About three minutes passed after the spacecraft crashed. During this period, Gongsun Ce confirmed that the materials and Wowoo in the ship were still alive, and successfully saved Servais's wooden spaceship. The platinum shell of the thing looks fashionable and advanced, like a huge drop of water, and has nothing to do with wood. Then he walked into the bank, frightened the frightened robbers, and sat down peacefully on the chair with Qiluo.
"I feel like I'm starting to adapt to this place." Gongsun Ce said, "I'm sure that the methods of the Sky Capital will work here."
"Fist is right is a universal rule in any corner of the world." Qiluo said.
"That's not necessarily true. At least superficial etiquette will be maintained in many places." Gongsun Ce sighed, "I'm sorry, old man, I know you have a lot of doubts... I also know you guess that I am a person with super powers... But don't call the police yet, okay? ?”
The old priest held a large communicator in his hand and looked as weathered as his face. His performance was relatively calm, but most of the citizens of Sky City began to scream at this moment.
"No problem, kid." The old priest looked at the sky with a strange expression. "You can finish the things at hand first. I don't think anyone is in a hurry."
In the sky, martial artists and rangers were fighting happily. Qin Qianbai leaped between the magnets with a long air knife in his hand, beating Sevis until she screamed wildly. "I'm warning you, flat girl!" the female ranger yelled, "If you don't listen to me, I'm going to call a lawyer...ah, I'm going to do it for real!" She ducked to avoid being swept by the long knife, and she didn't know where to get it. A hand ax glowing with purple light can be used to chop with a raised hand. "Then you can't keep it, you know?"
Qin Qianbai's long air sword was cut off in the middle by the purple hand axe. Instead, she moved her hands, causing the broken long sword to transform into two sharp swords, one long and one short, and slashed at Servais like scissors.
"Look, look, this is a cross-cut in anticipation of a counterattack. I'd really like to see what you're really like."
"Hey...you are quite courageous!"
Servais stopped dodging, she raised the revolver horizontally and aimed at Qin Qianbai's heart. On the gun body, which is as exquisite as a work of art, many inscriptions in ancient common language shine together.
The light of the inscription flashed away, and the surrounding light also dimmed and disappeared. The clear sky under the blazing sun was as dark as night, and the colorful magnetic tracks around it lost their color. All areas near the bank fell into unexplainable darkness, as dark as the depths of a nightmare. All the colors and light were absorbed by the gun, turned into bullets and filled into the magazine of the revolver. The ranger was about to pull the trigger, and Qin Qianbai's intuition sent a dangerous warning sign at this moment!
"That's it."
The wind howled and there was silence.
The gray-haired and white-clothed superpower appeared in the middle of the two fighting people as if teleporting. He grabbed the muzzle of the gun with one hand and blocked the two swords with the other. Qin Qianbai turned his swords back into the air and gave him a look that signaled the end. Gongsun Ce understood what this meant.
——The temptation is over, she is not Colorful Girl’s accomplice.
Gongsun Ce released his gun and winked at the ranger.
"I think you are right, Miss Servais." He said gently, "We all meet casually and get together, so there is no need to get serious. Let me deal with the accident first, and then we can discuss how to deal with this matter. ?”
Sevis smiled softly: "For a superpower, you are so calm..."
I never expected that someone as impulsive as me would be judged for being calm one day.
"A man who has experienced a lot is rarely in a hurry to get angry."
Gongsun Ce imitated the tone of the uncle in the Hezhong movie, and after leaving these words, he flew towards the wreckage of the Morning Star. Servais looked at his back suspiciously, then turned to meet Qin Qianbai's expectant eyes.
"If you don't want to discuss it, we can continue fighting."
Servais twirled the revolver in her hand and put it back into the holster on her waist.
"No. No. I don't want it." The ranger looked shrewd, "I don't think you are serious stowaways. I won't fight if there is no benefit."
"The word serious has nothing to do with stowaways, Miss Ranger."
The two jumped from the magnet in the air and landed back in the messy bank. At this moment, the Dawn Knight had taken the first step. She arrived near the battlefield between Shigure Rei and the colorful-haired girl, and carefully observed the looming battle. The chaotic time and space made the vicinity of the ship seem like infinitely overlapping and heavily broken phantoms. She lay on the ground with stars in her eyes - pitiful The water-patterned giant salamander glanced at it accidentally and almost gasped.
Airandia saw the opportunity for the time flow to return to normal and spoke: "Miss Shigure, she is not hostile."
"Yes, I can see it too..."
Rei Shigure appeared next to Alandia with a particularly strange expression: "She didn't even attack me."
The overlapping and chaotic world like a thousand-flower mirror was shattered at this moment, and the environment was restored to its original state in a swirling world. The girl with colorful hair turned her back to the two of them defenselessly, squatting in front of Wawu and poking its head with her fingers.
"...A derivative species from the experiment." The girl whispered to herself, "It can survive stably, which is very interesting."
"Wawu?" Wawu called out blankly. Its semi-liquid face was poked back and forth by the girl like plasticine. This process lasted for about 3 seconds, and then the girl lost interest and stopped looking at the giant salamander.
She turned around, made the clothes on her left arm disappear, and observed her hand with interest. Horrible changes occurred on her arms. The delicate skin became tarnished, wrinkled, and at the same time grew rapidly and returned to its original shape. The state of youth and oldness is repeated continuously on this hand, as if two invisible gods are using it as a battlefield to compete for the power of time.
"It's very interesting," the girl said. "The Brahma phase, which is different from the order, controls the flow of time, but cannot go back. It adds restrictions to freedom, and you are not doing it thoroughly, which is not good."
"Do it thoroughly?" Shigurei frowned, "Don't be kidding, do you want to be a vicious magic user? You are not really a vicious magic user, are you?"
"Um……"
The girl with colorful hair once again made that unclear grunt. She sat down on Wawu's back. The giant salamander behaved quite docilely and had no objection at all. She started snapping her fingers.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
She hit three times in a row. When the first snap sounded, her entire arm turned into white bones; when the second snap sounded, her hand turned into a brightly colored snake that kept saying "Wow! That’s crazy!”; after the third snap of her fingers, her arm returned to its original shape. The girl with colorful hair seemed satisfied and laughed to herself, shaking her head on Wawu's back and humming a very unpleasant song.
"Huh~huh~dudu~?"
The last time Shigure Rei was so speechless was in the early morning several years ago. Shigure Ringo changed the sound of the radio station in the laboratory to the duet between him and Shigure Genya after drinking. Their fragmented and unspeakable swear words It shocked every researcher and experimental subject.
It is an indescribable feeling of exhaustion. You know clearly that you should be angry or do something, but your reason tells yourself that it is best not to do anything, because once you react, you will be dragged into that. The rhythm of helping the mentally retarded naturally blends with the atmosphere of the mentally disabled. The best way to deal with this kind of person is to do nothing. They will calm down when they lose interest.
The Dawn Knight apparently made a similar decision to hers, but a third person had a different opinion. Gongsun Ce walked over quickly, made a white chair and sat down. He made a white guitar in his hand and played a classic and beautiful melody.
The slightly long prelude seemed to attract the attention of the girl with colorful hair. Gongsun Ce nodded with satisfaction and opened his mouth to sing an old song under the strange gaze of everyone.
“on a dark desert highway?d in my hair?
warm smell of c up through the air?……
and i was thinkihis could be heaven or this could be hell?……”
He finished singing the first few lines and deliberately stopped. The girl with colorful hair listened very attentively and said at this time: "Continue."
Gongsun Ce whistled and continued singing: "Wele to the hotel ia!
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face, such a lovely face?”
He just sang the entire song - a classic old song from the State of Cold Steel - and when he finished playing the last note, Gongsun Ce had perfectly integrated into this inexplicable atmosphere and became a weirdo that others never wanted to come into contact with. one. He performs with experience the second option when faced with weirdoes: the option to join in when you don't want to walk away.
"Go on." The girl with colorful hair said.
"Change to a new one or continue with this one?"
"new."
"You are, my fire? the one, desire?..."
Gongsun Ce changed the tune and sang another song he often listened to when he was a child, and he used white matter to create a bass, rhythm guitar and drums behind him. After singing the second song, Qiluo replaced him as the lead singer. Starting from the third song, Qin Qianbai played the drums. After the fourth song, Rei Shigure eagerly took over the rhythm guitar. Finally, Airandia picked up the bass and started trying to play accompaniment.
This impromptu medley of nostalgic hits lasted for about half an hour. In this half hour, three police cars came and escorted away the unlucky thieves. The old priest, the ranger and the bank employees who were temporarily off duty became the first group of serious people. Audience of the Eight Sutras. Their second audience was a dozen stone balls with legs that appeared out of nowhere. These little things are about the size of a child's fist. They stand at everyone's feet, swaying slightly to the melody of the music.
Gongsun Ce almost ran out of words midway through, and he basically relied on Qi Luo to hold him up. After emptying his playlist of oldies in Lingua Franca, he put down his guitar and announced, "It's over!"
The bank employees applauded politely, the ranger whistled, and the stone balls with legs spread out jumped in place, and then ran away in a puff of smoke.
The girl with colorful hair looked very satisfied. She got off Wawu and tapped the ground with her toes.
The solid bluestone rose like water and transformed into a slightly older convertible car under the girl's thoughts. She snapped her fingers just like she did when she restored her arm, and a new layer of bright, reflective spray paint "slid" onto the outside of the stone car like a living thing. The color she gave the car was a mixture of green and blue, as beautiful as the clear sky reflected in dark glass.
"A new vehicle for you." The girl laughed happily and said again, "It's fun."
After saying this, she turned into a rainbow, and the windshield of the car reflected the rainbow bridge extending from the earth to the sky. She disappeared into the clear sky in the blink of an eye, merged with those colorful magnetic lines, and then disappeared again.
The old priest said "Amen" solemnly, and most of the bank employees crossed themselves on their chests. The remaining few discussed going back and drinking a few bottles of whiskey to calm down their shock.
"Ace, how did you come up with this idea?" Qin Qianbai asked.
Gongsun Ce shrugged: "I accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with strange creatures when I was on Ling Island, and the first one I learned was 'don't think too much and have an easy-going attitude.'
She is guaranteed to be a world-class fighter, and she really likes singing, so why don't I try to have a good relationship with her? "
"What if I fail?"
"Let's talk about failure. It's worth trying." Gongsun Ce looked at the magnetic lines running normally in the sky, thoughtfully, "And we have collected a lot of important information this time... These half an hour was not in vain."
"Isn't that right? You all made a lot of money for nothing." Servais next to her interjected.
The Dawn Knight seemed to be very interested in this ranger, and she took the initiative to ask: "Miss Servais, what do you think she is?"
"Who can say for sure?" Servais had no idea. "Perhaps the totem of which state has become a spirit, or maybe it's the kind of madman who has assimilated with nature, or maybe it's a smart halo spirit... In short, Just don't mess with her, I bet you she wasn't thinking about anything when she hit the boat."
"Only because we blocked her way," said the Dawn Knight.
"That's what I'm thinking." The ranger nodded, "Look, I'm just a ranger. I just want to make a quick buck, and I don't have the sense of responsibility to do anything. If there's nothing else, I'll just..."
The old priest put on the face of an older man lecturing a young man.
"I have to say, young man. The nature of this matter is here. They are superpowers. You are a devout believer and you have power. How can you just walk away?"
Gongsun Ce couldn't hold back his curiosity: "Old sir, how did you know that she has a pious faith?"
The old priest said matter-of-factly: "She fought with a holy revolver and a holy axe, and she wore a holy trench coat behind her. This was a physical pilgrimage, more profound than studying scriptures."
Shigure Rei started to snicker when he heard this, and Servais bared her teeth and claws: "Why are you laughing? What's wrong with having some spiritual sustenance! You can't have some faith when you are just messing around?!"
Gongsun Ce held it in for a long time, then said with a strange expression: "...the sacred objects of your sect are quite unique."
The old priest obviously did not intend to give up. His strong sense of social responsibility prevented him from shrinking in front of this group of extraordinary young people.
"Okay, kids. I am Vincent Slock, the priest of Fular Street Church in Caishi City. You know how sensitive your identity is. This is something that cannot be ignored. Both the church and the official need a reasonable explanation of."
Gongsun Ce stared at this stubborn and stubborn old man, and felt more and more familiar with this man, especially his last name. "I'm sorry, Mr. Vincent, do you have any relatives working in Sky City?"
"You want to involve the family?" Vincent was very wary, "I have been away from the family for more than 20 years, don't involve me in this."
"That's not true. I know an old gentleman who has a temperament very similar to yours. He is very enthusiastic about education. His family is relatively wealthy..." Gongsun Ce considered his words, "And his hair is sparse."
"Do you know Onoville?" Vincent stared at the young man's gray hair and glasses with his eyes wide open. "Oh, my God! Are you the one with super powers?!"
Gongsun Ce smiled quite reservedly and proudly.
"But how could someone like you crash?"
Gongsun Ce's smile almost failed to hold on, as the ladies' disruptive laughter sounded behind him.
