Feather blades flying together

Chris was still drawing with the help of the lighting spar, and it was only after getting tired of Arthur that he remembered that the previous drawing was a nail gun.

Arthur wanted to get back the blueprint of Duan Tianya, and all the data of the bullet trajectory of the magazine had to be readjusted to look like normal ordinary steel guns.

Especially bullets and nails are too crude. Since the world already has black powder, there is no shortage of related dispensing chemicals.

The bullet has to be a special type consisting of four parts: the projectile, the cartridge case, the propellant and the primer.Nails shot out with springs are child's play.

So at this moment, while Arthur was not around, he quickly calculated the data with his optical brain and made a draft.

Unexpectedly, Arthur came back so quickly. When the door was pushed open, there was still a three-dimensional map floating in front of Chris.

Arthur's eyesight is much better than Chris's, and he saw something floating in the air on the table in front of Chris at a glance, but it was flickering and not very clear.

"Ah, this is... what?" The first word came out of the mouth, and the floating translucent thing suddenly closed, and there was nothing left.

Arthur blinked and tried to confirm that there was nothing.

Chris' eyes widened in shock, and he held his breath, "...Wh, what?"

Arthur walked to the table in two steps and sat down on the carpet. He reached out and scooped up the table, but there was nothing. Could it be that he was dazzled?

For a bloodline that can see prey on the ground clearly at an altitude of 4000 meters, it is simply impossible.

Dazzling, this thing only exists in those low-level bloodlines that are flopping around on the ground.

Arthur tried his best to rub his eyes again, and took another handful, but there was still nothing. Recalling, he seemed to see the fruit plate behind in the light of the mountain goods just now.

Is it a transparent phantom?

So in the end is the vertigo or too tired hallucinations? !

Chris stared at his expression carefully, and asked cautiously, "What did you see?" His fingertips squirmed a few times, and swept the black crystal-like light brain into the shadow under the fruit bowl.

Arthur was still in the shock of his eyesight or cognitive problems, and gestured blankly at the sky above the table, "When I entered the door just now, what did I seem to see here?"

Frowning tightly, his self-doubt was quickly defeated by the second illness, and he reached out to lift the table to see if there was any mechanism, "No, I'm sure I saw something, a, translucent shadow!"

It's not that I have a problem with my eyesight. As a great fighter, I'm still so young, and my cognitive awareness must be fine.

It's not my problem, it's something else's problem!It's a mess of confidence!

Chris stammered back and asked, "Translucent, of, shadow, shadow?" Can't you just think that your dazzled eyes will let things go smoothly?

"Yes, what can't be projected?" Arthur has already started to put the fruit plate on the table on the ground, and put the optical brain on some fruits, and then carefully removed Chris's stack of manuscript paper, several times a charcoal pencil.

Every time he took it in his hand and let it go, he looked up, down, left, and right, shook each manuscript paper, and then put it away in order.

Chris bit his lip and watched him turn over and over with his optical brain, "...what kind of shadow is it?"

"Get out of the way." Arthur frowned and carefully retreated a little space. He easily picked up the small tea table and looked through it. He found that it was indeed an ordinary table. He frowned and thought hard, "What does it look like?" Ah, it seems to be something made up of many lines, like a painting with very wide spacing between lines? Oh, it’s not quite right, it’s like a small fishnet with a strange shape, and there are bouncing things around it that become longer and shorter line……"

With such a precise description at a glance, Chris was speechless and wanted to kneel down to his eyes.

In order to save the energy of the optical brain, Chris chose a simple three-dimensional map with dotted line marks, and there are constantly changing length scales up, down, left, and right!

Arthur touched his head, "Why is your face so bad, are you too tired these days? Don't be afraid, I will definitely find out why."

Chris whispered in his heart, I am not afraid, nothing in this world can scare me so far!Why don't you just sit down and kiss each other obediently?

Arthur has risen to a place tens of centimeters above the ground and is levitating to check the ceiling for any abnormalities.

This, the spirit of getting to the bottom of the matter, Mohai is a good seed of the Academy of Sciences!

Chris rubbed half a meter to the side on the carpet, quietly picked up the light brain and a piece of fruit, put the light brain in his pocket, and the fruit started to gnaw, "I'm not afraid, maybe you read it wrong. I don't have anything Did you notice?"

"You didn't see anything?" Arthur frowned and knocked on the woven ceiling of the roof, subconsciously repeated Chris's words, and then suddenly landed, leaning over in front of Chris, "You were, carrying Head? Didn’t you see anything?”

The flickering thing was at Chris's eye level, no more than thirty centimeters away.

Chris heard his breath from the distance, tried to calm down and looked directly at the two small selves in the other's pupils, and took a bite of the fruit mechanically, "Huh? Yes, yes? I turned my head up ?!"

Arthur used his fingertips to wipe off a little fruit residue splashed from the corner of his mouth, and licked his own fingertips without disdain, "I'm so worried that you are so stupid? Were you sleeping with your eyes open?"

You are stupid, all of you are stupid!There is really no cure for the second disease! !

Chris held on, "No, I'm drawing." His shoulders shrank, and the corners of his eyes moved slightly. There was no model floating in the air on the top manuscript paper, and the new parts that had just been opened were floating in the air before. , only drew an arc, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, "Draw a picture..."

Arthur keenly noticed his shrunken shoulders, and his golden-brown eyes rolled around the room and returned to his face, "Well, I probably misread it, don't be afraid, it's fine."

Females seem to be afraid of ghosts. What if he insists on emphasizing what he saw, and after he leaves tomorrow, he will be too scared to sleep?

For the sake of his partner, he gave up pursuing the truth. Arthur felt that he was also a first-class good partner today, so good that he almost wanted to give himself a thumbs up.

How did you change your mind so quickly?Chris wants to kneel to him again, where is your confidence in the second grade?

But when it was a good time to go downhill, it would be a short-circuit of the brain to have to pursue it. In order to avoid expressing urgency, Chris nodded slowly, as if he didn't understand at all, "Oh..."

Arthur sat down next to him, grabbed his shoulders, and took the drawing back to the table, "What picture do you want to draw again?"

"I think the nail gun can be improved. I want to think about it." Chris replied cautiously, holding a half-bitten fruit in his hand.

Arthur looked at him and couldn't help but wanted to grab one, "Huh? Can the lethality be improved?" He paused in mid-air, "Hey, I just put the spar left by your mother here. Is it? Why is it gone?"

Chris' little face turned pale again. Why did Arthur seem to be smarter, his vigilance almost soared, and he quickly took it out of his pocket, "Here, I took the fruit and put it away."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, "I still wonder if there is a [-]% chance that I will forget it casually, as long as I don't lose it. I just said that my memory can't be that bad!"

So why do we have to add a one percent judgment?

"No, you have a very good memory." Chris echoed without sincerity. Damn it, I had to think about it three times in my stomach before saying a word.

Self-confidence or something doesn't seem to be such an attractive character, huh...

Hoho~ Chris praised me!Arthur narrowed his eyes, "Don't draw tonight. Lighting crystals are not good for your eyes. If you look too much, you may get dizzy. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

So was the change of words just now a nonsense?I still think I was wrong, and you are absolutely right.

Although it is true!But I feel like slapping that face a few times, so it's swollen?

Chris accepted the blueprint, heartbroken, "Oh..."

"Aren't you happy?" Arthur leaned closer and kissed his forehead, "I'm leaving tomorrow morning, you drew a new blueprint and hid it away. When I go to Duan Tianya to discuss with the elders, I will send someone over if I can spare protect you."

Chris grabbed his cuff. If it’s someone like Lawrence, it’s better not to send someone. “You don’t need to send someone. It’s not interesting if you don’t know it. If it’s convenient for you, it’s good to pass by once.” After thinking about it, I added a few words, "Don't stay awake like this, you must really go along the way! I will definitely be fine."

Arthur didn't know whether it was because he had been in a mentally tense battle recently, so that he paid more attention to details or something, and once again accurately captured the information in Chris's words.

"Don't worry, that Lawrence who disobeyed the order will get the punishment he deserves after the special period is over." Arthur couldn't help laughing lowly, "Hey, you really missed me, right?"

Chris threw away the core and pushed him away to wash up in the bathroom, "Whatever you think, hehe~"

Arthur followed closely and wanted to squeeze into the bathroom, but Chris was not used to folding his wings tightly when he was free, and he was too tall, so he could only stand at the door.

"Are you going to take a shower?"

Chris knew what bad idea he had at a glance, and closed the door with a bang, "Stay outside."

Arthur touched his nose at the door, "Don't you need my help? Your arm..."

The one who answered him was Chris knocked hard on the door. The hanging arm was originally for people to see, it was just dislocated, but it was connected very quickly, and it was not impossible to take care of itself.

Arthur smiled and took two steps back, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, quietly floated into the air, and began to check around the corners of the roof, behind the big cabinet and other places.

When the sound of Chris' water stopped, he neatly put the small cabinet back in place. It was strange, but he didn't find anything.

Then it was outside, he went to the window and pulled the long wooden fence, and looked out through the half-hand-width gap. There were lights in the windows of the small building opposite, but most of them were dark. With his excellent night vision ability , There is no sign of someone holding something to search this way.

Chris brushed his hair and came out, seeing him standing in front of the window, "What are you looking at?"

Arthur turned back and smiled, "I just heard someone running by, nothing."

"Go wash it too," Chris went to the largest luggage bag and began to rummage through it, which contained those that Arthur had handed over to Xintian from the Saiwei Palace, "I'll find you some clean clothes for you to change."

"How considerate!" Arthur leaned over and asked for another kiss, "I'll go to the service department to get some toiletries." After speaking, he went out quickly.

Chris had taken care of these luggage a long time ago, and quickly found a change of clothes and put them away. Arthur hadn't come back yet, so he walked around the room twice and couldn't help leaning over to the window, "Is there anything to see from here?" Woolen cloth?"

Only then did I go to the window pane to take a look, because the room was bright and the night outside was dark, I only felt a particularly sharp whirlwind passing by, and then found nothing.

On the wall on the left side of the window outside the house, more than half a meter away from the pane, Arthur leaned against the wall and took a slow, deep breath. Chris suddenly leaned over here to look out, almost face to face with him, but fortunately he flew fast and steadily and turned over in time next to it!

Chris didn't find anything. He sat back on the sofa and continued to dry his hair after changing the dry face towel all day, while staring at the manuscript paper and pondering.

Fortunately, I was taken aback by Arthur's reaction just now, so I realized that it would be too eye-catching if the perfect design was given for the first time for no reason.

Before, because these were too primitive for me, I completely ignored them.

The four-fold structure of the light bullet design is incomparable with the reflection principle of the nail gun, or is it more reasonable to slowly evolve?

The original body has grown up in Saiwei Palace for so many years, it should be because he has never seen gunpowder except for festival fireworks.

Create an opportunity for yourself to have a legitimate reason to know these things.

What channel?

Arthur came in with two large clean bath towels and a set of toiletries, smiling brightly, "He's in a daze again, what's going on in his little head all day?"

"How can I make this more powerful?" Chris turned his eyes blankly, "If it is more powerful, it can beat giant beasts, right?"

Arthur had seen the nail pierced into the corner of the giant beast's eye, "If the power can be several times greater, it can indeed hit the giant beast. As long as there is a good shooter like me."

He never forgot to boast about his family's genetic disease in the second class. Chris ignored his last sentence, "What is the most powerful thing? When repairing the city wall a few days ago, they broke open the inner part of the gravel, and it was booming." Great, right?"

Arthur's acuity has really improved not a little bit, and he understood Chris's idea instantly, "Don't make that idea, although Kaishan Lei has been used for more than 300 years, but even the best architect of the Nest Weaver can't Guaranteed to be safe. Because there are too many records of its injuries. If it is not because of the emergency of the project, Hong Sen will not use it."

Chris almost rolled his eyes in his heart, I understand, okay?

When human beings were on their home planet, there were indeed many victims in the process of the invention of explosives in history. The most famous scientist in this field set up the highest award in the scientific community after his death.

But in any case, progress is accompanied by risks. How can we stop eating because of choking?

But I couldn't tell Arthur this, so Chris could only lower his eyes and sigh, "Well, I thought it would be easy to deal with giant beasts if they could blow up such a large pile of rubble all at once."

Arthur smiled, "The giant beast is so fast, is it a pile of stones waiting for you to clean up? It is so fast, even if it hits it, it will be thrown away before it explodes. I like that thing. I can find you some fireworks to play with. Other than that, please be good to me."

Chris saw him taking his clothes into the bathroom to take a shower, and hummed twice.

Of course, giant beasts won't just sit around and let people blow them up. It's just too easy to get rid of them.Counting from the epochs of the earth to the interstellar ages, I can make you a list of [-] pages!

After all, he was very tired. After thinking about it, before Arthur came out, he lay down and fell asleep with his hair still half dry.

After admiring his beautiful muscles due to the recent high-frequency battles in the bathroom, Arthur blinked and had a bad idea, and raised his voice and called, "Chris?"

No one answered, Arthur walked the bird to the door of the bathroom, which was not plugged in at all, and there was a thin layer of interior door panel, and called again, "Chris?"

No one should.

"Chris, I can't sleep in a coat, can you find me another set of pajamas?"

Silence!

"You can't see me, my back is facing the door!" "It's okay to give me the door!" "Chris, if you don't find me again, I will go out naked!"...

After playing a one-man show for more than ten minutes, Arthur opened the door cruelly and stuck his head out. Chris was lying on the pillow, frowning slightly, and was already fast asleep.

The realization that Arthur was in the same room made Chris sleep very deeply.

Thinking about his behavior just now, Arthur couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, and muttered in a low voice, "Well, just treat it as if you agree with my last sentence." After wiping the water off his body, he dangled and came out.

They all opened the clothes prepared by Chris, and there were clean underwear inside. Thinking about how Chris' slender white hands held the underwear and arranged it just now, Ding Ding stood up shamefully.

Arthur held the small ball of fabric, sighed silently, and went back to the bathroom to fend for himself.After I came out, I covered the lighting spar, rolled on the bed in a pair of underwear, and carried Chris over to let him lie on top of me.

The summer night wind was cool, Chris was lifted up and replaced with a meat pad, he opened his eyes a little and saw Arthur, he let out a low snort from his throat, moved his palm to Arthur's shoulder, and fell asleep again. cooked.

"So you're just pretending?" Arthur gritted his teeth, and couldn't help laughing again, "Forget it, I can't bear it, I forgive you!"

There was no dream all night, and the next day was cloudy. Arthur got up early and finished his meal, prepared a small amount of dry food, and was about to leave.

Chris seldom sleeps well, sleepiness is like a sticky swamp, and he wants to get up when he hears him getting up.

Arthur held him down and gnawed back and forth twice, grabbed his hand and pressed it to his lower body, grinding his teeth, "... sooner or later, you should rest well now."

Chris was panting from being kissed, and his consciousness was a little blurred, and then his mental body was shaken by the miraculous touch under his hands, and he was fully awake in an instant, and couldn't help but exert a little force, "Sooner or later What?"

Arthur groaned, lowered his head and sucked his crimson lips, "Monster!"

The tone was so similar to [Little Fairy~] in some movies, Chris felt that the eggs were about to break.

In all fairness, he didn't reject this matter at all. After all, adults have needs both physically and mentally, and Arthur is definitely a good one in a million.

The timing is right and the success will come when conditions are right, and the painting style is so magical that it is a bit like the Nine Heavens Xuanlei cover.

Still, I need to be trained!

Arthur didn't know someone's new determination in the life of husband and wife, so he stood up decisively and strode out after enough rubbing.

Tuliu Chris panted in the wing nest and made a second resolution.

After Arthur left, he couldn't sleep anymore. He got up and quickly finished drawing a simple drawing that was due today, and then deduced a reasonable whole process of [discovering new weapons], trying to shape himself into an innovative but reasonable IQ researcher.

Genius or something is amazing, don't challenge it.

When it was lunch time, Chris re-bandaged his arm, held a piece of paper with slightly shaking lines and scratches in one hand, put the gun away and went to the restaurant for dinner.

Sure enough, Derrick and a few middle-aged people occupied a corner of the restaurant, and the discussion was in full swing, and their expressions were very excited.

The direction where Derrick was sitting was facing the entrance of the restaurant, and he saw Arthur immediately, and frowned slightly dissatisfied when he saw the thin piece of paper in his hand, but stood up from a distance and greeted loudly, "Mr. Chris, You are here, sit here."

A technician next to him tactfully dragged the chair to make way for him, but Chris didn't intend to sit down. A bunch of male researchers crowded together, and the atmosphere was really unpleasant. He handed over the blueprint, "I won't sit down, I'm here Eat at the table next to you, take your time." Throwing the gun generously.

Derrick's frowning brows were immediately loosened, but a deputy picked up the gun faster than him, "Is this the one?" He made a shooting gesture.

"Put it down!" Derrick snarled, leaning forward and snatching it back, "Would you point it at someone like this when you were holding a bow and arrow?"

The technician's frenzied expression subsided a little, and the disgust in his eyes flashed, "Sorry, I got excited, I apologize. I'm sorry everyone!"

Derrick didn't give him one, spread out a large piece of fabric, and began to carefully disassemble the gun. Although he had seen Chris do it, he only pulled out one magazine for a long time.