Terra's Magnetic Field

One of the younger brothers sneaked over and put his ear close to the gun, but he could still hear it even after it was sheathed, "Boss! You got the wrong one! This is it!"

Captain Jia switched the chopsticks over with his backhand. It turned out that this thing was actually a prop, the kind that could retract with a press. Crow had also played with it when he was in college. The spring sword used in sword-swallowing performances was based on the same principle.

But Crow is a professional liar after all, and his business ability is inferior to that of Captain Jia.

"Heh!" Captain Jia used his strength and "actually" poked the iron chopsticks in! Standing upright on the wooden table, "This is called palm force! Yanguo fasting, understand?"

Gui Qiao quickly clapped his hands to satisfy his vanity and echoed:

"Since Captain Jia has shown off his skills, I'll do the whole job too."

Gui Qiao randomly pulled out a bamboo chopstick from the chopstick cage beside him. Lao Zhang also picked at it and refused to change the chopstick even though it was almost rotten.

"Look, this is how you play with chopsticks."

Gui Shao spoke calmly, and everyone stared at his right hand which was pressing on the chopsticks, with the tip of the chopsticks facing the flat table top. Gui Shao relaxed the Qi to the meridians in his wrist, and then... focused his strength on the center point and exerted force instantly!

Instantly, the wooden chopsticks pierced through the tabletop. Captain Jia, with his fox eyes, stuck his head down and said, "It's done!"

"This is palm power!" Captain Jia was shocked.

"What a bullshit palm power! Why don't you let Broca try? Brute force will only break the chopsticks. This is called skill! It's about using clever strength, understand?" Gui Shao scolded him with a stern face.

【Perfect Realm】, the principle that the ancestor of magnetic field Wan realized in the past, the most basic one of which is the degree of control over strength. On the basis of having the same strength, if we want to discuss the strength of the strong, we have to look at their control over their own strength and the speed of exerting force.

If the power could be concentrated like a wooden stake, it would be amazing; but if the power could be concentrated like a steel pillar, it would be even better; and even more amazing is to concentrate the power of the steel pillar into a single pillar without dispersing it, and combined with extremely fast speed, it will have top-level killing power!

As for those with extraordinary talents, they can also achieve even better power control, but there are not many strong people who can achieve that level in Terra nowadays. These people can not only concentrate their power to the "small" level of a spear or sword tip, but also coordinate with the rapid speed to raise the existing power to an incomparable level, and create a cross-level killing power.

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Above these strong men are Wan, Nian, Xiao Er, etc. Their power can be concentrated to the microscopic particle level...

Now Gui Shao can "unconsciously" use a force that seems almost impossible for ordinary people to control and insert the rotten and easily broken bamboo chopsticks into the relatively solid wooden table. Does this mean that he has reached the [perfect realm]?

unknown………

Gui Shao was not surprised by this, because in his "memory", he had the experience of fighting with others on the streets since he was a child, so it was not surprising that he could do "this" level.

"Ah!" Old Zhang was also shocked when he saw this scene, and then felt distressed, "My table! My eight thousand Longmen coins' rectangular table with water, wood and flowing channel patterns!" He knelt beside the table and cried.

Bloka wasn't too surprised. He just asked Guishao, "Doesn't your hand hurt?"

"Nonsense! Of course it hurts! Ouch..." Can Guishao say that? Then will he continue to pretend?

Every king of pretense has to endure tremendous pain, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people. This is the price of pretense! (Kebao feels the same way. He has never won a fight, but never lost a show of pretense.)

Although he felt extremely miserable, Gui Shao still replied calmly:

"It doesn't hurt, it's just that my hand is new. I could have pressed it in with just one finger before."

???

While everyone was gathered together to study the wooden chopsticks, Gui Shao quickly left. It seemed that they no longer cared whether Si Feng was integrated or not.

"Captain Jia has been in office for more than 120 meals for free in the first month!" Zhang complained when talking about this incident later, "I almost lost the two floors of my shop to him!"

"More than 120 tons? A month?" Gui Shao was puzzled. "You come here every day.

This is not worth eating, right? "

"Of course, you didn't count the midnight snack and afternoon tea."

After thinking about it again, it seemed to be the case.

"But you don't mind that Captain Jia eats and drinks for free, but you are cheating me, your honest old customer?"

"What else? If the Madam gets angry and complains to the Queen Mother, will I be able to keep my shop open? But you, the young boss, are considerate and reasonable, and a good citizen. Now that you know about it, you're just going to say a few words to me." Old Zhang gave a thumbs up.

Hearing his words, Gui Shao became furious and slammed the table. The wooden joints made a sound, dust fell off, and the table almost fell apart. Fortunately, he stopped himself in an instant, otherwise he would have to pay compensation again.

"Zhang Youfu!" Gui Qiao called him by his full name and cursed him like his grandfather:

"What kind of bullshit is this?! Should good citizens be shortchanged? Then I won't pay for meals anymore!"

Of course, Guiqiao said it out of anger, but he still paid the money, and he couldn't break the rules. But from now on, he would negotiate the price of the goods. When Lao Zhang brought his things, Guiqiao would first check how much they were worth before paying.

That’s all for today.

Volume 325: Chapter Chapter Peeing and then peing the former director of Rhine Life

After riding a bike away from Lao Zhang's Shaxian snack shop, we went back to the artificial lake on the edge of the commercial district. This place is only popular in the afternoon. There aren't many people coming here in the early morning, at noon, or even late at night.

Gui Shao sat on a rock beside the artificial lake, looking at the lake view, holding a small ice pack bought from a convenience store in his right hand. With the cooling effect, his palm didn't hurt so much.

"Ah... Damn it! My hand... Why do I have to be in the spotlight?" Gui Shao blamed himself, but when he recalled the pleasure of pretending just now, it didn't hurt so much. This kind of person is mean at heart.

It can be seen that Gui Shao's "heroic act" was nothing more than self-satisfaction.

"Tmd..." Gui Shao cursed again. After the pain in his right hand almost disappeared, he tore open the ice pack, took out a small piece of ice from it and chewed it in his mouth to relieve his boredom.

The cool taste spread in Gui Qiao's mouth, and it had a unique flavor when paired with the water view in front of him.

There have always been rumors about a "water monster" in the artificial lake of Rhodes Island. Every mobile city with a little history has its own corresponding urban legend. It is said that there is a strange fish lurking at the bottom of the artificial lake of Rhodes Island. Although it is ferocious, it rarely surfaces. Occasionally, the Agor people will encounter it when diving.

This rumor initially attracted many operators and tourists, but no matter how they searched for the strange fish, they found nothing. Rhodes Island did make some money from this, but over time no one paid much attention to it.

Behind the stone where Gui Jiao was sitting, there was a sign related to the strange fish, saying that this strange fish had been recognized by the "Terra UMA Organization" and was one of Terra's unconfirmed life forms.

"Oh~ go to hell," Gui Shao naturally knew that this was a marketing trick of Rhodes Island. If there really was such a big fish at the bottom of the lake, all the fish in the lake would have been eaten up long ago. How could Wanbao raise so many koi? (The answer is that Wanbao often catches people to feed the fish)

Before he knew it, Gui Shao had eaten all the dozen or so ice cubes in the ice bag. The ice cubes melted into water in his stomach, which pressed on his bladder and gave him a sudden and strong urge to urinate.

“Damn it! Why at this time? There is no public toilet nearby…” Gui Shao looked around, but there was no one nearby. He looked at the lake again. Did he really want to pee in the lake?

Although urinating and defecating in public is no longer a rare thing in this morally corrupt age, Guishao still has the ethics of a normal person.

After a simple mental game, a column of warm water flowed into the lake. Guishao was too lazy to ride his bike to the commercial district. When he was halfway through peeing, he found that the lake in front of him was a little [strange]

The originally calm water surface suddenly began to ripple, but there was no wind around. The noise could only come from the bottom of the lake. Could there really be some huge creature underneath?

"Who cares..." Gui Jiao was about to finish peeing anyway. Just as he took his last breath to release the warm fluid accumulated in his bladder, something suddenly jumped out from the bottom of the lake, swiftly and ferociously, and reached the surface of the water where Gui Jiao was peeing.

"Shh!?! Wow! It's the Lake God!"

This sudden change left Gui Shao with no time to react. In panic he ejected what was left in his bladder, and a bladder sword containing ultimate power hit the target right on target!

in!

Gui Shao used the killing move released by his elder brother to spray the thing's head, and warm water flowed from top to bottom on the thing...

What is that thing?

After finishing his urination, Guishao's legs went limp and he sat down on a rock, quickly zipping up his bottom. The lower half of the thing that had jumped out of the water before was still in the water, and it was covered with water grass and mud. It could only be barely recognized as a person...

A lake fish jumped off the thing, and a strong fishy smell emanated from it. After the thing reacted, it reached out and touched the top of its head. [She] already understood what was going on.

"Is it the Lake God? The Lake God has appeared!" Gui Shao was so frightened that he was incoherent. He would be like this whenever he was provoked. "Lake God, it's a sunny day today. Yes, I love you too. Last time a dog bit me... Fortunately..."

“………………” That thing didn’t reply.

Pulling off the water grass and mud wrapped around his head, half of the dragon horn and half of a woman's face were exposed. That expression was definitely not happy~

“Wow! Saria…?…It’s…it’s the Lake God who possessed Saria!” Gui Shao screamed and crawled backwards with his hands on the ground, looking like a four-legged crab.

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Even though Gui Shao had just urinated on her face, Lord Diamond wouldn't be that stingy, right?

Unfortunately, yes!

"Ah—————————" Saria roared, and with an effort she shook off the dirt on her body. The blast of air instantly blasted the sword back to its sheath seven or eight meters away.

The leather jacket and jeans that Saria was wearing were corroded by the gastric juice of the big fish and were torn into tatters. They could only barely cover her body. One of her boots was missing, and she looked very disheveled.

Although more than half of Saria's skin is now exposed, Gui Shao does not have any thoughts about her like this, because a strong sense of death occupies his mind...

"Clown, are you ready to die?" Saria asked Gui Qiao, who was lying on the ground, with a dark face. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Gui Qiao with extremely fast movements.

Gui Shao was still mumbling a bunch of crazy words that she couldn't understand, in Colombian language mixed with the local dialect of Yan Country. In Saria's eyes now, the young man in front of her who had met once was just a clown, a clown who couldn't make her laugh...

Now Saria has almost lost her mind. Her kindness has long been worn out by the long period of repression. Now she only wants...

kill!

That’s all for today.

Xiao Wai: Master and disciple are bound by a hundred generations of grace! My beloved disciple, please remember the happy times we had in the past...

Volume 327: Chapter Chapter The Necessity of Strength

"Wake up! Saria, my disciple... You must not just sleep and fall into depravity like this... As long as there is still one person on this earth who needs you, you can't just ignore it. No matter how painful and sad it is, you have to keep fighting..."

"Sareya, wake up! Wake up! Then continue to fight for this land and the tomorrow of most people, fight for the smiles and happiness of the things and people you love!"

The gentle and solemn male voice awakened Saria's consciousness from the deepest darkness. Saria only felt that she was wrapped in a ball of warm light and was in a state of weightlessness.

At this point, she was already exhausted, and her fighting spirit had been worn out by the long and depressing life, so even after hearing these inspiring words, she didn't react much.

"Who? Why did you call me at this time? Why didn't you even give me a chance to breathe?"

"Sareya, wake up... go fight... go..." The man's voice seemed to come from far away, but it was particularly loud. After listening to these words for more than ten times, Sareya opened her eyes reluctantly. What she saw was the surprisingly large waiter, and behind him was an endless white space.

Without much thought, Saria knew that this place must be her own consciousness space. She was still in a coma, and the huge waiter that appeared in front of her was just a projection of her consciousness, an impression made by her brain to wake her up.

As for why Xiao Er is so big, it is probably related to his status in Saria's mind. This image is also the one that can most inspire Saria.

"You can shut up now! You are not my master at all, you are just a projection of my side of thinking. If you were really my master, you wouldn't force me to fight, because the real "him" just wants me to live well!" Saria stopped the huge waiter from repeating the words over and over again, and yelled at the person she admired.

Saria stopped the huge waiter from speaking. He stared at her with a look of disappointment in his eyes, which made Saria feel a little uncomfortable, but she still shouted:

"Why should I wake up? Don't I even have the right to escape? Fight? Fight? Go fight! Looking back, I have been fighting for almost my entire life. I have dedicated my childhood and youth to this land! I have tried to change all these bad things through fighting, just like [you]..."

"In the constant battles, I was injured, on the verge of death several times, and parted with many of my comrades. I had no wealth, money, or status. In the end, even the people and things I cherished left me one after another..."

"But what can I change if I fight to the end? No matter how I try to save it, everything is still heading for the worst. Columbia has become a plaything of Bella and the others, Theresa died in the battle, Rhodes Island was taken over by Kal'tsit, and even the damn Wan was resurrected... Is our fight really meaningful? Is our sacrifice really worth it?!"

"If I could be ruthless and ruthless, I could rely on my own strength to gain benefits, and then I wouldn't be in such a mess like I am now! But I can't do it. My conscience is the biggest obstacle on my road to dominance. What am I?

Do I have to give up this last bit of conscience in exchange for everything?"

"Answer me! Xiaoer!" Saria screamed at the illusion of Xiaoer. At this moment, she hoped that the giant shadow in front of her was real. She hoped that this man would be resurrected like Wan...

But in the current situation, even if Xiao Er is resurrected, what will happen? Can he really save this land? Or...

Is this land still worth everything he has to give to save it?

"…I can't answer this question…" the giant waiter hesitated, "Yes, Saria…you did sacrifice a lot to protect this land. You were exhausted physically and mentally after a series of hard battles. In the end, you didn't even want to wake up because the heavy and cruel reality made you breathless. I understand…I understand this feeling very well..."

"Because I have been through this too. My life is also full of frustration and separation. I have also been losing in constant battles until even my last life is gone. But if no one does this, this land will really be doomed..."

"Is this your answer?..." Saria looked at the waiter in disappointment. If this giant shadow was really her beloved master, he would definitely not answer like this. Her emotions became excited, and then she shouted at the other side with a stronger voice than before:

"That's enough! Stop blackmailing me! Just because you've been through that doesn't mean others want to go through it. Not everyone can be as selfless, noble, and great as you. You can't hold me to the standards of a saint. That's too harsh!"

"I'm not as strong as you, Xiaoer... You should also understand that the strong are respected in this land. When a person is strong to a certain extent, it is difficult to distinguish good from evil in his behavior, and he will become the new order... Ask yourself, if you are not so strong, can you still be as selfless as you were in the past? Can you still be a saint in this crazy and barbaric land?"

"Xiaoer, I am powerless now because I am not strong enough! If I were even half as strong as you, I would be able to live a hundred times easier than I am now! Then I would have enough time to become a saint!"

"So... Xiaoer, instead of appearing in my dreams and talking to me while I'm asleep, why don't you share your strength with me!"

In the space of consciousness, Saria shouted out the words that had been buried deep in her heart. It turned out that her true thoughts were like this...

In the final analysis, she is no different from Wan in essence, they both crave power, but after gaining power, Saria will try to be a saint instead of doing evil things like Wan.

After hearing this, should Xiaoer despair? Even if he is just a [false] mirage...

How could the powerful waiter not know Saria's sincerity? He might have read Saria's mind a long time ago, but he did not give up on her. Maybe he still believed that people can change...

"Ah......" the huge waiter sighed. At this point he couldn't say anything to educate Saria.

Then disappear!

"It seems that you can't answer my question. After all, it's just fake... just like this meaningless dream!" Bathed in the light, Saria regained some strength, then concentrated her strength in her right arm and swung out a [Magnetic Field Sky Sword]!

This was the first move that Xiao Er had taught her. It was the foundation of all those with magnetic field abilities. It was to condense one's own power into a blade of light and throw it out. Now she was going to use this move to send Xiao Er back...

in!

Saria's magnetic field sword cut Xiao Er's huge figure into pieces. The huge figure fell apart in an instant and turned into powerful fragments and dissipated...

"Huh..." The last breath of the waiter floated to Saria's cheek and wiped away her tears.

Saria cried, shedding tears for who knows how many times in her life. Although she knew very well that this thing was just a false projection and an obsession from the past, she felt reluctant when she really destroyed it.