The sensation of killing ten special punishment troops in one go was greater than Gwen thought. It seemed that the entire fellow villagers were suddenly involved in discussing this heart-stealing incident. Even when they were leaving for Yeka
On the way to the workshop, the chatter of discussions could also be heard. The beast-eared tribesmen were leaning inside the tram, holding newspapers and staring wide-eyed.
"That must be someone from the Special Investigation Bureau. He was killed but for special reasons, he was considered a traitor."
"So, this is a diplomatic accident!"
Gwen was listening to the chat of three middle-aged men with fox ears next to her. One of the men with round glasses suddenly held up the newspaper and issued the final conclusion: "It must be the Foreigners who did it! As we all know, they have long been unhappy with our actions.
The fellows have taken the leadership position on the foreign line. Listen to me, we must impose sanctions on them!"
The world is indeed the same.
Gwen has long been accustomed to this type of people. Their initial guesses are often relatively correct, but then they suddenly go crazy. He has also seen the kind of people who gained a lot of reputation and confidence because they predicted a war between two countries.
People, although every subsequent guess is wrong, they always believe that they are right. Once others point it out, they will go crazy and crazy, like a tiger whose territory has been offended.
——It’s strange, even though it has fox ears, it looks a bit like a mouse.
He ignored this person.
"There are five people following us." Curse Blade whispered softly in his ear.
"The one wearing the red hat, the one wearing sunglasses, the one holding hands with the sisters..."
She lowered her voice and pointed out the monitors one by one with a sexiness she had never seen before. Following the prompts, Gwen took out a small makeup mirror from her pocket. "Huh?" Curse Blade made a confused sound from his throat.
The ground purrs.
Gwen took it for granted. She opened the makeup mirror and skillfully applied a little black lip powder on her lips. At the same time, she used the makeup mirror to reduce the surrounding environment and locked five stalkers. She licked the powder that tasted like wheat flour.
Cat Lantern specializes in cosmetics. This cosmetic mirror comes from Cat Varro's collection. It can disguise food as cosmetics, and can also use magic power to form a detection guard with a limit of eight pieces.
When the scout guard is formed, a very smooth and smooth picture will be formed in front of the iris of the right eye.
It is said that that is the vision of a bad cat lamp with cat eyes on its tail.
At the same time, the thinking power flowing out of his mind clearly allowed Gwen to perceive the positions of these five people and himself, as if his mind suddenly entered a bird's-eye view, and he could see the distance between him and the five stalkers from above.
.
"Do you want me to steal the heart?" Gwen has now given up all previous ideas. He has discovered a crucial thing. The Utopians are probably second only to the cat lantern in terms of their ability to bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as you are crazy enough.
, then the Utopians will succumb to your madness and dare not look you in the face. Now Gwen feels a little integrated.
If you want to be mad, then be mad.
Even Curse Blade was a bit doubtful at this moment whether he had released the young model in other people's hearts. How did a humble and beautiful young man become like this? He was trying to win the heart in a hurry, putting on lipstick, and
It's a makeup mirror.
In March, I am guilty.
Curse Blade gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, and could see Gwen applying black lip powder. Then he stopped the other party with a smile: "No need to seize the heart, now we have officially entered the stalemate stage. After you prove that you can seize the heart,
Heart, and the one-to-one clear and clean solution is a huge deterrent. Because, you are more of an assassin-type monster."
"A strange story about an assassin." Gwen licked her lips again and felt a sweet smell, maybe a watermelon grown by a cat? "It sounds like the kind that is difficult to catch and will attack others without any restrictions."
Is it the weird story about targeting someone’s family members and their weaklings?”
Curse Blade's view of the person in front of her has changed slightly. Perhaps witnessing death will indeed make people progress, from a kind and beautiful young man to a vicious prostitute... She nodded, "That's right, there are two types of source power messengers."
Very protected, assassin type and virus type. Once the two are forced into a desperate situation, the scene they create will be extremely terrifying. The turning point of the Immortal Rebellion is that the Immortals turned an assassin type source of power into a 'lonely person'
.”
How terrifying is a lone assassin?
Ignoring the monitor - not completely ignoring him. On the way, Gwen knocked the drink cup of a middle-aged man among the monitors away in a very bad way. When the man was stunned for a second, he quickly gave him clothes.
A hole was opened in his chest.
"You dropped your drink." Gwen said with a smile.
It's as if he didn't knock it off.
The middle-aged man looked a little pale, and cold sweat fell from his face.
He reluctantly moved his lips.
Gwen blinked her left eye, and playfully stretched out her fingers to pick at the other person's ripped clothes: "Also, the buttons on your clothes seem to be unbuttoned?"
He gave a slightly evil smile.
Watching the other person step back with an embarrassed look on his face and the curious looks from the people around him.
Gwen felt a little happy from inside.
It's like some kind of shackles have been opened.
This kind of performance is something that already makes Curse Blade a little worried.
…
Re-entering the botanical garden, Gwen and Curse Blade pretended to be tourists here and wandered around. They also dealt with two waves of monitors in the process, either inviting them out or simply threatening them - the former was done by Curse Blade.
Please politely ask them out. The latter is Gwen, who uses extremely threatening methods to scare them out.
After completing the clearing, the two arranged the ceremony and easily went down to Yeka's workshop according to the time.
The red-haired Yuanli craftsman had been waiting for them early. When they came down, he said in a proud tone that he had developed a technology called 'hybrid layered filter pattern'. If
It would be too lengthy and difficult to follow from the beginning, so suffice it to say that Yeka developed a technique similar to that of forging Damascus steel, but more refined and controllable.
The other party's unconstrained ideas constructed a stable and controllable silver product that was smelted dozens of times. It should be said that the birth of this product was entirely based on materials that matched Gwen's ability.
A metal named Mind Flayer Dark Forged Blue Silver was born.
This kind of silver has exquisite and weird water patterns that feel like Damascus steel. It is extremely beautiful, but its weight is astonishing. A small ring weighs nearly 4 kilograms.
"Due to the relic ability to be controlled by silver wire, their weight is at least this number. The soft silver on the inside can be easily adjusted to ensure that it does not fall off during battle. Source power can be used for secondary reinforcement..."
Yeka showed a total of eight rings.
Each piece has a dark blue frosted metallic luster and is very thin, almost like a work of art.
"Eight..." Gwen stretched out her hands and looked down, then tilted her head, "It feels a bit, not quite right?"
"Not all of them are worn on the hands. Four of them are worn on the toes, because you see..." Yeka swayed left and right, stretched his feet and hands, but because the movements were too abstract, apart from looking at
Gwen didn't see anything except her beautiful legs and hands.
But that didn't stop Gwen from nodding.
Because the other person has the kind of teacher-type personality who will explain it again honestly even if others say, "I understand."
It's the kind of Chinese or math class where you knock on the blackboard, 'tell me the principle' and then 'get it? Do you understand it?' and then 'repeat the principle again' and ask again, 'do you understand it?'
people.
"Controlling the silver thread should make it easier to move and bring extra battlefield control rate, right? Therefore, all four limbs must be used, constantly...flying around, right? Just like jumping around.
Isn’t it the same as all other people? Then, you have to use your feet as well with your hands, right?”
Gwen overestimated the other party.
Even as a teacher, this is the kind of teacher who doesn't know how to teach at all.
He probably understood what the other party meant. To put it simply, Yeka was overthinking everything.
What Yeka imagined was that Gwen used the ability to control silver threads to move at high speed and conduct positional warfare, so that all four limbs could be used. This ability would bring unprecedented flexibility. In regional battles, as long as the layout is well arranged
position, it can truly be said to be a home ground like 'Pansi Cave'.
But no.
For Gwen, controlling the silver thread is a way to make up for her body shape, which makes it difficult to cause large-scale damage in one go. It is also a means of movement during the gap between shadow jumps. It only needs to be tough enough, long enough, and able to conduct source power or magic.
But obviously Yeka is not the kind of person who sticks to the rules and designs according to honest plans.
Seeing the red-haired woman raising her head with a triumphant cat-light-like expression, Gwen stood on tiptoes, straightened her arms, and patted the other person on the head: "Well done, well done."
Then I put on the ring and the foot ring. The ones on both hands were on the index finger and little finger, and the foot rings were on the second and last toes. The size was very suitable, and it had a kind of warm power, which made it comfortable even if you step on your feet while wearing it.
The socks don't feel cold on the soles of the feet, and apart from the weight, their presence is almost invisible.
Gwen kicked the ball in the air out of curiosity, and hung up strangely, hanging upside down in the air.
Although it was the foot ring that pulled up his body, the overall force was not borne by the toes, but by the entire calf, which was very comfortable. Gwen hung upside down and looked at the mantra who was looking at him in surprise, and asked: "Why?
Sample?"
"Tsk..." Curse Blade touched his chin, looking like "I can't say".
"How's it going?" Gwen asked again expressionlessly, and at the same time, she pushed up her fallen hair with both hands. Standing upside down was not good at this point.
"Does your waist look good?"
Gwen looked at his own clothes while hanging upside down, and began to wonder if he was too thin. After killing the special punishment unit, he took a shower and enjoyed Sister Tomia's bragging in the living room for half an hour.
, and played cards fiercely with Cat Varo. Currently, I am wearing a casual dress with one side showing off the shoulder.
There are no anti-gravity clothes here, and it is normal for them to hang down and expose their waists.
This kind of thing can no longer make him shy. Rather, the emotion of wanting to play with it when he got a new toy has completely overwhelmed his shame. He tentatively released one foot, and it still felt very stable.
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The dark silvery blue light transformed into an air-like existence that suddenly disappeared in the air. The slender Mind Flayer seemed to have lost gravity and performed movements like ballet on ice in the small space.
Gwen gently stroked her fingers on the silver string, feeling the sudden increase in softness and friction. With a slight click, the power was transmitted back along the small package on the suddenly bulging silver string, thus achieving a light translation.
The toes hooked on the silver string with one stroke in the air. Whether it was tossing down or using elasticity to stop and stabilize the body, it became a possibility.
"Calm down, calm down first!" Yeka said hurriedly, especially when Gwen jumped over a power mecha doll that she collected, she was so anxious!
Gwen got a little playful in her heart and deliberately jumped around the mecha again.
Yeka was really anxious now. He cursed "Suka" in his mouth, rushed over, and stretched out his hand to fish Gwen out.
But it was as if she entered the water and wanted to grab the floating feathers in the sea with her hands. As soon as she stretched out her hand, Gwen walked around it without gravity in the air.
As a source of power, this craftsman is not weak, and his movements are extremely fast. If he can't catch it, he will grab it with his backhand.
Very strong.
Gwen dodged it again easily, just like a leaf dodging a branch picked up by a child.
Swish.
Curse Blade took action and threw the blanket on the sofa over.
Saturation attack!
Easily captured Gwen who didn't want to destroy the items in Yeka's house.
…
After calming down, Gwen borrowed the bathroom again. For some reason, he was now less and less able to accept being dry and uncomfortable. But once he was in combat mode, he was more tolerant of discomfort than before. It was almost like
It split into two people.
After using the bathroom, I wiped my hair and came out.
Yeka and Curse Blade have already opened the convenient canned food and made a simple braised pork pot. These cans that once came from the witch world have incredible capacity.
"No matter how many times I have seen it, from such a -" Yeka picked up the empty can, his eyes a little confused, "It is really shocking that nearly five or six kilograms of food can be poured out of a small can."
Gwen noticed that the other party's thinking seemed to be a bit vague. To put it simply, it was a bit like a state of 'overlooking something'.
If it were Yeka at ordinary times, this red-haired craftsman would definitely study the space inside the witch's object very seriously, but now he has forgotten it, and he can't even realize that he didn't explore the space at all.
This thing about holding things'.
Is it a flaw in Yuanlishi?
Magic seems to be a superior existence of source power.
Gwen thought.
While the three of them were happily eating the braised pork pot, paired with Utopia's garlic bread.
There was a sudden tremor all around, as if a train was jolting.
But more intense.
At the same time, an explosion sound was heard clearly even from a distance.
