klisemfg Chapter 108 The Adult World
Chapter 108 The Adult World
"Drink some horse urine. You are arrogant. If you scream again, your life or death will be in danger. Do you know what will happen to me as a pioneer?"
The Xianzhou Luofu Huixing Port is criss-crossed with conveyor belts for transporting stars. As a production line for the production of stars, the suspension of the Huixing Port means that the navigation routes inside and outside Xianzhou Luofu are temporarily delayed, or even closed indefinitely.
Xinghe March 7th stood on the pier returning to Starport, looking at the conveyor belt production line with no end in sight, turning his head and saying this to the Yunqi soldiers with guns blocking the road in front of them.
As a qualified mule, hard work and no complaints have become the main theme of their lives.
Even though they were now isolated and helpless, without any help or assistance, the mule suicide squad members of the train crew remained silent in the face of Luofu General Jingyuan's request, and followed Luofu's transfer envoy Tingyun to Huixing Port. Chase down the star core hunter who has an astronomical bounty.
But as the train set continued to go deeper into the Star Port, even relying on the small objects of the Engineering Department to listen, it was possible to catch the traces of the star core hunter Kafka. This time, Star frowned and chattered endlessly. 'High-end hunters often appear as prey'.
And this is what they are facing now. Standing on the pier of the Star Port, listening to the roar of the conveyor belt in their ears, they only need to nod slightly to see the aloof posture of the star core hunter.
The gun-wielding cloud cavalry soldiers surrounded Kafka like licking dogs, wanting to tear them into pieces with their fangs.
"Qiqi, in this case, if I swung them away with my stick, it wouldn't be considered an attack on the Xianzhou civil servants, right?" He jumped up with a rule-breaking stick in his sleeve.
March 7th raised his head, pondered for a moment, and tilted his head: "In this situation, you should ask Miss Tingyun more, but if Jiang Fan were present, I'm afraid he would call the act of flying them away nano-rescue." .”
She looked into Xing's eyes and thought thoughtfully in her heart. When she said this, she couldn't help but start to think about Jiang Fan's current situation. She knew that her guess was almost certain, and she was basically sure of it.
But now there is no trace of Jiang Fan, as if he has disappeared from the world, but his status on the friend list shows that he is online.
Even in the middle of the night, she was scrolling through her phone in boredom and witnessed his status changing from online to emo. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and wanted to pull Jiang Fan out of the other side of the phone screen.
And the status was updated in real time, "My path forward is extremely clear, and my will is as strong as a rock."
Your sister! We see that your path ahead is a sealed alley. What awaits you in the end is either the hammer in the hands of Black Tower, Sister Siluva's electric guitar, or the tip of Cocolia's spear stabbing you in the heart.
Xing was silent for a long time and nodded slightly, "I understand. We will ambush on both sides of the pier. When the woman jumps down, we will rush over together and capture the guy alive. Let me interrogate him properly. Remember, To capture them alive.”
Walter remained silent and did not speak. He just squeezed the cane modified by the Star of Eden in his hand, looked up at the star core hunter Kafka who was smiling but looking around with regret, and pondered for a long time.
"Is this all in your plan, or in the plan of your star core hunters? Is this also the so-called Elio's script?" Walter stared at Kafka and said softly.
"What a pity, even in Elio's script you are still an unresolved passerby..." Kafka withdrew his gaze, looked down at Walter and shook his head lightly, "We are just in the midst of countless future possibilities. Giving and intervening will turn the best future into reality... The star core hunters are just slaves of fate."
"Someone once told me that in this film and television drama called the Universe, no one will be the protagonist. Despair and anger will not give them the power to change their destiny, and the Star Core Hunter... is to achieve love and peace. A fascinating organization.”
Kafka chuckled and nodded slightly. Her sunglasses slid down and rested on the bridge of her nose. She opened the bolts of the two P90 submachine guns at her waist with her backhand. The muzzles spit out shrill fiery snakes. The modified 7.62 shells were in the air. It splashed around like a goddess scattering flowers, and fell on the deck with a crisp crackling sound.
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Xianzhou Luofu returns to the star port on the high-rise attic in the berthing area. The warm sunlight shines through the half-open wooden skylight of the attic on the two pear wood lounge chairs. The ice cubes in the glass cups on the round table are in the tea cup. The drink rises and falls slowly, and the ice cubes appear like crystal-clear diamonds under the sunlight shining through the skylight.
Jingyuan, who was leaning on the pearwood lounge chair, focused his gaze on the founder of the Fishing Sect next to him. After confirming that the other party still showed no sign of getting up, he nodded and said, "This is me. The current prefect of Luofu Taibu is Fu Xuan."
"Fu Qing relied on his third eye and the Qiong Guan Formation to figure out the route for the fairy boat and predict the good and bad luck of the affairs. However, he was very covetous of my position as a general. He always talked about my promise to abdicate in favor of a worthy man, but the time has not yet come. With maturity, the position of general will naturally not fall on her shoulders."
Jing Yuan took a sip of tea. The black tea with ice cubes made him feel a little uncomfortable as he was used to drinking hot tea. However, thanks to the skills he had developed with Jiang Fan since he was a child, he quickly adapted to this unique experience. taste, and then drink it in small sips.
"Xiao Jingyuan, it's not a good habit to draw big cakes." Jiang Fan looked at the mule train team at the far end and sighed with emotion, reaching out to pick up the oranges in the fruit plate and slowly peeled them off.
Jing Yuan was silent for a while: "Master, more than seven hundred years have passed since the last time you drew the big cake for me, and my disciple has not yet finished eating it."
Jiang Fan paused while picking up the oranges, and then continued to pick them up as if nothing had happened: "Drawing a pie is also one of the compulsory courses for becoming a leader. After all, this type-c Fu Xuan is still young now. If he becomes a general without immortal protection, It's only a matter of time before you fall into the devil's body."
"Young people...should go through more hardships. After she has withstood the ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, she will succeed to the position of General Luofu. Her potential is very high, and I am very optimistic about her." Jiang Fan said Chewing an orange, he calmly took a piece and handed it to Jing Yuan beside him.
Jingyuan put down the glass cup in his hand, took the orange slice from Jiang Fan and said softly: "I think when I was still young, I always pestered you to teach me sword skills. I think you were pestered by me." He got tired of it, so he patted my shoulder and said that when I can swing the sword fifty thousand times a day, that's when you will teach me the sword skills."
"Perhaps even you at that time didn't expect me to work so hard. After I could slash with my sword fifty thousand times a day, I went to find you, but you made me have milk tea on my head, and the sword skill you asked me to practice every day was chopping. Chop the watermelon on the table..." Jing Yuan took a piece of an orange and chewed it in small bites. He chuckled and handed the remaining orange in his hand to Yan Qing who was standing guard behind him with a long sword in his arms.
Yanqing, who stood beside Jingyuan's recliner, took the orange from the general. He squinted his eyes and showed doubts about life. His eyes looked up and down like a sword at the backs of the general and the ancestor. He couldn't help but think about the top of his head. Milk tea and a scene of chopping watermelon with a sword.
He originally thought that the unique training method of holding milk tea on his head and splitting watermelons with his sword was the essence of what the old man General had learned through the war.
He even once firmly believed that holding the milk tea on his head was to train his balance when swinging the sword. The highest state was that the milk tea in the cup made no waves when swinging the sword, and splitting the watermelon with the sword was to train the strength and angle of his sword swing. The highest level The realm is to split a watermelon and make the juice without splashing or dripping, but now...
"It turns out...this is what kind of master leads what kind of apprentice...it turns out they are of the same blood..." Yanqing looked at the general's back, absentmindedly peeled off an orange, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.
"Now that Kafka has been arrested, everything seems to be going smoothly, but the big fish behind the scenes has never jumped out of the water and made a splash..." Jing Yuan stared at the leaving figures of Fu Xuan and the train crew, and murmured softly. .
"Jingyuan, all wisdom is based on the balance of strength between the enemy and ourselves. No matter whether the big fish jumps out of the water or not, everything in the water will always be under the control of the Dragon King. Don't put the cart before the horse." Jiang Fan looked at Fu Xuan. He scanned the backs of the train crew one by one, and finally settled on Kafka's back.
"No matter how big the fish behind the scenes is, it's just a fish at best. How much trouble can it cause?"
While they were talking, Bai Lu lowered her head and looked drowsy, holding a big cattail leaf fan tightly in her little hand, gently fanning Jiang Fan, looking like a filial son who abides by filial piety.
Just as she was sighing that her grandfather and the general were talking in a fog, Yanqing suddenly patted her on the shoulder and handed over the remaining oranges. She took them and threw them into her mouth without thinking. Here, my mind was wildly imagining how majestic she would look when she grew ten centimeters taller. I'm afraid she would feel windy even when she walked!
But at this moment, a strong sourness suddenly erupted on the tip of her tongue. It was an indescribable sourness, like green plum juice and sour vinegar in the mouth.
The moment her teeth gently bit the orange flap, a large amount of saliva was secreted in her mouth. It was so sour that she wanted to swim in the milk tea, so that her little face was twisted and squeezed together. .
Jiang Fan took advantage of the gap between talking and glanced at his innocent, young and ignorant granddaughter.
The adult world... is so scary. Remember, a delicious orange will not pass through the hands of two people at most, and a sour orange will not leak a single flaw before you take it into your mouth.