I am a hero of the former civilization.

Chapter 206 Fairy Fu Hua!

The items have finally arrived.

As dusk streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor, Ryan stared blankly at his suitcase.

The snowstorm raged into the height of summer, then suddenly disappeared and the sky cleared. This bizarre weather has turned all atmospheric scientists into charlatans, unable to find any pattern to it.

It's like a dream; there's no difference between spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

It's weird, I was wearing a fleece coat yesterday, but today I can just wear a light jacket.

Ryan shook his head. He couldn't control the side effects of the collapse. He just opened the suitcase, which contained quite a few things, including several translucent spheres.

"This must be the Ultimate Hidden System V4 that Velvi was talking about." Ryan held it in his hand and weighed it a few times. It was very light, and it was easy to mistake it for a decoration bought from a street stall. However, this was the highest level of a genius.

It has actually become portable. Once unfolded, it can form a barrier to isolate Honkai energy, which will prevent it from being detected by 'Skynet'. Moreover, as long as enough Honkai energy is provided, the coverage area is extremely large.

In short, this thing is a scientific barrier.

"Besides 'awesome,' I can't find any other words to describe it." Ryan smiled contentedly, tossed it aside, and picked up another item.

This is a silver iron rod, smooth all over, without any decoration. It is about a foot long, but rather thick, making it a bit difficult to hold.

"What the hell is this Vilvie doing, giving me an iron rod?"

Ryan did know how to use a stick, but this thing was too thick and too short, making it difficult to exert force. So he picked up something that looked a bit like a stopwatch next to him.

What the hell is this?

He pressed a button, and a beam of blue light shot out, startling Ryan.

Grass.

It turned out to be a holographic projection. The blue Velvet stood in the center of the living room, arms crossed, eyes closed, and then... nothing more.

The clock was ticking, and Ryan kept shaking his leg, feeling his blood pressure rise visibly, just as he pulled out his phone to yell at someone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure you've been waiting for a long time. Let me, Wilvie, introduce this ingenious idea."

It's not just that I've been waiting a long time, I'm tempted to smash your head in.

Ryan gritted his teeth, and then listened to Wilvi start by talking about inspiration, such as when she was eating barbecue, she had a flash of inspiration and wondered why bamboo skewers, chopsticks, and knives and forks could not be integrated into one.

Who cares about that? Anything without a fast-forward button is bad civilization.

Ryan continued shaking his leg, patiently listening, and then he heard profound and obscure principles, from materials science to mechanics, until he felt dizzy and his head was spinning.

"Now I will explain its function. Here comes the important part, please remember it carefully."

Ryan leaned forward instinctively, and then, just as he reached the crucial point, the holographic projection disappeared.

"Sorry, let me emphasize the source of inspiration again." Velvi's voice came, appearing just as Ryan was about to lose his temper, and she even stuck out her tongue.

"Just kidding. I think it's impolite to keep the audience waiting. Please check out my new work, the ultimate killing weapon - 'Take Your Life Three Thousand'."

There were no more interruptions. Ryan ignored the lousy name and started listening attentively to the lesson. It turned out that this was a Soul Steel weapon, but with 25% fluid metal added and the memory composition pattern of the First Divine Key utilized.

In layman's terms, this weapon can deform within a certain range.

"The memory mode can achieve amazing functions. After determining the shape, pressing this button will write the parameters into the metal, and the view will change seamlessly. The inspiration for this is..."

Beep.

Ryan crushed the projector to pieces. He had reached his limit and hadn't even had a chance to complain when another beam of light shone from the box.

"I know some gentlemen are probably in a hurry, but please don't rush. If you deliberately damage public property, it will activate self-destruct mode. I wonder if you've guessed that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a countdown began to appear on the silver metal rod, starting from '3'.

Ryan was stunned, watching the number jump to zero, feeling his brain tremble.

"Veil!!"

boom--

A ton of confetti sprayed out of the box, covering Ryan completely, and then the projector clapped his hands together.

"Hehe, just kidding, 'Take Your Life Three Thousand' is yours now~"

Ryan stood there silently, without any expression or words, until half a minute later he ripped the ribbon off his head.

He didn't lose control at all; he appeared unusually cold.

"Alright, I'll remember this grudge."

After saying that, Ryan bent down slightly, took out the short stick, injected Honkai energy according to the 'instructions', and then watched as the weapon deformed like mercury.

It was stretched into a three-foot-long straight blade, then he selected the memory function to restore the short stick, and then activated it again.

Zheng.

A straight blade instantly appeared, entirely silver, and Ryan could adjust the details if he wished.

For example, the hilt, the blood groove, or even patterns and colors that serve only an aesthetic purpose.

Looking at the weapon in his hand that changed color like a glow stick, most of his resentment vanished instantly.

"Annoying as it may be, it's a truly brilliant idea."

Soul Steel is originally a nanobot, and when combined with fluid metal and given a memory function, it can handle any combat situation. To be honest, Ryan didn't know how she did it.

He started experimenting again, stretching it endlessly, and found that the limit was a three-meter-long halberd; any more metal would not be enough.

Well--

The spearhead was sharp, its round blade slicing through the air, and its weight was just right. After dissipating the Honkai energy, the halberd transformed back into the shape of a flute, which could be neatly inserted into a belt.

"Interesting. In terms of versatility alone, it's no less than the Key of God."

He fiddled with the 'flute' and felt more and more that Virvi was terrible at naming things; what a terrible name she gave such an awesome weapon.

"Let's call you 'Dragon Hidden'. Your true form is ever-changing and no one can see it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryan felt a slight tremor. It wasn't intentional on the part of the weapon; it was a high-tech gadget with built-in AI, very scientific.

Click.

Just then, the door to the master bedroom opened, and Hua poked her head out: "Why did I just hear the sound of weapons cutting through the air? Did Vilvie send it to you?"

Vilvi's drawn-out voice lasted for more than an hour. Hua said she was taking a nap, but it was unusual for it to last this long, considering the commotion just now.

"Yes, I just retrieved it. It's a top-quality weapon among Soul Steel weapons, probably second only to the Divine Key." Ryan gently stroked the flute and casually asked, "Why did it take you so long to change your clothes? Are you alright?"

"It's...nothing." Hua pulled her head back slightly, saw Ryan's strange look, gritted her teeth, and pushed the door open to leave.

It was a moon-white traditional Chinese garment, revealing smooth, rounded shoulders. The cuffs were quite wide, decorated with lotus flower patterns, and the waist was cinched in emerald green, making the waist appear extremely slender. There were dark red jade ornaments at the knots.

Hua also changed her hairstyle, her long gray-blue hair flowing down, topped with a small bun and a long gold plum blossom hairpin.

Full of ancient charm.

Ryan's eyes lit up; it looked somewhat familiar. Wasn't this the Immortal Fu Hua? But unlike her cold and resolute demeanor, Fu Hua still had a touch of childishness, her expression timid, as if she were expecting something.

That one is a celestial being, and this one is a fairy, but they are both Fu Hua.

"Does it look good?"

"Try turning around once."

"Oh."

Hua didn't think much of it, and spun around on the spot. Her skirt bloomed like flower petals, and her fair legs were faintly visible.

"She's truly ethereal, yet retains much of a young girl's vitality. Compared to her, she's even more beautiful right now." Ryan nodded slowly, even feeling a sense of accomplishment. No one had ever seen an immortal look like this before.

"What are you talking about?"

"I said it was very beautiful, a perfect combination of tradition and modernity, and a fairy is much more interesting than a gloomy immortal."

Hua still didn't quite understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, but she understood the word "good-looking." Just as she was feeling a bit lost, Ryan raised his hand.

"May I have the honor of inviting this beautiful fairy to accompany me on a summer festival?"

He sounded rather literary, and I almost forgot that my senior was a cultured person.

The girl, who only had a high school diploma, paused for a moment, her beautiful eyes turning into crescent moons, and gently placed her hand in Ryan's palm.

"I am willing to."

The two went straight to the outskirts of the sea, where there was a mountain that, according to legend, was the birthplace of a god and had become a sacred site for the local Japanese religion.

In ancient times, it was used for rain prayers and sacrificial ceremonies; in modern times, it has become a cultural attraction. With the abnormal weather finally over, people who had been cooped up for too long are now venturing out.

As soon as they left the city, the road was completely blocked, so Ryan and Hua had to get out of the car and walk along the seaside road.

The streets were crowded with people. The neon lights were similar to those of China, and the traditional clothing was somewhat similar to that of China, resembling the 'yukata' that Ryan remembered, except that the hem was very short, only reaching the upper thigh.

This is a fine civilization, and it should be passed down as a precious legacy.

Ryan looked around. Because of the slightly cool weather, most of the girls were wearing over-the-knee socks in black, white, and purple, which were quite eye-catching. However, the men's clothing was a kind of mental pollution. After seeing hairy legs repeatedly, he simply raised his gaze.

Then he saw many people wearing black conical hats directing the crowd not to push.

"Local clergy in Japan?"

Hua Zheng kept his eyes straight ahead and walked somewhat stiffly, only turning his head slightly when he heard the question.

"Hmm, I heard they're called priests, and they've long been recruited by the Fire-Chasing Moths."

So he really was a clergyman.

Ryan became somewhat interested. Of course, there were religious beliefs in the previous civilization, and the Fire-Chasing Moths could distinguish them simply and directly.

I agree with anything that encourages people to fight against the Honkai, and I label anything that doesn't as a cult's suppression. Anyway, the various sects have long been divided because of their different interpretations of the Honkai, so it's not bad to use them for positive guidance.

As he looked around, his pupils suddenly stopped; he saw a familiar face.

The blond youth was standing beside the steps leading up the mountain, his hands elegantly in his pockets. At first, Ryan thought it was a persistent ghost, but he quickly realized he was wrong.

This person, with a smile on his face, only looked at the various stockings, not bothering to hide his gaze. He would go up to those that were particularly pretty and hand them his business card. I don't know what he said, but he got slapped several times.

"Senior brother, that person..." Hua also noticed the other person and frowned with some displeasure.

"Ignore him." Seeing that he had been slapped again but still maintained a gentlemanly smile, Ryan was filled with respect.

"That's a real old pervert!"