Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight mail bombs and the troubles of jingle
Chapter 298: Mail bomb and Ding Dong’s troubles
Fall seems to be coming very quickly this year.
It has just been less than a month into autumn, and pedestrians wearing thin velvet sweaters have begun to appear on the streets of the city one after another. A slight chill gradually spreads in the air, and the breath of summer seems to have left this place without hesitation.
a city.
And on such a cool morning in early autumn, lying on the deck chair on the balcony and enjoying the warm but not hot sunshine, there is also a well-behaved little maid standing next to you to prepare delicious refreshments for you, such a life...
It's so comfortable...
Lilina also looked depraved at the moment. She was lying on the lounge chair next to her with a straw in her mouth. From time to time, she turned her head and took a sip of the orange juice handed over by Anweina. Unfortunately, the appearance of a ten-year-old loli matched her current adult behavior.
No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel weird.
Quietly enjoying the leisurely morning time, Lilina suddenly stretched her body, then twisted on the recliner, her face facing me: "It's just a pity that the perverts are so embarrassed.
The intoxicating cool summer sceneries will be gone forever.”
"Yes, yes...no!"
Someone who was drowsy under the sunshine and the breath of autumn subconsciously agreed, and then woke up with a start.
It was so dangerous that I almost got caught by this fake lolita who was so dark to the core. Speaking of which, this guy is really getting more and more arrogant!
"It's already gone around."
Lilina pulled the armrests of the lounge chair to return her body, which had almost slid to the bottom, back to its original position. Then she smiled, shook her finger, pointed behind me and said.
At the same time, Qianqian's "gentle" voice sounded behind me: "Ajun... you can't pay attention to the wild flowers and grass on the street..."
...Should I find an opportunity to throw the fake lolita with the sly smile next to me into the material recycling furnace so that I can make some contribution to society?
Facing the dissatisfied Qian Qian, I decisively changed the subject, turned around and looked at Lilina next to me who had once again slipped off the smooth bamboo lounge chair and was now twisting her body to climb back up. I asked doubtfully: "Lily
Na, why didn’t you go shopping today?”
"It would be boring to go shopping all the time. It would be more comfortable to stay at home..."
This kind of thing should be more convincing than you when it comes from anyone's mouth, right!? It's just because you went out running like crazy for a month in a row that you fell down and couldn't run anymore, right? After you got back from rest today,
Are you planning to continue shopping, right?!
With a "squeak", the people on the balcony were pushed away from the opposite side. My sister came over holding a weighty-looking mail parcel with a puzzled look on her face: "There is a parcel! What did you buy, Jun?"
?"
"No……"
I took the boxy parcel from my sister, which was about the size of three computer hard drives stacked together, and found that the recipient on it was indeed my name, but I really don’t remember when I ordered something...
"Open it and take a look?" Lilina encouraged from the side.
The hand I had just stretched out to seal the parcel froze in place, and then I turned my head and looked at a certain pseudo-loli with an innocent expression with doubtful eyes: "Why do the suggestions you make make me feel a sense of danger involuntarily?"
?”
"Well, don't worry about it, don't worry about it. Mail bombs, anthrax and so on are not a threat to you anyway... Well, I'll stay away a little bit. If I die, it will be very troublesome to revive..."
This hateful guy who can be resurrected infinitely with the support of the World Tree... Oops, after she encouraged me like this, I really felt curious that I had to open it and take a look...
"Stab-"
The seal of the mail package was torn open easily.
I casually handed a bunch of colorful things to Lilina, who had an expression of "I'm so scared" on her face, and said, "Look at your crow's mouth."
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't bring such a dangerous thing over! I will die! I will really die!"
"You can be resurrected anyway..."
I muttered, then raised my head and asked my sister, "Sister, what do you think?"
"It seems that they have been targeted," Sister-in-law shrugged nonchalantly. "From the outside world, it seems that it is a small organization with weak strength and lack of vigilance. It is just within their target range, isn't it?"
In my hand is a bomb.
Strictly speaking, it is a bomb that has exploded: a black iron box whose shell has begun to twist and roll, and bright light is spurting out from the inside. The solidified flames show the explosive feeling at the moment when it burst out, and the periphery of this gorgeous firework is
It is something like a transparent film that wraps the entire bomb like a piece of weird jelly. This film is what cuts off the flow of internal and external time. Inside the film, the concept of "time" has been deleted.
It looks very beautiful, like some kind of post-modern handicraft, but it is actually a real murder weapon.
Of course, there is no threat to us.
"Qianqian, how long can this thing last?"
Tossing the mail bomb that had been stopped up and down, I turned to ask the girl next to me who had just stopped the explosion.
"It doesn't matter how long it takes, it doesn't matter until the end of the world detonates."
After carefully coming over and poking the flame that was in a still state and therefore had an absolute hardness, Lilina had a look of fear on her face: "It seems that in the future, mysterious objects like this that appear inexplicably will have to be scanned."
It’ll take just a moment.”
...You were encouraging me to open the package just now, right?
Shandora took the exploding mail bomb from my hand, habitually put it in her mouth and took two bites while I stared at her speechlessly, and then said: "The bullying has reached its peak, Arjun.
,what to do?"
Before that, can I complain a little bit about how you collect information from the outside world?
"Just make a contribution to human society and clean up the garbage..."
I have always thought of myself as a person who lives aloof from the world, loves peace, and is approachable. Well, I don’t mean to boast at all. But now it seems that it is necessary to educate some restless guys so that they know that my relationship with
Shiwuzheng is based on the fact that those who have disputes with me are dead...
"Let's eat, let's eat!" Sandora suddenly shouted, "Let's eat first, and we'll talk about other things later!"
…I wonder how those who sent the mail bombs would react if they learned that their well-planned attack failed to even slightly delay our lunch…
But today's lunch is a little different from usual.
When Bubbles, who was usually the most procrastinated, was dragged out of the two-dimensional world by his ears, Dingdang never appeared.
Sandora bit her spoon and looked at a special small tablecloth on the table, which was now empty: "Although Dingdang has been mysterious for the past half month, she will always appear as soon as the meal starts, right?"
Several eyes turned to the same person at the same time.
"Okay, okay," Lilina raised her hands with an aggrieved look on her face, "Really, I can't even live without food..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lilina turned into a green light spot and gradually dissipated in the air.
As a life born directly from the World Tree, she has the ability to teleport herself directly into the Temple of Life. This can be said to be Lilina's only ability at present.
A moment later, Lilina appeared in front of us, holding a black thing in her hand.
"It was found on the Creation Table of the temple." Lilina said, and threw the thing in her hand on the plate in front of me.
I always feel that it looks familiar from the shape...
There were cold sweat on my forehead. I put this black thing in the water cup at hand, add water, cover the cup mouth, and then change the direction of the up, down, left, right and right.
A shiny jingle!
"Dingdang will bite you! Dingdang will definitely bite you! Put down Dingdang!"
The little thing was lifted up in the air by its wings and its eyes still couldn't focus successfully, and it opened its teeth and claws at the three figures swinging in front of it.
"By the way, what have you been doing all this time?" I gently shook the little goddess in my hand, and said with confusion, "This time you have toiled yourself so much."
"Dingdang doesn't want you to worry about it! Just put Dingdang down!"
I silently picked up the special artifact for dealing with Ding Dong from the table: a large water cup!
"Ah... don't... I'm really dizzy! Stop shaking!"
"Then tell me the truth! What have you been doing these past few days? I heard from Lilina that you often conduct experiments in the temple? There was a big explosion this time? Are you doing something dangerous?"
My tone was very firm, and my face also showed a firm expression that I would definitely not try to get away with it today. It was not that I was unkind, but that Dingdang’s behavior recently was really strange. Curiosity was one aspect, and more importantly, I was interested in
This little worry is always unreliable. Any experiment conducted by human scientists is in danger of causing a biochemical crisis. An experiment conducted by a goddess is even more careless - especially when this goddess often encounters various situations and
With his IQ severely erratic, looking at today's situation, it's obvious that Dingdang was in such a mess due to his own experiments...
And more importantly, what if the things Dingdang tested escaped from the barrier of the World Tree and one or two escaped from the shadow city...
That would be really fun... No matter how you think about it, it should be a crisis for mankind that is far more serious than the Godzilla incident...
Looking at the determined eyes of me and the girls around me, Dingdang, who had been resisting for a while, finally surrendered. The little guy curled his lips, with tears in his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Okay, okay! Dingdang is it."
What an idiot! Dingdang can’t do anything well!! Dingdang is a hopelessly poor student who failed to pass the elementary creation certificate after taking fourteen make-up exams!!! Wow..."