Chapter 21 Accomplice

Asimov listened to Ya's "other ideas." He was the only one who seemed to be listening—Xian Ning buried his head in his stomach. Vabra rested his chin on his shoulder, smiling exactly as he had five minutes ago - many surprising things had happened, but the most surprising thing was still why that smile hadn't matched his. The faces grow together.

Only the little fish picker listened to the words of the other little fish picker. But he shook his head before he finished listening.

"There are no clouds in the sky at all," Asimov said, sitting down on the ground, as if he was really disappointed with her. "Those are your fantasies. Idiot."

"You're the idiot!" Ya was stunned for a moment and immediately retorted. "That's where I come from! I can see the castle in the clouds every day!"

"What you saw was an illusion." Asimov curled his lips, supported his head with one hand, and looked like he had lost interest:

"Uncle Willy Shaw said. If you want to see something too much, you will see it. You want to see those castles, princesses and stuff like that too much. You are too bored. Think you have seen it. Castle, I thought there were princesses begging to come and play with you every day. But that’s not true.”

"It's true! You idiot!" Ya was furious. "Then tell me! Where did I go after being launched?"

"I picked you up on the top of a hill. On the top of a hill. There was nothing there."

Asimov spread his hands. "So you may have been on the back of the mountain, at the bottom of the mountain. In the cave... Anyway, you have been staying there! Why would I know such a thing?"

"You don't know and you're talking nonsense!? Uncle Willy Xiao said, don't talk nonsense about things you don't know!"

"Oh. Uncle Willy Shaw never said that. Absolutely not." Asimov chuckled.

Ya stared at him and gritted her teeth. Asimov was such a big bastard who could tell lies without blushing. How could she be considered crazy? She would be the one being launched into the clouds! He should have been launched a hundred times.

"Who is that?" She turned to Xianning and was so angry that she forgot his name for a moment. She looked at R Supplement 32 and Wabra again for help. "I was picked up by you in 'Calyx'. Right! You have to help me testify..."

"Then what's the point? Don't turn to the devil for help in desperation, little girl." Vabra's words still made her unable to understand.

The polycrystalline newsman rarely moved. He slowly took out a notebook, glanced at it and put it back: "There is no record of the location name."

Xian Ning grumbled vaguely, still lower than Xiao Xiami's voice.

Ya was very angry.

Asimov looked at her proudly, with a typical "obedient" expression. Ya snorted and walked to the side - to be precise, from the side close to Asimov to the side away from Asimov. "You have to be on duty. Tomorrow morning." She also heard him saying proudly behind her.

Ya ignored him, squatted down and poked "Zhi" in the forehead.

Obviously, the owners of "Chu" show no signs of waking up. If he had, he would never have allowed anyone to poke him in the head like that.

Ya persisted in poking the dark brown forehead full of wrinkles and scars. She ignored anyone who sat next to her.

"...It's me. My name is Xianning." The guy sitting next to her whispered. Ya didn't raise her eyes. "I smell it." This sentence immediately made the boy panic. He grabbed a tube from his hat and sucked air through it. "Do I smell...?"

"The smell of an accomplice." Ya said listlessly. She stopped, rubbed her aching fingers, and stared at the ground in a daze. She was in a daze for a while, then turned her head and stared at Xianning: "Why are you still here?"

"...I want to say it! Because I want to say..." Xiang Ning was at a loss and almost choked himself to death. Ya would soon become impatient with his appearance. But luckily he continued:

"...clouds," he said. "I know. There are clouds in the sky."

He took a deep breath. "There is a castle above the clouds. It's called Steam. There live in it...well..."

Xianning began to hesitate again. But this was enough for Ya's attitude to change from heaven to sea.

"That's right. The goddess of purity lives inside. Just like Grandpa Zhi said! So you are not Asimov's accomplice!" She became happy and hammered his shoulder. "We should go to Qi'an to find the goddesses! They will restore the flood! That's what I'm going to say! Hey. Did you listen just now?"

"…I heard it. And I said—"

"Great. Great." Ya clapped her hands. "Then tell him now. We won't go to that weird palace... That's right! You don't even need to tell him! Ha! Can't you control this ship?" She smiled happily. "Let's drive it straight to 'Qi'!"

Xian Ning looked at her blankly, his nose getting even redder. He pulled another tube from his hat and held it in his other hand.

"Why don't you go?" Ya wanted to push him, but thought better of it. Looking at him, he might really be pushed down by her.

"...This is not a ship." Xiang Ning hesitated for a long time before saying, "This is the prison where Asimov is imprisoned... I was imprisoned in another prison before, by my father... Asimov and I My husband got there through the tunnel between the two prisons..."

He seemed to realize that his words had nothing to do with the current situation, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Ya saw it in his eyes, because the other party was not an accomplice, and his appearance and voice were no longer strange. She decided not to laugh at him.

"It's okay," she said with a smile. "It doesn't matter if this is a boat. Anyway, it saved a few of our lives! It's taking us to find a new savior! Oh, don't be afraid." She gently touched Xianning's chubby cheeks. brim. "You rest for a while. We'll start taking action again later!"

"...Okay." Xiang Ning inserted the two tubes into his mouth and sucked hard, looking like he was about to faint.

The bud swayed here and there, waiting. She stared at Zhi's forehead for a while and decided not to poke him. She was feeling better, though still terribly bored.

"By the way. Where do you come from?" She turned her head and said casually to Xiu Ning, "Grandpa Zhi said that there is no place for anyone else to live here except 'Zhi'! So where do you come from?" of? I must have never seen you, right?"

"'Jie'." Xianning said. "My father is a businessman on that street..."

"Businessman? What is that?"

"Uh...it's the person who provides the service."

"And who is the service?"

"Service is not a person...service is..." Xiang Ning became embarrassed. It was stuck for a while. "'A festival' is a street." He decided to repeat what he had said before. "On the north side of the 'shell'."

"There is nothing on the north side of the shell!" Ya said in surprise.

"Yes. My family lives there. There are also many businessmen."

"No. There's nothing! I've seen it from 'Calyx'! You're lying!" Ya shouted.

…

"Stop," Metz said. Pointing at the picture in the energy pattern. "Stop right here."

"Are you lying?" Yi Cha said with a smile.