The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Beside the silt, two stinky flesh and blood creations that resembled the silt noticed that Hao Zhao had passed safely, and tried to shake the tentacles extending from the flesh balls to touch Director Hao's broad shoulders.

There is a large amount of blue gleaming mucus on the tentacles, making this bumpy mass of flesh look extremely dangerous.

But Hao Zhao just turned his head and glanced at the meatballs, and he could see from the movements of the tentacles that they just wanted to say hello to him.

So the orange cat nodded slightly to them with a smile, left a "good evening" and then slowly left.

The two bad beasts seemed to be angered by Hao Zhao's words, and they waved their tentacles wildly. The strange fishy smell lingered in their noses for a long time before Hao Zhao gradually walked into the next door.

If it were the first time he was born, Hao Zhao would have regarded all this as a dream, thinking that he had been attacked by illusion-like Origin Stone techniques.

If it were half a year ago, Hao Zhao would have thought that he had been marked by the evil god's broken body and had fallen into a permanent mutation caused by excessive inspiration.

But now that Qiao Lun has been promoted to the Great God of the Void Realm, he has already figured out the meaning of these pieces of meat:

Except for a lot of weird flesh and blood that can almost be regarded as ghosts, the remaining meat balls can be regarded as the "superposition" of multiple visions.

The vision Hao Zhao saw was like a thick porridge, which combined and stacked some of the characteristics of the virtual realm, the strange phenomena of Mansu, and the bloody limbs under the skin of the creature itself, so that the normal human body could no longer be seen. horizon.

The old problem of too much inspiration.

Hao Zhao shook his head and continued walking. In his eyes, blue lightning flashed and extended along his head.

The orange cat's body stiffened unconsciously, but quickly recovered. When he was seriously injured, the world returned to normal.

The easiest way to escape from a sudden surge of inspiration and fall into vision is to directly smash the brain and regenerate. This was how Kong Ming regained Hao Zhao's spirit in the beginning.

He looked at the road signs again and judged that his sense of direction was correct. He was still walking in a straight line and did not turn to the center of the asphalt road. Hao Zhao secretly looked back and saw a couple laughing and walking in the opposite direction behind him. .

'After destroying the brain and regenerating it, it still works, but what should ordinary Terrans do if they face this situation? '

A sudden idea flashed in Hao Zhaosheng's mind.

But it quickly dissipated - Lapland, whom Macaron picked up in Syracuse, also fell into a bad situation where inspiration broke out. The changes in the world made her helpless, but she quickly returned to normal through injection of blood source. .

But the principle seems to be to use the antibodies generated in the body of the unlucky guy Hao Zhao who was recruited to rescue patients whose symptoms are not that serious?

So what if someone was as polluted as he was?

Hao Zhao felt suddenly curious.

But he soon adjusted his way of thinking and suppressed this untimely curiosity - after entering the polluted state, even if he recovered again, there would always be weird, but definitely wrong, whimsical thoughts repeating in his mind. Surging, he must control himself.

At least you can't go find an ordinary person to watch under the influence as you think in your mind.

He walked down the road again, the sun had fallen quietly, and the unique haziness of the night blurred Hao Zhao's figure. The high-rise buildings in the surrounding residential areas had lights, like stars that had not yet appeared.

Hao Zhao's journey soon came to a standstill. He looked at the 'stalker' behind the telephone pole who tried his best to hide but could not, and sighed helplessly:

"Want to go uptown for dinner together? I can treat you."

Chapter 20 Star Bear ([-])

"Eh?!"

The figure hidden behind the telephone pole trembled in fright. Hao Zhao's sight, which was strengthened by the "light in the pupil", could easily see a certain part of her body that was shaking due to the sudden discovery - a person would do it no matter how much she concealed it. The long sharp corners that reveal the outline of a telephone pole.

"Come out, you can't hide it."

Hao Zhao walked towards the telephone pole. He was already tall, with a height of more than two meters, and a pair of long legs that took up more than [-]% of his body. He walked to the lame stalker in a few steps.

"Well!"

The green-haired ghost girl even had the horn on her head turning slightly red, but she pretended to be free and easy and said loudly after humming for a lifetime:

"Awesome! As expected of Director Hao, he could tell he was following me at a glance! But in fact, I also wanted to go to Shangcheng District for dinner, but I only followed Director Hao when I saw him!"

"...Has anyone ever told you that you are actually not very good at lying?"

Hao Zhao put his hand on his forehead with a snap, and said helplessly to the green-haired ghost:

"Besides, your tracking technology... well, it's hard to describe in words, but since you are also going to the upper city, let's walk there together? Do you want to come, Star Bear?"

He called her the name of the ghost girl who had made a famous name in Xiacheng District.

"Uh, isn't this bad? I'm a gangster from Hongxing. If I'm seen walking with you, Director Hao, aren't you afraid of being reported as having close contacts with gangsters?"

Xing Xiong stumbled and spoke in Yanguo dialect. Although the ghost girl who came from the East Kingdom had learned Yanguo, she was still not proficient in idioms.

"What's the point? Besides...the consequences of doing this are quite interesting."

Hao Zhaoman patted Xing Xiong on the shoulder with deep meaning.

She is a quite tall ghost, and has a good figure commensurate with her height. However, her stooped back due to unknown reasons makes her look a bit timid, and she cannot see the arrogance and arrogance that Hong Xing calls "Ghost Sister".

Well, maybe it was because she was facing Hao Zhao, who was a head taller than her who was over 1.8 meters tall?

Hao Zhao glanced at Xing Xiong, then suddenly reached out and patted Xing Xiong on the back:

"Stand up your chest, raise your head, and straighten your waist!"

Miss Ghost Clan

He immediately thought of the past when Hao Zhao rushed into the place they were guarding and shouted, "Squat down now and hold your head with your hands." At that time, all the unlucky ones who were still standing would be beaten to the ground by Director Hao's brutal fists, regardless of whether they were Fierce and evil.

Miss Xing Xiong's knees immediately began to weaken. She almost squatted down and put her head in her hands the moment Hao Zhao issued a commanding tone. As a result, this skillful movement made her back bend even more. Director Hao couldn't help but Bu used his left hand to firmly hold her elastic waist to keep Xing Xiong standing.

"Stop squatting. I asked you to hold your chest up and your head up. I didn't ask you to squat down and hold your head.

Hao Zhao's strong arms wrapped around Xing Xiong's waist. The green-haired ghost girl's whole body weight pressed on his arm, but it couldn't bring any trembling. Xing Xiong's weight was not worth the strength exerted by Director Hao's one hand. carry.

Miss Xingxiong blushed in embarrassment at her skillful movements. She subconsciously followed Director Hao's words and straightened her chest and head, fully revealing her tall figure.

But before she could keep it up for long, she began to hunch over unconsciously again, and her slender and fleshy body softened again.

Then she met Hao Zhao's slightly muscular arm that had already been wrapped around her.

"Alas!!!"

Miss Xingxiong stood up straight again as if she had been electrocuted. Hao Zhao could easily feel her tight muscles trembling under her silky skin through his arms. Without saying anything, he led Xingxiong to the market in the upper city.

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"Isn't this great? You can stand up straight. You don't have rickets or other diseases. Why do you have to bend down when you can stand up straight?"

When they were approaching the night market, Hao Zhao let go of the arm around Xing Xiong's slender waist. The ghost girl immediately relaxed, and her originally straight back began to bend again - and then she touched Hao Zhao's arm and stretched it again.

"Why don't you stand up straight?"

Looking at Xing Xiong's habitual bending action, Hao Zhao frowned and asked.

Xing Xiong's movements are not normal, like a habit, but also a little deliberate.

"..."

Miss Xing Xiong seemed to have thought of something, and her aura became visibly depressed. Hao Zhao looked at her cowering figure as she straightened up, sighed, and suddenly used his left hand to tighten Miss Xing Xiong - forcing her to stand up straight. body.

When Hao Zhao let go, they had almost entered the range of the night market lights. Xing Xiong still wanted to bend down, but Hao Zhao shook his left arm that was close to her back not long ago in front of her face. The young lady understood what he meant, so she had to force herself to straighten up, and walked into the Longmen Night Market with Director Hao.

The crowds of people coming and going passed Hao Zhao and Xing Xiong, and their tall bodies were even more conspicuous in the crowd. Xing Xiong's height of more than 1.8 meters made many Longmen men look like dwarfs when they stood up straight, while Hao Zhao's height of [-] meters tall made many men look like dwarfs. This height makes Xing Xiong inexplicably much smaller...

They walked and walked among the crowd, and Hao Zhao quickly found the stall where he usually ate dinner, and walked over with Xing Xiong.

There are advantages to being taller and stronger, at least among the crowds of people who are usually tall and would get lost immediately. He and Xingxiong could find their destination among the crowds of people just by looking left and right.

The bald stall owner grinned when he saw Hao Zhao. When he saw Xing Xiong, he smiled even more wildly. He shouted to Director Hao in the noisy night market:

"Here you come? Still the third child?"

"Third brother, I'll give her a portion of the same amount!"

Hao Zhao was not polite, pointed at Xingxiong who stood up straight next to him and was very uncomfortable with other people's eyes, and shouted to his boss.

"Okay! Six large bowls of wontons and chicken drumsticks!"

Middle-aged Li Boli shouted, and the boy at the stall, who was obviously related to him, immediately expertly blanched the ingredients, and bowls of wonton noodles began to appear on the dinner plate.

Hao Zhao and Xing Xiong casually found an empty seat in front of the stall. The two of them, taller than others, easily occupied both sides of the table, filling the table to the brim and discouraging the surrounding guests who wanted to share a table.

As soon as he sat down, Xingxiong couldn't help but bend his straight waist and relaxed visibly.

She seems to have some concerns about standing up straight?

Hao Zhao judged it when he saw the cold sweat on Xing Xiong's forehead due to standing up straight and being noticed, and even the sharp horn glistened with sticky sweat under the lights of the night market.

Chapter 21 Star Bear ([-])

"...My height has been different from other girls since I was a child."

The wonton noodles hadn't arrived yet. Xingxiong looked at the people chatting around him and said to Hao Zhao under the bright lights of the night market.

"Dongguo, sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. My height doesn't fit in with the crowd, so many girls reject me and throw me out of their small circle."

"But boys are different. They were not willing to accept me into their inner circle at that time, so I became a two-faced person who could not please either side."

Xing Xiong recalled that even if some memories lasted ten times longer than the years they carried, they could still leave irreparable scars on the owner. When Xing Xiong recalled that past, he still had an unconscious expression on his face. of anger.

Was she resentful that she didn't have the courage to make a career at that time, or was she resentful of those people who rejected her just because she was tall?

Hao Zhao was interested in exploring, so he followed up and said:

"I responded

Because you will use your fists to knock down those idiots who exclude you, and then tell them... you will be their eldest sister from now on, and everyone will listen to you. "

"Pfft," Xingxiong himself couldn't help but laugh: "If it were me now, it should be possible - no, it shouldn't be like that."

The green-haired ghost girl quickly denied her reaction and said softly:

"Some of those children come from wealthy families. Even now, I can't beat them."

When talking about those children who are either rich or noble, she seems to be calm and relaxed. The difference in background is not an unspeakable story for Miss Xingxiong. She is even willing to admit the shortcomings of her own background frankly in front of Hao Zhao:

"Children of the ghost tribe are happy to fight. It seems that physical collisions can determine the gap between their respective statuses. I have seen the ghost tribe and the Wolper children fight. The next day, the Wolper child was beaten and cried by the ghost tribe. I came with my parents."

Xingxiong smiled bitterly and told Hao Zhao what she saw and heard at that time:

"His father is a shrine priest and has a lot of power in the Eastern Kingdom. In the town where I live, the power is even stronger - he talked with the principal, and that night, the ghost child was pulled in front of all the students in the school. All students must read a letter of apology and apologize to the Wolper children."

"The child had a fierce temper and refused to admit defeat. Priest Wolper smiled at the principal. On the third day, the father of the ghost child had to rush to the school to deal with the fact that his son was about to be expelled."

Xingxiong recalled:

"The man is a blacksmith. There are so many calluses on his hands that the whole hand is thick and stiff, and he can't even hold it. His skin is dark, there are many wounds, and there is a long scar that cuts across half of his face."

"He was wearing the best clothes he could find that day, but he was still covered in sweat from the Dongguo weather. I could see clearly that his sweatshirt was soaked with sweat and had changed color. His dark skin even reflected light from the sweat."

Compared to the other girls, her back was much wider and hit the chair made of wood. Xingxiong raised a hand to cover her eyes, replacing everything in her sight with darkness, and then spoke with a soft voice that was quite inconsistent with her. Telling a story that deeply impressed her during her childhood:

"The man was arrogantly thrown under the sun for two hours by the principal's secretary, but he didn't get angry. He even had a smile on his face that the ghost tribe couldn't help but look at with disdain. He was pitifully waiting to be summoned. It was the time when the sun was at its strongest. After he survived, he walked into the principal's office while wiping the sticky sweat on his body with his sleeves."

"What about the more tragic humiliation that happened from time to time? Did the sycophant principal who took advantage of the situation take advantage of the opportunity to get a kickback? I couldn't even see it, but just by the uncertain look on the man's face when he came out, I knew there must be something. .”

Xingxiong's eyes kept rolling, and the palms of her raised arms were clenched into fists, with anger and fear that she didn't want to admit:

"From then on, I didn't dare to have conflicts with other people, because I knew what my family was like, and I also knew how difficult it was to mess with people who came from wealthy families."

"My father used his meager income to send me to school just so that I wouldn't be like him. How could I not go to school?"

The corners of Xingxiong's mouth were raised in an ugly way. Even if it was blocked by her arms, Hao Zhao could still tell how distorted her cheeks would be because of this smile:

"There was a girl who also came from a Kobe family. They were naturally one step ahead of ordinary people like me. Once, when the school was selecting flag bearers, they were required to be tall - I was the tallest in the class, but the female student from a Kobe family also wanted to be taller. want."

"What can I do? All I can do is give her whatever she wants, hurry up and get through this period, and don't cause trouble to myself."

"I stooped, I hunched, I tried every means to make myself look ordinary and inconspicuous, I forced myself to know which family was weak and which was strong, and I tried to avoid provoking others as much as possible - the habit of stooping and hunching came from that time Developed.”

"..."

Hao Zhao said nothing, and Xing Xiong's unconscious movements were like a hand that opened the curtain of his mind, leading him to realize the indelible malice in the distorted environment of the East Kingdom.

In other words, the class, disparity, power and rot that have been ingrained in the land of Terra since the beginning.

These things are always like this, but is it always right?

Hao Zhao couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say it either.

"What happened next? Why did you decide to come to Longmen?"

He could only continue the conversation.

"Isn't it too uncomfortable to stay in Dongguo?"

Xingxiong moved a little, exhaled the dull air in his lungs, and quickly maintained a good supply rate amidst the exaggerated inhalation sound, and continued to talk to Hao Zhao:

"As I grew older and learned more and more, I became less and less afraid of the principal's coercion. However, my childhood has always been a shadow that I can't forget. It's hard to stand up with my bent back. Zhi——I didn’t really want to stay in Dongguo, so I ran to Longmen.”

"What about after coming to Longmen? Is there any difference between this place and Dongguo?"