Animation Spirit: The essence remnant after the destruction of the Mysterious TV, which contains a trace of intact weird and mysterious power and the spirit of an animated boar.
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Hmm, a very simple introduction.
But Fang Xiaoyue also understood why the previous mirror was so weird.
To put it bluntly, whether it is a mirror or a television, the reason why such strange and mysterious phenomena occur is actually because it is continuously affected by the strange and mysterious power.
That mirror was too badly destroyed by Fang Xiaoyue, so it failed to retain its strange and mysterious power.
But this TV is different. I don’t know whether it’s because the TV is more advanced or for some other reason, but the residue after its destruction contains a trace of weird and mysterious power as well as the animated wild boar from before.
He is not willing to study this weird and mysterious power.
This thing is too weird, and he is worried that if he studies it himself, he will get into more trouble.
However, with the experience of the Mirror Soul Crystal, Fang Xiaoyue is not worried about any damage this thing will cause to the real game wreckage.
He then took out the remains of the real game and put them together with the animated spirit.
As he had guessed, the real game wreckage stretched out invisible tentacles as soon as it approached the animated spirit, and plunged into the animated spirit, greedily sucking the power of the animated spirit.
At this time, the animation spirit that originally existed as a fragment of the TV screen no longer pretended to be itself, but fought back, with dazzling five-color brilliance constantly flashing on it, as if a cartoon was playing in fast forward.
However, the resistance of the animation spirit is useless. At most, the illusion of the wild boar comes out and bites the golden card twice, but it is of no use. At most, it only adds a few points of light effect.
When the fragment completely stopped moving, the real game wreckage also retracted its invisible tentacles, just like an ordinary golden card, no more movement.
Fang Xiaoyue took the real game wreckage in her hand and inspected it. She was somewhat surprised to find that as the animation essence was absorbed, the game built in the real game wreckage became more flexible, and the most important thing was the table tennis table.
And the two people playing ball are no longer simple lines, but are rendered with a layer of color.
Although it looks like a double line structure, like a crayon drawing, it is much stronger than before.
And the wild boar has also been retained, but the animated version of the wild boar has been changed into a crayon version, which looks a lot out.
How about finding a chance to try this thing? Fang Xiaoyue thought for a while and put the remains of the real game back into the void ring.
However, the appearance of this animated spirit made him more interested in the situation above the small foreign building.
Obviously, whether it is the strange phenomenon in the mirror or the TV, it is probably related to the upper two floors of the small foreign-style building.
However, some principles in his heart still prevented him from going directly to take a look above.
After all, it is the landlord’s territory.
Coming in without telling someone is considered stealing.
Let’s work overtime to set up the stall.
In the next few days, Fang Xiaoyue and Wang Sanhe's stall can be said to be a prosperous business.
There is no way, the night market business is like this, if you cook delicious food, the diners will spread your reputation, spread it to ten, and then new diners will come to your door.
When business was at its best, the six tables brought by Fang Xiaoyue were not enough, and often two waves of diners would eat at one table.
Fortunately, diners in this era, especially those in small night markets, are not so particular. As long as the food is delicious, sharing a table with others will tolerate a little interference.
But the average gross profit of more than 3,000 per night is still a bit jealous.
Although public security is pretty good these days, it is hard to say in a place like this where the urban area meets the suburbs.
Some gangsters from nearby villages have their eyes on Fang Xiaoyue.
These bastards are typical hot chicks.
How should I put it? Most of them are the kind of families that prefer boys over girls, and then they keep having children, and they don’t stop until they give birth to a son.
Therefore, they usually have several sisters, sometimes as many as seven or eight, and the only son is called Jin Baoluan in the family.
Generally speaking, a situation like this is equivalent to having a throne to be inherited.
As the crown prince, they have to have the wind and the rain at home. They have been doted on since childhood. If they do something wrong, it is the fault of their sisters, thus developing a lawless and domineering character.
As for going to school, it is even more dregs that cannot be picked up. Many people drop out of school before even graduating from elementary school, and then wander around with nothing to do, stealing chickens and dogs in the village. They do no big evil but continue to do small evil.
Over time, these guys became bandit bullies who roamed the villages.
In places like small night markets, they will have an autumn breeze every now and then.
After all, those night stall owners didn’t want to cause trouble for these local snakes, so they allowed them to eat and drink for free, which was regarded as paying protection fees.
But as time went by, these guys became unsatisfied. They ate and drank for free, and even took advantage of the sheep, carrying a few bottles of beer, a few mutton chops, and so on.
Hence, stalls like Fang Xiaoyue's, which are particularly popular in business, naturally fall into their sights.
“Boss, make me twice-cooked pork!”
“A sea fish, no? A big river fish.”
Five gangsters walked over with shrugs, formed a circle on a table, and then started shouting.
Wang Sanhe had a sharp eye and recognized these gangsters immediately.
After all, he used to go to the night market all the time. He saw these gangsters and knew they were not good people, so he hurriedly reported to the master: "Master, the people at that table are gangsters from the surrounding villages. I'm afraid we are not going to do anything today."
Something happened?"
“Something happened? Don’t be afraid.”
Fang Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to these gangsters at all. The kitchen knife in her hand was still flying on the chopping board without being affected at all.
Soon, a few dishes and rice were delivered.
The gangsters were eating honestly, and Wang Sanhe, who had been observing quietly, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Looks like everything is fine today.
What Wang Sanhe never expected was that before the meal was finished, there was a commotion at the table.
“Ouch, what is this?” A gangster shouted in an extremely exaggerated voice.
“This is a cockroach!” Another guy with green hair immediately praised him.
“Damn it! Is this still food for people to eat?”
The third gangster with a crew cut immediately lifted the table, and the food and soup flew out in another direction, forcing the diners to dodge again and again.