Chapter 38 I'm fine. Two similar yet different buildings.
Two similar yet different buildings.
I don't know how Li An understood it, but He had no intention of destroying the Twin Towers.
Rather, they are two buildings that seem completely unrelated at first glance.
One is like a church where angels descended, sacred and peaceful; the other is like a palace where demons reside, cold and quiet.
But the black cat stood up, walked half a circle around the two paper buildings, and stopped.
From a certain angle, the two buildings are so strikingly similar that it's not wrong to call them twin buildings.
Then Li An took some time to make a part of the paper island concave, and laid a layer of white paper on the surface of the concave part.
It takes a lot of effort to make white paper translucent, slowly grinding away the thickness of a piece of paper to make it thin and translucent.
But Li An didn't think it was a bother at all. In the whole process of folding this paper city, this little bit of trouble was nothing.
The black cat was annoyed just looking at it. "Why did you come up with such a complicated thing to fold?"
Li An was speechless: "Didn't you give me a bunch of origami?"
Otherwise, she is so bored that she has to torture herself?
I am even more speechless.
How much does this have to do with it?
Now that things have come to this, Li An continues his origami career.
She even gave the translucent paper a shimmering texture, then placed two reflections in the recesses.
In plan, the two buildings are far apart.
But under the water surface, which is infinitely close to reality, the two buildings are very close, losing the obvious distinction in color, and they look more similar.
The only problem is that there are sculpture-like entities on both reflections.
The devil retracted his claws on the church bell tower and bowed his head quietly, while the angel folded his wings on the spire of the palace and knelt devoutly.
They had their backs to each other and neither could see what the other was doing.
The light shines through the paper, and it seems as if the two paper sculptures will flap their wings and fly away in the next second.
Li An didn't add faces to them, so they all have blank features.
Angels and demons, demons and angels.
For a moment, even the demigod couldn't tell who was who.
*
The Hunter Association receives a large number of applications for membership every day, so the number of people responsible for review is so large that it can even form a small department.
Yunyun stretched and started today's review.
First, screen out all those who are not capable enough, then slowly look at the information of each applicant and decide the results of the second screening.
Although the hunting network has not yet been able to operate normally, everyone's information is always stored, so it is not impossible to work without the hunting network.
Yunyun can see all the information that the applicants will not write down.
A childhood friend turned into a vampire? Screen out.
Not to mention blood relatives, even this level of close relationship would not allow one to join the Hunter Association.
So when Yunyun saw a twin sister who seemed to have voluntarily transformed into a vampire, she rejected the application without hesitation.
But before I could do that, new message popped up.
Yunyun took a glance.
[The one with Bai Li as the applicant's name is kept.]
It was a message sent by the minister, mostly in a mass message, to all reviewers responsible for the application forms.
The name seemed strangely familiar. Yunyun blinked and looked up to see the top of the unqualified application form.
The applicant's name is clearly visible.
——Bai Li.
*
There is a meeting at headquarters.
Although there is no hunting network, the internal network for a small number of people can still operate.
Cha Wu rubbed his head. Meetings, meetings, meetings every day.
She closed her eyes and cleared her mind.
A spiritual connection is established.
She opened her eyes, and the floor beneath her feet slowly began to ripple. The entire spiritual space was shimmering, and the tables and chairs seemed to be made of water, with even water droplets dripping from the corners.
"...Are the professionals ready?" He's still thinking about doing these fancy things.
Jiuyi happened to be online and replied: "Not yet."
She hasn't visited the professional since she came back, but when she communicated with her before he disappeared, this guy was still paralyzed in bed, bored to death and harassing his friends everywhere.
Cha Wu found it difficult to understand the thought process of this high-level psychic.
Although she was far from having advanced superpowers, her mental state had not become like this.
She sighed silently, then pulled over a chair and sat down.
Fortunately, the professional actor has not fully recovered, and this time it is just visual mimicry.
Otherwise, according to that guy's usual style, as soon as he sat on it, he would feel a subtle chill in an instant.
Although it is a matter of the spiritual space and will disappear immediately once you leave, the various behaviors of professionals still cause countless people to report complaints.
"Huh—this time it's much more normal, it's just water."
The former victim, the advertiser, patted his chest and sat in a chair with lingering fear.
Cha Wu cast a sympathetic look.
It's hard not to be moved, after all, the last time it mimicked was a cockroach.
This led many people to believe that the professionals were going crazy.
The cockroaches were shiny and slick, and stood as tall as a person. When they occasionally flapped their wings, they would trigger a scream from the crowd that they tried to suppress.
The president was not afraid at all, and even expressed his displeasure at these hunters who were afraid of cockroaches.
The advertiser, as the one who shouted the loudest, was criticized on the spot.
The steel-like hunter almost burst into tears on the spot.
It's better to let him bleed than to live in the same room with cockroaches!
Cha Wu was not too afraid. After all, she was on the front line, which was different from the logistics department.
I have experienced a lot of hardships. Although it is disgusting, I can bear it.
But that doesn't stop her from sympathizing with advertisers.
This guy probably has never been tortured like this in his life. As a high-level therapist, he has always been pampered. How could he have experienced such pain as sitting on the back of a rustling cockroach?
In fact, as an intermediate, Cha Wu is not qualified to attend the meeting.
But her special ability is indeed special, and Kiridori is the first eyewitness to many things, so she also attends meetings all year round.
With this in mind, more and more people attended the meeting, and every once in a while you could hear someone sighing in relief.
The meeting began when everyone sat down in their chairs.
The president slowly emerged from the center of the table.
It was a glowing ball. Fortunately, the lights were off, otherwise everyone would have bowed their heads when they saw the president.
The sphere is actually a complex of the consciousness of all high-level hunters. As an existence without preferences, shortcomings, or desires, it is undoubtedly the most suitable president.
The person who created this consciousness ball is simply a genius. To this day, the consciousness ball is still being updated and iterated. Every time a new high-level hunter appears, it will bring a little new change to the president.
The president spoke: "The main thing is to discuss whether Bai Li can join the association."
The ball was round and full, and the aura of a great general remained unmoved. It said solemnly, "Jiuyi, you speak first."
*
The meeting ended quickly.
This is also the consistent style of the Hunter Association. Things that can be resolved in five minutes will never be delayed until the sixth minute.
Jiuyi arrived at the nursing home, registered and entered to visit a friend.
As soon as I entered, I saw a person on the lawn, sitting in a wheelchair, being slowly pushed by a caregiver behind him.
The warm sun shines on the wheelchair, but the person with limited mobility looks hopeless, slumped in the wheelchair, making people feel that she will slowly slide down like something in the next second.
"How are you?" Jiuyi walked over, took over the position of nurse, and pushed the wheelchair back.
The "professional suicidal person" said sadly, "I'm fine."
"Every day someone pushes me out for some fresh air."
The rumor made it sound as if a group of people had locked her up.
Jiuyi knew that she didn't like to bask in the sun, and because of this little preference, she always had some minor health problems.
When nothing happened, no one took it seriously, but when something happened, they suddenly became nervous and forced her to go out every day.
The professional was angry: "Isn't it just that my mental network is more divergent?"
"They've all made me feel like I'm losing my mind. Every day someone comes to comfort me, and then tries to trick me into thinking I shouldn't do such weird things next time."
Even among the advanced spiritual system, there are still very few who can diverge to the point of creating a cockroach chair.
Jiuyi listened to this guy complaining with an expressionless face.
The wheelchair was pushed into the building, and the professional couldn't wait to jump on the spot, without any awareness of the need for a wheelchair user.
"Ah--" she screamed, lifted her right foot into the air, and limped along with her body disabled but her mind strong.
Jiuyi: "...Your foot isn't healed yet?"
Then why are you in such a hurry to get out of here?
Professionals strive for self-improvement: "You don't understand, it's so sad not being able to keep your feet on the ground!"
Would it be better to just keep one foot on the ground?
Jiuyi sighed, picked up the wheelchair and followed her, watching her jump and climb the stairs with difficulty.
Without even turning around, the professional asked her, "By the way, when will that kid come to the association?"
The spiritual space was mainly constructed by her, so of course she was completely defenseless against what was happening inside. She also knew that the meeting had approved Bai Li's application with a majority advantage.
Jiuyi followed behind to prevent the professional from slipping and falling and damaging the potted plants in the stairwell.
"Tomorrow."
Although he didn't ask Bai Li, Jiuyi had a hunch that the child didn't want to stay at home anymore.
"Are you the guide for the newcomer?"
"See if she chooses me."
The professional laughed and said, "It's good."
She finally jumped back to the ward with her indomitable will, collapsed on the bed and turned over beautifully.
As early as nineteen years ago, when Jiuyi just joined the association.
Her leader is a professional suicidal person.
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