As soon as we left the residential area, a group of people ran over. They glanced at us and then ran away.
Many people were dressed in black clothes and hats, and walking down the street felt strangely odd.
I held tightly to Xie Yuancheng's arm. There were already fires not far away. A man dressed in black smashed the neck of a beer bottle, lit it, and threw it into the house next door.
With the sound of an explosion, the house quickly caught fire, and the people nearby laughed.
Some maintenance personnel arrived, chased away the people in black, and cordoned off the area in front of them with barricades. I saw Xie Yuancheng frowning; he couldn't really want to go over there, could he?
"Gentlemen, it's chaotic inside right now. You can't go over there. Go home quickly."
Xie Yuancheng said with a smile, "We're going to see some friends. We've been scared these past few days, and it's so rare for us to be able to leave the neighborhood and catch up."
"Don't go there. Use social media to chat instead. The young people and some unemployed people there are starting to cause trouble. We just got through a crisis, and now there's trouble again."
Xie Yuancheng thanked him and led me back. I looked back and saw that many places inside were starting to light up with flames.
"Yuancheng, what are you going over there for?"
“There’s something inside. My master told me about it before he passed away. Now I can only see it on the computer.”
"What is that?"
"He said it was amazing, and that we would use it again later."
Maybe it's something to deal with the Crown Prince. I pulled Xie Yuancheng back, and as soon as we entered the house, I urged him to go and turn on the workbench.
"Ying'er, why are you so eager today? Are you planning to do something naughty?"
"No way. If there really were something that could deal with the Crown Prince and the Empress, I'd be laughing in my sleep."
Xie Yuancheng laughed beside me, and I urged him a few times but he didn't move. "You should go and get busy, it would be a pity if you missed it."
I talked for a while before he finally got up, and I sat down beside him curiously to watch him search. The whole city was in riots; the more difficult the times, the more chaotic things became, and there were vandals everywhere.
Where there used to be many people, now you're lucky if you see even one or two.
Xie Yuancheng searched the entire city but still couldn't find anything. I analyzed from the side, "Maybe they didn't enter it into the system, and we need to see it with our own eyes."
Xie Yuancheng shook his head: "Master said they exist in the system, just like us."
"That's strange. Is it a person or an object?"
“Master didn’t say.” Xie Yuancheng tapped his finger lightly on the workbench. “I’ve got it. Their communication is probably broken, which is why it’s not showing up.”
The shopkeeper never tells us anything clearly, leaving us to guess. Xie Yuancheng tried several methods, but none of them worked. With less work today, he began to focus intently on analysis.
He went through everything from the initial trace to the mark when it disappeared. It was full of numbers, which horrified me and became increasingly strange the more I looked at it.
Since it was the shopkeeper who told him, how could there be no clues at all?
I carefully recalled what Xie Yuancheng had said. He said he would only appear in places of riots, but those places were definitely in complete chaos. So I could only watch him work on the projected keyboard from the side.
We were all squatting on the ground against the wall, and Xie Yuancheng was still comparing. I was yawning, propping myself up on my hands. He was so fast that I didn't even see clearly before he turned to the next page.
I rubbed my eyes and heard a loud crash from the wall outside. It sounded very unpleasant, so I quickly checked the security camera footage. Xie Yuancheng was focused on the chaos in the city, while I watched various locations from the side.
"Was that sound just now an illusion? How come there's no trace of it?"
When Xie Yuancheng heard me speak, he stopped what he was doing and leaned over to look.
“Ying’er, you didn’t activate the external mirror and timeline, so you can only see what’s inside.”
I looked closely, and it really was. I readjusted the filter, and when I opened it, a long-winged creature that looked like a dragon appeared in the frame.
"Oh, that startled me." I tossed the keyboard aside. It looked great on my clothes, but how did it look so bad on camera?
Xie Yuancheng picked up the tablet: "Ying'er, it's just a figment of your imagination. Look at you, you can still be scared by it."
"It has wings on both sides and a big belly; it's obviously not a good thing."
"It's a war dragon from the Western world, and it's certainly not a good thing, but it won't hurt you, don't worry."
Xie Yuancheng tried to persuade me, but I kept looking at it. It had absolutely no noble or elegant air about it; the more I looked at it, the more evil it seemed.
I suddenly remembered a weapon in a game called the Dragon Throne, which looks like this – sharp eyes and a terrifying appearance.
"Yuancheng, is this the thing the shopkeeper was talking about?"
The shopkeeper looked closely at the dragon and shook his head: "It shouldn't be. Our Great Zhao is Chinese, we don't have any Western culture at all."
Why don't you give it a try? Maybe it's true.
Xie Yuancheng smiled as he applied the analysis system to the evil dragon. The dragons were either white or blue, or dazzlingly golden, and the worst were black dragons.
This thing is covered in mold, and its color is similar to that of stones and earthworms. It doesn't look appealing at all, and the more you look at it, the more you hate it.
Xie Yuancheng compared them twice, and his eyes lit up: "Ying'er, you are a lucky star, it really is it."
"I just saw it breathing fire and making strange noises, so I went to take a look."
I looked at the comparative analysis chart above several times but still couldn't understand it, so I asked Xie Yuancheng to translate it for me.
He said mysteriously, "Ying'er, you can tell that it is the original form that Master instructed, so you quickly learned what it was doing."
"You're keeping me in suspense again. Tell me now, or I'll throw you out."
I tickled Xie Yuancheng, and he laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. He tapped the screen a few times, and soon the scene changed to something else entirely.
The lights in the room were all turned off, and a projection appeared in front of us, showing the city's firelight. It really was this dragon deliberately creating confusion in people's minds.
"She's not good-looking herself, yet she goes around harming people."
"It's a virtual thing. If it wants to stay in the sunlight for a long time, it can only emerge when everything around it is in chaos."
"Why didn't the shopkeeper accept it?"
Xie Yuancheng sat on the ground with his hands supporting him and his legs crossed: "Master wanted me to put it in a bag, saying it could save a life someday. At first, I thought it was a bird or some kind of flying machine, but I never expected it to be this fire-breathing dragon."
I was shocked when I heard this, and said, "Please don't take it! Yuancheng, it looks too strange. Don't take it. If Yu'er sees it, she'll cry her eyes out."
Xie Yuancheng tapped my forehead: "You were the one who cried so much when you saw it, and you even dragged Yu'er into it."
I nodded hastily. At a time like this, I couldn't be proud; he had to agree! Xie Yuancheng was frowning, and I followed his gaze. Seeing my pitiful state, I decided not to accept it.
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