Wendy was waiting anxiously at the entrance of a certain alley. Standing in a hidden corner like this late at night, she could hear the sounds coming from the hawker pubs on the street that had not yet closed.
It wasn't because Qin Li suddenly sent her dozens of messages in a row. She had gone through the latest arrangements for her internship. When the Japanese branch continued to rebel and the Cassel trio continued to disappear, she used her best skills to After doing a squatting internship at home, Fei, who was quarreled by Qin Li in the middle of the night, said something and asked her to find an alley near Genji Heavy Industries to wait.
Please! What's the situation now! Wendy couldn't understand it at all, but she didn't expect Qin Li to be a particularly stable person, and she couldn't guess what he was going to do.
It can only be said that for the sake of being a friend, Wendy still came out to pick him up.
Having said that, part of the reason why Wendy, who can decisively kill lives, is so entangled in night walks is that she is afraid of waiting in a narrow space for a long time. It may be the sequelae of loneliness as a child, or it may be some weird things. Urban ghost stories are especially useful in Japan.
For example, right now, she was staring nervously at the entrance of the alley, where the manhole cover was flapping. Wendy retreated directly to the middle of the alley, staring at the manhole cover that kept making noises.
With a "clang" sound, Wendy shuddered and took a step back again.
For a long time, nothing came out of the manhole cover.
Wendy touched the gun she had brought out in a hurry. There were only five bullets in it. She hoped it wasn't some night monster from a ghost story...
"Stop trembling, it's me." A familiar sigh sounded. Qin Li had a cold face and raised his head high, exposing his eyes.
Very good! Wendy ran over in a small step and took the thing from Qin Li's hand. It was the size of two ceramic tiles and was like a messy piece of cloth. Qin Li got up from the manhole cover. His body was covered with dirty things that didn't smell good. of sewage.
Wendy was still wearing a clean coat. She hugged those things and instinctively took a few steps back, covering her mouth and nose.
Strangely, the pile of cloth was not wet at all... Wendy lowered her head to confirm that it was indeed the case. When she looked up at Qin Li again, she found that Qin Li's clothes and hair suddenly became clean again.
"What happened? Do you know how to change your clothes instantly?" Wendy pointed at him.
"What kind of literature did you read again, Mr. Ba? Hurry up and leave." Qin Li laughed, took the pile of cloths, took the lead in running in the alley, and grabbed Wendy who was in a daze.
From the Genji Building behind him, there was intensive gunfire, as well as strange howls that were not human.
Eriyi, who was in the secret room, heard the annoying baby-like screams and cries through the thick and reinforced mechanical door. She put down the TV remote control, picked up the knife, and opened it when she walked to the door. Turned off the bathroom light.
"呲——"
Outside the several-meter-thick door, a knife roared out, pierced through the head of the nearest Deadpool, and nailed it to the wall. Blood and flesh spattered, and the sound that had just been rising and falling settled down for an instant.
The Deadpools retreated one after another, turned towards the body of the still twitching nurse doctor, and deliberately avoided the door.
——
Wendy took Qin Li into the apartment where she lived. After entering and returning to her neat little room, she had the strength to react to a series of strange things from just now to now.
The young man took a bottle of soda from the freezer and drank it. He seemed very pleased with the new taste, and his body was indeed clean and spotless.
Wendy looked at the thing still held in his hand suspiciously. Regardless of how Qin Li became clean in one second, there was no blood on either of them.
The smell of blood that is getting stronger and stronger, mixed with a rancid smell, should be from that thing.
When Wendy came back from her thoughts, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and almost stopped. Qin Li was holding a soda drink and looking straight at her.
This look was very cold, and Wendy trembled suddenly. Why did she feel that the boy in front of her was completely different from the boy who was confused about whether to trust his sister and gave her advice half a month ago?
"What's wrong? Is the smell of blood exciting?" Qin Li said, making Wendy feel even worse.
But she only dared to tell the truth.
Wendy nodded slowly.
Qin Li spread his hands and looked at himself. He had used "Dustless Land". He had long said that this word spirit was very practical and he was indeed clean.
"It's okay, it's not my blood." He was not dissatisfied with Wendy's reaction, but walked past the bed, sat down on the open space, and finally put down what he was holding, "Don't worry."
Worry? What could she worry about? Are you worried about whose blood it is? Wendy was a little speechless and a little scared, but she still came over and sat on the ground with Qin Li, watching him slowly unfold the things in his hands.
"..." Wendy didn't pay attention to the object, but felt the faint smell of blood and looked at the indifferent Qin Li, "Are you going to steal something?"
"Yeah." Qin Li replied in the same way.
"This...isn't this Cassel's order? And how did you rush back from Russia all at once? How long did it take..."
"Of course not. Also, it didn't take long for me to fly all the way without rest."
The conversation fell into silence again. Wendy glanced at the gadgets Qin Li was playing with, and once again locked her eyes on his face. The things on the floor seemed to have been scraped off by him with a knife in a hurry. There were many places where they were folded. It became a bit difficult to separate them, so the young man concentrated on breaking them apart carefully.
"This is... something from the Japanese branch. It looks like wall plaster, or a historical relic left by the descendants of the White King. It is the research material Kassel needs most."
"You violated the school and the secret party. Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"
The young man stopped and finally raised his head. His eyes looked no different from before.
"Impossible, you must stay quiet until you speak next time. I have a way."
Wendy's heart sank suddenly. This guy was not only threatening her, but also dragging her into the water!
But...Wendy quickly laughed easily again, "Tch, you should have told me earlier, I'm not that rigid person."
Qin Li knew that this kind of thing was not a stressful thing for this secretive pervert, but rather a good thing.
As he expected, not everyone from Kassel has the same determination as Angers.
And his current determination is not to let this meaningless reality continue to become reality.
"Stop talking nonsense," Qin Li finally unfolded the mural, "I need experimental objects, come and take a look."
Wendy's eyes lit up when she heard the word "experiment". Then she looked at the mural, which was composed of graffiti with unknown meanings and could not recognize the form at all, and frowned.
"Is this... Long Wen?"
"You are A-level. You should have participated in the last task of interpreting the map of Bronze City. This time, challenge the limited-time interpretation of the plug-in version of Wulu Mingfei. It is limited to the White King." Qin Li also looked down at the mural with great interest. laughed.
Dominated by spiritual elements, the source of power at the end of the world, the White King is the only younger Dragon King related to it.
The products of the World Tree are only dominance, such as Heimdall, who returned before he had time to explore the source of power. There must be a reason for the White King to be the priest of the Black King.
There is a possibility that after the Black King ascended the throne, he did not get all the power of the world as expected. In the creation of the four monarchs, he also experienced the failure experience of Vidfournir, which finally satisfied him. The work that gave him the title "White King", and the only one who could make him heartbroken when a certain work disappeared was the White King who successfully connected with the World Tree.
The Black and White Kings each hold the largest part of the power of the World Tree, and they will become the new "giant trees" in the world.
What a pity. Although contradictory things are united, they can also be in opposition.
In the end, the rivalry prevailed between the pair of thrones.
