Following.

Since last night, it has been raining lightly in Jingjiang.

Although the climate of the entire planet has changed after the Great Collapse, for the Zhuxia Federation, mid-September is still the time of late summer and early autumn, no, maybe it should be the other way around, people have ruled the four seasons before formulating the corresponding calendar.

The drizzling rain washes over the streets, and puddles of water reflect the streetscape.

The haze obscures the sun, lowers the temperature and casts a mist over the city.

Bai Ge held an umbrella and walked in the rain.

"Obviously, the weather was pretty good yesterday."

He muttered to himself, and the rain curtain made Bai Ge's mood a lot lower.

When he came to Aimei Plastic Surgery Hospital, Bai Ge saw Lao Huo who was knitting a scarf inside.

"Lao Huo, good afternoon, you started making scarves so early?"

Bai Ge put away his umbrella and said hello.

"Hey, here it is, this scarf is the sweater of the kid next door, so I'll help disassemble it into a scarf because it's small."

After that, Lao Huo squinted his eyes, seemed to be laughing, but didn't.

"Looks good today."

He looked Bai Ge up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad?"

Bai Ge glanced at himself in the mirror of the hospital, and didn't feel any different from yesterday, he walked up to the second floor, and Ai Lian and Tao Xuanran were already waiting here.

There was a feeling of imminent execution.

"Are you ready?"

Ai Lian asked.

"I said I wasn't ready, can I wait for tomorrow?"

Bai Ge laughed at himself.

"Looks like you're ready."

Tao Xuanran helped his gold wire glasses and took out a bottle of loquat dew-sized potion from his briefcase.

The bottle was transparent, and you could see the viscous liquid that glowed brightly.

He put the potion on the table, and the liquid with a black base changed to show a magnificent color like a nebula, just like the Milky Way and the stars that Bai Ge could only see in old-time movies, and now humans can no longer reach.

Bai Ge was not theoretically the first time he had seen it, but he was still amazed by the color.

This is the rainbow of elevation.

Let humanity step into the supernatural potion.

The production method is nominally the top secret of each faction, but in fact, there are not many organizations that can produce the Rainbow of Promotion, and when they are desperately short of money, some organizations will even sell the reserve of the Rainbow of Advancement in exchange for funds.

For example, the Pan-Western Sea Business Community will hold a quota auction of the upgraded rainbow every year, and those rich people will spend money to auction it off to make their descendants become upgraders.

The name of the rainbow of ascension comes from the bright starlight.

"This is the Rainbow of Promotion, number ZX-070035, well, of course, you don't have to remember this."

Love mentioned.

"Can I get promoted if I drink this?"

To be honest, Bai Ge still doesn't have any real feelings.

In general fiction movies, the protagonist always has to go through some cultivation and exercise to level up, or else it is a near-death experience, and it is unreasonable to think that a bottle of potion like this can transform into a stronger upgrader.

"Hehe, of course not, this is just an ordinary rainbow of ascension, and it has not yet been added to the fragments of history, if you drink it, there will be no change."

Tao Xuanran sneered.

"The elixir used to advance to the second order needs to be prepared on the spot, the historical fragments are very fragile, if they are not taken after dissolving into the rainbow of ascension, then they will completely dissipate in less than an hour, oh, except for the abyss environment, historical fragments can be preserved for a long time in the abyss, so for some high-value historical fragments, the best way to protect them is to leave them in the abyss."

As he explained, he pulled out the small box containing the monocle.

took out the monocle with the fragments of Yasen Luopin's history, and Tao Xuanran handed it to Ailian.

Just when Bai Ge was curious about how to extract the fragments of history, whether he should throw the monocle directly into the rainbow of promotion and let himself drink it, Ai Lian's hand holding the monocle closed and forced.

Click-

The monocle was just crushed.

Crushed.

“？”

Isn't that a bit too simplistic and crude?

Bai Ge's doubts were quickly dispelled by the things in the palm of the hand that was spread out again.

It was a ball of starlight.

Bai Ge knew that this analogy was a little strange, but for a while, he couldn't think of any other description.

In the palm of the small palm, in addition to the remains of the monocle broken into several pieces, it is the faint flickering light.

The light cluster was not a pure color, and Bai Ge could see the colorful colors inside like a distant nebula.

"Give."

Ai Lian handed the starlight back to Tao Xuanran, he picked up the tweezers that he didn't know when, gently picked up the cluster of nebulae, and unscrewed the cap of the Rainbow of Ascension, and put it into the bottle.

Crackle –

Bai Ge seemed to hear the sound of sparks flying.

The starlight fell into the bottle, like a meteor streaking through the night, flickering in the deep liquid, and the starlight gradually merged with the original rainbow light, forming an intoxicating brilliance.

Upon closer inspection, Bai Ge found that the entire bottle of potion was slightly pale at the moment, like a piece of obsidian dotted with countless stardust, and the wonderful thing was that no matter which angle it looked at, the starlight of the liquid in the bottle was unchanged.

"Here, this is your rainbow of ascension."

Tao Xuanran pushed it in front of Bai Ge.

"This thing...... How does it taste? ”

Bai Ge had a whim.

"Strawberry flavor, maybe a girl's fragrance."

Ai Lian glanced at him and urged.

"Let's put this aside, drink quickly."

"Oh."

Bai Ge answered, picked up the bottle, some strange thoughts flashed through his mind, and then raised his head and poured the rainbow of ascension in the bottle into his mouth.

Regret it, not strawberry flavored.

Bai Ge's first thought was this.

It's hard to describe the taste of this rainbow, as it's more like a jelly mixed with sand than a liquid.

The fine touch rubbed Bai Ge's mouth, flowing down his throat and into his stomach, if it was normal, Bai Ge would have already vomited and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth wildly.

But he endured the discomfort and swallowed the entire bottle of Rainbow of Ascension.

As soon as he put down the bottle, Bai Ge felt a wave of dizziness.

He grabbed the hand that he didn't know who stretched out, and was helped to sit slowly on the sofa, and countless pictures flickered in his field of vision.

At night, a man in a half-height silk top hat, white gloves, wooden cane, long black gown, and monocle is walking through the misty streets, and the dim light of oil lamps illuminates the road, but his face is not visible.

At the gala dinner attended by men and women in full costume, handsome and dashing men and nobles of high society chatted eloquently, attracting the attention of those enthusiastic girls, and in the moonlight, men and duchesses danced in an ambiguous atmosphere.

In the gloomy room, the weeping woman, a child who had just lost his father was silent, he quietly watched people's every move, his gaze was cold, stoic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Bai Ge looked at these pictures like a bystander, and suddenly found that the man in the picture had the same face as him.

No, the man, there are countless faces.

Gave up the name, origin, family, and even looks.

A thief who steals by flashy means and stirs up troubled times.

This is Yassen Ropin.

Bai Ge's consciousness awakened, and he was still in the living room of his love home, leaning on the sofa.

There was a warm touch on his hand, and he turned his head slightly to find that he had been clutching his loving hand tightly from just now.

"Sorry ......"

Just when Bai Ge wanted to apologize and let go of his palm, he felt a trace of itching from his face.

The other hand lightly touched his cheek, but Bai Ge touched the hard and rough surface, like a mask.

The itching sensation became more and more intense, and Bai Ge couldn't help but put both hands on his face.

Soon, he felt that there seemed to be a gap at the end of the hairline of his ear, as if the face was just a mask that could be taken off at any time.

Without thinking too much, the white singer pointed to the upturned gap and slammed it hard.

Hiss –

Bai Ge tore his face off!