Ball lightning feels sleepy.

Jin Yuan of the Ayutthaya civilization traded the intelligent module to the main priest through the system permission, and was fed ball lightning by the crow sacrifice, and then it fell into a deep sleep.

Huhuhu~

Wind?

Wrong!

It's a snoring sound!

The ball lightning looked at himself: his stomach was big, his head was small, his limbs were more like rice balls, almost non-existent, like a big ball with a small ball, and then he had been eating irregularly recently, and he had four pimples on his face.

Huh?

My ontology?

Angelica glanced around, its limbs were electrified, and the whole was placed in a corridor, which extended in all directions, and the passage was very narrow, and it happened to be stuck in it.

Cannon fodder system: ......

Isn't that what my smart module gives me?

Isn't it good to learn and watch some bizarre island movies?

it~Ahhhh

The limbs are energized and it's kind of dead.

Angelica was a little excited,

"Did you hear that? The corpse of our former headmaster seems to be crushed underneath. The pump is constantly circulating, and it seems to immortalize its physical body. ”

The two children squatted next to the well, and a huge boulder of great weight was pressed on the mouth of the well.

In physical education class, students practice module proficiency under the sun, and they do research here.

At this age, they always look at the sky with their eyes on the sky, and they used to talk about the "singers" and "dancers", but suddenly they come to the well next to the big tree to discuss the legends they have heard.

"Immortal——, I heard that only by drinking the water of Guanshan can I achieve such a degree, and I don't know what happened back then."

"What else could it be? It's just two garbage guys who clean the public area and run over the wall. ”

"It's amazing, I heard that I haven't caught it yet."

"What do you think this well was made of? I heard that there are a lot of funeral goods in the coffin, and I don't know why I put these treasures here. ”

They are one sentence at a time, and the angelica under the manhole cover is dripping with eyes.

Here, it's big and feels sturdy.

Yes, sturdy.

The cannon fodder system snorted, the current turned on, and it felt connected to some distant mechanical structure, and it seemed to grow a pair of eyes.

Huh?

Cutscene over?

In the blink of an eye, a large amount of data information appeared in its vision, and the ball lightning at this moment was like receiving some kind of inheritance like an initiation.

【Communicating synaptic translation in ......】

[Long time no see, otter.] 】

It was a burst of light, and it was coming from all directions along the pipe.

[You still like prosperity so much. Unity is a choice, and you have forgotten yourself now just to be tolerated by a group of aliens? Is it worth it, or is it that in your heart, there is such a degree of hatred for your hometown that you are willing to give up who you are. 】

The brilliant light did not try to do anything, it just expressed, the ball lightning was hazy, it blinked, it had not yet adapted to the current environment, but these ubiquitous lights did not express it, this riddle, and it was not to be solved.

There is no need to answer, it is just confiding, or rather, trying to clear up previous misunderstandings.

Tacit understanding is the highest level of language, because it will not be misunderstood, and the causal chain of language is too long, and the difference is thousands of miles, once there is a conduction deviation, it will eventually lead to an impasse in the conversation, and even turn into a useless bubble.

At this moment, the cannon fodder has no idea about their own situation, so these rays have the best environment for expression: they have a lot of events to correct their language to "unique", as long as the result is accurate, when the ball lightning recalls, the meaning of this conversation is reflected, so they are not in a hurry.

These underground pipes are very long, and Angelica is addicted to them as if listening to a story.

The lullaby is hypnotic, it seems to resist these memories, this protective measure does not help, the light directly leaves its own signals in its body, and sooner or later it will be translated.

The ball lightning flowed in the night, it seemed to merge into the invisible structure, its structure of one large and one small four sesame seeds fit the environment very well, it sensed the signal of danger, the longer it stayed here, the closer it was to falling into the unknown.

But it doesn't seem to be doing much.

Smart modules?

At one point, the ball lightning turned into an ideal black body, and its body was enveloped in an absolutely smooth sphere:

It was a golden grapefruit.

"Boom ——!"

For these uninvited guests, the great power present was not polite, and directly chose to make a move.

Sharp, unreserved!

[The original evil, there will also be feelings? 】

[Oh? Do you think so highly of me? 】

Yuzu knew very well that he had to face it with all his strength.

These broken copper and iron have also begun to gamble!

A rain.

A torrential downpour.

The air in the pipes was pervasive, the young man was graceful and luxurious, waving the scepter in his hand, consuming time calmly, the ball lightning was still sleeping, and its essence began to change.

It was not clear what was hidden in this intelligent module, and he actually brought himself back to the Death Academy!

As one of the core dojos of the fifteen labels, the danger here is no less than a fight with the Heavenly Wings Real Sword and Real Gun, his only advantage is that there are four families standing behind him, otherwise the original plot will repeat itself, without the pressure of the thorn, he will definitely not die here!

It's outrageous.

Yuzu Hong didn't dare to take out his hole cards at all, and he began to hide his clumsy mind while maintaining absolute sanity, and this maniac who was uncontrollable as soon as he fought took out his sanity and began to press the line in the scorching feather.

Until, it rained.

The rain was pouring down, and among them, there was jasmine.

The dark and oppressive sky fell, and Yuzuhong looked at the cold white gauze dress: she had always been so cold in her impression, and this emotion had accompanied her for most of her wanderings in the Arakawa, and compared to herself, she seemed to be the one who had no emotion.

[It seems that you have decided. 】

Light doesn't speak, it only compromises.

Just like in the beginning, while saying that light is a particle, we also say that light is a wave.

But only the light itself knows, and the light of being alive is already very tired.

They can fight against Yuzu's formidable opponent endlessly, but they can't offend a new opponent because of their position.

[I'm tired. 】

Su Qingjiu was not rude, she had to be very reckless, after all, the situation in the world has never been something that the younger generation can participate in, but at the moment, it is also a threshold where there can be no chaos.

Angelica woke up, and the grapefruit returned to the tree to absorb nutrients, and the rain fell endlessly, just waiting for the first sunshine, and there was no trace.

When was this fate, this evil fate, connected?

Guanshan, there is a moon here, she comes, look.