Chapter 62: Disagreement
"It doesn't really matter what you are, and there aren't many options for the mystery. First of all, you are a spirit being, and secondly, you know the dragon text quite well, and you want to find the broken bronze pillar of the ice sea.
Interestingly, it's not until so long later that you finally reveal this goal.
What really matters is your purpose. Why did you choose me and what are your goals? β
[Coincidence]
Luo Yin shook his head, he didn't believe in this kind of reason. Let's put it another way.
"When did you parasitize me, when did my bloodline awaken?"
γBefore Birthγ
Luo Yin: ?
Before you were born, did you parasitize on my old father?
It doesn't seem to make sense. Since his father's bloodline was sparse to a certain extent, the system decided to reopen.
For more than an hour, Luo Yin used various methods to clichΓ©. He was sure that this uncle was playing dumb.
"You've helped me a lot. Without you, I might still be submitting resumes to the equipment department and saving up money to open my own studio.
But if you don't explain your purpose, I won't collect the shards of the bronze pillar. β
[There is no harm in doing the main quest]
"Don't."
Let's just spend it now. Otherwise, if left unchecked, the system will be a ticking time bomb.
[Then I'm off]
Luo Yin clasped his hands and had a cold attitude.
He is already an independent, mature, and powerful boss. The little bit of function of the system, don't do it.
[I'm really closed]
"I do, but only a little. I can put the rest of my money into the task of collecting the shards of the Bronze Pillar. β
Boss Luo still maintained a cold attitude. Hang, still can't be lost.
In the newly renovated luxury office, Luo Yin drank strawberry milk and speculated about the planning of the system.
There is a huge deviation between the essence of the Ice Sea Bronze Pillar and the understanding of the secret party. When he first started his lessons, he understood them simply as symbolic ornaments.
But it is essentially a finest alchemical creation. Norton is also happy, and the pinnacle of alchemy has to be the Black King.
Observe and record everything, and summarize and simplify it by itself, which is equivalent to a supercomputer connected to a huge number of external monitoring devices.
Luo Yin has reason to suspect that it is more than that. With a machine with infinite information and processing power, it is not difficult to predict the future.
He thought of Norma, Samaria, Kaguya. Different paths to the same end of the development idea.
The Grand Priest White King is the administrator of this record system, but it is the Black King who has the final editing rights. After the death of the White King, the Priesthood inherited the administrator privileges and carried out a large-scale deletion of posts.
Wait, is the White King really dead......
Luo Yin's expression became a little strange. The broken things between these dragon kings seem to be the same as the war of words on the Internet.
There is a high probability that the Black King has the ability to modify the "world line" like Odin, plus the final editing power of history...... Isn't this the administrator of all evil?
Well, touch the fish for a while first, and then use the big perfunctory technique. Drag it out until next month, and find some way to fool the system.
I just decided happily.
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"Hit!"
The bamboo sword was chopped down, and the action without dragging mud and water was pleasing to the eye, and the murderous aura was in the sword wind.
If she was blindfolded, she would probably think that there was a battlefield general on the opposite side.
The two bamboo swords in both hands are staggered and whirling, and the arc is clean and beautiful, like a whirlwind sweeping through the sycamore in autumn.
Susie is on the offensive, while Mai is defensive, dodging, and unleashing skillful unloading moves with her extremely flexible body.
Susie's cry was lion-like aggressive, like a heavy hammer.
Usually there is no one to accompany her in sword practice. Luo Yin has been lazy in this area for a long time, and he is keen to crush his opponents with better equipment.
Olivia, the chief manager, is quite afraid of pain. Others are not physically fit and are prone to serious injuries during regular exercises.
Chu Zihang is a good sparring partner, but it's a pity that she hasn't been in the Lionheart Club for a long time.
"Hit! Beat! β
Exhaling and making a sound can adjust the rhythm of the sword, and it is also a good way to concentrate and strengthen the momentum.
Mai blocked Susie's direct stab, but she couldn't fight back in the rainstorm. She had to admit that this girl was a strong player in this area.
It's hard to believe that this concise, decisive move was developed over the course of two or three years through physical education classes in Kassel and through one's own practice.
The air twisted for a moment, and the long-legged ninja "melted" into the air.
Willow-leaf-shaped black-faced knives flew from all sides of the dojo, rotating around the central space at high speed, like an iron cage in the gladiatorial arena.
People who are accustomed to fighting do not panic due to visual influences.
The sound of the bamboo sword clashing, the direction of the depression in the ground, the smell and the angle of the force were enough to support the determination of the sword.
Susie slashed with a sword. The range is large, but it will affect the center of gravity and expose weaknesses.
Followed by an oblique upward flirtation, the angle and power were completely intuitive, blocking the ninja's surprise attack without deviation.
......
"That's it."
Susie put away her sword and wiped away the sweat. The muscles that continue to exert force are a little pantothenic.
"Give up your plans. You can't win against me, and you can't be captured alive. It's good to have a friendly match between kendo fans. β
Susie activated the Alchemy Array of Disciplines, suppressing most of the effects of the Dark Light. Jiude Mai showed her figure angrily, and put back the bamboo sword with a slight trembling hand.
"Blood-wise, I have a slight advantage. The point is, we confiscated your phone.
Ice water, cold beer, coke? β
βbeer.β
Susie took a can of cold dark beer from a small Xiaoice box and threw it to her "prisoner".
"How long do you want to lock me up?"
"It didn't take long. Someone says it's going to be a hassle if it's too long, but let you go right away, and you'll definitely go back to some dark plans.
Closing you for a short period of time can help us build a little edge. β
"Scheming bastard."
The two thugs rested on wooden rocking chairs, drinking cold beer, and a few rays of sunlight shimmered on the bamboo floor through the ventilation windows in the heights. There is no difference in their identities and strange atmosphere.
Mai looked at Susie with her spare eyes, trying to find an opportunity to sneak attack, and turned her offensive. But this girl is really a bit strong.
And Susie's attention is mainly focused on the ninja's long legs. Is it really that long, it seems to be more obvious after sitting down. You should pay attention to your nationality......
"Why can't the miscellaneous fish come by themselves?"
"He doesn't think it's likely to get any useful information from you. The exact phrase is, 'They are like idiots who have fallen into the clutches of pyramid schemes, unable to maintain their ability to think independently'. So I came over and played with the company. β
Mai silently clenched her fists. Occasionally won a game by luck, and it was so arrogant.
"What about you? I've done your background checks.
Luo Yin is just a lucky person who is atavistic by blood. Olivia came from a mestizo family, with parents working in engineering and archaeology, respectively.
And you, who only awakened your bloodline after being picked up by the Kassel Academy, probably haven't even held a sword a few times in the past eighteen years. Do you think the job is promising? β
Susie shrugged. They really don't have any famous backgrounds, and they don't have bitter hatred or ideals to change the world.
But just as things stand, they're pretty strong.
"When I was in school, I was always a good student. Oh, you shouldn't know that ......"
"I've seen it. Good moral character, good study, good health. The school will give out that stupid and inferior red certificate. β
"You know a lot. When I was in high school, I was a bit short-sighted, I didn't like to talk to people, and my hobby was to secretly read books in the last row with thick glasses and clip them in my textbooks.
But after college, I wanted to try a different way of life. Take advantage of the heat in your head to tear apart your previous life. This job makes me happy so far. β
Mai has seen Susie's previous photos, and intelligence is the foundation of ninja work. It's really like two people.
"Have you thought about your boss's ultimate goal? What kind of future do you aspire to? β
Susie muttered for a moment.
"I don't know, maybe become the boss of the half-breed and reap a lot of money. It's nothing to worry about.
'I am the son of man, and the bloodline is but a tool for the pursuit of the goal. Whoever pretends to be a god because of his bloodline is a hopeless fool. β
That's what we say in small talk, and we don't disagree. β
Is dragon's blood just a tool. Mai Sakade wishes things could be so simple.
"There's no secret to my past, but I'm curious about your past. We can't find out the details of you, and it is said that a beauty like you should have left a lot of records.
You are a ninja, however, there is no record of Mai Sakatoku in the Wind Demon clan and all the well-known ninja factions. β
"I'd rather choose a boring past than disgusting and boring."
Mai's eyes were a little dark, and she was silent for a while.
"Have you ever wondered if the half-breeds are really a powerful race in the world? Half-blood families love to preach the glory and power of half-bloods, but are we really that powerful?
Bloodline, a gift, or an inescapable curse. β
"Probably not. The number of hybrids is small. β
"Dragon's blood is a useful tool, and in the eyes of many people, a half-breed is also a useful tool, even a rare wealth. Like a famous painting with rich colors, or beautiful porcelain.
Hybrids with strong computing power are natural cash cows, and stealthy hybrids can be trained to be assassins who leave no trace.
Individuals with good looks can be pets to raise, and individuals with strong vitality are test subjects who can be tortured at will.
Dragon's blood holds the keys to immortality and strength, and some will not hesitate to commit the most brutal crimes in the world, as long as they can wear the golden ring of the Nibelungen. β
Mai took a long sip of the slightly bitter dark beer. She rarely said what she just said to anyone.
Susie straightened her sweaty hair. She rarely thinks about it, because she doesn't have that kind of experience.
She, Luo Yin, and all the students in Kassel, they are all lucky ones. They were absorbed by the secret party and coalesced into a powerful group.
Sword Emperor is a powerful and aggressive spirit, and not many people in the world are stupid enough to fight her idea. But in places where the Secret Party and other half-race organizations can't see, there are a lot of lonely people scattered and a lot going on.
"You don't want us to find out about your past. It's not pretty, is it? β
Susie realizes that Mai may be the less fortunate one.
"It's not at all good or good. Kant said that morality requires that human beings can regard their fellow human beings as an end, and not just as a means to an end.
But probably, mestizos are not entirely in the category of people. We are in the gray area.
The most beautiful thing about that memory, for me, is a melody.
Hanging from the edge of the cliff with two fingers, he curled up as hard as he could, each bone slowly aching to the point of numbness. There was staccato music nearby, very clumsy, probably some beginner hiding in the middle of nowhere and practicing secretly.
Every day when I train, I have that melody. I hypnotize myself with it, and I will never fall off a cliff until the music stops.
Later I learned that it was the sound of the shamisen, and that the music was "With You". β
"So you went to the music department of the University of Tokyo?"
"Four years wasted in college. It's full of melodic and maverick creators, and I grabbed the time to talk to a dozen or more boyfriends by the way.
You have to enjoy yourself in the limited time, and when the enjoyment is over, it's time to work. β
Mai's expression was full of nostalgia. The campus life at the University of Tokyo has honed her mature Aquaman skills, and since then she has been invincible on the road to a new boyfriend.
"Then your boss is not bad."
"He's very troublesome, throwing all kinds of unbelievable tasks at will, and mysteriously planning his own mysterious plans all day long."
Jiude Mai complained a little.
"But I'm still very grateful to him for having that college life."
"So, your boss, what kind of future does he yearn for?"
Susie's eyes were full of seriousness, so that Mai couldn't prevaricate and deceive the girl.
"The whole world. A new world, a better world for us. β
Susie shook her head.
"It's not a good word. There is only one world, and the new means to destroy the old. β
"There are goals that can be paid for anything."
The swordsman felt a deep estrangement. There are certain irreconcilable differences between them.
Susie walked over to the door and pressed the door's mechanism. The steel walls move to either side, revealing a large floor-to-ceiling window made of one-way glass.
"You're locking me up in a school?"
"Russell College. I'd rather call it a temporary shelter than a school. Objectively speaking, the quality of its teaching is really not good. β
Mai observed the students and teachers who came and went, and felt that something was not quite right. For example, the overdeveloped biceps of several students, and the dragon tattoo on the big arm of the chemistry teacher.
"You students, I feel like you're quite capable of fighting."
"All I can say is that they have a special cultural heritage."
There was a loud bang in the school building, followed by black smoke and shouts of confusion.
"You bunny! Dare to steal the school's dragon breath bottle!
I'm already very angry that my physical education teacher came to the alchemy item general knowledge class, do you still want to delay my end of work!
Remember the pain of this punch for me, and reflect on my mistakes, you bastard! β
After a loud bang, the wall seemed to crack. Presumably her delusion.
"You can continue to be locked up here, or go to substitute school music lessons. The previous teacher had some accidental injuries. β
"That was just now?"
"That's our excellent PE teacher, you might get along.
You know, it's a gentleman's agreement. After letting you out, I can't stop you from running away in advance.
You can be a music teacher for two weeks, or you can run away immediately. But then I will look down on you. β
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