Chapter 89: The Black Market Show

Lime follows Fenty into the runway.

The small round glittering stage in the middle should be a performance stage, and there are no stools in the audience, and there are circles of pattern lines.

"Stand and watch?"

"Hurry up and find a place to occupy it!"

White Rabbit and Fenty stand on the first circle.

"Does this pattern have any special significance?"

"Wait, you can sit down if you're tired." With a slight stomp of Fenty's feet, a square board rises.

"Wow," the rabbit sat down, and the camouflage suits around him were all gorgeous and grand. A lot of them aren't human. Each of them stood on a pattern point and waited quietly for the show to begin.

A long bell rang out, and a man in a white robe rose from the stage. The white rabbit struggled to discern that it should be human.

The white-robed man dragged his silver-white curly hair to the ground, holding a bare cane in his hand, and a ray of light shot straight into the sky.

"Roar...... Roar......... Roar ........."

"Roaring ......" Six people immediately rose from the side of the white robe, each dressed differently.

Fentie next to "Roaring ......" also spoke, and the white rabbit glanced at Fenty, and then looked at the platform, and the six circled around the middleman, and then the white rabbit felt that the six people were probably not people. One of the legs appears to be prosthetic like Fenty.

"Roar ......" the middleman roared, and the six people next to him changed their movements and turned around.

"Roaring ......"

The more people gathered in the show, the louder and louder the "roar" became.

"Roar ......" the white rabbit couldn't help but make a sound.

"Is this what it's called acting?" The White Rabbit asked in a whisper.

"Roar...... The one in the middle will dance for a while..."

"Roaring ......"

He knelt on one knee in the middle of the six faces next to him, tilted his head and stretched out an arm. "Oh hoo..."

The white robe began to dance, and the long silver hair flew, "Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar..."The cane shoots out a beam of light, dancing in a continuously changing geometric pattern in the air.

The white rabbit stared intently, this dance must have a special connotation, like a unique language, but the white rabbit did not understand.

"Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar... Roar..."

The robed man danced enthusiastically for a long time, the afterglow of the beam gradually dissipated into the night, and he sat down cross-legged, and his staff continued to point to the sky and slowly shoot out circles.

"Roar......" The six people next to him got up and jumped.

"Stand up," Fenty said.

The white rabbit stood up, and all the "people" on the pattern line began to rotate clockwise.

"Roar... Roar... "All the "people" are doing various actions while spinning in circles to show off the camouflage clothes on their bodies.

The white rabbit propped up two ears and held the radish to his chest.

"Ahh Ahhh Roar... Roar... Hey... "The dance on stage is more enthusiastic.

"What the hell are you doing?" White Rabbit asked Fenty.

"Let's go back in two more laps......"

The white rabbit saw the big peacock with the screen open, and kept twisting his buttocks. A black swan silently approached "it". The red flamingo also found a yellow leopard head.

After a turn, turning counterclockwise, the flow of "people" slowly piled up. The White Rabbit looked around, "Why didn't anyone come up with us?" ”

"We're wearing too shabby clothes......"

"Hahaha..."On the white rabbit stand, the six people didn't know that they were tired. The concentric circles shot out of the cane spread out and enveloped the entire show, with the patterned circles on the ground, the solemnity of classical mathematics.

"How long is this going to take?"

"Tomorrow dawns..."

……

The two come out of the market and return the red bracelet at the checkpoint.

"What kind of religious ritual is that performance, right? I don't know if it's a human or a machine mixed together, Datong and harmoniously ......" Lime asked suddenly.

"This market came together because of that performance... I don't know how many years..."

"Disguise because it's not legal, a collective shame ritual?"

"Alas... Wanted, where did you get your arrogance, haven't gotten used to it? ”

"Hahahaha, I'm thinking about the music box, illegal androids will expect legal identity."

"Huh?"

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