"Something doesn't look right."
Ke Qier looked in the direction of amplitude 300.
The Law of Sound structure with an amplitude of 300 stood at a high place, confronting two geometric structures with extremely curved bodies. His big, round head was exposed in the gaps between the staggered beams.
The air is ice-cold and transparent, without a trace of impurities. If you ignore the obstruction, the field of vision can be said to be extremely broad.
Lilac tornadoes are clearly visible in the distance - providing an epic backdrop.
"Uh-huh." Yi Cha responded casually and put a basket that looked like chicken feet back to its place.
He's almost done checking it.
The architectural style here is extremely simple. Just looking from the window, you can see the various functional interiors that perfectly match the body parts of the geometric structures. There were no living things in the room, the containers were all empty, and the tools had indeed not been used for a long time.
It seems that the skyrocketing tides in the past few decades have severely damaged the entire fishing industry at the end of the road, and most of the fishermen have moved away.
But the strange thing is that the remaining fishermen did not stay in their rooms.
He has always noticed that the geometric structures have been stacked on top of each other, with almost no movement. It stands to reason that even if they can't fish, they can still live a normal life.
Somehow it didn't.
"That's right. What else do you want? Except for those low-level auras." He asked Ke Qier.
The angel had previously told him several basic ways to turn on angelic auras - the functions of these auras were not particularly direct, and there was even a more powerful light technique. "But our kind looks better." Ke Qier argued.
"I've told you everything I know, friend. I'm just an angel of power. If you want to learn more, wait until you go to the Source of Order and learn from those classics. There are a lot of good things in Tabomo, do you want to You can look at anything." The angel said softly at this time.
His eyes were still glued to Amplitude 300, and he paused for a moment, his tone laced with worry. "I really don't want to lose our records officer. Look at it. He seems to be in trouble."
Yi Cha raised his eyelids and took a look.
Amplitude 300 was facing this way, with two large, crystal black eyes looking at them, their gazes reminded him of some kind of pet.
Then he turned back and said something to the two octagonal curve fishermen.
One of the fishermen backed away.
The spectators who were stacked on top of each other were moved to another horizontal platform in the air.
There was only one fisherman left to confront Amplitude 300.
The arms, legs and body with an amplitude of 300 are similar to soft pillows of different shapes, connected by rope-like limbs as thick as a finger in the middle. Although they are large in size, they seem to have no offensive power.
On the contrary, the fisherman's body lines on the opposite side turned smoothly, and the sharp angles were sharp and clean. There was not a single extra part in his body, and he stood there like an unparalleled magic weapon.
Soft Pillow roared, and then almost at the same time as the Unparalleled Divine Weapon, they rushed toward each other.
"Oops! Why did they start fighting? What did he yell?" Ke Qier shouted worriedly.
"He said, 'I'm going to start recording. Amplitude Three Hundred decided to capture the secrets of the Octagonal Fishermen for the two angels.'" The original voice was very emotional, but Yi Cha's repetition was very emotionless.
"Oh~ What a good boy. He can definitely do it." Ke Qier's golden eyes were filled with emotion.
At this time, the two structures were wrestling together, and Amplitude Three Hundred was clamped under the armpits by Two Stars, and they were pulling his opposite leg desperately to make him slip.
The two stars on the pendulum remained silent, and the four feet on the other side were propped up diagonally on the ground. The four grabbed legs were quickly pulled out and kicked in the air. With a muffled sound, he kicked Amplitude 300 hard on the chest, knocking him After kicking him a long way, he slipped for several meters after landing.
Angel covered his face. "oops."
Yi Cha frowned and looked twice, and found a clue. "They're not wrestling."
"Wrestling?"
"A movement."
"Sports? We only have one kind of sport there. The Holy Spring..."
"Holy Spring Rolling Ball. Uh-huh. Besides, it's not a sport at all."
"Why not? Exercise is a pleasant competition, and you can move your body at the same time."
"Okay. You might as well take it with a grain of salt." Icha shrugged. "But don't say that over here. 'Let's play sports' is just another way of saying 'Let's kill each other in the most uncool and inefficient way possible.'"
As they talked, the two constructs fought another round.
Although Amplitude 300 was kicked very far just now, he did not fall off the beam. He staggered forward and pounced on him again. This time he was punched directly in the front, and one of his eyes was hit to the back of his head.
"It's so flexible." Yicha sighed. "That's almost it. Let's go over there and take a look."
"Uh. Is it appropriate?" Ke Qier was a little hesitant. "Our kind..." He scratched himself. "Image."
"It's okay. Fishermen used to receive tourists all the time. It hasn't been long now. Don't forget, the public plane passage is here, no one will make a fuss."
Yi Cha waved his hand casually, flapped his wings and took off. "And we are here to be spectators. If there are no spectators in sports, there is no point in killing the opponent."
"Ah. But I don't want our record officer to be killed."
Even so, Ke Qier still followed and flew up.
…
They landed next to another wave of spectators composed of fishermen in the octagonal curve. The fishermen shrank aside.
The battlefield of the two structures is on the lower beam next to it, and can be seen clearly from here.
Amplitude 300 was knocked away again, his eyes were misplaced at strange angles, his stomach was scratched several times, and the wounds began to heal. The grille is also tilted to one side, and the lines on it are stretched a lot.
"Stand up. Little sandbag, let's do it again." Bainiao Erxing stood gracefully on the spot. He was unhurt.
Amplitude 300 tried to stand up, but ended up sitting softly on the beam like a little bear that hadn't had time to grow its claws.
The fishermen laughed loudly.
"Hello. I need to interrupt you."
Ke Qier immediately found the fishermen leader who had been separated and politely asked, "He just came to ask a question for us. I hope this movement can be brought to an end."
"We didn't agree on this beforehand." The fisherman leader said in a cold tone. "But the sandbags are very strong. So you might as well be careful. It's just that if he loses, he has to compensate us."
"Well."
The next second, Ke Qier told Yi Cha the good news.
Yi Cha said nothing.
The amplitude of the field slowly climbed up to 300.
"You still won't admit defeat? Little sandbag." Bainiao Erxing put a hand on his slim waist with dense curves. "Of course. There's no point in admitting defeat. I won't let an opponent go."
"Then you still ask." Amplitude 300 said - his voice was now full of coughing noises.
Bainiao Erxing looked calm and walked forward slowly. "All kinds of loser postures can comfort my heart. After all, I haven't found this kind of fun for a long time."
"Hey. The recording officer on the other side said he would never let us go." Ke Qier whispered to Yi Cha.
"Sports spirit." Yi Cha said, finding a comfortable place to sit down.
Beep!
The amplitude is three hundred and the buzzer sounds.
"I'm going to..." he said. I can't hear the last two words clearly.
"What?"
"I'm going to record it." Amplitude Three Hundred said.
"Record?"
"Little sandbag. Your brain is really broken. Is the chip burned?" The fishermen watching on the side laughed.
"I'm going to record it." Amplitude Three Hundred suddenly turned over and bounced up, his eyes flashing red.
He stared at the pendulum star. "I will record it. In the next second, you will be knocked off the court by me, and five of your eight legs will be broken. The amplitude is 300 and I am ready to beat you."
