Star Railway: I have told you, I am not Otto

Immediately, Zhiyuan took the red wine glass handed over by Wuyue, said nothing, just drank it all in one gulp, and then coughed violently. Although she was determined, she was still not good at drinking as before. .

"Hahaha."

However, Wuyue laughed, stretched out his hands and applauded slightly, and said with a smile,

"A good believer of the evil god does not need to practice justice... I also believe that the Apocalypse Star God does not need to care about the common people. Then, my little Valkyrie, if this is your choice, let me be the savior of you, the evil man.

But before we officially start the special training, have you completed all the preliminary tasks I asked you to do? "

The preliminary task mentioned in May was naturally what he said before about letting Tingyuan prove himself by defeating Yanqing.

"Forehead……"

After saying this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zing Yuan's face, he put the red wine glass on the table and said,

"I had already contacted him after the battle with Qi Qi ended in the morning, but I heard that he had been frightened of some kind recently. He was already lying in the Danding Division and couldn't get out..."

"Scared?"

Wu Yue was very curious as to what level of fright could scare the Yunqi Xiaowei into entering the Danding Division.

But now is not the time to talk about this. Wuyue thought about it and rubbed his chin, and then said,

"It doesn't matter. With your awareness, it's only a matter of time before you defeat Yan Qing... Come on, I'll give you this. Go back and practice on your own."

Saying that, May May casually made a rectangular shape and threw it to Jin Yuan.

Ting Yuan caught it quickly and took a quick look, but some doubts flashed between his brows.

The thing May planned was black and red, with sharp edges and corners. The overall structure was in the shape of a flat rectangular parallelepiped, like a... brick? ?

And this thing that looks like a brick is printed with a grey-haired woman with an extremely arrogant and bad attitude. Her thumb is pointed straight down, mockery and arrogance spurt out, coupled with the comparable The painting method of the soul of a certain silver-maned iron guard officer makes you even glance at it accidentally. The woman's glaring nostrils and the expression that says "You are so weak" printed on the bricks are like this. It has been deeply engraved in your mind.

Especially at the moment when he held it, an extremely magical and profound "ha↗ha↘ha→ha→ha↗" clearly echoed in Zhan Yuan's mind!

The demonic voice in his mind gradually faded away, and the corners of Zing Yuan's mouth twitched violently. Although this "brick"-shaped thing did exude a good atmosphere, looking at May's face revealed a subtle With a smiling face, Zhiyuan had reason and evidence to suspect that May was just trying to tease him, so he deliberately created such a thing.

"Don't underestimate it."

Seeing the suspicious expression on Ting Yuan's face, Wuyue smiled and said,

"Let me introduce to you. The brick you are holding now is not an ordinary brick, but a brick from Wang Wei's poem. It is also the embodiment of the power of the Lawyer of Knowledge. In terms of personality, it is not inferior to the third brick. The key of the Eight Gods is Yu Duchen, and it also has a more pleasant name than Yu Duchen, which is called [Ignorant of Current Affairs]."

Hearing this name, the corners of Zhi Yuan's mouth twitched a few more times, and he fell into three layers of [doubt].

Ignorant of current affairs...does he...connotate something?

"Ahem, don't think wrongly."

May Tactics coughed twice and then said,

"This lack of knowledge of current affairs has two meanings. The first meaning is that of not knowing current affairs, that is, not following the crowd, not looking at the eyes, and acting freely, but according to one's heart.

The second level of meaning is ‘not a real thing’, because it itself is the embodiment of the power of “consciousness”, and naturally there is no physical volume. This is why ‘not a real thing’ comes from. "

"besides."

Wuyue raised another finger, pointed at the piece of Wu Shishi in Zingyuan's hand, and said,

"You see that it looks like a brick now, that's because the moment it appeared, your consciousness has been modified by it, thinking that it is a brick, but in fact it is a boxing glove.

As for boxing gloves...no one stipulates that you can only wear one pair, right? You can completely wear this layer of ignorance on the outside while wearing the Taixu Grip, or you can simply condense the original pairs of God's Keys into one, with the Taixu Grasp in the left hand and the ignorance in the right hand. " The combination of "control" and "consciousness" can definitely produce the effect of 1+1>2, how about it? How do you feel? "

Feeling that there is indeed an unusual aura in his hand, Zhiyuan really wants to say thank you to May, and make some promises to motivate himself... But when he thinks that this thing is a brick, he looks at it again The arrogant woman printed on it, Zingyuan really didn't know how to speak.

"Anyway, go back and practice more by yourself."

Fortunately, Wuyue didn't waste too much time on this tile. After patting Shi Yuan on the shoulder, he said,

"When you think you've made enough contacts, go find Eleanor, and then come to me."

"……Um."

Zingyuan forced his attention away from the brick in his hand, then looked at May and said,

"Although I don't dare to say that I can definitely win against July, I will try my best to fight her next time."

May raised her eyebrows and said:

"Who said you would fight Eleanor next time?"

"……Um?"

Hearing this, Zhiyuan frowned slightly and then said,

"Then what you mean is...when Qiyue and I become proficient in new powers, you will be our opponent yourself."

"Not at all."

Wuyue showed a mysterious smile to Jin Yuan, and then took Jin Yuan's hand. After using the power of consciousness to establish visual sharing with her, he pointed to the wall of the room.

In Zhan Yuan's field of vision, the train wall gradually became transparent, revealing the appearance of the next room.

In the next room, there was no one else in the direction pointed by May... except for a common duck who stayed up most of the night, reading novels on the bed...

the other half.

After taking a shower, Prometheus, who wrapped himself up like a maggot in quilt and stretched out half of his smooth arm to read a novel, felt flustered for no reason, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast.

Promethean Duck was startled, thinking that May was going to attack him in the middle of the night, so he quickly wrapped himself in a quilt and hid at the head of the bed.

But after being wrapped in a quilt and hiding at the bedside for a long time, there was no sign of anyone coming, which made Prometheus a little confused.

"Is it an illusion... Yes, that guy just finished it yesterday, so he probably didn't recover so quickly."

After muttering to himself for a while, and confirming that there was no sign of May coming, Prometheus lay back on the bed and continued reading the novel he had just finished.

However, as soon as Prometheus turned the page, a shit-yellow button suddenly popped up, and Prometheus himself showed an expression like an old man's subway phone.

"Damn! Why is this author so short! It's shorter than the month of May...and 'Tianzhao', what the hell kind of pen name is this? Let me send him some razors right now..."

With that said, Prometheus activated his corrosive power and prepared to trace the galactic coordinates of the author of "Stealing Mother's Head Novel" in reverse.

However, before Prometheus took action, a strong hand touched her spine from the back.

Then, a faint voice came:

"You just... said you were shorter than anyone else?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Prometheus's body trembled suddenly, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Then, Prometheus turned his head stiffly and saw May's smiling face.

"Hahaha~"

After May chuckled twice, she said,

"Room, bathroom, or Sumeru mustard, you choose a scene, and I'll let you see my length."

"Wait! I, I...I...I was wrong! I shouldn't have said that the author was short, I...ah♀ahhh~!! (The sound of killing a duck)"