Chapter 60: The Justice Card Game: Dragon Explodes Moss

A small golden needle poked a black "".

The End Lawyer pretends to be holding his breath like a breathing creature.

It was a sight that made him sullen.

After making the correct choice under the question and the choice had an effect, I suddenly found that the question had been answered by my opponent.

"What on earth did you do?"

He took his hands off his face.

The red mist flows all over the body. At this time, the gap made by Yi Cha on the left side of the face has been filled, and it looks completely the same as before.

But it has happened after all.

If there is a timeline scythe goblin who wants to cut this timeline on a whim, you will still see the ugly scene of him being punched twice and having half of his face covered with a green top - those little things were originally used as Another plan is prepared.

The lawyer at the terminal looked at the angel-like glowing guy sitting on the back of the chair opposite, and fisted his fist - imagining the time line scythe goblin and the opponent's line breaking apart, and the skin and flesh torn apart.

"How did you stop my turn?" he asked coldly. "Everything is obviously developing in a direction that is beneficial to me. I know very well... I still have a chance. When I still have a chance to achieve the [result], you can't stop."

"I can't? These are the rules you set yourself."

Yicha laughed, laughed, laughed three times. "The judgment of [result] depends on the goal of [result]. The target is me. I judge that you can no longer achieve the [result] that makes me seriously ill."

"But you can't ignore the facts. The fact is that I still have a chance. My round should continue." The lawyer at the end said.

"No. No. I don't 'should' disregard the facts."

Yi Cha laughed sharply, "As for whether I can - of course I can. You know, I am overwhelmed by emotions right now - it is completely your fault. If I had a particularly clear mind and a particularly calm mood At that time, such a subjective decision would not be made in any case.”

"Then I will tell you clearly that I still have a chance..."

"Oh no. I'm not listening. I know what you're going to say. I can't listen right now. Listening to all sides is completely inconsistent with how I'm feeling right now - which makes perfect sense."

Icha raised a hand dramatically.

"Let's make things simple. You should also calm down - it's up to you, as long as you don't struggle with this matter anymore. You didn't achieve the [result], and the penalty points have been paid to you. Fortunately, you still have it. With this annoying 'sensitive weather' effect, you have greatly interfered with me. Maybe this interference can benefit you later. That's it.

"Now I'm going to play my cards."

He waved his hand sharply.

With a wave of his hand, one of the two remaining metal cards on the table in front of him silently activated and slid towards the center of the table.

Open.

rise.

Hanging high.

The smooth card surface constantly reflects the brilliance brought by 'Sensitive Weather', like a soulful symphony - when you think there is a pattern in it, it immediately interrupts it with noise.

On the upper left corner of the card was a conspicuous purple tongue roll logo, with the number "" on it.

[Disgust] Emotional camp.

Reason for loss.

[Event] "Eat the dragon and explode the moss."

[Result] "Eat all the dragon burst moss."

"I'm calm. You don't need to say this. It's just a card. I still have opportunities..."

The lawyer at the end finally wilts down in stages and mumbles - with unavoidable piety.

Yi Cha raised his hands above his head and clapped them three times.

Bah.

A large hill-like, sticky, purple-brown thing suddenly appeared——

The square table was covered with squirming plants like octopuses.

"The [Disgust] card of my emotional camp is played in the form of 'triggering a request event'. The target of the [request event] is you. [Result] - I think we have discussed it, within the scope of reasonableness and morality... I I think it’s okay to finish eating.”

Echa flew to a high place and pointed his two index fingers at the red figure opposite. "Eat. Eat until I'm satisfied."

The terminal lawyer paused.

"You have already earned me some loss value. You shouldn't do this. In order to maximize the benefits, you should use the form of 'triggering the loss value'..."

A large piece of dragon burst moss interrupted him——

By suddenly lifting up its starfish-like leaves, which are covered with suckers, they begin to spit fire rudely.

He grabbed them by their necks—er, stalks.

The plants roared like cracking silk.

Puff puff puff!

Yellow-green smoking pus spurted out randomly.

"I shouldn't. Yeah. I'm a little upset."

Yi Cha avoided these at high altitude and continued the topic lightly. "So I need time to calm down - I really didn't think I would have the time to say this. You'd better eat for a while."

"Please enjoy."

He made a gesture and waved his hand.

Something like a white cloud fell on the head of Amplitude 300, and quickly became dirty and dissipated.

When the dirty cloud dissipated, the yellow-green pus that had just splashed on Amplitude 300 also disappeared.

"Angel, you are so kind." The recorder raised his head and said weakly.

"I have mixed feelings. I'm not a pervert. Don't use that word again." Yi Cha said coldly.

There was a brief moment of silence.

Nothing much happens except for the high piles of Dragon Explosion moss that are actively squirming and trying to explode all the representations of emotion.

Hongying didn't move much and didn't start eating.

Dragonburst moss is not disgusting, and is even nutritious for certain races of fae - if it's not on the table in front of you.

"There's no use in procrastinating. I know that."

After a while, the lawyer at the end smiled reluctantly.

"Did I rush you?" Yi Cha opened his eyes wide - this expression was really unfamiliar to him. This caused him to rub his face vigorously.

"You win."

The lawyer at the end said dryly. "I admit defeat in this small game. It's not because I'm afraid of this thing..."

He pointed to the table - it was too late.

Yi Cha had already waved his hand when he heard the word "admit defeat", and the piles of dragon blast moss disappeared, and it was now in the past tense.

The desktop is clean and tidy.

"Ah. Yes. It's worth admitting defeat. It's already done anyway. Admitting defeat will just make the pointer of the scale dial directly. Right. But you must not have thought that it was not me who gave up."

Yi Cha had no intention of listening and turned lightly in the air. His figure seemed to have regained some form.

"Arrogant..." the lawyer at the end hissed.

"That's right." Icha said.

"Pah!" he said again, as if announcing.

Bada.

In agreement, a small bright red statue holding a white flag condensed out of thin air and fell into the black load-bearing tray.

The small golden needle slides towards the black "" with precision.

The lawyer at the end said nothing. He was silent for two seconds and tapped the table.

All the remaining cards in front of the emotional representatives, and the cards that have been played in the center of the square table, are taken off in sequence, lined up, and arranged with their backs facing up on the shelf at the corner of the table.

Only six standing signs representing emotions were left on the table.

"Now it's time for us to get real," he said.