Listen to the space-time administration

Chapter 521 Bruce’s Little Cricket
Bruce didn't expect that his father's so-called going to the Technology Development Bureau to get something good actually arranged a part-time job for himself.

It can't be said that it's a part-time job. It just puts Bruce in a District [-] uniform, and then uses this uniform to go to the Technology Development Bureau to get weapons suitable for him.

But on the application form from the Technology Development Bureau, Bruce clearly saw a series of procedures that his father had already completed.

When Bruce saw Thomas again, he was happily watching people play on the court.

If that can be considered playing ball...

Two teams of minions wearing overalls of different colors were playing with three little girls and two adults, but their play was filled with all kinds of dangerous weapons.

Bruce clearly saw the explosion of a rocket launcher, which directly blasted a not-so-small crater on the lawn, and along with it, two smoking projectiles fell behind the undulating meadow.

In the process of approaching Thomas, Bruce blocked a crossbow bolt, a fire axe, three frisbees with fangs, and a steamroller that flew in from nowhere.

Thomas seemed to be used to it. He didn't even need to look back to know that Bruce had a Frisbee on his head, butt and one leg.

Thomas said: "Just scratch it. This Frisbee has no ability to cause any harm. It will only hurt for a while."

"By the way, what weapon did you receive? A carbonized energy gun? Or a pulse reflection blaster? Oh, and there is also a new weapon with a blue giant star compressed in it. You won't get that, right?"

"Could it be an arc decomposition gun? That thing is difficult to control."

Facing Thomas' curious eyes, Bruce reluctantly took out a small and cute firearm from the holster. The barrel was like a needle. The trigger ring, which could only accommodate one finger, took up four percent of the entire firearm. one of the spaces.

"Little cricket?"

Thomas was a little stunned. He never thought that Bruce would get such a weapon.

“I thought it was called rowdy cricket.”

Bruce was a little surprised. He didn't expect his father to be so familiar with weapons.

"That's the official name, but although it looks a little small, it can launch atomic bombs with a diameter of [-] meters, which can theoretically cause explosive effects on any entity."

As he spoke, another bomb came from nowhere, and Thomas kicked it to the feet of the referee on the field.

Only then did Bruce see that the referee was actually Uncle Kent whom he had met yesterday.

The loud explosions made the entire stadium tremble several times, and then seeing the referee covered in thick smoke, the minions became even more careless.

"Di Di Di~"

The whistle sounded, and Kent walked out of the thick smoke without a single scratch on his body. He quickly stopped the minion brawl that was about to develop into a full-scale war.

"Dave is sent off! No more bazookas! Tim, no bombs either! Agnes did a good job, Edith is not allowed to use the invisibility cloak to pretend to be a ninja."

Kent glanced at Thomas helplessly and kicked the rocket at his feet that had just been demolished by the minion.

Bruce quickly prepared to lie down, but Thomas put his hands on his hips and mouthed triumphantly: 'Come here! '

Thomas whispered to Bruce: "Kent has always been very patient, especially when it comes to teaching children."

"But I'm not in the mood to teach a naughty boy about my age!"

Kent, who had stopped the game, came to the two of them and scolded Thomas helplessly.

Then Kent looked at Bruce aside, stared at the clothes he had changed, and asked, "Is he ready?"

Thomas looked at Bruce with satisfaction and said, "He must be ready."

"Wait! What should I prepare?"

Bruce looked at the two old guys with smiles on their faces, full of doubts in his heart, who am I and where am I?What should I do?Am I still awake from yesterday’s hallucination?

Kent handed Thomas a document and said, "Looks like he's ready."

The riddles of the two old guys left Bruce confused. Even if he could understand almost all the secrets in the world, in front of these two old men, if he didn't understand, he just didn't understand.

Kent returned to the court and directed a new round of competition.Thomas pointed to the field and asked Bruce: "Who do you think will win this game?"

Bruce didn't know how to answer. He carefully analyzed the game scene. The abilities and levels displayed by the minions exceeded his knowledge. After a series of guesses and budgets, Bruce gave the answer.

Bruce said confidently: "The one wearing blue overalls will win."

Thomas nodded and said, "That's a good guess, but it's a pity that I was wrong."

Thomas sat down, patted the ground next to him, and said to Bruce: "Sit down, I'll tell you..."

"Minions are single-celled creatures that evolved hundreds of millions of years ago. Their recorded history can be traced back to at least the time of the dinosaurs. They are simple-minded, impulsive, and have little self-control. They have an innocent temperament and affinity, and are not afraid of explosions. , high and low temperatures, and even the terrifying vitality of vacuum.”

"Their heartless and impulsive nature makes it easy for them to go to extremes in what they do, and they have a strange talent for messing up. As you can see and guess, the blue overalls have no With kids, there’s no encumbrance, so it looks like they’re going to win.”

“They are noisy, contented, playful, obedient, helpful people who love to laugh and play, and they care about the people they love.”

"In fact, what you see is just created by the minions. They use explosions and chaos to create joy for their friends."

While talking, the minions on the blue overalls team lost one after another, while the pink overalls team and the three children directly broke through their defense and threw the ball straight into the goal.

Then the minions in blue overalls fell into self-blame and harsh criticism of their teammates, once again triggering a new round of war.

Among the noise, the laughter that belonged to the children was the clearest. Amidst the laughter, the minions stopped fighting each other and spontaneously built a prize podium to present awards to the three children.

"Look, character needs to be guided. Minion's family has taken care of it very well, and Kent doesn't need help at all."

Bruce didn't understand why he was told these things, as if everything was arranged by Thomas and Kent.

Bruce suddenly asked: "Did you arrange my appearance a long time ago?"

Thomas glanced at Bruce in surprise and asked, "How could you have such an idea?"

"You said before that Uncle Kent can go back to see his children at any time."

Since he can return to his own world at any time, Thomas can naturally do the same. From this, it can be inferred that his appearance may also be arranged.

"Kent can do it, that's because his family is on the farm. You are running around the world, where can I find you? If you go back, you will only scare Alfred, and maybe scare him to death."

"By the way, have you picked out a gift for Alfred? Why don't you buy him a dragon? Master Hagrid has cultivated a gem dragon. Its scales are made of gems and crystals. It can easily resist series attacks. Direct fire from armor bullets.”

Bruce did not refuse, but asked doubtfully: "Can dragons be bought and sold?"

"Of course ordinary people can't do it. They have to provide a professional dragon-raising site and prove that they are capable of raising dragons. But of course our family can. We can just keep a few in the manor so that Alfred can relax a little bit. "

If raising dragons was an easy task, dragons wouldn't have such a bad reputation.

Bruce did not answer, but asked seriously: "What will happen to our world in the future?"

Thomas and Kent do not return to their own world, nor do they visit their long-departed family members. There is only one situation that can explain the reason, and that is that a greater crisis is about to arise.This will make them insist on staying here.

Thomas didn't answer, but shook his head, as if to deny Bruce's concerns.

Thomas asked, "Have you tried the gun?"

Bruce shook his head. He still didn't understand the situation and how he could find a place to test the gun.

"Just in time, let's complete this mission."

Thomas handed over a paper document that Kent had just given to Bruce, which clearly stated the mission location and mission objectives.

After glancing at it, Bruce asked worriedly: "Leave such matters to me, okay?"

"What's wrong? I've already found helpers and folklorists for you. You just need to use your brain a little to solve this task."

(End of this chapter)