Chapter 176 Chaos Block No. 13 (33) Lin Li’s Skills: …
In the early stage of being parasitized by the Tongxin vine, the effect of Blocker No. 04 was significant. After 1 hour, his green skin faded and he returned to normal appearance.
There are still some symptoms. Bai Jie is a little confused and he thinks he is a plant.
All the food that was delivered was knocked over, and Bai Jie shouted incoherently: "Water! Fertilizer!"
"Shut up!" Hei stuffed a steamed bun into Bai Jie's mouth in a bad mood, "Eat it, or you'll starve to death!"
"No! We need fertilizer!" Bai Jie threw the steamed bun on the ground.
Hei took a deep breath and reminded himself again and again: Bai Jie was parasitized in order to save me, Bai Jie was parasitized in order to save me.
She went downstairs and got a bowl of porridge and a funnel, intending to force the porridge into her mouth. But when she opened the door, she took a step back in shock.
The flowerpot was knocked over, the ground was covered with mud, and Bai Jie was burying one foot in the mud.
"What are you doing!" Hei shouted.
Bai Jie: "I am a plant. If I am not buried in the soil, I will die!"
As he spoke, he smeared his two muddy hands on his face, making it look like a clown.
Hei laughed helplessly and made a decisive choice - he took out his mobile phone to record the video.
Bai Jie did not protest. He buried his feet in two flower pots and finally calmed down. With his clown face, he made a "yeah" gesture to the camera.
"When you wake up, you will cry and beg me to delete this video!" He Yi shouted behind the camera.
Bai Jie dragged two flower pots and moved to the window, where there was sunlight. He put his hands together, made a prayer gesture, and devoutly accepted the sun's bath.
Hei held him down and fed him half a bowl of porridge, figuring he wouldn't starve to death for a while. He went back to his room to do his homework.
As I was writing, I felt a little worried, so I moved the homework book to Bai Jie's bedroom and wrote while watching him.
"What is that?" Bai Jie suddenly asked, glaring angrily.
Hey: “What what?”
"What are you holding in your hand?" asked the white medium.
Hui held up his homework book in confusion: "This? Homework."
"Paper! You humans make paper from plant bodies!" Bai Jie dragged two flower pots and walked over like a penguin. He snatched Hei's homework book and stuffed it into his mouth.
After a few seconds of silence, Hei Yi realized what he was doing and rushed over to rescue her test paper.
"Mine, this belongs to the plant!" Bai Jie devoured the paper ravenously, swallowing it with his neck stiff, "You are not allowed to use it!"
Hoy: ...her test paper was really eaten. Will the teacher believe it?
She held her forehead weakly, took out her tablet, and did the questions paperless. Now, Bai Jie was finally quiet.
After finishing a set of multiple-choice questions, she looked up and saw Bai Jie smiling at her.
"What are you looking at!" Hoey shouted.
Bai Jie smiled foolishly: "You are considered good-looking among humans."
Hoey: ?
Don't bother with fools.
Gao Mengtang said that this half-crazy, half-stupid state would last for about three days. Hei Yi thought about Bai Jie's violent look after seeing these videos three days later, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Bai Jie asked with a smile.
Ho Yi: "Laughing at you like a fool."
"I'm not a fool. Only humans have fools," Bai Jie put his hands together and raised them above his head, "I'm a thriving plant."
"I hope you think so in three days." Hei snorted and continued to work on the test paper. Bai Jie continued to eat her test paper.
Hei put his cell phone on the bookshelf, stuffed the test paper into Bai Jie's mouth, asked him to eat more, then stood beside Bai Jie, grinned, and made a "yeah" gesture with his hands.
*
The evening news reported on the Tongxinteng outbreak this afternoon, and the host reminded residents of District 13 and Yingzhu District to reduce going out.
The blockers in the pharmacy were sold out, and scalpers sold a bottle of blockers at a high price of 3,500 yuan.
In addition, the number of missing fifth-class citizens is increasing, and witnesses say a large snake has appeared in the city. This is obviously Hydra attacking players who bought tickets to sneak across the city.
Gao Mengtang, Wei Wei and Wei Xiangchen sat on the sofa watching the news.
"The whereabouts of Meng Fei, director general of the Bureau of Epidemic Prevention and Control, is unknown, and search and rescue teams are searching for him with all their might," the host said.
Gao Mengtang broke off a broccoli and put it in his mouth to chew: "Awei, have you thought about how to go back? You should be back to normal tomorrow."
Now, Wei Wei is pretty much his original appearance, looking both male and female, and can use simple skills.
"To use an old-fashioned excuse, amnesia," said Wei Wei.
After the news ended and a commercial, a pink screen flashed and the host excitedly shouted: "Next we will broadcast a special program "The Rising Star in the Court of Justice: Meng Fei""
Wei Wei paused while smoking.
"I just found out today that Chief Meng actually had such a past..." In the scene, Huang Xiaoxiao burst into tears. Next to him was the patrolman who had just been fooled by Wei Wei in the afternoon.
The two men retold the story made up by Wei Wei and took out the lighter to show it to the audience.
"What is Yue Fan's creed?" Wei Xiangchen asked, "Swindle and deceive?"
Wei Wei: "Compared to the black gulls' bows are put away after all the birds are gone and dogs are abandoned after the rabbits are dead, we are inferior to them."
Gao Mengtang exclaimed, "Awei, you are so pitiful."
Wei Wei: "...Please stop teasing me."
After a pause, Wei Weiling suddenly came up with an idea: "I have thought of a way to return to the court. Although it is not rigorous, it is very mysterious. The more unpredictable something is, the more awe-inspiring it is."
"What method?" Gao Mengtang asked.
"Lin Li's skill [Entering Dreams]" said Wei Wei.
They found Lin Li, who was trying to find a sign of the future among the dirty clothes piled on the floor. Wei Wei's mysophobia got the better of him, so he summoned three black clay puppets and cleaned the room at the speed of light.
"I need your skills." Wei Wei found the crystal ball in the forest among a pile of debris, "Wei Xiangchen, please cooperate with me, old man."
Wei Xiangchen was so angry that his soul turned pale: "Wei Wei, is this the tone you use when asking someone to do something for you?"
[777 Prophet] Skill [Dream Entering]
Skill Description: People are like autumn geese, bringing news, things are like spring | Dreams leave no trace
Weave a dream, a range skill that can radiate all players or NPCs in the area without leaving any traces. The person who is dreamed of has no way of knowing whether this is a skill or a hint from heaven...
This means that the energy detector cannot detect fluctuations.
That night, all the employees who stayed overnight in the courtroom after working overtime had the same dream, including the presiding judge An Ning.
In the endless, white space, there was a lonely desk. When I got closer, I saw that the person sitting next to the desk was Meng Fei, whose life or death was unknown.
"Are you okay?" An Ning asked in a low voice.
Meng Fei was buried in his desk, not responding. An Ning walked over and gently patted his desk, but Meng Fei still didn't respond.
"Are you the Emperor?" An Ning suddenly asked.
The reactions of everyone in the dream can be transmitted to the brain of the caster through the connection of the crystal ball. Wei Wei's hand pressing on the crystal ball trembled.
"Your Majesty?" Gao Mengtang was surprised. "Why did An Ning ask this?"
Wei Wei: "I'll explain it to you later."
In the dream, Meng Fei didn't react at all.
An Ning patted Meng Fei's desk, Huang Xiaoxiao hugged his president and cried, and most of the others stood far away and did not dare to get close.
Suddenly, the desk exploded.
The rumbling air waves were so similar to the day when the sewer exploded.
An Ning raised her arms to block the blast. After the explosion, she saw Meng Fei standing in the void with his back to her. Under his feet was an endless stretch of white checkered floor.
"Is this my fate..." Meng Fei murmured softly, "Why can't I resolve the slightest bit of their hostility despite all my kindness?"
The four walls are empty, but Meng Fei's words echo, layer by layer, wave by wave, like waves washing the coast day and night.
An inexplicable low pressure weighed heavily on An Ning's shoulders. She also watched tonight's show "The Rising Star in the Court of Appeal: Meng Fei".
"Meng Fei, you..." An Ning sighed.
The standing figure slowly turned around. An Ning looked up and her breathing stopped.
In the protective suit, Meng Fei's body had been blown into pieces, unrecognizable. His two eyeballs were blown out of their sockets, his nose was flat, and his neck was broken. He smiled gently, revealing a mouthful of incomplete teeth.
"But I will not give up and be a kind person." Meng Fei said, and with every word he spoke, a piece of his protective suit peeled off, revealing his broken body.
Blood gushed out from the cut in his throat, but Meng Fei was still smiling, and pronounced in a way that violated biological common sense: "I believe that the rewards for good and evil follow you like a shadow."
A ball of bright, warm white light gently enveloped Meng Fei's body. His wounds healed quickly and the blood stains on his skin were washed away.
Meng Fei was wearing the black uniform of the courtroom, the hem of his windbreaker fluttering without wind. He raised his arm, looked at his intact arm, and smiled faintly: "Look, the gods and Buddhas will protect me."
The echo of the last word dissipated into the void. The dream ended.
An Ning suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the office chandelier in the dark.
A nonsensical dream.
She took a sip of water and was about to turn over and continue sleeping when the air temperature dropped sharply.
"Meng Fei, soul, come back." Wei Xiangchen said while lying on the head of An Ning's bed. He was in a state of soul without visible form, so An Ning couldn't see him, but could hear his voice.
An Ning sat up suddenly: "Who?! Who's here?!"
Wei Xiangchen just repeated: "Meng Fei, soul, come back."
"Meng Fei, soul, come back."
After three rings, the lounge returned to silence. An Ning sat on the bed, the quilt sliding off her chest.
She heard it clearly, it was definitely not an illusion.
An Ning immediately took out the energy fluctuation detector and scanned it for a long time. There was only a straight line on the screen, motionless.
As the only player in the ghost state, Wei Xiangchen's special situation was not considered when the wave detector was manufactured. Lin Li's skill characteristics will not leave any traces, but will only slightly reduce the spirit value.
"What kind of skill is this...so weird." An Ning muttered, put on a coat, went to the tea room, and made herself a cup of calming tea.
"Judge, you're still awake?" Assistant Wu Yang walked in, rubbing his eyes. "What do you want to drink? I'll make it for you."
An Ning shook her head, made herself some tea, sat down in a chair and took a sip, squinting her eyes and rubbing her temples with one hand: "I had a strange dream."
"Dream?!" Wu Yang reacted strongly. "What dream? Was it a dream in which Chief Meng was killed in a bomb explosion but resurrected?"
An Ning's hands trembled, and the tea spilled on her clothes: "Yes. Did you dream about it too?"
"It's not just me," Wu Yang's voice trembled slightly, "I live in a dormitory with several other people. The eight of us all had the same dream."
In the dead of night, Wu Yang knocked on everyone's door one by one and asked carefully. It turned out that everyone had the same dream that night.
After reporting the situation, Wu Yang added: "I don't think there's any need to be nervous. There is a dream-like skill that has just this effect and it won't leave any traces."
"After you woke up from the dream, did someone whisper in your ear to call your soul back?" An Ning asked. "That person said, 'Meng Fei, soul, come back.' He called it three times."
Wu Yang shook his head.
There are indeed dream-type skills that can leave no trace. But after An Ning woke up, she heard the sound of summoning souls. This is not a dream-type skill, but an illusion-type skill.
But illusion skills will definitely leave energy fluctuations, without exception.
"It doesn't look like a dream-type skill." An Ning whispered, "I heard the sound of summoning spirits."
At this time, a cold wind blew, and Wu Yang shivered with cold. A voice floated over her head:
"Meng Fei... soul, come back..."
Wu Yang's face turned pale, and she and An Ning looked at each other.
"I, I heard it too." Wu Yang said in despair.
It was a little after four in the morning, and the milky white mist had not yet dissipated. A familiar figure walked through the mist. The guard was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting each other. When he saw that person, he jumped up from his chair as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Hello," said Wei Wei, wearing a spotless courtroom uniform. "I am Meng Fei, director of the Epidemic Prevention Bureau. Can you open the door?"
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