"Hahahahaha!" Feng Bujue also laughed, even crazier than the other person, "I thought you were going to say something... You want to fight, right? I tell you... the four of us here are going to kill you.
, it’s almost a sure thing...?...”
"So, I'm not going to fight you." Ji Fenglong replied calmly.
"Huh?" Brother Jue was slightly startled when he heard this.
When he realized what the other party's words meant, Ji Fenglong had already disappeared in a flash...
"Oops... I got hit..." The next second, Feng Bujue raised his eyes and said in an awkward tone.
"What's wrong?" Xu Huaishang asked.
"We..." Before Brother Jue could answer, Ruoyu continued, "...we are probably locked up here."
"What?" Huajian asked in shock, "No? Can't you get out?"
"Yes, I can't get out." Feng Bujue answered.
"Why?" Huajian asked puzzled.
Feng Bujue sighed and walked a few steps: "Well... to answer this question, we still have to start with the basic content of this book..."
"Oh..." As soon as they heard that Brother was about to explain, the three beauties stood still, holding their left hands across their chests and holding their chins with their right hands, entering a state of "listening to the lecture." "The Book of Heaven can be roughly divided into three parts.
"Part one." Feng Bujue said, "The first part is Fu Ziche's notes..."
"Hey, wait a minute...who is this Fuzi Tetsu?" Hanajama asked.
"Ha! Even Fu Ziche doesn't know." Feng Bujue laughed dryly and continued, "As the saying goes - a lonely heart and compassion for the world. Friendships are made by heroes. A scholar has a trick in his mind. He can defeat millions of soldiers... I mean.
It’s Fuzi Tetsu.” The general’s daughter seeks a husband.
"If you say it, it means you haven't said it yet..." Xu Huaishang commented.
"Actually... you really don't need to ask such detailed questions..." Ruoyu sighed softly, "This is nothing more than tempting him to continue to tell some brand-new settings and knowledge that have nothing to do with us...
…”
After hearing Ruoyu's complaints, Brother Jue tilted his head and continued: "Okay, let me keep it short... In short, Fuzi Toru is a descendant of a down-and-out noble during the period when the three families were divided into Jin Dynasties. Later he became
He is a member of the Mo clan." Feng Bujue said, "His notes include mechanical thaumaturgy, Guigu's art of war, Mohist thoughts, etc... This part is the main content of the Bamboo Slips of the Book of Heaven."
After a pause for a few seconds, Brother Jue said again: "Let's talk about the second part of the Book of Heaven... It is the Cuban Shu War Armor Technique recorded in Bashu characters. It is also a thing similar to black technology." At this point,
He stretched and said, "As for the third part...well...it should be a piece of purple bamboo. The text inside is written in ancient Xia Dynasty characters. It is a formula. To put it bluntly...that piece of bamboo is
It's equivalent to a 'portal', and the mantra is the 'key'. Now the person who owns the key has left and closed the door from the outside..." His eyes swept over the faces of the three teammates, "... naturally we
I can't get out." "Okay..." Huajian asked, "Then what should we do next?"
"Wait." Feng Bujue said. "It's impossible for Ji Fenglong to lock us up for life. When she figures out how to deal with us, she will definitely come in again."
"I think...she might bring a group of men in, kill you, and then force the three of us into the harem." Xu Huaishang continued half-jokingly.
"No...she should kill me and Bujue together." Ruoyu corrected, "That General Su told us...their city lord only likes girls, not wives. Just then he said that I was a liao
Madam, the way Ji Fenglong looked at me changed...it seemed like she lost all interest in an instant." Martial Arts System Hunting Apocalypse
"That's easy to do." Feng Bujue was happy when he heard this. "When they came in, I said, we were just idle and bored, and the four of us [beep——] together, so they would have nothing to do."
Bar."…
Obviously, Brother Jue's death-seeking words can only get a response...
"You should go and die quickly..."
"I called the police..."
"The manuscript fee will be halved next month..."
…………
At dusk, in the inn.
"It's done." Root sat up from the bed and opened his eyes.
"It took longer than expected..." Twenty-three was still sitting at the table, not moving at all.
"Because part of the code that you rewrote is included in it, my workload has doubled." Root replied coldly.
"Ha...blame me?" Twenty-three turned his head and smiled charmingly at Lute.
Root was a little confused about Twenty-Three's joking response, and she said: "In this situation, your demeanor and tone of voice seem a bit inappropriate..."
"That part of the data is no longer in my calculation process." Chapter 23 said, "I said that my character module evolution is most likely the highest in the entire horror paradise. I don't need to do the calculation...
In other words, 'thinking'...to choose expressions and tones; I just need to 'feel' to do it."
"Okay..." Root responded, and then said, "So... how are Feng Bujue and the others? Did you encounter something if you haven't come back for so long?"
"Why are you asking me?" Twenty-three replied with a half-smile.
"Seriously, Twenty-Three, you and I are both derivatives, is it necessary to talk like this?" Root asked.
Indeed, both of them were well aware of everything that had happened in the previous few hours. While Root was busy closing the sandbox, Twenty-Three was not idle either... She seemed to be sitting still, but in fact she was
Repairing her damaged data, and...she never stopped tracking Brother Jue remotely.
"Okay~ It's okay to tell you." Twenty-three turned around and continued, "But you have to answer me a question first."
"What?" Root still sounded like a robot.
"What is your relationship with Feng Bujue?" Twenty-three asked.
"Partner." Root replied almost without thinking.
"You care about him so much and trust him..." Twenty-three said, "In your heart... he is just a partner?"
After hearing this, Root was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "First of all, I don't have a 'heart'. From a biological point of view, I don't have that organ, and from a philosophical point of view, I don't have that mind." She stood up.
He stood up and said, "Secondly, let me remind you... what you call 'care and trust'... on our derivatives side, it is collectively called 'permissions'. Yes, I gave Feng Bujue very high interaction permissions."
, because my logical circuit judgment...he is a user that meets the standards of this level." As she said this, she walked to Twenty-Three, "Finally...although I think this is nonsense, I feel like saying it.
It doesn’t matter—Twenty-three, you still remember...that you are a derivative, right? Or do you think...that you have become something else?")
