I Was Once a Legend

Back to the original small bar.

Cui Zuojing saw the glass bottle that was placed on the top shelf of the cabinet at a glance. Compared with its just put away appearance, the color of the colorful streamer was much dimmer.

"I've tried my best to keep it, but it's your own thing after all, and it will come back to you automatically. You should also feel it. Now that's all that's left with me." The clown took down the bottle and put it away. at the bar.

"Yes." Cui Zuojing lightly touched the glass bottle, and the streamer inside felt it, pressing against the position of his finger eagerly, wanting to go back.

After the performance, the audience was leaving the venue, and there was a loud noise. Dong Zheng and the others should have been picking things in the store by now.

After a year, the feelings that belonged to him are finally coming back.

Cui Zuojing still clearly remembers the feeling when he first returned to the Pure White Realm, the pain of his emotions being pulled away from his body. At that time, he was alone with Victor, full of only the obsession of revenge, how indifferent he was.

He picked up the bottle, and didn't rush to open it. He simply held it in his hand and said, "By the way, do you know how to break the blood contract?"

"After you were forced to sign the blood contract, I immediately went to inquire, but the result was the same as what I learned from His Highness, only the library can do it." The clown said, "If you want to cancel the blood contract, you must go to the library Go find the manager."

Cui Zuojing nodded. The prisoner's contract is one of the most original laws of the pure white world. Naturally, it is impossible to unravel it easily. Now that the library has a solution, we have to plan a trip.

Cui Zuojing was thinking, and suddenly felt that the top of his hair seemed to be touched, and the touch felt strange. He raised his hand and pressed the top of his head, but there was nothing.

Immediately he realized that it was Dong Zheng who was touching Arabidopsis in the center of the core.

The clown took off his performance clothes and put on a black suit. He has countless deep scars on his back, which were left when he escaped from the pursuit of the new queen.

The streamer bumped against the bottle wall and wanted to come out, Cui Zuojing took a deep breath and pinched the cork with his hand, but he didn't use any force.

Whether it is the beginning or the end will be settled in the next moment.

The clown saw his nervousness: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Give me a drink."

The clown turned around and took a bottle of vodka from the cabinet. At this moment, a loud noise came from outside.

Cui Zuojing and he looked in the direction of the sound at the same time. The small bar is the clown's private place, and he can go directly outside the circus.

There was another loud noise, accompanied by the crisp sound of wood being split, as if someone was doing damage.

Who wouldn't want to get in trouble with a circus?

"I'll go out and have a look." The clown narrowed his eyes. He walked out from behind the bar, took down the double crescent knives hanging on the wall, raised his hands and bowed his waist, and his figure disappeared outside the re-drawn curtain.

With the clown around, Cui Zuojing was not worried at all, he went up to smell the bottle, and the smell of strong alcohol came over his face.

"Uncle must like it very much." Cui Zuojing said, raising his head and taking a deep gulp from the bottle.

All of a sudden, the whole mouth and esophagus seemed to be burned by fire, leaving only a burning pain. Cui Zuojing put down the wine bottle heavily, and pulled out the cork that was plugging the glass bottle.

The colorful streamers shot out and went straight into the center of his eyebrows, just like when they were forcibly pulled away.

In an instant, those feelings stronger than strong wine, like a dry spring flowing again, poured into his heart, almost burning him.

bang-

The glass bottle fell from his hand, rolled over the bar, and fell to the wooden floor.

Dong Zheng raised his head.

The prisoner link between him and Cui Zuojing was forcibly cut off by Cui Zuojing just now.

Now he can perceive the approximate location of the opponent, but he cannot know the specific situation of Cui Zuojing.

"What kind of props does Brother Dong want?" Wang Que asked, she concentrated on looking at the dazzling array of goods on the shelves, which contained more items than all the prop stores she had visited before combined.

After the show ended and met other pilgrims, the magician took them to the clown's shop. According to the rules, everyone who got the ticket could choose a product in it as a reward.

This is why so many pilgrims pay attention to the movements of the circus and eagerly want to enter.

The clown's store is full of good things.

Who would miss this rare opportunity?

The appearance of the store is very ordinary. It is an area surrounded by red cloth in the backstage of the circus. There are many animal heads and very dark decorations on the wall. On the rows of counters, any one can be taken outside. The treasured props that caused a sensation are placed in their respective compartments. If you want to take them away without being hunted down, you must solve the puzzles of the compartments.

"Choose a weapon that is convenient for you." Dong Zheng suppressed the anxiety and apprehension in his heart, and said, "Compared with you, I still have few ways to save my life."

"Yes." The abilities of Wang Que, Dong Linhai and Xia Qiongyun can be used directly in battle, and although Dong Zheng can carry out mental attacks, if the opponent is not an intelligent creature, he has nothing to do.

"There are so many things, but it's a pity that I can only choose one." Wang Que picked up a very beautiful fan that can be used as a weapon, and put it down reluctantly after looking at it carefully.

Xia Qiongyun: "It is precisely because there is only one chance that people cherish it. Don't choose randomly."

Three people, one cat, and other pilgrims were slowly picking among the shelves. At this moment, a dwarf ran over. She found the white cat, and said to Victor who was pulling the silver bell on the third shelf: "Excuse me, is it Victor?" Mr. Duo? Mr. Clown said that he has helped you choose your reward, is it convenient for you to go get it with me now?"

"The clown helped me choose?" Victor jumped off the counter, a little curious about what it would be. With his current cat body, there are really not many things that can be used for him. props.

Dong Zheng: "Uncle, let's go first, we can do it ourselves."

Victor thought that there should be no trouble, so he flicked his tail: "Okay, see you later."

Turning around the entire store to see all the products, Dong Zheng finally turned back to a certain shelf and stood in front of a compartment with a large piece of metal.

According to the introduction on the small card next to it, this was accidentally discovered by members of the circus in a crater. It does not belong to any metal known so far, but all properties are excellent, and there are many unknown properties that have not been proven. It is very suitable as a raw material for forging to make weapons.

None of the off-the-shelf weapons are suitable for him. Can you use this metal to tailor one?

The irregularly shaped metal quietly exudes a silvery white light, about the size of an outdoor air conditioner.There are so many good things in the store, and most of the pilgrims choose the ones that are very effective and can be used directly. Such raw materials are rarely patronized, so that there is only Dong Zheng in the area where metal, wood and various liquids are piled up.

Dong Zheng turned around again, and finally made up his mind-this is it.

He pressed his palm on the compartment, and a small hidden compartment popped out, inside which were eight metal balls that looked exactly the same, and a round card slot was recessed in the compartment door, apparently intended to be put in by someone. beads.

There is no prompt.

Dong Zheng picked up the eight beads one by one and observed them, paying special attention to weighing their quality. He soon found that they were all exactly the same regardless of appearance and weight, and it was impossible to separate them.

How to do this?

There is no hint, Dong Zheng guessed that a different one should be selected from among them, but what is the difference?

Dong Zheng thought, each of these balls was the size of a walnut, rolling heavily in his palm, colliding with each other and making a clear and crisp sound.

The quality is the same, the shape and appearance are the same, and the sound seems to be the same. How to distinguish them?

Got it!

Inspiration sometimes comes only in a flash. Dong Zheng put the metal balls on the shelf and rotated them with constant force just like playing with a spinning top when he was a child.

Soon the eight balls were spinning together. Dong Zheng observed their rotation and got the desired result.

Metal balls have different densities. In order to achieve the same size and quality, the denser ball must be hollow. In the case of the same outer radius, the denser ball has a larger inner radius and larger moment of inertia. E=1/2Jω^ 2. It can be seen that when the same external torque is applied, the angular acceleration is relatively small, and the rotation will be slow.

Dong Zheng successfully picked out the one with a different density from the eight metal balls, and pressed it into the card slot.

With a click, the exhibition light in the compartment went out, indicating that he could take the things away.

Dong Zheng reached in and tried to move the large piece of metal, only to find that it was lighter than he thought.

Materials with low density, high toughness and strength are the most suitable as weapons, and they are light and not easily damaged.

Dong Zheng was holding the piece of metal the size of the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, wondering if he should hold it all the time?He felt someone tug at the hem of his clothes.

He lowered his head, and one of the dwarfs he had seen in the mansion came to him at some point, pointed to the metal in his arms, and said, "Are you sure you want to choose this product?"

"Yes."

Dwarf: "Then please come with me. This piece is just a sample. You can put it down first. Someone will help to pick it up later. The real product was put in the warehouse by Mr. Clown. Please come and have a look with me."

This piece...is a sample?

Dong Zheng was a little surprised. If such a large piece is a sample, how big is the real metal?

He put the metal back in the compartment and followed the dwarf.

Amidst the empty, pure white, the black railway track is not far away, becoming the only color in this space, and the endless train is nowhere to be seen. A year ago, the clown was here to welcome Cui Zuojing, who came back from illegal immigration.

The big red curtain hung down behind him, and the clown took two steps forward, not letting go of the slightest sound in the quiet surroundings.

Swish!

The whip was drawn from the side of the neck, the clown raised his arm, and the scimitar clinging to the outside of his forearm easily blocked the sneak attack, and the metal scraped "噗" so that sparks flew out.

The boy in the black combat uniform fell from the sky and landed in front of the clown.

A snake poked its head out from his neckline, and spit out a scarlet snake letter at the clown. Tang Ji flicked the nine-section whip lightly, and the tip of the whip made a crackling sound.

"Long time no see." Tang Ji smiled and waved his hand to greet the clown, but the smile didn't enter his eyes, and he couldn't hide the bloodthirsty madness in it.

Even though many years have passed, Tang Ji still remembers the day when His Highness whom he was loyal stabbed a sharp knife into the heart of the old woman who could only shout "cut off his head", and the clown who was the Red Queen's confidant, single-handedly Escaped from pursuit by the heirs and an entire army of assassins.

Crawling out of hell little by little with his festering hands and feet, and finally becoming His Highness's confidant, he thought he was strong enough, but he couldn't even survive ten rounds in the confrontation with the clown, and almost died under the pair of scimitars .