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Chapter 807 Baihong, start!
"Yes, it's easier than I thought."

Directing the G·I particles to condense into a vest and wear it on his body, Feng Xue nodded with satisfaction.

The development of new abilities and combat styles went much more smoothly than expected, but at the same time, he also saw several unusual accidents on the Internet and in the news during this period.

Although the authorities have tried very hard to dispel the rumors, Feng Xue is a professional after all. He can tell whether something is true or just pretending just by looking at the traces at the scene and the propaganda.

But he had no intention of participating. After all, even if he collected G·I particles, he had to put his own safety first. If his identity was exposed by accident, there would be too much trouble.

As I said before, he just wanted to live a peaceful life and didn't want to have any contact with the authorities, even though the authorities in this world seemed pretty good, but how could he put it...

Qingyun looked pretty good before the battle.

Shaking his head and throwing away the dissatisfaction in his mind, Feng Xue placed a large tablet computer on the table. On the screen, there was an electronic map.

As he did this, G·I particles hammered down along the fingertips of his left hand and transformed into a pendulum, hovering above the map.

"I can quickly reach a location where outsiders will land in the near future."

The divination framework is a very metaphysical framework. Generally, few people study it, but this few people do not include Feng Xue.

In fact, a large part of his fame and reputation can be attributed to this divination framework.

When he was in school, he used this structure to work as a part-time private detective, helping people find cats and dogs to earn a living. On the battlefield, he was also able to use it to confirm the true location of the enemy commander, bypassing all the tricks and getting to the vital point.

As for why this structure can accurately locate, Feng Xue has never thought about it, or rather, it is precisely because he never thought about it that it is accurate.

As his G·I force field began to surge, his hands kept moving over the outline of the province's map. Suddenly, the pendulum began to rotate slowly. According to Feng Xue's experience, this rotation amplitude meant that the target would appear here in about ten hours.

He stretched out his hand and swiped across the screen, and the map immediately enlarged. According to the position of the pendulum's rotation just now, Feng Xue repeated the previous action.

At this moment, even Feng Xue couldn't help but sigh at the convenience of obtaining the world map. Although he also had a mobile phone, in the war years, all maps were military controlled items, and there was no such convenient software available. Every time he did divination, he had to find ways to get the local tourist map and search slowly. It was not as convenient as it is now.

After repeated confirmation, the map has been expanded to its limit, and the location circled by the pendulum happens to be a convention and exhibition center.

After noting down the name, Feng Xue dismantled the architecture, replaced a new virtual machine, and began to query the information of the exhibition center. His expression was inevitably a little subtle.

"Another comic convention? Come to think of it, the accidents that happened these days seem to be in places like movie theaters, amusement parks, film and television cities, and antique streets. So, is it because of the strong thinking of the locals that caused the arrival of the dimension?"

Feng Xue didn't know whether this conjecture was accurate, but judging from the rich G·I particles on the body of the descender, it was definitely related to imagination.

"Based on the swing of the pendulum, the target should land around 10 a.m. tomorrow, with a margin of error of no more than two hours. At my current speed, it will take at least 20 minutes to go back and forth, provided that I am not noticed on the way..."

Feng Xue, who had returned to his area of ​​expertise, did not even need to write. He had already listed a series of options in his mind. After summarizing the various conditions, he had already made a plan in his mind. …

Early in the morning, Feng Xue woke up from bed, had some breakfast, then took out the mobile phone of this world, checked the content he had checked last night, and completed the order on Meituan.

As the time approached half past eight, he walked out of the house, staggered all the way to the cinema, took out the ticket he had bought for the animated film that was shown at around nine o'clock this morning, and entered the theater.

"There is only a little surveillance when I go out. It seems that the attention on me has been reduced to the level of only relying on surveillance cameras for confirmation."

Feng Xue thought secretly in his heart, and then went to sit in the corner of the back row, and silently issued a command framework to subconsciously guide the audience who were already seated around him.

Because the locals don't know how to construct, this kind of construction that originally required a willpower confrontation and repeated appraisal can now be semi-permanently maintained with just one "casting". After doing all this, the performance was about to begin, and Feng Xue also silently hung up the cognitive barrier, leaving a balloon to maintain the silhouette, and turned around and disappeared in the theater...

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"Why does this exhibition feel so deserted today?"

At the comic convention, a game zone up-host who came with his colleagues frowned slightly. Although it seemed very lively at first glance, it seemed a little restrained. More importantly, some figures that were often seen did not show up today.

The chat area up master beside him also shook his head when he heard this:

"I don't know. Recently, many cosplayers have stopped updating, but they are still updating their status. Some said they were sick, some said they were heartbroken, and some said they gained weight and were not photogenic..."

"Isn't this too coincidental?" The game zone upmaster always felt that something was wrong. The chat zone upmaster rolled his eyes and said, "What else can we do? It's impossible that everyone colluded to stop updating together. What are they trying to do?"

"Who knows? I just have a feeling, you know? It's as if they are hiding something from us. When you look at the updates they post, it feels like they are a bunch of ignorant kids, but I have understood the truth of the world."

After hearing what the game zone upmaster said, the chat zone upmaster turned his head and looked at his friend with a strange expression: "You are the middle school student, right? Why can't I see it?"

"Tsk, just think of it as my middle school years!" The game zone up couldn't explain it himself, so he could only shake his head and start looking for the grains he was interested in.

Although there are fewer old people, there is never a shortage of new faces at comic conventions. When everyone is truly devoted to the things they like, rather than simply using it as a tool to make money, the exhibition will naturally become lively.

"Wow! This guy is really not afraid of being beaten!" The game area up had just packed a set of laser tickets. When he looked up, he saw a familiar bird head being strangled by a monkey, and on the bird's wings, there was a plate of golden elixir.

Although the bird's head looks very plastic, the popularity of this kind of activity is still there. The up-host in the game area quickly focused the device on it, but at this moment, a cry of surprise came from a distance.

Hearing the commotion, the game zone upmaster quickly turned around, his eyes suddenly widened:

"Fuck! Is this technical ability?"

(End of this chapter)