Qianzhou sat slumped in a chair, looking like a salted fish that had burned out. On the table in front of him were scattered several pieces of white paper, which were covered with dense handwriting and then crossed out.

This is what Jiang Qinghan saw when he came back.

"I have gone down as you have told, and notices to claim the body have been plastered all over the platform. The characteristics of the deceased are also clearly written, ensuring that the robbers can be recognized at a glance. ”

"That's good. Qianzhou said weakly. In the past few days, he has been so tired that sometimes it is just a little trouble, and Qianzhou has to rush to the scene in the middle of the night, even if it is a misunderstanding.

Thinking of this, Qianzhou complained in his heart more than once that Nanshan Qiu threw the pot to him. But there was no way, in order to guard against the things in the depths of the white desert, it was difficult for Nanshan Qiu to find time.

"It's almost eight o'clock, why don't you go eat something?" Jiang Qinghan, who looked at Qianzhou with a haggard face, proposed.

"Forget it, I don't have much appetite. Qianzhou shook his head.

"Let's go. The girl forcefully pulled Qianzhou up from the chair, "You invited me last time, and this time I will invite you back." ”

"Don't you call your brother?" asked Qianzhou.

Pei Xing didn't come with because there were some problems with the mechanical prosthetic and needed to be adjusted.

Hearing Qianzhou's question, Jiang Qinghan's face sank: "He, as long as there is a corpse, there is no need to eat and rest at all." If it weren't for the fact that the corpse in the school lab had not been mutilated, I suspect he would have done something indescribable. ”

Qianzhou laughed dryly twice and chose to skip the topic.

The two walked side by side into the street.

By this time the sun had fully risen, and it was red, like a pickled duck egg yolk. Thinking of this metaphor, Qianzhou realized that he was indeed a little hungry.

Because it's November, it's still a little chilly in the air, but the streets are already quite crowded.

I remember that the last time I went shopping with others, it seems that I was with Aurora in Yundu. I don't know how she is now, and where is [Buzhou Mountain]?

"It's here. Jiang Qinghan's crisp voice interrupted Qianzhou's thoughts, and just as he was thinking nonsense, the two of them had already arrived at their destination.

Jiang Qinghan chose a ramen restaurant.

The snow-white soup boiled in the cauldron at the door, and a rich aroma came from it. The ramen master smashes the dough on the chopping board. Then pull and fold, repeat a few times, and then the dough will be pulled into noodles of uniform thickness.

Not long after the two sat down, two bowls of noodles were served. The snow-white noodles are covered with a thick layer of beef. This is much more affordable than the beef noodles without beef that Qianzhou used to eat on the earth.

Qianzhou remembered that he had posted such a joke on the Internet before-isn't it a matter of course? There is no husband and wife in the husband and wife lung slices, there is no wife in the wife cake, and there is no beef in the beef noodles.

It's far away, it's far away.

Qianzhou picked up a mouthful and complained, "Seriously, I'd rather fight the robbers right now than to cat-and-mouse like this." ”

"A gentleman is not vain, and his deeds must be right. Jiang Qinghan smiled and was relieved.

"I know, so I'll just talk about it. Qianzhou took a sip of noodle soup, "If it's a drama, there should be a mechanical séance (Deus ex machina) to advance the plot at this time." ”

"What is that?" Jiang Qinghan asked curiously when he heard the unfamiliar words.

The concept of "séance" comes from the classical drama of Xizhou, which refers to the unexpected and sudden removal of characters, means or events, which are suddenly introduced in fictional works to relieve tense plots or scenes. Qianzhou explained.

"In classical drama, when the plot is stuck and the dilemma is difficult to solve, suddenly a powerful god appears to solve the problem and clean up the story. ”

"Because it uses a crane or a hoist to transport inferior actors who play the role of gods to the stage, it is called a "mechanical séance". The aim is to artificially create an unexpected reversal. ”

"But doesn't this make the story seem sudden?" Jiang Qinghan always had great curiosity in the face of unknown knowledge.

"That's right. Qianshu nodded, "This technique is often considered by critics to be an unclever storytelling technique, because it undermines the internal logic of the story, even if it is sometimes deliberately used for this reason." ”

But Qianzhou paused and said: "However, the story needs logic, and reality does not. ”

As soon as the words fell, just a street away, there was a violent sound of essentia colliding. The wind and waves blew Qianzhou's noodle soup everywhere.

"Oh, the [Descent of the Machine] you ordered. Jiang Qinghan's expression seemed to be smiling.

Qianzhou shook his chopsticks and drove him out.

When Chifune arrived at the scene, the two men were facing each other, and the low walls on both sides of the alley were full of cobweb-like cracks.

One of them was muscular, and bulging muscles could be clearly seen under his clothes. The other was unusually short, wrapped in a black robe, with only a pair of scarlet eyes exposed.

Between the two, a black box fell to the ground. The box was open, empty and empty, and both men looked surprised at it.

"One for each person. Jiang Qinghan, who leaned over, said.

"Good. "Qianzhou didn't hold it up, after all, he hadn't really fought against a second-order transcendent. In addition, his transcendent path also belongs to the "remnant level" that cannot be replicated, and all abilities can only be discovered by himself.

Qianshu removed the fragment that had been pinned to his cuff, and a silver flame ignited from his hand, and the old pen turned into a pitch-black sword.

Jiang Qinghan's face was shocked, it was the first time she had seen Qianzhou reveal its essentia—as hot as lava, as calm as the ocean, like a burning flame, like flowing mercury.

The silver essentia unabashedly stirred the surrounding Great Sources and conveyed the majestic will of the master!

"Second-order essentia can actually have such power. Jiang Qinghan muttered, "I don't have any impression at all, is it a 'remnant level'?"

"However, our academy is not bad. ”

The girl was aroused to be competitive, her right hand was clenched, and the law and reason broke through the invisible barrier and descended in the form of matter.

This unique fluctuation attracted Qianzhou's slight sideways eyes, and he saw a white long sword with this cold light appear in the girl's hand.

【Miracle Mark: New Moon】

Unlike objects made of real matter, miracle engraving is the embodiment of law and reason, a distorted reality, and a miracle of substance!

As for the [Fragment], it belongs to the companion of the transcendent path of the Thousand Boats.

Just by looking at it, Qianzhou withdrew his gaze, and the two men in front of him were the most important thing.

This organization, which had been hidden for a long time, finally revealed a flaw in front of Qianzhou's eyes! And this flaw is still so big, it is simply undisguised to tear off the last fig leaf.

Since the pen and paper can't sort out the clues, then use the sword to sort it out!