Chapter 112: Consumption in the scene
Qing Wan seemed to be smiling, and said a little jokingly: "Don't want nuclear weapons?"
In a word, I was so scared that I almost threw the watermelon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
No, Qingwan has been there from beginning to end, and she also "reads minds" by the way?
Could it be that the people of the demon clan can read minds?
Instantly, I was a little unsettled.
Qing Wan smiled, put away the white porcelain bottle, and took the watermelon.
It's just that she has a slender hand, and she only holds a watermelon in one hand, which is a little strange no matter how you look at it.
The next moment, a few rays of light flashed, and a piece of watermelon floated in the air and flew in front of me.
And Qingwan was already eating there.
I took the watermelon in a daze, and took a bite of it, which was a little cool and a little sweet. There was a burst of relief in an instant, and the tension was also lightened by a few points.
"In return for saving my life, I took the remaining few pieces of watermelon. Qingwan said.
"Okay, thank you so much. I said hurriedly, but my tone was a little unserious.
It's like a hitchhike when you go to the city in the countryside, and it's polite when you get off.
However, at this moment, what can I say except for three or two polite words of thanks.
"Time is limited, I can't protect you for a long time. Are you going to come with me for a while, or are you here waiting for your people to arrive?"
After eating the watermelon, Qingwan also got down to business.
As soon as I thought that it would only take a while, I would have been attacked by four waves, and Liu Tian and the others had not appeared for a long time, if I waited here any longer, I might really have only one way to die.
"Come with you. However, if you can't take care of me, you can just throw me away. I looked at Qingwan and said as sincerely as possible.
Qingwan smiled, but didn't say anything.
I don't know if she doesn't care if it's really a heartfelt suggestion, or if she doesn't care if it's true or not.
Or maybe she thinks I'm moving backwards and doesn't want to deal with me.
However, there is only one real answer, whether it is silence or speaking, it is not necessarily convincing, and then no more guessing.
After all, I don't know how to read minds from demons.
simply didn't think about it anymore and followed her silently.
"It's not so much a small world as a fantasy that simulates a real environment. So it's much bigger and richer than the average little world. It's like the desert beneath our feet, which may stretch for tens or even millions of square kilometers. If you just rely on your feet, you won't be able to walk out after the race. β
As she walked, Qing Wan took out another brew and explained the essence of the scene to me while tasting it.
Her words also seemed to imply that she was going to fly out.
It's just that she obviously knows that I can't fly. Then there is only one way to say thisβshe takes me flying.
However, after a moment of silence, I looked at the bottle in her hand and said with great curiosity, "Can you ask a question, related to sake?"
She didn't look at me, but after taking a sip of the brew, she looked into the distance, and after a moment of silence, she said indifferently: "You want to ask, why do I always carry a bottle of brew?"
I wasn't embarrassed when I guessed the idea, but I was a little stunned.
Because the moment she spoke, I seemed to have an answer.
"Is it because it's a mixed taste?" I guessed.
She nodded and shook her head, then smiled silently and said no more.
And my question stops.
Maybe I'll know the answer later, but for now, it's best to follow her in silence.
I deflected her offer to fly with me with a question, and she acquiesced to my offer with a pace of moving on. There may be a bit of silent communication in this incident, or a bit of self-evident tacit understanding, but in the final analysis, it is a kind of helplessness.
A kind of helplessness that both of them had already found out but didn't speak.
In this scene, it is actually very unsuitable for flying.
It is a fantasy, and it may also be real. But whatever the outcome, it has its own rules.
Under the rules, it is vaguely telling us that the consumption of internal breath here will be much faster than outside, especially when flying.
That's why Qing Wan ended the battle so quickly before, so she finally chose to walk.
It's just that, if it's really what she said, this scene is big enough. Then the rapid consumption under the rules seems to be somewhat contrary to the original intention of the game.
Although there is no time limit for the competition, if you can't fly, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to find a fist-sized stone in a place of millions or even tens of millions of square kilometers.
Just imagine, relying on only two feet, it can take a person's life to walk every inch of China, let alone find something unique.
What's more, I don't know if there is anything special about this thing besides its size and the multicolored light.
"The multicolored stone should be condensed by the five breaths of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. β
Perhaps because the contestants began to feel the strangeness of this scene, there was finally no figure landing during this time, and there was no sound of fighting. Qingwan and I walked a little unusually steadily this part of the road.
It's so quiet that it's so quiet that I can't help but speak.
She nodded, not ignoring me because I was a potential competitor.
However, with her status and character, she shouldn't send me out of the game directly with a knife after I finished speaking.
Thinking that she might be as good at mind reading as Liu Tian, I quickly changed my mind.
"In that case, if there is only one place in this scene where these five auras are gathered at the same time, then it could be the location of the multicolored stones, right?" I guessed.
Qing Wan stopped, looked into the distance again, and then said, "You're right. However, the current situation is not so simple. β
I nodded, "It's because of the direct conflict between the perception range and the consumption of the breath within this world." On the one hand, the larger the range of perception, the more internal breath is required. On the other hand, the consumption of internal breath in this scene is already much more intense than in a normal environment. After all, the range perception of the consummation realm is limited, and if it is used to find the multicolored stones, perhaps the internal breath will be consumed at the same time as the perception. In this case, even if the multicolored stone is found, it may not be able to be brought out smoothly in the end. β
Thinking of this, I frowned again and said, "However, after all, it is a team competition, and there is no restriction on the use of items. The demon clan should also have an elixir to replenish internal breath. In teamwork, quickly perceive the multicolored stones, and then the rest of the people get the stones and then stick to them. There should be hope for the first place. What's more, there are also Dacheng realms participating in the competition, and with their perception, they should be able to find the colorful stones quickly and with little consumption. In this case, it seems that the game loses its meaning again. β
After some analysis, I actually felt a paradox. Suddenly made my brows tighten, and finally looked at Qingwan helplessly.