The interior of the ancient house is spacious and luxuriously decorated. The floor is paved with expensive Persian carpets. The large floor-to-ceiling windows are all covered with dark red brocade curtains to prevent outside sunlight from penetrating. On the roof mural depicting the martyrdom of St. Peter, from the cross A crystal chandelier hangs from the intersection, and the dazzling light falls, casting a thick, dark shadow behind the big-headed baby.
Seeing the extremely aggrieved expression on the giant baby's face, Mengnu, who was lying on the camel leather sofa, slowly sat up with a thrilling sway.
With her long hair hanging down, she comforted her with a rather charming voice:
"Taiyuan, human children are indeed not as tall as you. Even when they grow up, they won't be as tall as you. Compared with humans, you are the real giant."
The big-headed baby still had his mouth flat, and his tender cheeks were full of pity:
"But my classmates said she was 22.5, which is much higher than me."
"Maybe she measured it wrong? Or maybe she remembered it wrong. All in all, our family has the highest Taiyuan."
The big-headed giant baby sniffed and asked toward the corridor where thick black fog was emitting from the villa:
"Does Sister Muxiang think so too?"
After a moment, a mature and hoarse voice emerged from the black mist:
"It's very simple to prove this. When you go to school one day, you can find your classmate and compare her height with her face to face. If she is not taller than you, it means she is cheating on you. Treat cheating Your man, just eat her up.
If she is taller than you, it is not impossible to be her little brother. I am afraid that only weirdos can achieve such a high height. And the fact that she has not been noticed and killed by outside practitioners after growing so tall means that she is either very powerful. Either he has a domineering trump card, such a person is worthy of your friendship. "
When the big-headed baby heard this, he suddenly became happy. He laughed so loudly that the crystal chandelier above his head shook.
"Okay, stop laughing now, class is about to start again, remember to behave well."
The graceful dream girl warned in a soft voice.
"I see!"
The big-headed giant baby replied excitedly, turned around, lowered his head, and stared at the palm-sized computer in front of him.
What appeared in the camera was a delicate little boy with a slightly big head, and there was no other figure around him.
I saw Taiyuan once again immersed in the games organized by the preschool teacher.
The dream girl turned her head and looked at the misty corridor not far away, frowning and asked:
"We are all weirdos. Is it necessary to send him to a human school? What's the point of going to such a famous preschool? I really want Taiyuan to grow up early and directly capture a group of low-level practitioners for him. Can't he just devour it? Why bother?"
As the mist rolled, Mu Xiang calmly replied:
"Taiyuan is special. Unlike us, he was born at the White Shirt level. He has a brand-new mind and has the potential to break through to the Black Shadow level in the future.
Capturing practitioners at will for him to devour is nothing more than trying to encourage others. It will only pollute his mind and increase the difficulty of breaking through the black shadow level in the future.
It is better to let him integrate into the human world like now. With his learning speed, it will take no more than half a year at most to grow up quickly and become an extremely valuable fighting force among us. "
When Mengnu heard this, she turned to look at Taiyuan and said with envy:
"This little guy is so enviable. He has a good background and high talent. He can grow up easily. Breaking through the realm is as easy as eating and drinking. There are old guys like us guarding him around.
On the other hand, I have been busy for nearly two months before I was barely promoted to the red level. I don’t know how long it will take to step into the black shadow level. During this period, I took countless risks. Even I did it yesterday. Halfway through dinner, someone snatched it away for no apparent reason.
Comparing yourself to him would make you angry to death. "
Mu Xiang replied calmly:
"There are gaps between people, and it is normal for there to be gaps between weirdos and weirdos. We must face up to the gaps and make up for them. Even if we may not catch up with the geniuses in the end, it is ultimately a kind of growth for ourselves. .
What's more, even weird geniuses are subject to the current concentration of supernatural power, and the realm they can reach will not be much higher than us.
Moreover, those practitioners may not allow weird geniuses to grow up, which is why I asked Taiyuan to stay at home.
Although his talent is high and his progress is fast, if he encounters those insidious and cunning practitioners, he might be gone in the blink of an eye.
Now is not the time for us to be so weird and rampant, we have to continue to wait and wait patiently.
When the second wave of spiritual waves arrives, we will let the world know who controls this world! "
The dream girl flopped down on the camel leather sofa like a salted fish, two astonishing waves rippled in her chest, and she said lazily:
"Anyway, I don't think about it so much anymore. The spiritual tide and the weird great cause are all too far away from me. Now I'm just thinking about when I can break through the black shadow level. After the breakthrough, what should I do? , Ah! When will God give me a strong, fleshy, energetic little brother?! He can even make me kneel down!!"
Ignoring the little boy wriggling around on the sofa holding a pillow, the misty alleyway asked in a deep voice:
"Puppet, how are you preparing to form the alliance?"
The sound spread far away and penetrated into the closed study, as if it had penetrated an invisible barrier.
The sound of clacking keyboards could be heard immediately and clearly, occasionally mixed with curses from the open mic:
"...How dare you throw yourself into a ridiculous team fight? Do you want to die on horseback?!"
"Labour and management can invest if they want, and it's none of your business? If you have the guts, come over and hit me!"
"You better not give out your address when you are riding a horse, otherwise I will kill you right now!"
"Fuck! Can I still be afraid of you? I live in Building 502, Building 3, Jingrong Community, Chengguan Street! If you can, come and beat me! If you don't, I'll be your grandson!"
"Just wait for me! Grandpa is coming right now!"
…
With a "swipe" sound, the heavy study door was suddenly pushed aside.
A puppet of the same height as an ordinary person came out of the study.
His face is pale and his expression is stiff. His eyes are obviously larger than ordinary people. There is a little black paint in the blue-grey eyeballs. His black eyebrows are thin and curved, with a hint of humor.
The puppet wears a white gentleman's hat with a wide brim and a high top, a single-breasted black morning coat that is short in front and long in back, paired with an Ascot scarf and a wing-collar shirt. If the paint color on the face is not too reflective, , at first glance he looks like a gentleman going to a wedding.
However, at this moment, the gentleman who had just walked out of the study had deep anger in his eyes. The deep nasolabial folds could not stop the muscles on his face from beating. His slender eyebrows even reached his forehead, as if he was trying to control It keeps flying out and stabbing people to death.
Looking at the misty corridor not far away, he held down the brim of his hat slightly and suppressed his anger and said:
"Please give me half an hour to deal with some chores. We will talk about the alliance later."
After saying that, without waiting for Mu Xiang's consent, he rushed straight to the door with great speed, like a gust of wind, he passed through the door and disappeared.
27 minutes and 15 seconds later.
The puppet passed through the door like a gust of wind again and returned to the living room.
Compared with when he went out, his mood was obviously much better, with a usual stiff smile on his face.
After seeing the puppet, Mu Xiang asked in a hoarse voice:
"Is the matter done?"
The puppet's right hand was slightly raised, and a human-shaped pendant with the length of fingers appeared in the hand. It looked lifelike, with deep fear printed on its face.
Looking at this humanoid pendant, the puppet said with a happy expression:
"Maintaining a good game environment is the obligation of every player. Surrendering in this kind of team battle will only hinder the garbage. He will not die so easily. He will be a puppet for me for half a year first, and then he will be tortured into a resentful spirit. Slow training, isn’t this a training game?”
Listening to the puppet's speech, Mu Xiang was silent for a moment, and then asked:
"How did you do what you were asked to do?"
The puppet casually stuffed the pendant into his sleeve and replied seriously:
"Failed."
"What?"
The mist in the mother alley was slightly stagnant, revealing a hint of obvious surprise:
“Didn’t I say that most of the monsters on last night’s list have arrived?
Now that we're here, it means that our name has already worked.
Afterwards, as long as they state their interests and are not stupid, they will definitely agree to form a weird alliance.
Why did it fail in the end?
I need a reasonable explanation. "
Listening to Mu Xiang's deep and solemn tone, the puppet spread his hands helplessly:
"The summoned monsters did agree to form an alliance, but a small problem arose later, which led to their annihilation."
"what is the problem?"
"They met a cultivator at the gathering point of the meeting, and then all the remaining monsters were killed except for the preacher, the God of Wealth."
After receiving this news, the fog in the main alley surged more violently, as if a storm was brewing:
"Why are you telling me such important news now?!"
The puppet coughed slightly and said rather awkwardly:
"I was busy cheating on people last night, and the God of Wealth never reported it, so I forgot about it."
All the fog in the mother alley has solidified.
As if he realized that he had made a big mistake, the puppet quickly made up for it:
"I just went out just to investigate this matter, and I actually found something.
According to the God of Wealth's explanation, the person who came looked like he was in his twenties, and he slapped all the weirdos on the scene to death.
Only because he had never killed anyone, his life was spared.
You must know that there were three powerful red-suited people gathered at the scene including Baimu Nu.
Being able to kill so many monsters in one blow would be difficult for an ordinary level 6 person to do.
Could it be that guy Liang Pingfeng? "
Hearing the words "Liang Pingfeng", even the dream girl on the sofa cast a surprised look.
It is impossible for any high-level weirdo who is sane and well-informed not to know the name Liang Pingfeng.
He is the director of the Qinghu Department of the Civil Security Bureau and the top person in charge of the Civil Security Bureau in Qinghu City.
He is also the strongest practitioner in Qinghu City.
He had already entered level 6 three years ago. At that time, there were very few level 5 players on the market.
Later, Qinghu City successively produced many extremely terrifying shadow-level objects such as "River of Blood", "Monument of Crying and Laughing", and "Wall of Bones".
However, those shadow-class ones didn't stir up any trouble at all, and were easily suppressed by Liang Pingfeng.
This time, the high-level monsters in Qinghu City were in panic.
He ran away, hid, and didn't dare to show his face at all.
So much so that Qinghu City has been quite peaceful until now.
Later, Liang Pingfeng chose to retreat to prepare for a breakthrough to a higher realm.
After such a long time, I don’t know if it has been successful.
There was silence for a while.
The dream girl asked cautiously:
"It can't be such a coincidence, right? Just when we were about to form the Weird Alliance, Liang Pingfeng showed up... Could it be that he came specifically to target us?"
"No, he is not Liang Pingfeng."
Mu Xiang interrupted extremely calmly:
"I met Liang Pingfeng from a distance once before. At that time, I was still young, not long after I was born. My strength was only at the level of discouragement, and I had not killed many people.
The well-known black shadow-level boss in the industry at that time, Bone Wall, was killed by him in front of me.
If it weren't for the need to hunt down the remnants of the Bone Wall, and because I ran faster and more timely, I might have died three years ago.
Liang Pingfeng was ruthless and decisive in killing. During the period when he was commanding the Qinghu Division's operations, he would not let go even the novice ghosts.
Regardless of whether the monsters surrendered or never harmed anyone, he would treat them all equally and send them all to the afterlife.
Therefore, he would never let the God of Wealth Tumbler off just because he had never killed anyone before. Someone else must have done the killing! "
When the puppet heard this, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly:
"This is going to be difficult. Since it's not Liang Pingfeng, it means there must be another extremely powerful practitioner in Qinghu City. This is not good news for us."
Mu Xiang asked:
"Are you sure that the information provided by the God of Wealth Tumbler to you is accurate? If I guessed correctly, he must have defected after the meeting last night, right?"
"Isn't it normal to defect?"
The puppet smiled and said:
"Originally, we forced him to come forward to preach, and used his status as a bad guy who has always been kind and courteous to others to summon those extremely suspicious weirdos. Otherwise, if we came forward, those guys would be too scared to come, for fear of being killed. We were eaten up when we arrived at the scene. I have to say that this kind of bad reputation as a good guy is quite useful sometimes.
It's a pity that he was probably scared out of his wits by the practitioner last night and fled outside without saying a word. But I have already planted a mark on him, and I can catch him no matter how far he escapes. We will need him to help us gather other monsters later, but we can't let him run away at this time. "
Mu Xiang replied calmly:
"The God of Wealth Tumbler is indeed a talent, but since there are dissidents, he must not stay. When the alliance is completed and stabilized, find an excuse and eat it directly."
The puppet grinned slightly, revealing its fangs:
"It has to be delicious."
Immediately, Mu Xiang continued to speak:
"In order to deal with the possible appearance of Liang Pingfeng and another powerful practitioner, it is not enough to form an alliance alone. We must recruit enough shadow-level experts. I know the location of three old guys. One of them is General Foreign Land. Opened recently, Dream Girl, Eight Arms, I leave the contact to you two, please be polite."
"no problem."
Mengnu responded with a smile.
On the second floor of the villa, a young man who had been silent had his back against the fence, and the four arms stretched out behind him made an OK gesture toward the alley.
But with the four arms stretched out in front of him, he was constantly playing with a 48V12AH lead-acid battery with product number 4812.
