Chapter 297: The Butterfly Effect of Qi and Machine Sympathy

Three hours after the man-made earthquake, the Central Administration Department of the Ideal Country.

After Adolf assigned the task, he began to tell his henchmen what was on his mind.

"People, if divided into good people, bad people, and bad people who are not bad. Grant undoubtedly cares about the good and the bad and not the bad. Oh, sometimes even if it's a bad guy, he will find a way to redeem it. Adolf crossed his fingers and continued, "And Oliver only cares about the good guys, completely ignoring the bad guys and the bad guys. That's the difference between them. ”

Adolf leaned back in his chair: "Oliver, he is too arrogant, as soon as he is threatened and targeted by someone who is not a good person, he will explode directly, completely ignoring the consequences after that. ”

Adolf's henchman: "You mean, Lord Oliver knows that we are plotting against him?"

Adolf, who leaned back in the chair with his fingers crossed, turned his thumbs a few times: "Well, maybe." Oliver is the progenitor of reasoning, and I don't know if he reasoned about me! ”

Adolf grinned: "Heh, with his pride, he probably thinks that whether it is in front of the curtain or behind the scenes, he will be killed together." ”

Well, Adolf, they were probably not wrong...... Except for the 'I care about good people' (Actually, for good people, I can only help if I don't threaten me. Luckily, since I set out to meet people, there hasn't been anything that makes me feel dangerous. ）

And I'm really going to slap everyone...... The white hands in front of the curtain ('The Mayor of the Pit' and 'The citizens who thought I wouldn't beat them') were chopped off, and the black hands behind the scenes (Adolf and them) were also chopped off.

So I don't care what traps they make, as for dodging the traps (to give in to the mayor and the citizens), go straight to the black hand or something.

Are you kidding!

I've always been to blow up traps and kill the trappers.

They are stupid to be taken advantage of, and I have never paid for the stupidity of others.

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As soon as dusk passed, darkness came.

On the first night after the man-made earthquake, dense bonfires were erected on the ruins.

I lay on a ruined landmark, beside the riverbank, looking up at the stars.

There was a ring of darkness all around, and only then did there get a little bit of a bonfire...... The survivors of the ruined city have avoided me and set up camp.

Oh, and there are still some people around me...... Some people who have been ostracized by the mainstream are resting in the black circles around me.

Just like that, the unlucky guy of the dead family is curled up more than 700 meters on my right...... This guy is not bad or bad (I didn't specifically help him), he survived by his own luck.

Dada, dada......

With the sound of neat horses' hooves, a group of 47 cavalry galloped in.

Among the cavalry, the leader who was obviously different from the surrounding armor style was the "son of the pit father...... Son of the former mayor of the city of Kerrûm, Ai Sries.

Tap, tap, ......

They stopped their horses at a campfire outside the "Dark Ring", and an argument broke out immediately afterward...... It seems that it was because the 'pit father's son' was going to rush over, and the captain of the guard cavalry would not let him.

What's funny is that messy argument, well, let everyone around know that the son of the former mayor is here.

Hiss!

When the crowd had gathered enough (because of the dispute), the 'pit boy' Puller rose up (immediately ceased to make noise), mounted his spear at the flat end, and charged at me.

The captain of the cavalry of the guards, who originally stopped him, also came to a tune that seemed to be unstoppable...... Drama spirit, it's too fake!

Da Da Da ......

After an interval of two or three seconds, the remaining 46 cavalrymen, also led by the captain of the cavalry, charged towards me with the 'pit daddy'...... 1 rode in front, and 46 rode in a triangular formation after more than ten meters.

In the dark ring, the crowd that had been ostracized by the mainstream immediately dispersed and avoided the cavalry charging route...... Oh yes, the one of them, the unlucky guy of the dead family squatted to the side and bit his lower lip and stared at the 'pit daddy' (the enemy was very red when they met).

900 meters away from me.

Close, 800 meters away.

Closer, 600 meters apart.

Before, the badass accomplice shot at me, and I killed it.

Now, the villains are charging at me, and I have no reason to let it go!

So......

300 meters apart.

I turned my head to look at the 'pit daddy' and my pupils shrank...... Sighting-watching killing (I don't bother to do this kind of minions).

The air in front of you twists into a high-energy form (explodes when it touches something) and shoots at the target at the speed of sound.

And then......

Grant appeared in front of my eyes.

Grant instantly appeared 60 meters before the 'pit daddy son'...... The three of them are in a straight line.

Rumble!

His energy field detonated my sightings-air waves...... Ten meters in front of him

Hiss!

The scattered wind pressure blew off the cavalry charge behind Grant...... 'Pit Daddy Son' also stopped behind Grant.

This is Adolf's next step, or the next step.

Using the 'Pit Daddy' to spark a civil war between me and Grant.

I toes at the ground, slid up from the ruins, and said to Grant, "Grant, are you going to be my enemy?"

Grant: "......"...... He did not speak, responding to me with silence.

At the same time, we also handed in our hands...... [He is sure to fight, I am sure to fight. 】

I took a step forward with my left foot, and he raised his elbow with his right hand...... [No one can stop the person I want to kill. 】

I raised my right foot to my knee, and he swung his left hand flat...... [roughly the same as Adolf's guess.] 】

I threw out my sword and stick, and he pulled out his sword and shield...... [I don't bother to explain, kill the people who stand in my way, and then kill the people behind the scenes, it's just clear.] 】

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Oh, by the way, we did all these actions 240 meters apart...... So it looks a bit sloppy.

This mode is called qi-machine sympathy.

In scientific parlance, it's called the butterfly effect.

Every movement I make is special, like when I step on my left foot for the first step, after a three-second chain reaction, a tornado is formed, rolling from right to left towards Grant...... His left hand waved flat, cutting off my chain reaction.

This is the effect of the butterfly fan on the other side of the ocean to trigger a typhoon in the other hemisphere, compressing it to thousands of miles around us.

Of course, Grant isn't all passive defensive, and every move he makes has its ripple effects, and I have to cut it off and then go back.

When we only pay attention to each other, we ignore the situation around us.

I pouted my ass in the back left, and Grant, who was more than 200 meters away, threw an uppercut straight ahead.

I turned my head to the right, and Grant, 200 meters away, came to squat.

Wait a minute......

Although we are all doing very serious actions, in the eyes of those who don't understand, our appearance is frustrated.

'More than 200 meters apart, writhing in the air, acting!' by the survivors of the ruins saw the idea of a shocking war...... The chain reaction of gas-machine sympathy between me and Grant is cut off before it comes out (once the effect comes out, one party has the first hand).

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