This sentence made the eyes of everyone in the room fall on the child. Bo Yanzhao frowned again and looked at this child carefully, in fact, he was a little puzzled from the beginning, what was the situation with this child.

Shi Que pointed,

"Inspiration enhancement is a differentiator, a six-year-old differentiator, and this year is twelve years old."

"it!" Now, even the tone of Bo Yanzhao, who has always been calm, has changed, and when he looks at this kid again, he is more cautious.

"What is your specific ability to differentiate? Is there a figurative entity? The child pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to answer, and hid directly behind Shi Que again.

Bo Yanzhao understood that he was a little anxious and scared the child. But the Awakening Inspiration Enhancement Differentiator at the age of six is really too rare.

And since this kid can know the information of [catastrophic] weird stories, and can accurately say colors, but he is still alive, it means that this kid is not only smart, but also extremely talented.

If it was in the North Institute, then Bo Yanzhao didn't even need to ask, and the North Institute would naturally give the best arrangement.

But in the south office, once the family found out, most of the child's life was gone. But looking at this child's cautious appearance, he shouldn't need to worry too much.

Shi Que shook his head, saying that it was all later, and the most important thing for them now was to have a deeper understanding of the information of this [disaster-level] strange story.

"One hour and twenty minutes." Shi Que looked at Bo Yanzhao,

"Bye-bye has been there for so long, they may have encountered obstacles on their side." Bo Yanzhao: "Do you want Xu Ye to go?" Shi Que shook his head: "Bye-bye can be solved." But if he comes back too late, I'm afraid we won't be able to solve it. Bo Yanzhao looked at Shi Que and sighed,

"You're really...... White, it's damning. "If this [catastrophic] weird thing is obsessed with color, then he will definitely not let go of the sparrow.

After all, he hasn't found a piece of white in F City for six years. And the child, after realizing that Shi Que and Bo Yanzhao didn't seem to intend to get to the bottom of his ability, also breathed a sigh of relief, and approached Shi Que again, hugging Shi Que's leg like a small animal.

Shi Que rubbed his hair and asked him softly, "Are there any other white people in this city?" ”

"Nope." The child shook his head, looking more and more well-behaved,

"There is none in this world, only you are white. You are different. As if he didn't know what to say, the child raised his head and looked at Shi Que,

"The fierce clown is blood-red, and he approached you, now a soft rouge." Then the child pointed to Bo Yanzhao again,

"The good branch is a dull cement color, and now, he's brighter." It's dim, Bo Yanzhao's longevity is not much, and when he approached, the finch became brighter, does it mean that Bo Yanzhao's body is getting better?

The doctor, who had not spoken all this time, was really concerned when he heard this, he didn't care about anything else, and walked over to the child and asked, "What do you mean by the color of the finch changing when you approach?" ”

"Why does the color change when you approach him?"

"Because he is white. All colors can be mixed with white. But white can't be stained with other colors, because it will become unclean. The child pointed to himself,

"I'm transparent."

"I'm going to die." He said seriously,

"I can only survive if my brother is willing to let me get close." Speaking of this, the child's eyes filled with tears again,

"I don't want to die, but if grandpa can survive, I, I can also die." This kid has been repeatedly saying that he will die since he was in Bo Yanzhao's office just now.

Shi Que squatted down and looked at the child: "Let me ask you, why did you say that you would die?" Also, why do you think that if you die, your grandfather will survive? The child looked at Bo Yanzhao, then at Shi Que, and slowly lowered his head: "Deal." The Fierce Joker will follow the rules of the deal. He will protect Grandpa. And when I die, it will become a strange legacy, and that fierce clown will become a knight when he gets me. "The child's statement is a bit vague, and there is a little bit of inspiration to enhance the unique mysteries of the differentiators.

But what Shi Que cared about was what this child had predicted, or what he had seen through his differentiation skills, so that he would know so many things now.

But the child, though close and dependent on him, had some secrets that he would not tell. Shi Que had a little headache.

And the child seemed to be afraid that the time would not believe, and emphasized again,

"Brother, you need me. So is the fierce clown. Only when I die will he become a real knight. ”

"So, how much does Lao Tzu have to become a knight with the bonus of a little kid?" A sudden voice interrupted Shi Que's inquiry.

The child subconsciously looked at the door. The door to the reference room was pushed open at random, and the money-worshipping clown walked in from the outside with a scythe.

He looked like he had just killed someone, and there were still traces of blood on the hems and uppers of his trousers that hadn't been cleaned up. Glancing at the child, the gold-worshipping clown said to Shi Que, "I've brought them all back." I encountered a little trouble on the way, and I have already dealt with it. Shi Que: "Alive?" The gold-worshipping clown grinned: "It's all dead." A containment breach would blow up the entire city of F. Shi Que and Bo Yanzhao stood up and looked out the window, there were many trucks parked in the courtyard of the branch office that specialized in containing strange talks.

The secretary general was busy shuttling between the trucks, and even Nie Qiu and Fu Yun, who were helping in the back, were busy all the time.

"You two go down and help! I'm guarding this side. The money-worshipping clown pointed downstairs,

"Otherwise, your secretary general will be tired and vomit blood."

"The current C-class is really pulling! I can't help but toss. Xu Ye rolled his eyes,

"People are just the physical strength of normal differentiators, and they can't compare to monsters like you!" The money-worshipping clown was scolded, not only not angry, but also very proud,

"Of course it can't be compared, or I won't take you with me every time I have a small meeting!" is also the main attacker, and the gold-worshipping clown can completely keep up with Shi Que's train of thought, and even half the time can be synchronized.

But he often couldn't understand Bo Yanzhao's analysis. But what the gold clown said was true, Xu Ye was so angry that his lungs hurt, and he couldn't refute it.

I can only drag the doctor downstairs.

"Let's go and do something we can, these little cubs are really annoying!" The doctor was still a little worried about Bo Yanzhao, but Xu Ye's movements were too fast, and before he could say anything to Bo Yanzhao, he was already pulled away by Xu Ye.

The gold-worshipping clown sneered when he saw them leave, and then walked to Shi Que's side, picked up the child, and looked closer.

"What's going on? Three-piece little kid? E-class Inspiration Enhancement System, not even a concrete entity. "Strange ()?

()，? ()『Come [word#]##』()? (), but not only was he not afraid of the money-worshipping clown, he would carry his collar and feet off the ground, and subconsciously hugged the gold-worshipping clown's arm with his hands and feet, and hung directly on his body.

Although the child was twelve years old, he was really short, even shorter than some five or six-year-old children.

When the ball is formed, it looks like a large creamy glutinous rice ball. The money-worshipping clown instantly became awkward, and reflexively wanted to throw the child out, but he still endured it, changed his position easily, and let the child sit on his arm.

The child reached out and put his arm around the neck of the gold-worshipping clown, and shouted crisply as he learned the appearance of the sparrow

"Bye-bye~". The gold-worshipping clown frowned even tighter, and gently slapped him on the back of the head with his other hand,

"It's not big, it's not small, call brother!" The child covered his head and looked a little silly. The gold-worshipping clown asked Shi Que speechlessly: "What's going on with these three pieces?" Don't tell me I'm going to pick up fools at home again. Kindergarten can't satisfy you anymore? Shi Que also sighed,

"I was going to ask about it, but you came back halfway through it." The money-worshipping clown looked down at the child and stabbed him in the face,

"Go on, hurry up, we'll have to deal with that bunch of stuff downstairs in a minute." Bo Yanzhao clearly felt that after the money worship clown came back, the vigilance in the child's eyes had completely disappeared.

Even the moment he saw the money-worshipping clown, it was as if he was completely safe, not only was he not afraid, but his tone became lively.

Shi Que also had the same doubts as Bo Yanzhao. The money-worshipping clown took the child and looked around, he didn't like the solid wood chair in the reference room very much, so he simply pulled a cushion and put it in front of him, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The child sat in his arms, and then looked at Shi Que with some expectation. Shi Que thought about it, and also tentatively sat down next to the gold-worshipping clown.

The child looked at Bo Yanzhao again. Bo Yanzhao hesitated for a moment, turned his wheelchair, and slid to Shi Que's side, just like they had done around the campfire in the campsite before.

The child looked at it and raised his hand,

"And three more."

"What three?" The child tilted his head, as if trying to describe it. pondered for a while before continuing,

"And three more."

"One is my brother who was originally green and later became matcha-colored. One is yellow...... Slut? Later, it turned into a delicious egg yolk. There is also a black ...... Black ......" he looked at the sparrow,

"Only you can change him." The gold-worshipping clown heard that his head hurt, and he raised his hand and slapped the child's head.

"Speak human words." The child pursed his mouth, got up from the arms of the gold-worshipping clown, rolled into Shi Que's arms, put his arms around his neck, buried his head in Shi Que's shoulder, and refused to speak.

It's obviously a tantrum. The money-worshipping clown was speechless for a moment. Shi Que coaxed him very patiently,

"When did you see it? See the seven of us sitting in a circle like this? The child nodded,

"Hmm. Sometimes, I am a ......" child seems to be a little confused, and compares the shape of a round turntable with his hand,

"I'm a toy, hanging on a fierce clown."

"Sometimes, you or the fierce clown will hold me, and the green brother will knit me a sweater. Yellow ...... Slut ...... Can cook. Shi Que glanced at each other with the gold-worshipping clown and Bo Yanzhao, and suddenly understood that what this kid said was very similar to the scene when the division team was in a wild campsite.

The money-worshipping clown is okay with everything else, but what he cares about the most is the yellow man: "So what kind of slut is it?" The child shook his head,

"You call him that." The money-worshipping clown suddenly fell silent, this name sounds outrageous, and I may be even more outrageous.

But then, he remembered that the kid had said that the green ones could knit sweaters. Who the hell would knit a sweater?

How could they be so poor in the future that they couldn't even afford to buy a sweater, so they could only knit it by hand? The key is that this kid just said one less person, and the money-worshipping clown raised his head, looked at Bo Yanzhao, and asked the child: "Listening to you say this, we seem to have something to do, what is he doing?" The child pursed his lips, looked at Bo Yanzhao with a little sympathy, and whispered: "Uncle is so busy, someone has been sending him messages, and there are a lot of forms." The child thought about it and asked Shi Que a little curiously: "Brother, Uncle doesn't look very old, why do you all call him Uncle!" Shi Que thought for a while,

"Maybe his surname is Bo!" Bo Yanzhao's face suddenly darkened.! ()? ()