainer of order, he hoped that any changes could be kept within a controllable range.

Although the problem with the slab was serious, objectively speaking, this accident did directly prevent the movement of the water flow.

I gave the director a sly smile, winked, and said, "Blue King, I'm not talking to you—"

This feeling of doing things lightly - it feels so good!

It feels good to just give the director a little nagging!

I don't know why, but I really like seeing people in neat uniforms fail.

This may be the real reason why I focused on Monkey Brother before.

"That's true." Bishuiliu smiled and responded to my words. His eyes became sharp as he looked at Brother Zun and the director in front of him. "Then let's start with His Excellency the Red King and His Excellency the Green King?"

Brother Zun narrowed his eyes, and that look with some emotions that I don’t know how to describe made me a little overwhelmed - yes, I felt very guilty.

If it was Misaki, I might be able to tease her with words, but when it comes to Zun Ge, I just feel inexplicably short of breath.

It's like the feeling of secretly passing notes to someone during an exam and being stared at by the invigilator.

Students' instincts awaken.

Seeing that they are still going to take action, I really feel that there is no need to drag it on like this, and I can't see the blockbuster special effects - if I can't see it, no one will have the chance to watch it when the animation is broadcast later!

So I raised my hand and snapped my fingers.

The big guys in Zhagenzunge and the director's body acted quickly, and one by one they became leaders in other people's bodies, directly controlling the internal system and giving orders to other people's bodies.

——I’ve even slapped myself in the face.

Brother Zun and the director paused in their prepared attacking posture, and their bodies were out of their control.

Yes, although my identity as the world consciousness cannot directly produce effects on living people, I can still use this setting to enhance the abilities of other consciousnesses under my consciousness.

Everything can be moved - oh, except Xiaobai for now. I still can't sense anything from Xiaobai.

I suspect that it is not a bug in his ability, but his aura as the leading man.

"Is this possible?" Bi Shuiliu looked over with some interest. When he got closer, he found that he could indeed feel the stagnant energy in the director and Brother Zun. However, he did not ask in detail. Instead, he was more concerned about - "The next step is to decode the power of the king in them? If we only adjust the Weisman value, it may not be enough. It takes time to study..."

Don't worry, I'm here, nothing unexpected will happen.

I walked forward and placed my palm on the director's chest - the blood cells in his body left earlier, so the transportation was faster. The blood-red color climbed up along my fingers. It might be because there was a stone slab in his body as a heart. Although I couldn't see anything this time, I actually had a clear feeling - something was flowing in through the blood.

It's amazing.

The slate longs for the unity of power. I can feel the satisfaction welling up in my chest, as if it can't help but want this power to quickly gather into my chest.

Even the Colorless King's ability, which had been isolated, began to flow along with this feeling.

It feels like taking a bath, so comfortable!

It's so comfortable that you can't help but want to indulge in it.

But I held back.

I actually held back!

Sure enough, the evolved me is different.

After all, if all the power of the Colorless King is integrated into me, what will happen to my hair?

Bald, dami.

Moreover, there is a need to propose this plan specifically.

I looked at Bishuiliu and stretched out my hand to him. The fingertips of this hand were gradually covered with a layer of bright red color, which looked very strange. "The power of one king is a bit difficult to fight against the King of Gold. What if - add another one?"

As for transportation, if you can move it in, you can also move it out.

It's decided that it's you. Bi Shuiliu, I'll help you cheat, and you help me to get the copy of the King of Gold!