Chapter 298 The Seventh Child, Zeus (asking for monthly ticket)
"What you meant just now was that the Monkey King in your mind has seen me?"
Ji Minghuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Sun Changkong in surprise, and asked in confusion.
Logically speaking, he had lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and had never been to any remote mountain village. How could the strange consciousness in Sun Changkong's mind have the chance to know him?
And you should know that not long after Sun Changkong obtained the fragments from the ruins, he showed signs of losing control and running wild. He was then taken to the base by the Savior Society for control and has been isolated from the world ever since.
So before Ji Minghuan came to the Salvation Society, the life trajectories of the two were like two parallel lines that had never intersected.
Under this premise, it is really unbelievable that the Sun Wukong in her mind has ever seen him.
"Yes." Sun Changkong nodded, "Why would I lie to you?"
Ji Minghuan lowered his head and thought for a while, then quickly got out of bed and put on his slippers.
He sat down next to Sun Changkong silently, turned his head to look at her with a confused look, then looked at the floor, his eyebrows almost twisted together, showing a look of confusion.
"Why?" Ji Minghuan was puzzled and finally spoke up, "This doesn't make sense."
"Why?" Sun Changkong tilted his head, "I don't know either. I wanted to ask you."
"What's going on?" Ji Minghuan murmured, "Could it be that when I was a kid, I accidentally broke into the remains of Sun Wukong? Are there chain stores of the remains of the Monkey King? But I don't have any recollection of it. Could it be that I have lost my memory?"
"I don't know." Sun Changkong frowned, "Sun Wukong said that it doesn't have much memory. And what's in my brain is just its residual consciousness. It will take a long time for it to wake up."
"Is it asleep now?"
"Asleep."
"What else did it say before it fell asleep?"
"It also said that maybe he saw you from the memories shared by other remnants of consciousness."
As Sun Changkong spoke, he turned his head to look into Ji Minghuan's eyes and snorted, "But I prefer that we met when we were young. In this case, how fate do we have?"
"Really?" Ji Minghuan didn't believe it. "Come on, no matter how bad my memory is, how could I not remember a little girl with red hair? You are so conspicuous, and I have never been to the countryside to play, okay? I have been in Lijing since I was born."
Sun Changkong was stunned, blinked, and then slowly lowered his head, his eyes covered by the faint shadow of the baseball cap. She smacked her lips, and her little canine teeth trembled.
“Sure enough…” She said intermittently, “Children born in rural cities are not worthy of playing with children from big cities. You just look down on me.”
"Hey, can you please stop acting like a robot that has found a keyword?" Ji Minghuan was stunned. "I really don't look down on you. Your skin is too sensitive."
"Then why do you say that!" Sun Changkong looked up and glared at him, his eyes still red.
"Isn't this just a matter of fact? I've never been to the countryside, so how could I have known you when I was a child?" Ji Minghuan sighed, "And weren't you sent to the Salvation Society not long after you found the fragments of Sun Wukong?"
"That's true."
Sun Changkong's voice was still a little low.
"Okay, don't be unhappy." Ji Minghuan bumped her shoulder, "Didn't we make a promise?"
"so what?"
"So, I still want to celebrate your birthday. If I look down on you, why would I celebrate your birthday?" Ji Minghuan paused, "Besides, you are too sentimental. No matter whether you lived in the countryside or a big city before, we were all caught in this hellhole, we are just birds of a feather."
"I just... wanted to get to know you earlier." Sun Changkong muttered.
"Why?"
"Because that way no one else will get there first!"
"You're so stupid. Because you've never met other people, you think I'm so special." Ji Minghuan snorted, "I'm just a restricted-level psychic. What's so special about me?"
He bumped her shoulder again, "When you leave the Salvation Society, you will find that there are a lot of muscular handsome guys out there, and they are not all hateful pseudo-girls like Urushihara Ruri, oh no, pseudo-men."
"What about Kong Youling? What's so special about her?"
"She is my family, my only family." Ji Minghuan said, "The book says that people must have something irreplaceable to be themselves, otherwise they will slowly lose their way and lose themselves. So with her around, I won't become a bad person, don't you think?"
Ji Minghuan said calmly, raised his head and glanced at the monitor, as if he was looking at someone.
Sun Changkong took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his mouth and yelled, "I'm so annoyed."
Carrying with it a strong wind, the somersault cloud suddenly floated over and slammed into Ji Minghuan like a three-hundred-pound strongman, occasionally stretching out a big white hand to throw him into the sky.
If this were a game, the "Hit X100" prompt box would have filled the screen.
While Ji Minghuan was being knocked around by the Somersault Cloud, Sun Changkong lowered his head and shouted angrily:
"Why is it that when you comfort others you touch their heads, but when you comfort me you bump my shoulders? That's not fair!"
"Because you are the big sister!"
Ji Minghuan said loudly. He actually enjoyed being tossed around in the sky by the somersault cloud, just like lying on a trampoline.
"Then I don't want to be the boss anymore!" She thought for a moment and said.
"Then don't do it."
"Also, my birthday is September 5th, Ji Minghuan, remember it."
"September 5th, I've got it down. Can you please let it stop for a minute? I'm starting to feel dizzy."
"Don't stop, don't stop! Don't you want the Somersault Cloud to take you to the toilet to wash up?" Sun Changkong said with a whoosh.
The Somersault Cloud did not continue to fight, but suddenly and quietly stopped under Ji Minghuan, and then carried him to the toilet connected to the prison cell.
Ji Minghuan sat cross-legged on the cloud with a helpless look on his face, looking up at his listless self in the mirror.
He rubbed his dark circles, thinking that he must rescue his original body before his spirit reached its limit, otherwise he really didn't know what would become of him afterwards.
However, at present, the three machines have almost reached their potential limit. Unless the inhibitors are removed, there is no possibility of further improvement.
And according to the preview of the superpower system, a "perfect-grade" Unit 4 is also on the way.
As expected, this body will become the strongest combat force in Ji Minghuan's hands, even surpassing Yagubaru after digesting the legendary whale.
This also means that the time for the final battle is getting closer and closer. Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan shifted his gaze from the mirror, reached out his hand, and picked up the toothbrush and mouthwash cup beside the sink.
He sat on the somersault cloud, brushed his teeth quietly, spit out mouthwash into the sink, then picked up a towel to wipe his face with water and hung the towel on the rack.
"drive."
Ji Minghuan patted the somersault cloud under his butt, and the somersault cloud carried him out of the toilet.
Just at this moment, the metal door at the entrance rumbled open, and then a boy in a hospital gown walked in.
Ji Minghuan wanted to say hello, but when he looked up, he was stunned. The boy in the hospital gown looked very unfamiliar. He was neither Firion nor Mario.
The boy had a short haircut, white eyes and black hair, his eyes were lively and bright. He looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and was a head taller than him and Sun Changkong.
"Big sister, who is this person?" Ji Minghuan asked curiously.
"I don't know him either." Sun Changkong shook his head.
"I don't have a name, but they all call me Zeus." The boy raised his head, grinned and waved to them, "Hello."
Zeus?
Ji Minghuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Sun Changkong. Both of them had confusion and puzzlement in their eyes.
"He is Zeus?"
"So you are the mysterious guy?" Ji Minghuan turned around and looked at the boy. "The instructor didn't even notify us. Why did you come here suddenly? Didn't he forbid you to show up before?"
"I don't know. I'll be here in two steps." The boy put his hands behind his back and walked in carefully, asking, "Don't you usually wear straitjackets?"
"No need." Ji Minghuan said, "Do you need to wear a straitjacket? What kind of straitjacket? The kind that has belts tied around the whole body?"
"They locked me in the bed and wouldn't let me move. They gave me a lot of sedatives." The boy blinked and sighed. "I was very good, but they still wouldn't let me go. I begged them for a long time before they were willing to let me see you."
"You are so pitiful." Ji Minghuan said, "But everyone is the same."
"Is this the Somersault Cloud?"
The boy raised his eyes and stared at the somersault cloud without blinking.
"You know a lot." Sun Changkong snorted twice and emphasized, "Yes, this is the Somersault Cloud, but it is my Somersault Cloud."
"Can I sit on it?" The boy showed his bright teeth. "It looks like fun."
"No, she will be angry." Ji Minghuan pointed at Sun Changkong, "She only lets her friends ride on the Somersault Cloud."
The boy hung his head in disappointment and muttered, "Well, I don't want it then."
After answering the question, he sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his head and stared at Ji Minghuan blankly.
"Why are you staring at me?" Ji Minghuan felt a little frightened.
"Because you're amazing. After I saw you, the voices in my head disappeared." The boy opened his eyes wide and tilted his head. "Why?"
"Why?" Ji Minghuan was puzzled. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't know!" The boy suddenly jumped up, crawled over from the ground, and looked up at Ji Minghuan on the Somersault Cloud. "Can I keep some of your organs? For example, fingers, eyes? You can make my brain quiet, I need you. He is so noisy, really noisy. Those thunders, those sounds like chanting. I am in so much pain, I almost go crazy every day." As he spoke, he suddenly shed tears, "Please!"
Ji Minghuan and Sun Changkong were shocked and both were stunned.
After coming to his senses, Ji Minghuan curiously observed the boy lying on the ground, wondering if ordinary holders of mythological wonders would be affected by the fragments like this?
He made a simple guess that Sun Changkong was not driven insane because Sun Wukong was easier to get along with; Shang Xiaochi's spirit might not be disturbed because the World Tree had no spiritual consciousness. After all, it was just a tree, not a person.
But Zeus was different. He seemed to be on the verge of a mental breakdown due to the mythological fragments.
This is not a force that an ordinary person can bear, let alone a child.
"Give me some of your hair, anything, please, give it to me before they take me away!" The boy was still begging. He kept banging his head on the ground, and his forehead began to turn red and swollen.
Looking at this scene, fear belatedly exploded in Sun Changkong's mind.
"You, you, you, stay away from him!" Sun Changkong shouted.
She shouted as she activated the somersault cloud, letting it carry Ji Minghuan backwards. The boy chased after her relentlessly, crawling under the somersault cloud like a dog. He used all four limbs and crawled at an unusual speed, just like a centipede.
"What kind of biochemical zombie is this?" Sun Changkong was stunned, showing his surprised little tiger teeth, "Wow, don't come over here!"
Seeing the boy getting closer, she quickly retreated, stepped on the bed, and then jumped onto the somersault cloud. With a "whoosh" sound, the somersault cloud rose rapidly and came to the ceiling, shoulder to shoulder with the Penguin Broadcasting.
Sun Changkong was so scared that he hugged Ji Minghuan tightly and looked at the boy in shock, his little fangs trembling.
"What's going on with him?" she asked, "Can I take out my golden cudgel and hit him in time?!"
Ji Minghuan remained silent and shook his head.
The seventh child of the Salvation Society is actually a lunatic? he wondered.
(End of this chapter)
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