Chapter 636 Colorful
Yun Zhao saw the person running forward, and as they ran, the bright pink color, illuminated by the sunlight, practically became a moving light source.
Xie Tu watched the "pink shooting star" rush towards him, his face ashen, with only a barely perceptible twitch at the corner of his eye.
"Uncle, have you found it?" Yun Zhao stopped in front of He Guanghai and asked.
He Guanghai smiled and nodded, then pointed to Xie Tu, "Found them, they were all in his bag."
Yun Zhao felt relieved. Xie Tu was always reliable in his work, so she didn't ask about the number of stones. She waved to Xie Tu and turned to walk inside.
"Come in quickly, the clothes are all ready. Change into them and then we'll go eat."
Xie Tu looked up and his eyes met Jiang Mu's.
Jiang Mu leaned against a pillar and shook his head very slowly and with very small movements towards Xie Tu.
His eyes were filled with a heavy warning that "high energy ahead, good luck," as well as a subtle hint of schadenfreude that "you can't escape either."
Xie Tu's gaze swept across his face without any expression, but his steps paused almost imperceptibly.
His gaze swept over Yun Zhao's undisguised bright pink outfit, then caught a glimpse of Fu Mo's dark purple outfit gleaming with a cold light in the distance, before finally settling back on Jiang Mu's face, which clearly showed his resistance.
Everything is understood without words.
However, Xie Tu simply lifted his foot without expression and followed Yun Zhao.
The group arrived at the workshop and saw the finished products of the other three combat uniforms.
The most eye-catching one was the bright orange-red one.
Jiang Mu's eyelids twitched, and after recognizing the other two colors, he spoke first: "The dark blue one is mine."
Xie Tu: "Mine."
Jiang Mu: "Orange-red suits you better, and it matches Yun Zhao very well."
Xie Tu had no way to refute it.
But let him wear that color combat uniform...
The phoenix was overjoyed and flew into the room: "Red! It's red! My color!!"
Xie Tu corrected it expressionlessly, "It's orange, just with a hint of red."
Fire Phoenix: [Also red!]
It had long wanted its main body to wear the same color as itself.
The fire phoenix flew around happily.
Kerry came over when he heard the noise. "That's not yours."
Fire Phoenix stood there, stunned.
As Xie Tuxin put it back, she looked at Kerry and asked in surprise, "You can hear a spiritual being speaking?"
Kerry looked back at him with the eyes of someone looking at a country bumpkin, and pointed at the fire phoenix, "Of course, I heard them playing at the amusement park yesterday, but I prefer the jellyfish with wings."
The little bluebird suddenly turned its head and stared intently at Kerry.
Despite the little bluebird's murderous glare, Kerry silently raised his arm, covered his eyes with the bow on his head, and changed his words, saying, "...that was before. Now I prefer the phoenix."
The little bluebird was comfortable.
The phoenix is the most beautiful and powerful spiritual entity!
Kerry: "...Yes, that's right."
The fire phoenix was also praised, and like the little bluebird, it proudly raised its head.
Yun Zhao repeated, "A jellyfish with wings?"
She remembered seeing it on the wall of the children's hospital.
Kerry: "Ah, little master, you're so clever to have discovered this. Its name is Zhe Ling, and it's a species from the Mistweaver Star."
Upon learning that the orange-red color did not belong to Xie Tu, Jiang Mu, sensing something was amiss, stepped inside and began searching for the base insignia on the clothes.
Upon seeing the orange-red uniform without the unicorn pattern, he slowed down and finally spotted the familiar logo on another dark green combat suit.
The green has a hint of gray; it's a dark color.
It looks normal.
But then I think about the shimmering effect that Fu Heng would have on her back...
Jiang Mu took off his own shirt and said slowly, "I'll change later."
Kerry followed him into the house, tossing the dark blue one to Xie Tu and emphasizing, "This is the closest thing to black."
It disliked black, so it specially prepared a color similar to black for this composed gentleman.
Xie Tu reached out and took it: "Thank you for taking care of me."
Kerry: "?"
Xia Mingang saw that they had all finished choosing, so he went over and took the orange-red one. He didn't seem to mind at all; in fact, he was quite excited. He took the combat uniform and wanted to go back to his room to change into it.
On the battlefield, he will be the most eye-catching and handsome figure!
Xia Mingang picked up his clothes and turned around. When he looked up, he was almost blinded by Yun Zhao's bright pink outfit.
Hold!
I almost forgot there was someone even more conspicuous than him!
Bixi could hardly bear to look. The phantom of the stone tablet slowly appeared and struck him on the head...
Yun Zhao looked down at himself and realized that great minds think alike; it seemed that only Xia Mingang could rival him.
But it doesn't matter, everyone is wearing them, so no one pays attention to her anymore.
"Alright, little master, let's go eat!"
Kerry knew they were leaving in the afternoon, but as a robot, it had no concept of time.
The fact that its little owner had been away for more than ten years was just a fleeting moment to it.
So Kerry said happily, "There's lots of meat for lunch today, all of which are the little master's favorites."
Yun Zhao agreed and urged everyone to go back to their rooms to change their clothes.
...
Inside the restaurant.
The atmosphere at the table, however, was extremely oppressive.
The nine sentries were already seated at the table, their backs ramrod straight, but none of them touched their chopsticks or spoke.
According to Kerry's explanation, the Shadow Clan is an advanced civilization from outer space, whose power far exceeds imagination, and humanity's hope of defeating them is so slim as to be almost hopeless.
And the 5S team went on this mission...
It was almost tantamount to going to one's death.
The sentries are all warriors who have experienced life and death and crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
They are not afraid of death.
But the feeling of knowing that there is an abyss ahead, a war that is almost impossible to win, yet being able to watch helplessly as your best comrades go out and sacrifice themselves, is more suffocating than facing death directly.
until……
Five people dressed in brightly colored, sparkly clothes walked into the restaurant.
Nine pairs of eyes looked up in unison, their pupils reflecting a scene that looked like a spilled palette mixed with glitter. All the tragedy and heaviness stuck in their throats, turning into pure, unprepared bewilderment.
Sentinels: "..."
Jiang Mu didn't want to change now, but Fu Mou was supervising and keeping an eye on him.
He figured he'd have to change it sooner or later anyway, so he gave up trying.
At this moment, the scene in the restaurant became incredibly eerie.
On one side were nine sentries dressed in solemn standard combat uniforms, their expressions somber as if attending a funeral; on the other side were five people with extremely high color saturation, completely different styles, as if they had just run out of some interstellar anime convention.
silence.
A deathly silence.
Xia Mingang was very satisfied with their reaction; the elite combat units should be different!
Yun Zhao didn't want to talk and ate in silence.
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