Chapter 256: Hook, Funeral, Split Progress (asking for monthly ticket)
Ji Minghuan closed his eyes and clasped his hands together. When he expressed his birthday wish to the neon sign on the cake, the children in hospital gowns surrounding him were stunned.
"Why is your wish for everyone to survive?" Sun Changkong looked at the cake, then at Ji Minghuan, "What a strange wish, why are we dying?"
"Because if I really destroy the world in the future as my mentor said, then no one will survive, right?"
Ji Minghuan opened his eyes and looked at the freckles on Sun Changkong's face with displeasure.
The moment the birthday candles were blown out, the warm light shining on them dimmed.
Instead, cold light poured down from the ceiling.
Their faces returned to their usual paleness. The children had never seen any other color of light in the base. The light in the detention room was the same as the instructor's clothes, too white and formal, always reminding people of the smell of disinfectant.
"Who said that?!" Sun Changkong raised his head and retorted confidently, "If that day ever comes, I can use my somersault cloud to take you to outer space!"
"Oh, that makes sense." Ji Minghuan nodded, "But will the instructors really let you go into outer space? If I lose control one day, they will definitely ask you to stop me instead of letting you escape."
He tugged at the metal collar, raised his hand to his neck, and rolled his eyes. "He sent you to lead the way to hit me with a stick, and then you both died together."
"Don't talk nonsense... You don't look like someone who can do bad things." Sun Changkong muttered, as if he was about to throw away the birthday cake in his hand in the next second, and leaned over to shake his shoulder hard.
"Who knows... after all, it's restricted." Mario said while playing "Ace Attorney" on Switch.
Kong Youling wanted to write, but didn't know what to write, so he just gently pinched the corner of Ji Minghuan's clothes.
"Yeah, if I really wouldn't lose control, my instructor wouldn't have locked me up here." Ji Minghuan stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of his nose.
Firion had been silent for a while, his eyes fixed on the cake in Sun Changkong's hand. He licked the corner of his mouth, his ears and pupils stood up, like a wild animal that had seen its prey.
Then he took out a plastic knife from somewhere, and quickly divided the cake into six pieces. Then he took out six plastic forks and inserted them into the cut cakes. He lifted up his own piece and put it into his mouth.
The children around were all stunned, especially Shang Xiaochi. She was a new member of the rescue team and had never been on a mission with other children before, so she didn't know how powerful they were.
"So awesome... He's worthy of being the big dog of our rescue team. Other people's cats can do backflips, but we not only have a big dog that can cut cakes, but we also have a penguin that can draw." Ji Minghuan clapped his hands belatedly.
Kong Youling puffed up her cheeks slightly, held the small notebook, turned her head and glanced at him indifferently.
"I took mine first."
Mario took the cake, put it on the ground, and concentrated on playing the game console. Occasionally, he would scoop up the cream with a plastic spoon and put it into his mouth like eating dessert.
"I've been serving the cake for so long, and you didn't even let me eat first!" said Sun Changkong.
Only after watching Kong Youling and Shang Xiaochi take away the cake did Sun Changkong's hands finally become idle. She put the plate on the ground with resentment and took a small piece of cake with the cardboard.
It was the first time for Kong Youling and Sun Changkong to eat birthday cake. The two of them ate together quietly, their two pairs of red eyes shining.
Shang Xiaochi sat alone on the swing again, staring at the cake in a daze, as if she was thinking that eating this cake would create ties with other people, which was not in line with her style of dealing with people.
"If your mentor asks you to kill me one day, will you do it?" Ji Minghuan suddenly asked.
"No." Firio shook his head decisively, "Ji Minghuan, you are my first friend."
"Who would ask such a question on their birthday?" Sun Changkong licked the cream on his cheek, raised his fiery red eyebrows, and looked at Ji Minghuan unhappily.
"Just asking casually." Ji Minghuan put the cream into his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "In fact, I think the instructor trained you just so that one day I really lose control and go berserk, and then you can work together to kill me."
He nodded and said seriously: "Then you will be a true 'savior team'."
"Ji Minghuan, we won't let that happen, otherwise the Salvation Society will have no meaning to exist." The mentor's voice came into the paradise through the radio.
Still warm and calm, but as soon as he finished speaking, the entire children's playground was shrouded in silence. The only sound that could be heard was the crackling sound of the game from the Switch in Mario's hand.
"This is my first time eating a birthday cake... I just realized how delicious cake is, but I think it's also because you're around." Sun Changkong whispered, "No matter how good something is, it won't taste good if you eat it alone."
As she spoke, she put down the half-eaten cake, suddenly ran to Ji Minghuan, and stretched out her little finger to him.
"What are you going to do?" Ji Minghuan put the butter-covered fork in his mouth and looked at her blankly.
"Make a pinky promise." Sun Changkong glared, "You said you would still celebrate my birthday, but my birthday is still a long, long time away, so before that... everyone needs to be well."
“But in cartoons, characters who say such things usually die,” said Ji Minghuan.
After saying this, the other children in the cell looked at him with contempt.
Sun Changkong was stunned, and shook his head, his long fiery red hair swaying, and said seriously: "I don't care, I'm a country kid, I haven't watched any animation, so it's useless to me!"
"Okay, then I'll reluctantly make a pinky promise with you." Ji Minghuan said, reaching out to pick up the wolf's tail on the ground, hooking the furry tail around Sun Changkong's little finger and shaking it, "Pink, stick to it for a hundred years."
Sun Changkong was annoyed and slapped Firio's tail away. Firio innocently picked up his tail and looked at the two of them while holding the unfinished cake.
"Stretch out your hand." She frowned, lowered her head and stared at Ji Minghuan motionlessly.
"Why are you so fierce? Then just reach out your hand."
Sun Changkong took his hand, spread out his little finger, and then hooked it.
The two of them made a pinky promise.
"Liar..." Sun Changkong muttered softly, suddenly stepped forward, gently hugged Ji Minghuan, and immediately let him go, slowly raised his head, stared at his eyes, "You have to swallow a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand needles."
Except for Kong Youling who was writing angrily, the other kids around clapped and made "wow" sounds.
The somersault cloud descended from the sky and knocked them over one by one like a rolling bowling ball.
Everyone fell to the ground like knocked-over pins, with cake all over their faces. Only Shang Xiaochi, who was on the swing, escaped.
She shuddered with fear, and quickly protected the cake, looking at the somersault cloud with trepidation.
Afterwards, the instructor sent someone to deliver a new cake, and the noise in the park finally stopped. After the new cake was divided, it was almost time, and the experimenters took turns to pick up the children. Ji Minghuan was the last one to leave.
The experimenter in a white coat stood at the entrance of the park with his hands behind his back, looking at him silently.
Ji Minghuan lay motionless on the sand, looking at the swaying swing, then at the silver-white ceiling. The light was blinding, so he raised his palm to cover it, and after a while he stretched out his little finger, staring blankly at the little finger that still had a hint of warmth.
In fact, he knew that when they attacked the Savior Society a month later, it would be inevitable that he would face off against the children of the Savior Team.
But when he thought about how everyone had just celebrated birthdays in the base and had made promises, and would soon be fighting each other to the death, would Sun Changkong then call him a traitor?
No...she might not even have the chance to know the truth.
Because Ji Minghuan would definitely not let the people of the Salvation Society know that those forces outside were all brought in by him.
And the teacher brainwashed these kids too thoroughly. Maybe when Sun Changkong was about to die, she still thought she was protecting him and wanted to use the golden hoop to drive away those bad guys...
He suddenly felt a little tired, wiped the cream off his face with his hands, fell on the sand and closed his eyes. The cold light pierced his eyelids, and he fell asleep in a trance.
When he woke up the next day, Ji Minghuan found that he had been transferred to a detention room. He stood up from the bed, yawned, smacked his lips and looked at the TV that was on in the dark.
"Today is the day to say goodbye to my brother. He is going to New York. I should also arrange Black Pupa's schedule."
As he thought about it, he fell back on the bed, closed his eyes, and slowly synchronized his consciousness with Unit No. 1.
【Welcome back, the perspective of Unit 1 "Black Pupa" has been loaded. 】
[Your official wanted level has been upgraded from "C" to "B", and your popularity has increased. (When your popularity reaches a certain level, you will have the opportunity to receive a skill point reward)]
He controlled Gu Wenyu to get up from the bed and looked up at the time on the wall.
It is seven o'clock in the morning of August 6th. Gu Qinye is about to leave, and he will be the only one left at home.
The problem at the moment is that his Unit 1 does not have a Tamagotchi that can arrange flights for him at any time, unlike the brigade in Unit 2.
It is very difficult to go to the United States with Gu Qiye under the identity of "Gu Wenyu" without being suspected.
Then he thought of someone. He scratched his head, picked up his spare phone, opened the address book, and sent her a message.
[Black Pupa: Ms. Ke Qirui, are you willing to give me a ride? ]
Soon, the other party's response came in the chat box.
【Ke Qirui: What are you going to do? 】
[Black Pupa: I am going to the United States to play in New York with a good friend. ]
[Ke Qirui: Gu Qiye? ]
[Black Pupa: Yes, he joined Rainbow Wing.]
[Ke Qirui: Is the reason you approached him related to the Salvation Society? ]
[Black Pupa: Yes, this can be said to be the closest to the truth.]
[Ke Qirui: I understand. Are you some underage kid? You need my help to go abroad.]
[Black Pupa: Of course not. Actually, I get airsick, so taking the train is better.]
[Black Pupa: Besides Miss Ke’s train demon, is there any other train in the world that can take me from China to the United States? ]
[Black Pupa: Anyway, I may need you to be my driver from time to time in the future. I think this should not be a difficult task for you.]
[Ke Qirui: This is also helping myself. After all... we are already in the bureau. ]
[Black Pupa: Yes, in the bureau.]
[Black Pupa: Capital, you win, and the Salvation Society, you win. ]
[Ke Qirui: See you tonight. I'll take you to New York first. We'll talk about the funeral in a few days.]
[Ke Qirui: I am attending a meeting with the people from Lake Hunter, so I won’t talk about it for now.]
[Black Pupa: Okay, you can help them. The Nian Beast King is not that easy to deal with.]
[Ke Qirui: Wow, you really know everything. You even know about the Nian Beast? ]
[Black Pupa: Of course, otherwise how can I be a qualified intelligence businessman? ]
[Ke Qirui: Will you come to Lin Zhengquan's funeral? ]
Gu Wenyu was stunned, then typed a reply.
[Black Pupa: If you are willing to invite me, then of course I can. After all, you might meet interesting people at a funeral.]
After sending the message, Ji Minghuan called up the system panel and found the option to [Create a new game character]. Then a red and black prompt box popped up in front of him.
[Currently holding "13" split points, "3" split points are needed to create the next game character, and the fourth unit is being generated...]
"Unit 04 is right in sight. Either kill the Ripper or the Rainbow Wing. Just push the main lines of the two machines and we'll reach the splitting point..." Ji Minghuan yawned and thought casually.
(End of this chapter)
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