Chapter 185 The Rescue Team vs. the Ghost Train Group
Three minutes ago, on the Thames, in the cabin of a cargo ship.
Five children were sitting on the beds in the cabin, looking at the walls curiously.
The collar on Ji Minghuan's neck shot out a beam of light forward, forming a projection image on the wall.
He sighed, feeling like a human projector.
He looked at the projection screen in silence, and saw that it first showed the location of the "red light" - an underground bar "Eden" in the south of Westminster, and then showed the appearance of the target of the mission, the appearance of the SkyDrive and other information.
"Ah! This guy is so ugly." Sun Changkong clicked his tongue and showed his little fangs.
"It's okay...it's just that his expression looks a bit ferocious."
Looking at the face of the red street light in the projection, Ji Minghuan said a good word for his old friend.
At least in Xia Pingzhou's memory, Shi Yimin was a pure and kind young man. He had a gentle personality and a good temper. Even if you pooped on his head, he would ask you in a nice tone if you felt uncomfortable in your stomach.
"Children, the boat will dock in two minutes." The instructor's voice suddenly came from the collar.
"It's the mentor's voice." Firion pricked up his wolf ears.
The instructor continued, "If you encounter a danger that we determine you cannot handle, or if the mission time limit is exceeded, someone will be responsible for sending you back to this ship."
"Who is it?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.
He thought: No matter what, the Salvation Society should at least send a natural disaster-level figure to suppress these little brats, right? Especially if Sun Changkong lost control, he didn't dare to think about how it would end. He couldn't just let the Monkey King massacre London.
"A reliable friend of ours," the instructor said mysteriously. "If necessary, you will see him; if not, you won't."
Ji Minghuan thought for a moment and said, "That is to say, if something goes wrong with the mission, there will be someone to clean up the mess for us?"
"No," the instructor said, "He is only responsible for your safety, not for helping you complete the task."
"Why?"
The instructor smiled and said, "Because his identity is quite special, it is inconvenient for others to see him, otherwise it may cause a lot of trouble."
Hearing this, Ji Minghuan thought to himself, "Will it cause a lot of trouble? Could it be that the Salvation Society has planted someone in Hongyi, so he's worried about being seen by others?"
He was thinking when Sun Changkong's words interrupted his thoughts.
"Tsk, why do we need that person? I can do it alone!"
As Sun Changkong spoke, he found the baseball cap beside his pillow and put it on his head.
Ji Minghuan lowered his head and scratched his wrist: "Okay, okay, the big sister said she can do it alone, did you hear it?"
After saying that, he lifted up his sleeves and looked down, and suddenly found a strange diamond-shaped mark on his wrist. He was slightly stunned, thinking that this must be the work of the Salvation Society.
"If possible, I'm too lazy to do it." Mario said, "Keep it up, I'm almost done with P4G. If you accidentally get a bad ending, I'll drag you all into a shooting game and kill you."
Firion shook his head and said seriously, "No, no, how can we let the big sister fight alone?"
Kong Youling wrote on the notebook: "I'll cheer for you."
"What about me? What should I do?" Ji Minghuan asked.
"Aren't you a military advisor?" Sun Changkong sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at him sideways.
Ji Minghuan said calmly, "Then I suggest that after we get ashore we first wander around London, find something delicious to eat, then have some fun in the amusement park, ride a roller coaster or something, and finally go find that damn traffic light."
He paused and said, "Anyway, he is in London, there is no way he can escape."
Firion hesitated, "But... Ji Minghuan, I'm afraid people will look at me with strange eyes when I get to the shore because of my appearance."
Ji Minghuan patted his shoulder and comforted him in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry, it's 2020 now. When people see you, they will just think you are cosplaying. Maybe they will even think you are cute and take pictures of you with their phones."
Hearing that someone would take a picture of him, Firio became even more frightened and slowly lowered his head.
"Then I want to eat tofu pudding!" Sun Changkong raised his hand like a primary school student.
"There's no tofu pudding in London." Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes at her.
"You can't wander around. The mission has a time limit." The instructor suddenly said, "This mission will be handed over to Sun Changkong. You all listen to her."
Sun Changkong was stunned for a moment, then he crossed his arms and hummed twice in triumph:
"You hear me? I'm in command."
She thought that her mentor also recognized her as the leader.
"Oh...what do you think, big sister?" Ji Minghuan asked unhappily.
Sun Changkong hugged his shoulders, frowned, thought seriously, and then said logically:
"My idea is, after we get off the boat, we'll fly directly to the underground bar on our cloud, beat up that red light, knock him unconscious, and then take him back to the boat and leave."
"Isn't this too dangerous?" Ji Minghuan said, "If we rush over without any preparation, what if something goes wrong?"
"What's the danger? I'll protect you."
"Why don't Kong Youling and I stay here?"
Firion shook his head. "The instructor said that everyone must participate in the mission, and you might as well follow us instead of staying on the ship. What if the bad guys attack you?"
"It's okay. Didn't the instructor say that there is a mysterious person following us?" Ji Minghuan asked.
"That's true." Firio nodded.
"By the way, do you have this mark on your right wrist?"
As he spoke, Ji Minghuan rolled up his sleeves and showed the diamond-shaped logo he had just seen to the others.
The four of them looked at him, and followed his example by lifting up their right sleeves, only to see that they indeed had a similar diamond pattern on their wrists.
They looked at each other, neither of them understanding what this was, and the instructor didn't seem to have any idea of answering them.
"What is this?" Kong Youling asked while writing.
"A mark that supplies us with energy?" Sun Changkong tilted his head.
Ji Minghuan sighed: "Why does he need to transfer energy to you? It's good enough that he doesn't suppress your energy."
Firion scratched his cheek and said, "Anyway, the mentor won't hurt us, don't worry."
Only Mario didn't say anything. He silently covered his sleeves and continued playing his game console.
Ji Minghuan turned his eyes away from the diamond pattern and closed his sleeves, thinking that since he didn't see the figure of the protector that his mentor mentioned, this pattern was most likely left by that protector to protect us at critical moments.
At this moment, Sun Changkong suddenly opened the cabin door and trotted onto the deck.
At this moment, the sunlight poured in from the deck without reservation, illuminating the dim cabin and stretching the shadows of Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling very long.
They froze for a moment, then got up from the floor and walked onto the deck with Firion.
Several children leaned on the railings and looked up at London in the early morning. The spire of Westminster Abbey pierced the clear blue sky. The mist floating on the Thames had dissipated, revealing a corner of the Houses of Parliament.
The dial of Big Ben was shrouded in sunlight, and the hands were turning slowly.
The first bus rolled over Westminster Bridge, and the vibrations of its diesel engine startled the pigeons on the bridge's eaves.
"The ship will dock in thirty seconds." The instructor's voice came from the collar, bringing the dazed people back to their senses.
"Why does three minutes seem so long!" Sun Changkong couldn't wait any longer and curled his lips. "Why do we need to wait until the ship docks? We can just fly over directly."
After saying that, she closed her eyelids, and through her hospital gown one could see a red light suddenly blooming in her heart.
Then a white cloud descended from the sky and hovered above the deck. The strong wind lifted a corner of the children's hospital gowns.
Sun Changkong stretched out his hand, and the somersault cloud doubled in size, large enough to accommodate several adults.
"What are you doing?" Firion asked.
"Is that even necessary?"
As he spoke, Sun Changkong raised the corners of his lips, took Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling's hands, and dragged them both to the top of the Somersault Cloud. Their combined strength was not as great as Sun Changkong alone, so they had no chance to resist.
"Hey, hey, hey, the boat hasn't even reached the shore yet." Ji Minghuan was stunned. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Didn't the instructor say I'm the captain? I can leave whenever I want, and what if someone sees my Somersault Cloud when I get to the shore?" Sun Changkong said, turning his head to look at Mario in the cabin:
"Cat Leo, what else are you doing?"
"Is it annoying?"
Mario muttered softly, glanced at them, and finally walked out reluctantly and sat on the rolling cloud.
"What about you, big dog?" Sun Changkong glared at Firio who was about to speak.
Firion opened his mouth, but finally pursed it under the fierce look of the red-haired girl and sat down quietly.
"Let's go!" Sun Changkong shouted, and the somersault cloud rose into the sky of London, leaving afterimages of the children. In half a second, the deck was empty and no one could be seen.
In just one second, they reached a height parallel to the clouds.
When they came to their senses, the wind pressure at high altitude had blown their hair high, making it almost impossible for them to open their eyes. The sun was too bright, and Mario had to put down the handheld game console.
They squinted their eyes and looked down at the city from a height of 300 meters. The red brick spires of Gothic buildings came into view. In the distance, the Big Ben made a "dong dong dong" sound.
"Ah, I heard it." Sun Changkong suddenly pricked up his ears.
"I heard that, too." Firion nodded.
"What did you hear?" Ji Minghuan held Kong Youling in his arms and asked them almost shouting.
Sun Changkong stretched out his right hand, pointed his index finger downward, and pointed at an alley in Westminster:
"There was a fight right there, and it was very noisy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Somersault Cloud suddenly dropped down like an elevator in an amusement park, reaching the ground in the blink of an eye, and then rushed into an underground bar with a sign that read "Garden of Eden".
When he came to his senses, Ji Minghuan looked up and saw that the dimly lit bar was stinking, the floor and tables were littered with garbage, and the walls were full of dents and burn marks.
At this moment, there are five figures still inside the underground bar.
The members of the Ghost Train Group all turned their heads and looked at the somersault cloud beneath them.
Further away, a young man in a black hoodie silently put on the hat and turned his head to look at the few people together with the colossus beside him.
Ji Minghuan's face darkened slightly and he hugged Kong Youling tightly in his arms.
When Firion smelled the blood, his pupils stood up straight and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Mario glanced at the red traffic light that had collapsed to the ground and said expressionlessly, "That's our target, but it seems someone got there first."
"Then they are our enemies?" Sun Changkong asked.
"Yes," said Mario.
Regardless of anything, Sun Changkong closed her eyes, and the mythological fragment on her chest glowed with a dazzling red light like the polar day, and then a dark golden stick appeared in her hand.
There is a golden hoop at each end of the long stick, and the middle is made of black iron, with the surface covered with dragon patterns and phoenix reliefs.
Sun Changkong grasped the golden cudgel, opened his eyes and raised his head.
"You all, don't move," she said.
However, the next second, the woman in the windbreaker reacted. The single-lens lens on her right eye flashed, and a series of movie screens suddenly formed behind the five figures, the red street lights on the ground, and the giant statue, swallowing them up.
Then, all the movie screens disappeared.
"Ah?" Sun Changkong was stunned. "What's going on? Where are they?"
"He must have used SkyDrive's ability to enter the alternate dimension," Mario said, "It's okay, I have a way."
Ji Minghuan turned his head to look at him and asked, "What method do you have?"
"I can turn the alien space they created into a game scene and take you in."
Mario said this expressionlessly, and suddenly a black handheld game console appeared in his hand. This might be his "SkyDrive".
He turned on the handheld game console, clicked on the first software, and an option popped up in front of him.
[Do you want to create a game scene? ]
【yes.】
【Where do you want to create your game scene? Please select a location on the map. 】
The prompt box disappeared, and a map of Westminster appeared on the handheld device.
In addition to the map, a strange coordinate for selection pops up on the handheld screen, and each coefficient of this coordinate is "???".
"It looks like this is it."
Mario lowered his eyes, shook the joystick, locked the coordinates, and then pressed the "OK" button.
The next second, a new prompt box appears on the handheld screen.
[The coordinates have been determined. The coordinates will be overwritten with the game scene in a few seconds. ]
"Cat Leo, what are you doing?" Sun Changkong raised his fiery red eyebrows and asked curiously.
Firion tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Mario, aren't we going to chase someone?"
"We've caught up with him," said Mario.
"Have they caught up?" Ji Minghuan said calmly, "I don't know how far the others have run."
"Mario, if you don't do something, I'm going to hit you on the head with my golden cudgel!" Sun Changkong frowned and pointed the golden cudgel at Mario's head.
At this moment, a huge black game prompt box suddenly popped up in front of the Somersault Cloud. This scene was extremely strange, like stacking two completely different things together.
Ji Minghuan raised his eyebrows, then looked away from Mario's face and looked up. He saw the following words written above the prompt box:
【The game is loading……（The game is loading……）】
[The game scene has been selected - "Jurassic World". 】
(End of this chapter)
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