(What's going on, Arlandia?!)
(Mr. Douglas turned into a beast, and the Shadow Mist barrier reacted automatically and absorbed him to protect the safety of citizens.) Airandia said.
(What does it protect? This shabby barrier has pulled us in!)
(This was supposed to be a precise and fast containment, but when the Holy Fire Armor was damaged, the barrier was no longer stable, and people around him were also implicated.)
(Ah, I’m so embarrassed. The old leader seems to have actually mentioned it... What does this mean?)
It only took a moment for the two to communicate before Douglas in reality launched a surprise attack. Gongsun Ce made a quick decision and used telekinesis to push the police officer and Felice far away.
The frantic Douglas howled repeatedly, his ugly face like an old zebra, a bit of golden light condensed in his hand, turning into a severely distorted oil lamp as huge as a hammer head. The mouth of the lamp sprayed blood-like filthy smoke, spraying violently with his movements.
"I want to live...!" Douglas howled crazily and threw the lamp at Gongsun Ce, "I want to live!
Take all of you—"
"go away!"
Gongsun Ce clenched his right fist and struck out three invisible punches in a row, knocking back the alienated Douglas several meters away. Criqui stood beside him and whistled: "Young child, you have turned into a beast."
"What is animal transformation?!"
"It just turns into a beast of desire." Krikki made a face, "If you have too much desire and you are a void form user, of course it will cause the erosion of the void realm and turn into a big monster all of a sudden."
"Ouch!" Douglas fell on all fours and charged over like a real beast. Crikey dodged to avoid the impact, as agile as an acrobat. "Hurry up, sir~ Otherwise he will be completely included in the Shadow Mist City and fight with your knight friends!"
"Shut the fuck up if you don't want to help!"
Dozens of telekinesis ropes were shot out, tightly binding the furious Douglas. Three invisible spears shot out and penetrated Douglas's body. The smelly blood splashed in the mist, and the horse-like head twitched due to severe pain. "Calm down, Douglas!" But the stimulation of blood made Douglas go crazy even more seriously. He rolled around Gongsun Ce, who could not be defeated immediately, and ran towards Phyllis and McDonald in the distance!
"no no!
! "Help -!" "
The alienated oil lamp created turbid waves in the swamp. Before the two were smashed into pieces, Gongsun Ce made them fly into the air in time.
(How to fight, Alandia?) Gongsun Ce roared filial piety in his heart, (Smashed his lamp?)
(That will damage Mr. Douglas's mind and put him in a near-vegetative state. Please try to snatch his oil lamp.)
The boy in black ran to Douglas himself and attracted his attention from right in front. "Ouch!
"Douglas, who transformed into a beast, raised his palms and slapped them wildly. Every blow made a big crater in the mud like a mine explosion. "It's a bit slow, old man! "Gongsun Ce, who was accelerating with telekinesis, quickly dodged the attack. He saw the opportunity and stepped on it, hitting Douglas's right arm before he had time to retract it. "-Ouch! "The powerful kick knocked Douglas' right hand directly to the ground, and the telekinetic punch hit Douglas' head, chest and abdomen at this moment, causing him to completely lose his balance.
The alienated beast fell to the ground, and the giant oil lamp came out of his hand, and was caught by Gongsun Ce with telekinesis. He unscrewed the lamp cover and saw that the fuel inside was not lamp oil, but various precious jewelry and jewelry.
(Then what?)
(Please do as I say. First...)
Douglas struggled to turn over, his own oil lamp reflected in his frantic eyes. The young man in black took out the treasure from the lamp and threw it on the ground without hesitation.
"-Ouch!
! "
Douglas struggled frantically, but his head was held down by Gongsun Ce with one hand. The young man scooped up the oil lamp and said seriously: "Douglas Birlstone, your impermanence is the oil lamp that fulfills your wishes. And what is your real wish now? It is to protect your own life. , or are you coveting Viscount Buck’s wealth?”
The beast-turned-Douglas slowed down, and the old man's voice could be heard vaguely in his roar: "I want... money... I want... a life..."
"The court may reduce the sentence of the old man who accidentally killed someone, but it will never let go of the greedy beast."
Gongsun Ce put down the oil lamp, took a step back, and used his mind sword to cut off a strand of his hair.
"Be a human or a beast, it's your choice."
Douglas was unable to continue fighting due to the heavy mental restraints. After losing the means of venting his emotions by attacking, his ferocious animal nature gradually fell into disrepair. The alienated oil lamp was placed in front of his eyes. The discarded treasures and the sharp sword hanging above his head stimulated his weak humanity and made him start to think again.
"I……"
A bit of clarity gradually emerged in Douglas's vertical boy. It is the light of reason that is opposite to desire.
The gold and silver treasures in the swamp turned into smoke and dispersed in an instant, and the oil lamp gradually shrank back to its normal size, becoming a beautiful lamp as described in fairy tales. Douglas's body shape returned to normal, turning back into a skinny old man.
The sneaky environment of Shadow Mist City disappeared quietly, and they returned to the real King's Capital. Douglas knelt in his own image, holding his lamp. He whispered: "I want to live, sir... I just want to live."
·
Everything after that passed quickly. Officer McDonald contacted the manpower and tied up the old craftsman in a special straitjacket. Perhaps because the police officer still had a little conscience, he never mentioned the matter of superpowers again after his life was saved by Gongsun Ce, leaving them alone with the time to question Douglas.
"Did Jane Diella order telepathic weapons from you?"
Gongsun Ce asked him about the purpose of his trip. Douglas didn't think much and answered immediately, showing great pride.
"A lamp that can call out shadows. It is a good lamp, and I spent a lot of effort to build it. Knight Jane is the pride of our common people, and I am honored to help her."
"This is..." Gongsun Ce considered his words, "The list that Captain Situ introduced to you?"
"No, I took the job myself. The leader only cares about acting."
"Do you know why she wants this lamp?"
"Is it for secret operations?" Douglas guessed, "Otherwise she wouldn't have come to me for a small role like me to be armed. There are so many better craftsmen in the Knights. Alas, it's a pity that Knight Jane... I I guess that was the result of the failure of the operation, and the big shots were going to ruin her reputation..."
Gongsun Ce opened his mouth, intending to tell the old man the truth, but felt that it was meaningless. He asked with a sense of anger: "You didn't even know what she was going to do, so you just took this order?"
Douglas nodded naturally: "She is a knight."
"Because of this?! The grassroots police officers are so bad, do you still believe in the knights?!"
Douglas looked at him with a strange look, as if he were looking at a foreigner who had made a common-sense mistake. Phyllis on the side whispered: "Sir, knights are different from police officers. They will administer justice... and even I have heard that knights fight monsters every day."
Gongsun Ce didn't know what to say. He remembered that he had been saved by a knight and had no words to refute.
Seeing that he no longer asked, Douglas turned to speak to Phyllis, with a hint of guilt in his words.
"I'm sorry, kid. I didn't really mean to set you up... Sigh. I'm sorry. I thought this would be discovered later, much later in the evening."
Phyllis shook her head: "It's always like this."
"Yes, it's always like this, just like the leader said." The old man said slowly, "In an era as vast as the sea, each of us is so small...insignificant, as small as dust."
Douglas was escorted away. Although he killed in self-protection, he wanted to escape his guilt. His trial won't happen soon because his sentencing will be complicated.
】
Criqui Hyde had been sorting things for Douglas. She just came out of the tent with a large stack of papers in her hand. She flicked it with her fingers a few times and it made a crisp sound.
Gongsun Ce remembered the name of the religious group and asked, "Is this the dogma of your organization?"
"Life is short and as small as dust. One person's power can never affect the overall situation. It is better to find something you really want to do so that you can live a satisfying life."
Criqui raised her right hand and stretched. The cuffs of the long-sleeved shirt slid down, revealing her white and tender wrists like lotus roots, and her neck was tilted up like a swan. The midday sun shone on the smile on her face, which had a youthfulness that suited her age and a soft and decadent flavor. .
She turned and looked at Gongsun Ce: "You did a good job this time. You looked very handsome in the end. Sure enough, a difficult role like a clown is not suitable for you. Why don't you continue to be a detective like today?"
Gongsun Ce took a step to the side: "It's obviously the first time we meet, so please don't speak in such a tone that we are familiar with each other. If you have nothing to do, please allow me to go first."
Criqui's forearm slid down as if weightless and rested on his shoulder. The green-haired girl brought her face closer and smiled. The distance between them was so close that Gongsun Ce could smell a faint fragrance from her hair.
"Don't be shy, I quite like you." Her index finger quickly slid across Gongsun Ce's face, leaving a soft touch, "Smart people are very attractive...Sister, I am just right tonight If you have time, would you like to come and get to know each other?"
Gongsun Ce grabbed her wrist and slowly put it down. He raised one palm and spoke with an unprecedented seriousness: "I am not interested in women with flat breasts. Please allow me to solemnly decline!"
Krikki really couldn't maintain her aura this time: "Hey! Do you want your aesthetic to be so boyish? Are you only thinking about fat?! Look at my waist, my legs, and my pretty face!"
"Oh, that's all secondary. Mr. Gongsun, I will never establish a super friendship relationship with a flat-chested woman in my life!"
"Tch. Lost interest. He's just a brat."
Criqui lowered her eyelids and made a face: "Let's go, let's see you again."
She turned around simply, and halfway through, she heard a voice behind her.
"Please keep Douglas's archaeological results."
"That's not okay. There is also funding from the group leader, so I can't give it to you." Krikki turned around and blinked, "But, haven't you read part of it?"
Has he seen it? When...that drama?
Gongsun Ce frowned and said, "I haven't finished watching it. What's the ending of the play?"
"The ending is that King Morton got the Black Sword of Destruction and used it to repel the evil dragon and protect the kingdom on the island." Criqui waved her hand, "How interesting! You might as well think about it, if the holy sword was not King Morton Forged by Dun, what will the real story be like?”
That will be the content of the next drama? Is that the story Situ Yi really wants to play? Not the old myth of the heavenly wheel, but the history of this island...
But Gongsun Ce didn't ask further questions. He watched Kriji walk away without saying a word. He didn't want to know anymore about these stories that had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to think about these ridiculous things anymore. He is very hungry now. He wants to leave the troupe quickly and fill his stomach.
"gentlemen."
At this time, there was a call from the side, and Phyllis had not left yet, standing beside him. The boy put the wooden box down and bowed awkwardly, imitating the gentlemen and lords he had seen.
"Thank you, sir."
Gongsun Ce smiled: "Did he really give you the leather bag?"
"It's true," said Phyllis, "but there's no money in the bag. I stole the fifty pounds from the customer."
Gongsun Ce covered his forehead and shrugged his shoulders. He suddenly wanted to laugh. He thought it was all terribly ridiculous, and everyone seemed to be fools.
He took out his wallet, kept his papers, and handed the whole bag to Phyllis.
"This place is unlucky. Let's find another place to work."
The little boy's eyes were filled with disbelief. Gongsun Ce couldn't help but laugh out loud, like a happy clown. He smiled and walked past the tents to the entrance of the troupe.
Situ Yi, wearing white clothes and a high crown, was standing at the entrance, like a ghost under the sun, but he was also smiling cheerfully.
"Those with high power wield their swords at the poor; those who just want to survive, they lust after wealth; those who wear police uniforms have no justice and glory; those who seem innocent have their own sins; the good knight in everyone's heart, The Taoist who was despised by others for doing evil due to his own desires has become a righteous knight!"
"How much did you intervene?" Gongsun Ce asked.
"You tell me the truth, and I won't tell lies. Everything happens naturally and naturally. I just watch the show and never take action!" Situ Yi laughed loudly, "Is it the cry of a few people? Is it the cry of tens of millions? Human cry of sorrow? When a drama comes to an end, the viewers will have their own answer!"
Situ Yi walked past him and walked to the troupe alone. Gongsun Ce's smile faded little by little, like an actor taking off his mask and no longer laughing. He walked alone on the road in the East End, listening to the children laughing and playing around him, saying how beautiful the play just now was, and that someone died in the tent. The children talked a lot. Some said that the noble master was dead, and some said that the dead man was the old craftsman.
He walked in silence for a while, walked to the white car, and got in. Alandia was still sitting there, as if she had never moved. He took off his hat and threw it on the back seat.
"Do you want to have lunch, Mr. Gongsun?"
"Not hungry."
The white car started to move, they turned around and drove towards the inner city. On the way, Gongsun Ce once again saw the long queues. This time he could see clearly that the queues were all parents or old people with children.
"What team is this?"
"Regular superpower testing." Alandia said. "The population density in the East District is too high, and the official manpower is not enough to support door-to-door services. We can only ask residents to actively cooperate."
Most of the adults who were still queuing had worried faces. Not far away, a family of three who had just finished queuing passed by. The parents had relaxed smiles on their faces, feeling relieved.
Gongsun Ce watched this scene silently as the car passed one queue after another until they crossed the river and returned to the inner city.
"--Oh shit!"
This time, Alandia did not remind him to be polite.
