The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 118 Dangerous Game

Hot tea.

Bloody land.

And suddenly someone was happy and played the accordion.

This is the scene of trade.

By the way, two more ogres who were hiding their identities died.A Verge and a Shad, these two ogres have no source power, but their crazy appearance, which is not Root, attracted the attention of Cursed Blade.

The curse blade asked Gwen to check with Yuanli.

Come on, Wilkie on the left ate eight and Shad on the right ate two.

Kill it.

The reason why these two didn't run away was very simple.

……

These are the last words of the Verge before he was stabbed to death by Gwen: "Isn't this funny~"

The last words of the Shad people are a little more logical: "People can die, but the excitement must be watched."

Not a trace of remorse.

Not even a little scared.

Gwen looked at the two temporarily smiling corpses on the ground, and looked at the dark white teeth.He suddenly looked at Cursed Blade who was warmly greeting people for tea.

"madman."

"what happened?"

Curseblade asked.

madman.

Gwen suppressed the word that blurted out again, closed her eyes slightly, turned around, walked to the back slope next to her, and slid down.

"Utopia is really boring."

He sat down with his back against the back slope, hugged his knees with his hands, and looked calm.

contempt for death.

The pursuit of madness.

Is there even one normal person in Utopia?
The world is crazy.

Or be sick.

"Ease your mind... calm your mind..."

He recalled the world he was in, the lush forest.

Arid desert.

Walking in the wilderness again and again almost banished my soul.That feeling of having nothing but having everything.

It's like a person who got up three hours early, staring at the golden yellow outside the window, at that moment.

Even if I didn't do my homework last night.

Didn't finish work at work yesterday.

Also has a momentary world.

"..."

Footsteps came from behind the back slope, and Curse Blade's smiling voice said, "Please enjoy the tea to your heart's content, I'll go and see my companion..."

A second or two passed.

pat.

There was a slight sound from the side.

pat.

The sound of footsteps falling.At the same time, there was the sound of the curse blade.

"Are you okay?"

"I just don't like watching you make tea and I don't have any to drink, so I came down alone."

Gwen patted her calf indifferently, then stood up.Turning around, he almost ran into the opponent's arms.

He took half a step back, stepped on the ground and said: "It's just a personality factor."

"I see."

Cursed Blade sat down, very unlady, with one leg stretched out, the other foot on the ground, and one hand on her knee: "Some people really don't like this kind of environment, don't like this kind of situation Yes—I can totally understand why you'd feel disgusted with this wilderness, this wilderness where no law exists."

"I do not have."

"Maybe you haven't come out of your own little castle in your life until now? You are eager to fight, but you have some characteristics of a civilized person. You want to punish evil and promote good, but you don't know whether you can really represent goodwill." Feel hesitant, don't you?"

"..."

Gwen thinks that Curseblade doesn't know him.The woman with a gentle smile in front of her didn't know herself at all.

"It seems that our leader, the leader of our group... now I should call you the head of the branch? It seems that you don't just want to be the dream lover of all women." He had a weird smile , "...including men? You do have full arrogance, Curseblade, just like a person who sees a cute picture of a cat and fantasizes that he can raise a cat."

Curseblade is extremely patient and thick-skinned at this time.

She said softly:
"You are the same as the cat cat. If you accidentally touch your heart, you will use sharp enough words to attack others."

"..."

"Be honest, Gwen. Admit that you're not as much as you think you are..."

Did not wait for the curse blade to continue.

Gwen triggered her source power and disappeared into the shadows.

He poked his head out from the shadows on the ground.

A slightly muffled voice came out: "...the corpse of the Ankylosaurus is still on it, don't let anyone steal it."

"Okay okay."

There was a smile on Cursed Blade's face that Gwen hated so much.

The woman stood up, clapped her hands, and easily climbed to the top.

Gwen shook her head and disappeared into the shadows.

In the shadows, this quiet and silent space is not peaceful, there are many shadow creatures advancing, lurking in various places in the space.But it made Gwen feel a little bit at ease.

Such quiet.

so comfy.

There is no annoying sound of the curse blade.

But maybe Curseblade is right? ... Gwen felt as if her heart was speaking like this.

But in the next second, this idea was denied by himself.

Curseblade couldn't be right.

I am not that fragile, I am not the kind of girl character who lives in an ivory tower as imagined by the other party.I have done bad things and killed people.

"Punish the evil and promote the good?"

He grunted.

"Who would do that kind of childish thing? To be a hero? There are no such heroes in the real world."

"Fool."

Steady your mind and come out of the shadows.He can sense the touch of shadows.

[This area is the shadow of the flame?That's why it's so unstable, revealing a little smell of fire. 】

【Well, the feeling of laziness is the shadow of a Welgie or a cat lamp. 】

[A smell of very fragrant lilac flowers and... bah, squirrel smell, it's a curse blade! 】

【…】

Gwen controlled her body and entered a small shadow.

His figure was stretched, elongated, and retracted into a small hole.

then…

I saw a big cat's eye.

"Meow!"

Following the frightened meowing of the cat lantern, Gwen found that the cat's eyes began to shrink, and at the same time the huge face also became smaller, and a complete cat's face appeared in sight.And keep getting smaller...

Gwen suddenly realized that it wasn't that the other party was getting smaller, but that she was getting bigger!
The sense of space returns instantly.

He sensed the surrounding air and position at once, and adjusted his landing posture.

Hey.

He landed in the flat bottom, and the position in front of him was the position of his armored squirrel.

The shadow he emerged just now was the shadow of a snack bag.

And why the snack bag was taken out...

Gwen put her hands on her hips and stared at the terrified trading cat lamp in front of her.Then he looked down at the snack bag on the ground, with his name on it, [Gwen].

This kind of cat lamp is a thief cat!
Gwen took a breath, opened her mouth...

But the cat lamp suddenly screamed!

"Meow!"

Gwen shuddered, blinked, then squinted at the cat lamp.

The trading cat lamp flicked its tail, puffed its belly, and stared at the cat's eyes wide: "Gwen meow, you scared the cat!"

"..."

"Why do you suddenly appear like a ghost? Although a cat has many lives, don't scare the cat like this. The cat will be scared!"

"..."

"Meow! If you know it, say yes, don't mutter and say nothing, or you will scare the cat again!"

"…Um."

After Gwen finished answering, she realized: "No! Why should I answer to you, a thief cat? You guys, stole my snacks!"

"The cat didn't steal it!"

Cat Lantern raised his chin, and proudly poked Gwen's boots with his tail: "This bag of snacks is the cat's residence..."

"residence!?"

Gwen raised her voice.Let the backpackers around the Ankylosaurus corpse raise their heads and look over.

Curseblade also looked over, and made a 'what's the matter?' to Gwen. ' mouth shape.

Gwen naturally responded with a 'nothing' mouth.

Then he lowered his head and lowered his voice to ask the trading cat lamp: "What is the residence you mentioned?"

"You'll know when you open this snack bag, meow!"

Mao Deng touched the snack bag with his chubby paws.

In order to prevent the snack bag from floating away, she stepped on it with her paw.

Then something embarrassing happened
Because the cat lanterns are too fat, their 'paws' can't bend down to pick up the things they stepped on.

She bent down very hard.

But Gwen just thought it was as funny as a ball preparing to bend over.

The soft fur kept trembling.

"Meow…"

She is trying.

"... ouch!"

The cat lamp gave up after trying for half a time, raised the cat's face, and meowed: "Gwen, help the cat!"

……

Every time I was in a bad mood, watching this fluffy trick made me feel better.There was a smile on Gwen's face that she didn't even notice, squatted down, and reached out to pick up the snack bag.

"Open it and have a look, meow!"

Gwen gently opened the snack bag.

The things inside made Gwen dizzy all of a sudden. It wasn't because of the things inside that made people's blood pressure high, but because of a visual error.

Looking down from the mouth of the snack bag, it is indeed a large bright wood... Village of Cats?
In a small valley, there are five apartments with cat lights on each side of the cliff!
And in the very shallow "valley bottom", which is less than five meters deep, quietly lay a batch of utopian snacks stored by Gwen, such as baked sesame bread, a large amount of crispy bacon, and sausages, And plenty of bread.

"This is…"

"Cats can't just live in your... meow meow..."

Mao Deng rummaged through his thick fur and found a booklet, which read "How to Communicate with Utopia Travelers and Utopia Locals: 1000 Terminology for Cats to Communicate with Utopia Locals!" ".

……

The trading cat lamp rummaged through it.

"...Living in your spiritual landscape, that place is only suitable for cats to use as a transfer station. If you really want to live comfortably, this kind of cat lantern canyon is a better place to live. Create a good Fengshui field through cat crafting methods. Then draw power from the Witch's Demon Net in the Witch World, meow, you can roughly understand that cats need an oxygen supply cabin to go from the earth to the alien world!"

It's a good place to live.

Gwen handed the snack bag to Mao Deng, thinking of her 'storing food is like feeding a cat', her mentality collapsed a bit.

I took a deep breath, but I wondered if the cat lamp really needs this kind of environment?
Or, are you just trying to trick yourself, looking for an excuse to lie to yourself about the snacks?
he asks:

"So do you need it?"

"Meow? Of course you don't need it! How can cats need oxygen? Look at the fur of cats. The reason why the fur of these cat lamps feels better to the touch than other small animals is because of the cat's fur. There is a fully automatic oxygen-generating leyline on it, theoretically, as long as you bury your head in the cat's fur, you can even dive for hours! Meow!"

Gwen fell into a deep silence.

I began to suspect that I was a bit too much in reasoning and logical with Mao Deng?

after all.

This is a cat lamp.

"I mean if you really need a suitable residence, can't my spiritual space also accommodate you?"

Cat Lantern patted his stomach, raised his head, stared at Gwen, and the cat's whiskers trembled twice:
"Theoretically, you humans only need a place where you don't freeze to death, so do you really need a high-end apartment and a big soft bed? Doesn't the quilt under the flyover give you a place to stay?" where?"

Gwen can be regarded as knowing why Grid and Mao Lantern have never won a fight.

"Okay okay, but at least you guys want to say something about making my snack bag a shelter?"

"That's not a residence, it's an entrance. Cats are similar to witches. The cats' residence only needs a random door and a key to enter. In fact, cats only need a key to create a random place that exists for a few days. Door…"

"Can a witch even do this?"

Mao Deng licked his paw with a thoughtful expression on his face.

To be honest, seeing such a human expression on a cat's face is kind of creepy.

"Meow, to be honest, this belongs to the witch's civilian technology. As long as the space matching technology is short-distance matching, you can basically close the door to the castle, open the door to Miraji, and then close the door to enter the second desert." , the effect of opening the door and intruding into the cattle.”

This cat still plays CSGO, but I don’t know if CSGO is called this name in Witch World...

Gwen scratched her head.

Mao Deng misunderstood that he couldn't understand, and with a trembling beard, he asked with a strange look: "You don't play CS? Are you really a time traveler? Not a child raised by a time traveler... There are such things .”

"How short is the short distance?"

Gwen wanted to inquire about the location of this lair of the Cat Lanterns.

People on the train have been speculating that the cat lanterns must have a fixed colony, but because this kind of little thing is so elusive and occasionally possesses strange powers, it is difficult to catch.

The location of the cat lamp lair has become a secret that many adventurers are eager to know.

"Meow, let the cat imagine."

Mao Deng grabbed a handful of candy from its fur with its tail, stuffed it with wrapping paper into its mouth, and chewed it.

two seconds?

Or is it three seconds?

Gwen's mind had just finished thinking about the connecting doors between suites and suites in luxury hotels.Officially speaking, this kind of connecting door is roughly through a series of complicated price changes, allowing two suites to be combined into one luxury suite.But in fact, a luxury suite is far cheaper and larger than two such suites.

What idiot would book two of these rooms?

Have.

Quite a lot.

It's not that "I feel that the two ordinary and luxurious rooms have made money", but because of another reason that is inconvenient to elaborate.For example, a boss is on a business trip, and he happens to be accompanied by a beautiful secretary who just got married... "Oh, my boss and I live in different rooms, husband, don't worry."

Life is full of surprises.

Knock on the connecting door at night, you can ask if there is toilet paper, instant noodles, or alcohol.

Right!

Then Gwen's mind wandered to more magical places, like the distance from the corner coffee shop to home.This kind of distance can be called magic, right?If it's just one room away, doesn't that mean that the cat lanterns' lairs are in their own laminated boxes?

a block?
two blocks?

Or simply be able to span a small town?
Gwen guessed aimlessly.

Mao Deng finally finished thinking, and chewed his cat's tail to refresh himself, "Meow, cats don't like to think! Thinking is easy to overload the cat's brain! Cat brain overload is easy to lose weight!"

"...Is losing weight a good thing?"

"You can regard the fat of cat lamps as your male stamens, and losing weight is equal to shortening."

"...Does that mean you're shorter now?"

Gwen's malicious ridicule didn't work, and the cat lamp yawned lazily: "Cats are single-sex creatures, which are different from the situation where inferior humans like you still divide genders, meow. But cats are finally I thought of a metaphor, Gwen, you are indeed a time traveler, right?"

"Yes, I am a time traveler. There is no doubt about this, just like Neo in The Matrix."

"Let's not talk about Neo. In a certain world line, Neo, as an actor, actually started to talk about politics and actively participated in various weird activities."

"...God? You mean Constantine?"

"Meow, that's right, John Wick did something really stupid on that worldline."

"..."

Gwen was silent for a moment.

Someone once said a sentence, to the effect that the most important thing an actor should do after winning an award is to go on stage to thank some people, thank some people, applaud, and leave the stage with the trophy, and don’t participate in some stupid politically inclined activities, and Express some of your stupid political views and suggestions.

Nobody cares.

People who seem to care are just using this stupidity as a weapon, and no one walks into a movie theater for someone because of their political leanings instead of walking out.Oh, there's a creature that might, a frog, a bigger breed, pay big bucks for any crap as long as it's made a stupid opinion that fits their ideas.

"...Let's not talk about the unlucky Johnny Silver Hand."

"In one world line, Johnny Silverhand succeeded. He ruined the company and destroyed that sick world."

Gwen reminded herself countless times:
The cat lanterns speak very illogically and disorganized, so don't pay attention to what they say, so as not to be led into a trap.

But this sentence made him unable to resist asking: "Really?"

"Really, a witch made a cyber world, but unfortunately, after a few days of experience, a group of giant cats stole the electricity and caused a power outage, which made the live-action version of the silver hand successful. The witch was angry."

Make up a world.

Ok.

Witches are more powerful than I thought.

Gwen shook her head: "Why do you confirm that I am a time traveler?"

"Make sure you can understand the cat metaphor."

Mao Lantern rolled his eyes in a humane manner, and licked his paws: "It's probably the distance from Earth to Mars."

"Close range?"

"Meow, this is close range. Do you know how desolate the solar system is in the multi-faceted universe? It belongs to the kind of open, open channel microphone freedom, playing all the Chinese rap since ancient times, It's desolate to the extent that no one is looking for trouble! Meow!"

"It's too desolate, isn't it?"

In Gwen's memory, he recalled a young man in his school days, who looked like a kid all day long.My favorite thing to do is to speak with my voice, and then put on a new era rap, while walking and shaking my head.

This kind of behavior is naturally an opponent that good children can't afford.

Unfortunately.

This person was too fast, and he was beaten for a while when he went to the gate of the senior class for such a public release.

Although Gwen has ten thousand axioms and morals in his heart and said to himself, 'It is wrong and immoral to beat someone just because he blows the trumpet publicly', but he couldn't restrain himself the next day. When I was gossiping with my seatmate, the 'play' was really TM beautiful! 'The elated expression.

Thinking about the fact that the solar system will not be attacked by such behavior, it shows that it is indeed desolate enough.

"Cats have to take a long-distance portal to go to the abyss, and one teleportation costs five golden cat paw prints!"

The golden cat paw print appears to be the currency of the cat lamp.

Gwen was curious about the abyss: "Abyss?"

"The abyss of the multifaceted universe, meow, the devils and demons you see here all come from the nine hells and the abyss, but the [-]st level of the abyss has been occupied by witches, and purgatory has recognized witches As the suzerain country, and actively seeking autonomy, meow, it succeeded!"

Gwen is no longer surprised by what happened in the witch world.

"Then why do devils and demons still have such deep hatred? Don't they have a common enemy?"

Mao Deng shook his whiskers:
"The probable reason, meow, may be because the devil seeks autonomy, because he wants to speed up the colonization of the abyss next door? And become a glorious honor witch resident?"

What is the plot of domineering Indians and wild compradors?
The devil is worthy of being the first born with a name in the whole universe.

Gwen felt that if he was a devil, he would probably still have to beat the devil to death.

After all, if a student who is usually sloppy is beaten by a strong student, it is very likely that he will become friends with this strong student, and call it "no fight, no acquaintance", and then find a crowd to watch him get beaten And the students who laughed out loud were beaten up, and the thinnest and best-behaved ones were often chosen.

Bully the soft and fear the hard.

And the usual class conflicts.

Including the hatred of 39 points in one's own test and 93 points of the other party's test, it will explode in an instant.

It's human nature, baby.

Ugly and funny and full of unexpected surprises that are rare in life, for example, that strong big brother is actually the brother of a schoolmaster... Hee hee.

But after figuring out how "close" the "close range" Mao Deng said.

Gwen, who once measured the shortest diameter of the Death Desert with his legs, has no intention of challenging the shortest distance between Mars and Earth.

The plan to find the cat's nest was over before it even started.

On the other end, Cursed Blade also negotiated the business and waved Gwen back.

Leading the two armored squirrels, Gwen walked down.

thump.

Heavy on the head.

Gwen felt an extremely warm feeling, as if wearing a certain dog fur hat in winter, even the scalp was emitting heat.

This sense of touch is obviously brought by the cat lamp's small stove-like body temperature, as well as the thick and fluffy cat fur.

A voice came from overhead:
"Meow, are you really willing to follow that woman?"

Mao Deng licked his paws, and took out a generation of utopian dried sausages from somewhere in the cat's hair, tore them open and ate them.

The aroma of sausage made Gwen's stomach groan to a certain extent.

"What do you mean follow?"

"As it is now, meow, be her support and advance for her ambitions. Cats rarely see time travelers like you."

"Have you seen many traversers?"

"Meow, the cat has indeed seen it." When Mao Deng spoke, Gwen could feel the 'cat fur hat' trembling slightly. The vocal system of these chubby creatures seemed to be the resonance of the whole body fat?All in all, it is in this way that others can hear their voices.

"Say two?"

"There are more than two. There are many traversers in Utopia. From the ancient times to the present train era, more than half of the traversers died as soon as they arrived. They are not qualified to be 'heroes'. There are still some who have the qualifications to become heroes, but But inexplicably, in the end he suddenly proclaimed himself emperor and died in the joint hunt of many car commanders."

proclaim oneself emperor.

Gwen couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, "It sounds like a time traveler."

"Right? There are some transmigrators who clearly have the same rights as the current prime minister, but they must claim the emperor, engage in formalism, and then die in the rebellion. This is very interesting. Just as they often claim Saying 'I only love one', but because of force majeure—often convincing myself—to get more women. And explaining to myself, this is the duty of God.”

Gwen said, "Maybe, they're just covering it up?"

The tail of the cat lamp swept to the back of his neck, and at the same time he felt the cat fur cap on his head vibrate again: "What are you covering up?"

"...a person who conceals that he is just an ordinary person with ordinary desires."

"It's very profound, are you sure you don't want to be a leader?"

"The Curseblade is pretty good."

"It's good, but with the help of the cats, you can do better than her?"

Gwen took off the cat fur hat with both hands, and met the eyes of the cunning cat lamp.

After half a second, Gwen threw it out.

"It's boring."

"Meow, don't talk about cats like that..."

Gwen chatted with Mao Deng for another half a minute, and then stopped to chat when they were about to approach Cursed Blades, and finally said: "You'd better not talk in front of others, it is amazing that Mao Deng understands human nature , plus you can speak Utopian, the ghost knows what these people will do, will they think you are a special cat..."

"Cats are special, the brightest cat lights!"

The character of Mao Lantern is a typical egomaniac character, a personality that gets gasped if she is fat.

Being friends with Mao Deng is like being friends with some high-IQ and low-EQ academic bullies, and you have to endure their feline character occasionally.

"You are the most special, please shut your cat's mouth, lest some Utopian people mistake you for an extremely rare cat lamp, and spend a lot of effort to capture you. Although you must have a way to escape back to the cat's nest , but the loss of that method must not be small, right?"

"Meow, how do you know..."

The cat lamp was startled at first, and the cat's whiskers trembled wildly. Then, when it saw the curse blade approaching, it quickly meowed a few words, pretending to be 'not able to speak human', and floated on the back of the armored squirrel, Gwen's laminated box slumped on it as a foothold.Incarnate into a puddle of fluffy cat slime.

There is one thing to say, although the cat lanterns are arrogant, proud, and cat-skinned.

But it was very quick to confess.

It has a completely different personality from the charming and manly white monster JKs drawn by the well-known painter Huangye.

Presumably, if the hunting demon JKs have the ability to detect danger as keenly as a cat lamp, they will not become everyone's side dishes!

Gwen blushed a little at the memory.

After all, when chatting online, people ask 'how do you know Dongying Baigui? ', some people will say 'Inuyasha', some people will say 'Hyakumonogatari', and when it's his turn, he can only say 'Huangye Yiren'.

Thinking of this, I smiled unconsciously.

This smile was seen by Cursed Blade, and Squirrel Girl raised her chin: "I'm glad to see you are back to life, brother."

"I never lost it."

Gwen said slowly, while looking over Curseblade's shoulder behind him: "The deal is done?"

"It's done, 45 pieces for military use, and more than [-] pieces of privately made pieces. It's really a profit."

The harvest of one day is comparable to the sum of the previous two days.

Not counting as 'Air Force' anymore.

Gwen asked, "Keep hunting?"

"Strike while the iron is hot."

……

Today is really their lucky day.

After spending more than an hour heading to a lake, I met a group of Deinonychus who also came to hunt by the lake.If the claws of this kind of dinosaur are the material of the source force erosion, then they can also be worth a lot of money.

Gwen shot with Curseblade this time.

On the one hand, it is because Deinonychus is smarter than Ankylosaurus.

On the other hand, for the source messengers with high attack sensitivity, high armor, thin blood and little blood, the clustered Deinonychus is more powerful than the Ankylosaurus.

Although theoretically speaking, Ankylosaurus can use its damage up to 3D6+12 and extra deterrent tail strike to drive a Dreadclaw with a life value of 48 into 'Where is this?Who is that?What dragon am I? 'The situation, but unfortunately, no hit means 0 injuries.

The damage of Deinonychus is not high, but their defense-breaking ability and the characteristics of "hitting" make the curseblade's melee combat ability slightly inferior to Gwen's.

"I'm super, my thigh socks!"

"I'm super, my clothes!"

"Don't scratch your face!"

To describe the current state of the curse blade in one sentence is.

"It turned out to be an agile dragon with four sharp claws. At this moment, the curse blade only feels more terrifying than facing a billion armored dragons... more terrifying!"

Gwen took a look and was sure that nothing would happen to the Cursed Blade, but after being a little embarrassed, she rubbed her hands and rushed forward.

In his mind, Grid shouted excitedly 'excavation! '.

It made Gwen start to reflect a little bit, did she usually treat Grid badly?
Such a ferocious strange story, actually reduced to the point of digging the heart of Deinonychus to show excitement.

It really makes people feel a little pitiful.

While thinking about it, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth had already struck in front of Gwen, and the stench was blowing towards his face.

Gwen frowned slightly, tilted her head, and at the same time prepared a short body.

Sure enough, the Deinonychus saw his head tilted and bit down, trying to bite his shoulder.But it also took a bite, with a snap like the sound of a bear trap being triggered, and the fangs were a bit like a bird's beak closing tightly.

Gwen glanced at the Deinonychus behind him from the corner of his eye, and at the same time slid forward, exerting force on his shoulders.

All kinds of martial arts, this is shoulder-shoulder rushing to the top!
If it happens on an NBA court, it can even abolish the opponent's ribs or sternum!

Gwen's shoulder-sinking movement was extremely agile, and he slammed into the mouth of the Deinonychus.

With a snap, Deinonychus' mouth changed from the shape of a bird's beak to that of a duck's beak.

Blood dripped down the throat.

After the collision, Gwen took a step back, pressed his hands to the ground and flipped back, avoiding the painful claws of the Deinonychus.At the same time, he kicked the Deinonychus in the chest, and kicked the dinosaur, which was standing on one foot showing a flaw, directly into the air.Then he drew out his lightsaber and chopped off the claws of the second Deinonychus.

The group of Deinonychus can certainly threaten Gwen in terms of attributes.

But it's the same thing with Ankylosaurus theoretically three times stronger than Deinonychus.

Gwen is completely crushed in terms of skills.

Knife up and down.

Just like the sun drove out the darkness, and the heated frying pan melted the butter, the four cooperating Deinonychus were cut off like a bamboo shoot, and while making sure that the curse blade could not see their own movements, they used the movements of the red leaf dance, chasing Go up to the other two Deinonychus that escape and chop them off.

After killing a round, Gwen turned around and saw that the curse blade had just dealt with the first one.

She was a little embarrassed.

It's really not very good at dealing with this kind of dinosaur.

Gwen didn't mean to go up to help, but to do her own thing well.

He dragged the dragon's corpse to the armored squirrel.

When the last one was piled up, that is, the sixth one, Mao Deng couldn't hold back anymore, and whispered: "Meow! What a wonderful fight!"

Then the short paws kept patting his belly instead of applauding.

The paws of this hairball-shaped creature need to be clapped, which is really tiring.

"You are a cat lamp with a lot of knowledge. You should be used to seeing witches. Is even my mortal martial arts worthy of a wonderful fight?"

"When reading novels, do you like Gao Wu's fights against waves and energy levels, or do you like to read low Wu's passionate fights?"

"..."

Gwen has to admit that a chubby animal like Mao Deng has accumulated a lot of experience and a lot of sarcastic quotations among cats who eat, sleep and play.What's scary is not the fun people, but the fun people have always been the fun people, not the 'fake fun people' who call themselves fun people and can't afford it when others find fun.

When the cat lamp is joking, it is turned on together with the cat.

When the defense is broken, there is a meow, and then I hug my stomach and start thinking about how to get the fun back.

To some extent, it is quite difficult to defeat the cat lamp through language offensive.

"but……"

Gwen began to try to defeat Mao Lantern in the field of talking, and wanted to cite works such as "Dragon Ball".However, Mao Deng then gave an example of a work called "Black Mary", which seems to be the work of a certain plane of the witch... So Mao Deng gave up using this work as an example, but used a more vivid example:
"Dragon Ball is good, but cats prefer to watch Cowboy Bebop! Meow!"

"..."

Gwen scratched her head, "Cowboy Bebop is top-notch, but..."

Before he continued to argue,
Curseblade, who was being besieged by Deinonychus, was in a hurry.

shouted:

"Brother, although you like cat lights very much, please also look at me, look... oh! Come here and help me!"

When the curse blade was violently beaten by the armored dragon last time, Gwen didn't care about the opponent.

According to the PUA law, it is indeed possible to play a little bit of temper for the first time.

For the second time, it is best not to, and to show a more docile nature.

... In this society, who is not in PUA?In the end, it still depends on each method!
Gwen made up her mind to help.

But how to help is also a bit particular.

Gwen used the princess with a single eye to disperse her source power on the Deinonychus, increasing the physical burden on these dinosaurs.Like this kind of agile dinosaur, the most fearful thing is that the speed will slow down. Once slowed down, basically, under the formula of its impact force (speed + weight), the sharp claws will not be so fast and so scary!
Curseblade can also face it calmly.

"Meow, why didn't you draw your sword and go up and chop up these dinosaurs? It's not difficult to do, right? Meow!"

Trading Cat Lamp asked with his whiskers shaking.

Gwen looked at the cat lamp with a little pride.

Although these cat lights know a lot of things, there is at least one thing they don't understand at all, or don't need to understand-if I am a big furry that can shine, I don't care about it-cat lights I don't understand the origin of the bond between people.

The character of the cat lantern is that it will increase its strength when other cat lanterns break the defense, and will not consider the matter of 'overdoing it'.

And the cat lamp is also a creature of "even if the other party jokes too much, the cat will find a way to retaliate against the other party", and will not really end a friendship because of an over-the-top joke.

The relationship between people is completely different.

Gwen realized the kind of arrogance that the envoys of origin power on Utopia usually have.

It can be understood that this group of people are all excellent academic characters!

If you understand it this way, you can understand the habits of these creatures at once.

For example, why is Mihaila so hot... no, why is Mihaila such a fun person, and why is Curseblade such a riddle.

This is the arrogance and arrogance unique to geniuses.

Gwen approached the Curseblade in an auxiliary posture, only providing assistance to the opponent, and let the Curseblade do the specific output.

Not surprisingly, I got a very cute and real smile from Cursed Blade for the first time.

……

This interaction is bound to continue.

until the end of the world.

Until the sea is dry and the stone is rotten.

But at the same time, in this dangerous tango, it is not only you who are thinking about hunting the other party, will your change... the other party be hunting you?
……

"What a dangerous prey."

thought Gwen.

Mao Deng yawned, meowing, feeling that human beings are really too dishonest creatures, two people who obviously want to be friends, but push back and forth, thinking 'the other party must be a temptation', such things that get in the way .

But the cat doesn't care.

In a cat's life, there should only be eating, drinking and having fun!
(End of this chapter)