The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Almost instantly, the contents of his brain changed to "I don't know who I am, I don't know what's going on, I just know that I'm going to kill."

Fortunately, Yang Lu Cun adjusted quickly.

"How to say?"

"We are going to retrieve Tuolado next. I already have a direction. Be prepared. The enemy is the thief who stole the wind element armor. His strength should not be underestimated. (Very quiet)"

"What kind of security does your dad have? How could he lose this?"

"I do not know."

Faced with the other party's high-quality answer, Yang Lucun felt speechless, but he still decided to leave immediately.

[Hey, aren't you going to consider my feelings? ]

"Just bear with it for a while, you won't die anyway."

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"…Nothing, let's go."

If it was just a fight, Yang Lucun didn't think he would lose to anyone.

Anyway, with Zhulong's "voluntary sacrifice" to provide quick energy charging for the armor, as long as the enemy is not much stronger than the clown, it will only take a few rounds to defeat him.

He temporarily placed his trust in Ming Ming, hoping that the other party was not deceiving him and could help him find the person.

【261】Take a short break

[That big, handsome guy with a 25-year-old face is your father, right? ]

"Don't make him sound like a powerful character in Hong Kong comics. After all, his face is similar to that of Zun Long."

Yang Weiwu, who has already integrated meditation and dreaming, said in the space of consciousness.

"Although it is true that many Hong Kong comics heroes have handsome faces and strong bodies..."

[So, what was your mom trying to achieve by getting together with your dad when she was a minor? ]

"The reason why a fourteen-year-old would do such a thing... is a little heavy. You should read it yourself."

[This? Fourteen? Do you want to see her development? She's pretty good for an eighteen-year-old, right? Her face also looks more mature than that of Ma Lingling.]

"In fact, she developed early and quickly like my father. She is about 1.65 meters tall. Her face is the type of charming that is inherited. It is misleading at first glance, but if you look at photos of her in her twenties or thirties, you will find that she is indeed childish at that time. By the way, aren't you a virtual armored beast? Use your noble computing power to analyze it."

[What would the scene look like if it was completely recreated based on your memory and Yang Lucun's memory? It all depends on his individual unconsciousness and the two of you. What do you want me to analyze? Do you think I have thoroughly studied the unconsciousness? Or do you think that the things a person can touch are enough to tell the whole picture of everything? Don't take the armor that was originally made just to be worthy of being the strongest weapon too seriously. At least, whether it was Yan Di or Luo Cha, they didn't reach the limit of their talents back then. ]

"It's true that I was too strict."

Somewhat unexpectedly feeling lectured, Yang Weiwu glanced at "another self" standing beside him.

"How to say?"

Yang Pojun glanced at his other self and replied, "It's better than when I first crossed over. At least there are things to do and people provide free food and lodging."

"Where is the synchronization of memories?"

"I've traveled to another world and lived on Genkami Island for a month. I think it's a bit too stressful to watch my father and mother meet from this perspective while synchronizing the memories. And I have a feeling that the next scene will raise my blood pressure."

"Then let's go for a walk first. Where do you want to go?"

"…Let's go to the cemetery first."

"It's a little bit of a road, a change of scenery, or..."

"bike."

"Alright."

He came out of meditation and walked out of his room.

Yang Wuqu, who had already rubbed a bunch of transparent wings for himself from the three-inch man and transformed into a forest fairy (crossed out), saw it and immediately flew over.

[Po Jun Na~]

"I'm going out."

He ignored the old man and said this.

The door opened and closed, and the elf fell dejectedly onto the sofa.

【Don't you want to follow? 】

On the coffee table, a short black stick flashed a faint light.

[What are you going to do? Look at black and white photos? Or the kind with something annoying next to it.]

The pure white flames rose up, no longer having an ethereal and transparent feeling, but a solid manifestation of human flesh.

The thin man lay on his back on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table.

[Ah, how many times have I told you this? It's rude to put your feet on the coffee table!]

The short stick made such a preaching sound.

[I'm already dead, why are you still caring about me so much? ]

Yangwuqu made a loud clicking sound.

[Am I still alive now? ]

Short Stick's question left him silent.

But it doesn't matter, he is used to this kind of situation. When a topic is about to die, changing it is a good choice.

[Who is using the summoner now? ]

【Hehe, guess what. 】

[It seems that you are not the third one, at least you are using it too. ]

【Why did I guess it right away! 】

[I don't really want to sugarcoat your character issues, so let's be frank. Before the battle before my death, I asked the sword to deal with the remaining things for me. How much of those things are left now?]

【All are here.】

[Are you all there?]

[Well, Jian didn't leave here. He said that he wanted to repay you, and at least try to save our only living brother.]

【Extra thoughts.】

Yang Wuqu scoffed at this reason for staying.

[I am just a weakling, and my fighting ability is just so-so. In this world, people with his personality and willpower are just good-looking. Even the armor I made may not be able to destroy it in this world.]

Even revenge was accomplished with his own help, so there were certain psychological flaws, but they were not big enough to bring any power.

But Yang Wuqu didn't want to continue criticizing her.

[Because he's Ultraman... right? Didn't you also say that we shouldn't discuss worldviews with people of different races? This should be a consensus in our family, right?]

Short Stick wanted to defend the Ultraman called "Sword", but Yang Wuqu pretended not to listen, so the topic ended like this.

[Is it really okay to let him go? Rongyanlin and Hurricane Cangyuan——just leave them there? ]

[Are you still worried that he will get it? Knowing where I put it? ]

[If I really get it, I don’t know how I should feel about it. 】

The voice revealed dissatisfaction.

[Who would put something like that in their brother's grave? ]

[I don't even want those two things to come out, so where do you expect me to put them? ]

[They are not elemental spirits from another world, but children you have nurtured by collecting the four elements in this world. Why do you have such a big problem with them? ]

[When I see those two things, I think of Duanmu Yan, and when I think of Duanmu Yan, I get angry. ]

【……envy?】

【no. 】

[You are so stubborn! Don’t I know you? Because your brother admires someone else, but you look down on him and think that he is unworthy of the position. Later, after you developed a feeling close to faith towards your brother, you felt that his existence was like a stain, and even disliked the elemental spirits that he often used. ]

[If you don’t know how to speak, just shut up and no one will say anything to you. ]

[Hmph~~~ While the little guy is out, let's review Lu Cun's story, shall we? I also have some parts I want you to see. ]

[“Also”? Please don’t connect to my “kingdom” to see my eldest nephew’s dream, okay? ]

[Isn't that my nephew? And if you don't watch it first, I won't be able to see that kind of picture even if I connect to it. No more talking, I'll just release it, you can watch it or not! ]

[…Your existence is about to disappear, where does the power projection come from? ]

[Before the summoner was turned off, my status was basically frozen at the current situation. Seeing that my nephew didn't plan to meet him immediately, we still have some time to review Lu Cun's story. I also added a third-party perspective to make it more objective.]

【It's up to you. 】

[262] The Strongest Evil That Does Not Seek Justice (I)

"Why do you do that?"

Ming Ming looked at Yang Lucun with dissatisfaction.

"what do you mean?"

Yang Lu Cun looked at her in confusion and asked.

"I was trying to recruit Xiao Feng to find you a teammate to reduce the risk of fighting! Why did you sneak attack him and send him to the police station?!"

"Why don't you send the thief to jail after you catch him?"

Yang Lucun was very curious about Ming Ming's train of thought.

It is natural for criminals to go to jail, right? If you don't send them to jail and let others help you in high-risk situations, are you afraid that no one will stab you in the back in the middle of the battle?

"Don't you prioritize gathering strong teammates when playing games? Who would only play one when the maximum number of team characters is four?!"

"If you're talking about video games... I don't play them."

"Are you living in the last century?!"

1998...it was kind of the last century.

Yang Lucun, who always felt that he was being discriminated against because of his era, had a string of swear words flash through his mind. But then he thought that this was his temporary boss and landlord, and he couldn't say anything.

However, the Yang family has a fine tradition - changing the subject.

I remember that when Yang Jumen recruited the three brothers, he specially taught them how to deal with women.

"When you are about to lose an argument or say something inappropriate, change the subject immediately. Don't worry about whether it is hard or not, and don't worry about who is right, just change the subject."

"Also, this method of dealing with people you intend to treat as the opposite sex is only applicable to you. If I knew that you were doing this to everyone and bringing shame to the Yang family, I would have to clean up the family."

Putting aside the last sentence, the three brothers did discuss the point of [intention to be treated as the opposite sex].

There is no need to be so rigid in the definition of the opposite sex. Apart from mothers and sisters, people you ask for help from are also of the opposite sex, and people you are not likely to have conflicts with are also of the opposite sex.

The opposite sex is not the opposite sex, but [the opposite sex]. This is the bottom line and purity of the Lao Yang family's ability to bend and stretch!

"By the way, where did all the jewels he stole go?"

"...What a blunt way of changing the subject." After glaring at him angrily, Ming Ming opened the notebook and placed it in front of Yang Luxun.

"I don't understand. Tell me the conclusion."

"He sold it out."

"What about the money?"

"I don't know about that. He didn't have any money on him. The police will probably interrogate him to find out where the money went. But I did find out that he seemed to have been to an orphanage."

"What's the point of going to an orphanage? Did he come from there before?"

"You speak so aggressively... Why can't you just continue to donate?"

"Do you think it's possible to steal the wealth obtained by others through legal business and then donate it to an orphanage?"

"Don't think too badly of people! But it is indeed a low-probability event. It sounds strange to commit a crime and then do good things."