After Wen Yunyun heard this, she immediately smiled brightly.
Although it is already winter, Jiutian seems to have seen a lovely jasmine.
"Then, let's make an agreement?" Wen Yunyun stretched out the little finger of her right hand, "Pull the hook!"
Wen Yunyun was small, so naturally her fingers were also small. Looking at the cute little hand, Jiutian also stretched out the little finger of his right hand and gently hooked it with hers.
So soft.
Jiutian suddenly had such a strange idea in his mind.
Although he was not innocent enough to touch a girl's hand for the first time, the touch of Wen Yunyun's fingertips really made him feel different.
Like a small, electrified, soft marshmallow.
The two fingers were hooked together, intertwined with each other, feeling each other's touch, and for a moment neither of them wanted to take the initiative to separate.
"What are those two doing? Comparing the strength of their own fingers?" Not far away, Zhuo Lei looked at the two people holding hands with their little fingers in confusion, with silly smiles on their faces.
Thirty-three originally looked at the two people with an aunty smile, but when she heard Zhuo Lei's question, her expression suddenly became a little strange.
"You...have never been in love, have you?"
"Of course not, that kind of thing will affect your cultivation." Zhuo Lei said matter-of-factly.
Thirty-three was silent for two seconds after hearing this, then sighed, shook his head and patted his shoulder.
Zhuo Lei didn't know why, and Wen Xin, who was standing aside, caught a glimpse of the scene not far away with two streams of air blowing out from his nostrils, and then turned his back and didn't want to look anymore.
"Oh, that's right! I almost forgot something important!" Wen Yunyun, who was still immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere, suddenly realized that she had serious business with Jiutian.
"Huh?" Feeling the little finger slipping away from his fingertips, Jiutian couldn't help but feel a little regretful and still unfinished.
"What's the matter?" Jiutian had no choice but to take back his hand.
"Do you remember that I said I wanted to give you a gift before?" Wen Yunyun's tone suddenly became a little mysterious.
"It's not another space transfer prop, is it?" Jiutian felt a little psychologically shadowed.
"Oh no, that's just a backup plan I did just in case because I was worried about you!" Wen Yunyun explained, "The thing I want to give you has been in the works for a long time and is my hard work during this period!
"
"Oh? Let me see?" Jiutian became curious.
Wen Yunyun's talent in making props is extraordinary. When she was still a submersible, she was able to make weapons of a considerable level, and the "hard work" she talked about was naturally not an ordinary thing.
"Are you ready? I'm going to take it out? Don't get too excited?" Wen Yunyun covered her heritage armguard with her hands, looking proud.
"I'll leave if you don't take it out?" Jiutian didn't like her at all.
"No, no, no, just cooperate with me!" Wen Yunyun puffed up her cheeks angrily.
"Dang-dang-dang! Look!"
A gray-white halo appeared in the girl's small palm, and Jiutian's eyes were attracted to it the moment the halo appeared.
It was a pistol that looked very delicate. Different from the most common pistol shapes on the earth, this gun was made in one piece without any traces of splicing or welding.
The main color of the gun body is off-white, with slightly curved gold brushed edges as decoration. It is hard and delicate, neat and symmetrical.
But from the appearance, this pistol can definitely be regarded as a work of art.
"Beautiful." Jiutian couldn't help but admire it, but he didn't expect that Wen Yunyun would actually give him a hot weapon.
"It's not only beautiful. Can you pick it up and take a look?" Wen Yunyun held the pistol with both hands. It seemed a little laborious. In fact, this thing is larger than ordinary firearms, and I don't know what material it is made of.
Quite substantial.
So Jiutian directly took over this beautiful weapon from Wen Yunyun. As soon as he took it, he instantly understood how special this gun was.
"This is this?" Jiutian looked at the gun in his hand in surprise. He held the handle of the gun with his left hand and pressed his index finger on the round trigger. His mental power instantly became active.
"How is it? Do you feel it?" Wen Yunyun asked.
"You actually restored that prop in reality?" Jiutian felt the familiar power pouring out.
When he was in the inheritance space, Jiutian once picked up a firearm prop made by Wen Yunyun. That prop could convert mental power and secret power into ammunition and fire it out. Jiutian used it very smoothly at that time. Although the prop's
The technical content is not particularly high, but the concept itself is very clever and won Jiutian's heart.
But that thing was simulated in the inheritance space after all. Of course, Jiutian couldn't bring it out after he returned to reality. At that time, he was still a little regretful.
But now, Wen Yunyun has actually made this prop in reality, and it looks even more advanced.
"I think you quite like this design, so you kept it." The girl was very satisfied with Jiutian's reaction, "It can do more than that. You can try covering it with spirit again.
.”
After Jiutian heard this, he directly wrapped the gun with his spiritual power, and then he was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, the originally exquisite firearm in his hand actually began to split into some small gaps, and then, while he was stunned, it gradually began to split into thousands of tiny modules, and finally reorganized into a... sword?!
Jiutian stared blankly at the sudden change from a hot weapon to a cold weapon in his hand, his mind unable to turn around for a moment.
However, the change was not over yet. With the continuous injection of mental power, the sword in his hand began to gradually change into a bow, a gun, a shield, and a sniper rifle...
It's as if all the weapons in the world have been condensed into this one item.
"How is this done?" Jiutian was surprised and happy.
"I used the latest nano memory metal and preset 48 forms for this prop. There are a total of 32 cold weapons and 16 hot weapons, which are enough for you to cope with most combat situations." Wen Yunyun explained.
"This is simply... amazing." Even though Jiutian was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by this gift.
"Of course, the gift I gave you must be the best." The girl's nose turned up to the sky. Although it said it was easy, in fact it had to integrate so many different weapon forms.
It is a very difficult thing, and one can imagine how much effort Wen Yunyun put into it.
"Thank you, I like it very much." Jiutian held the prop in his hand a little tighter.
This gift from Wen Yunyun is indeed a great gift. Jiutian's own fighting style is inherently changeable. He can use object-control long-range attacks at the same time, temporary close combat with the blessing of mental power infusion, and illusion-type control abilities, so he needs
The auxiliary cooperation of multiple props can maximize the value of one's own abilities, but conflicts between different props may occur, and it is troublesome to switch, so Jiutian has been too lazy to prepare.
The weapon in front of him can meet almost all of Jiutian's needs, and it can be called his tailor-made exclusive prop.
"As long as you like it. I can make more in the future. Then I will give Sansanjie and the others one each." Wen Yunyun said, "By the way, I haven't given a name to this weapon yet, so I'll just wait for you.
Come and get one."
"A name?" Jiutian thought for a while. He was actually not a good at naming names, so he thought about it for a long time.
"Just call it, 'Whispering'."
"Whispering?" Wen Yunyun nodded, "Yes, it sounds pretty good. Use it well. I have high expectations for you."
"Don't worry, I will do it." Jiutian stretched out his hand, and "Whispering" retracted directly from the form of a spear into his hand, and once again turned into the initial form of a pistol. It seems that this is its most original form.
appearance.
Suddenly, a voice came from deep within his consciousness.
"That weapon is very interesting."
Jiutian raised his head and looked to the other side of the hall. A girl who looked like a doll was holding a book and looking at it carefully.
"If I read it correctly, this prop already has some 'soul container' properties."
"Soul container?" Jiutian asked in his heart.
Although Feiya is still a latent species now, she has lived for a long time and still possesses the genetic memory of the Zerg. Her knowledge and research on the soul is much wider than Bai Ya's Jiutian.
"Well, it's something that can accommodate souls. It should be a by-product of her unintentional creation to adapt to your mental power." Feiya's expression remained unchanged and she spoke through her mental power, "But generally it's nothing.
If you use it, don’t worry too much.”
"Oh, stop talking, 'he' is here, brother."
"Huh?" Jiutian actually still had something to ask Feiya, but she unilaterally cut off the link after she finished speaking.
The next moment Jiutian understood why.
It was like the snowy wind of the twelfth lunar month suddenly blew in, and everyone inside the pyramid felt a chill.
A black robe appeared inside the hall at some point, and the cold light from a pair of majestic eyes scanned the people present.
That gaze gave people a full sense of oppression, and Wen Yunyun, who was originally very lively, could not help but shrink her head.
Jiutian frowned and protected Wen Yunyun behind him. Dongfang Yanie had left everyone and went somewhere unknown, but now he suddenly appeared again, and no one knew what he was up to.
The hall where there was still some chatter gradually subsided after Dongfang Yanie appeared, and the surrounding area fell into a strange silence.
"Very good, it seems that everyone is here." Dongfang Yanie put his hands behind his hands and spoke in a very calm tone, not like he had just fled in a hurry.
"Time is running out, so I won't go around in circles. Next, I will inform you of mankind's final battle plan. No member of any force shall disobey orders."