Chapter 1021 Chapter 1029 [● [Game Over] ●] Request for monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
"As you wish."
"Professor Moriarty" was indeed not surprised by her wish, and raised his hand to press the button on the table.
Then, as if calling it a day, he said politely, "Well, see you again if we're lucky enough."
Suzuki Sonoko hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help asking the "Moriarty" opposite: "Are you a human?"
Jiang Xia was stunned.
Before he could figure out whether Suzuki Sonoko was cursing or simply asking a question, the game had already ended, and the consciousness of several high school students who were invited to play quickly left and returned to their respective bodies.
In the empty office, Jiang Xia: "..."
...It should be a question.
Anyway, Jiang Xia is Jiang Xia, and "Moriarty" is "Moriarty", so it's not a big deal. He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and quickly returned to his body.
…
A few seconds later, Jiang Xia opened his eyes on the bed.
He yawned and wanted to turn over and sleep more.
However, Jiang Xia was startled when he accidentally caught sight of Noah standing beside him. He slowly sat up and asked, "...What's wrong with you?"
——Originally, Noah looked like a crystal ball.
However, at this moment, there were strands of impurities in this ghost ball, like an insoluble mist trapped in the water.
Noah looked down at himself and was also shocked.
After a moment, it carefully felt the condition of its body and hesitated, "It seems to be the murderous aura after use."
——As a ghost, when running the "game", its fuel is, of course, all kinds of murderous aura.
Maybe it was because he ate too much at once, the murderous aura underwent some strange change, accumulating in the body and turning into this white mist.
…
This was the first time Jiang Xia saw such a strange thing.
He stared at Noah in thought for a moment, then grabbed the ghost and rubbed it, trying to get the white mist-like substance out of Noah's body - no matter what, he had to get rid of the ghost first.
After rubbing for a few minutes, when Noah's eyes were rubbed into mosquito-repellent coils, Jiang Xia finally stopped and looked at his hands.
——Although it was not completely cleaned up, he drew out a wisp of "white mist".
After leaving Noah's body, the "fog" did not disappear, but lay quietly in Jiang Xia's hand.
The soft look of the strands was exactly the same as the murderous aura, only the color was completely different.
Jiang Xia: “…” Theoretically speaking, this seems to be the product of the operation of murderous aura and should have no value.
But, they look too murderous...
Jiang Xia hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but lean out, groped in the bedside table, and found a box of ghost mint that had not yet been involved in the murderous aura.
He tore open the sealed package and tentatively brought the wisps of "white mist" closer.
The next second, the mist, like murderous aura, quickly entered the cigarette box and merged into the ghost mint.
The ghosts gathered around Jiang Xia, looking up at the scene curiously.
…
The strange "white mist" was filled with only two cigarettes.
Jiang Xia took a cigarette out of the box, held it in his hand to look at it carefully, then leaned in to smell it, but didn't notice anything unusual.
So he decided to practice and learn. He looked at the ghosts gathered in a circle and asked, "Try lighting it?"
…Anyway, the “white mist” is just a product of the operation of murderous energy. No matter how it changes, its nature should be similar. At most, it will feel choking after lighting it, and you can just pinch it out when the time comes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia reached for the lighter and lit the cigarette with a click.
The moment the fire started, a vortex seemed to appear out of nowhere. The Mist Tengu, who was originally floating nearby and watching, was caught off guard and was swept over. It flapped its wings and crashed into the smoke.
Jiang Xia was startled, and quickly reached out his hand and pulled the ghost aside.
The Mist Tengu flapped its wings in fear. Jiang Xia held it like a chicken, looked left and right, and then breathed a sigh of relief - apart from being a little frightened and looking a little weak, there was no other problem.
…
However, on the other side of the collision, some changes seemed to have occurred.
Jiang Xia looked down at the burning cigarette in his hand.
I originally wanted to put out this strange cigarette.
But before taking action, Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly paused.
At some point, the appearance of the cigarette changed.
——Originally, it looked like just an ordinary handmade cigarette, rolled with white paper from beginning to end.
However, now, the color of the cigarette had turned black. There were even more light-colored gold lines at the location of the cigarette butt, outlining a pair of folded wings.
“…”
Jiang Xia stared at the cigarette that suddenly became handsome, and looked at it intently for one second, two seconds...
After a moment, he brought the cigarette to his lips as if nothing had happened and took a puff out of curiosity.
Then he was choked by the strange smell: "Cough cough cough——"
Compared to the light plant aroma before, the smoke at this time is like a handful of burning feathers, with a strong smell, like smelling a campfire at close range.
Jiang Xia frowned and put the cigarette into the ashtray beside him, and was about to go drink some water.
But as soon as I stood up, I suddenly felt a weight on my back, as if there was something heavy.
Almost at the same time, the shocked murmurs of ghosts were heard nearby.
Jiang Xia: “…”
Jiang Xia: “?”
He stood there stiffly for a moment, then turned his head silently.
A pair of pitch-black wings came into view. As Jiang Xia turned around, the wings suddenly flapped in shock.
While flapping, Jiang Xia felt his body lighten, and he was actually off the ground for a brief moment.
"...???" Jiang Xia turned his hand back, grabbed his wings, and pulled them in front of his eyes for a closer look, "What is this?!"
Mist Tengu looked at him blankly, then looked back behind him and flapped his wings in confusion: his wings were still there.
Jinpei Matsuda held up his chin and looked at the strange cigarette, then looked at Jiang Xia's wings.
After thinking for a moment, it floated to the ashtray, took a puff of the cigarette while it was still not completely extinguished, then turned its head and looked behind itself.
Two shikigami suddenly flew out from the direction where Jiang Xia was, and landed on Matsuda Jinpei's back. After a while of twisting, they melted into the shape of wings.
Jinpei Matsuda's eyes lit up, he slapped it, and it floated up into the air.
Then after flying half a meter, Jiang Xia slapped him.
"..." Jiang Xia held up this new ghost who was brave enough to try, looked at him for a moment, and vaguely understood something.
He threw the ghost aside, touched his wings with his backhand, pressed the base of the wings, and then knocked on the wing surface by touching and pulling, and realized the problem.
——It’s not that he grew wings, but the puppet clay naturally formed this thing after absorbing the murderous aura.
Moreover, they were different from the things he had made himself with puppet clay - the wings Jiang Xia had made himself before, apart from looking good, had no effect of flying at all.
But now the "wings" have the ability to fly, just like Mist Tengu.
(End of this chapter)
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