Terra's Magnetic Field

The man nicknamed "Dragon Rider" is playing with a woman in white, and the process is also called "Dragon Taming" by the audience.

Just when she was watching the most exciting part, Wanbao suddenly swung her tail and hit Kal'tsit on the buttocks. She deliberately restrained her strength so that Kal'tsit would feel extreme pain but would not leave marks on her clothes. It seemed that she was experienced in this area.

“What are you doing?!” Kal’tsit glared at the side. Wan Bao flicked her forehead with his finger before she could continue speaking, and scolded her in the tone of an elder educating a younger person, “You are not good at learning. You two old men don’t know how to be ashamed!”

Listening to the evil Wan Bao saying such things righteously, Saria just found it ridiculous.

Then Wanbao patted the top of Klushie's head. Although he didn't use much force, Klushie still cooperated by patting her head and had an exaggerated expression, as if she was acting in a sitcom.

"When did your screws arrive?" Wanbao asked Krusil, and Krusil answered as usual, "They just arrived this morning. Shining sent them over right after they were fried. You can feel them and they are still a little warm."

"Oh~ Shining, that black girl? Her screws must have been stuffed with ingredients, give me a pack."

"Take it yourself," Kal'tsit said while eating melon seeds while watching a TV series. Although the characters in the TV series all communicate in Yanguo dialect, this did not prevent her and Kal'tsit from enjoying the plot. In Rhodes Island, Yanguo dialect had long become a language that all operators had to know.

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"Something extra?" Saria always felt that there was something she couldn't understand in the seemingly normal conversation between Wanbao and Klushier.

Under Saria's gaze, Wanbao picked up a small bag of what looked like snacks from the marble table. The small transparent plastic bag was filled with some kind of snails.

Wanbao made a small opening, took out a snail and started to suck on it. He rolled his eyes as he slurped the soup. His facial features were curled up like a walnut, and his body was shaking violently. He made a strange "Mmm!" sound, and looked like he was ice skateing but had grown bigger.

"Is it really that delicious?..." Seeing Wanbao's exaggerated performance, Saria couldn't help but wonder, and at the same time, she thought that this was not an ordinary snack. What kind of ingredients did Shining add to it? ...

"Isn't Shining's food delicious?" Klosir said, "This is a traditional Sarkaz craft."

"Stop talking nonsense and give me the needle!" After sucking up the soup, Wan Bao wanted to eat the snail meat. She took the needle from Klushier and used it to pick up the snail meat with a very skillful technique.

"Do you want to eat it?" Wan Bao asked Saria who was beside her while eating the snail meat. Saria quickly declined her, "No need..."

"Why are you being so polite to me?" Wan Bao said this but he didn't force it.

Just as Saria was wondering what Wanbao would treat her to, Wanbao ordered Kulushier on the opposite side, "Go! Make me two packs of Sanxian Yi noodles, one for me and one for her," Wanbao was referring to Saria.

Whenever Wanbao used the tone of commanding a servant to give orders to those powerful figures in the eyes of others, Saria would have a special feeling. She couldn't describe it, but she just felt very happy.

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Kal'tsit and Kal'tsit, these two veteran figures, are among the most influential in Rhodes Island, but in front of Wan Bao, they are no different from servants and pets... at best, they can be regarded as things that serve and entertain her.

"Okay~" Krusil stood up and took two packs of yellow-green instant noodles from the counter behind. This was the [big meal] that Wanbao wanted to treat Saria to.

Kal'tsit took the iron lunch box that had been eaten clean from Kal'tsit's elbow, and Wan Bao immediately asked:

"What did you just soak?"

"..." Kal'tsit said in a low voice with a cold face, "White Elephant..."

"Hmm, I can smell Zhou Xiaoling?" Wanbao pretended to smell something. At first, Saria didn't understand what Zhou Xiaoling was, until she saw the red package of spicy noodles hanging on the counter behind her...

"Add it to the noodles..." Kal'tsit stammered.

"Byd is quite good at eating," Wanbao praised her, and asked with a smile, "What good things have happened recently?" After saying that, she moved closer to Kal'tsit, and the two of them stuck together.

Wan Bao knew that Kal'tsit would only add spicy strips to instant noodles when she was particularly proud, and as far as she knew, nothing had happened on the island recently that was worthy of this old cat's celebration.

Kal'tsit naturally understood that Wanbao was testing her, so she had to be careful with every word she said next.

“It’s still about Amiya,” Kal’tsit pretended to be calm and wiped the sweat off her face by lifting her hair. “She has started to grow up recently and will be able to stand on her own in no time. I am naturally happy for her…”

"Oh~ Amiya..." Wanbao seemed to be thinking about something, so she continued Kal'tsit's topic, "She is going to Che City to get [that thing] back soon, hehe~"

"Yes, as long as you take back [that thing], there will be no more forces in the world that can threaten us, and you can dominate this land alone..."

"Although domination is not that tempting to me now, I am still somewhat interested in [that thing]. I wonder if Amiya's action will be successful this time."

"That thing?...What is it?" Saria interrupted. She originally thought that the action announced by Amiya to the outside world was just a show. After all, the [Blade Master] that she said she would bring back was now right next to her.

"…" Wan Bao looked at Saria silently, then said,

You can think of [that thing] as a tool that can mass-produce people with the power of [magnetic field rotation]. "

"Ordinary people without magnetic field qualifications can gain magnetic field power if they can withstand the transformation. People who already have magnetic field power will become stronger after entering, but the probability of success will be lower." (If they fail, they will mutate into magnetic field beasts...)

"Ah?..." Saria quickly asked, "Where did that thing come from?"

Wanbao pointed to the ground and said nothing more.

At this time, Kelucil brought two iron lunch boxes over and handed them to Wan and Saria respectively, saying, "Just wait two more minutes."

"Give me two more spicy strips," Wan Bao said to Kelushier, and Kelushier replied, "The spicy strips are right over there with you, take them yourself." Wan Bao unceremoniously took out two of the thickest spicy strips from a pile of opened bags of spicy strips stacked at the corner of the marble table.

The spicy strips, which were completely soaked in red oil, appeared a terrifying deep red in the dim light of the store, and were covered with sesame seeds and chili powder. While thinking about whether this thing was hygienic, Saria imagined what it would feel like in her mouth, and she unconsciously secreted saliva...

"Want one?" Wan Bao handed over another spicy strip in his hand. "You really should try it. This stuff is much better than the French fries and potato chips you sell in Colombia!"

"Okay..." Saria took the spicy strips that Wanbao brought to her and watched Wanbao fold a thin and long spicy strip in half, then twist it into a thicker strip and stuff it directly into his throat.

Saria's expression kept changing during this process, and finally froze in a grin with eyes wide open.

"Damn!" After Wan Bao swallowed the spicy strips whole, he let out an ambiguous roar, scaring the others so much that they trembled.

"Hmm!!" Wanbao let out another roar as he savored the taste. His eyes were wide open, which was quite funny.

The meeting was almost ready. Wanbao picked up the chopsticks on the iron lunch box, held them in his hands and knocked on the lid of the iron lunch box like a drum, making a "ping pong pong" noise.

Saria noticed that the lids of the two iron lunch boxes were dented, indicating that they had been damaged over the years...

Wanbao was knocking on the lid of the iron lunch box with chopsticks while jumping up and down and making strange noises, as if he was performing some kind of religious ritual. Saria felt that this was very [abstract]

[Abstract] means that it cannot be expressed in words and can only be expressed through inner feelings.

Transit

Wanbao, Nian, Mostima, these ancient and powerful beings, their thinking has long been very different from that of ordinary people, so they often do some incredible things...

After Wanbao had knocked enough, he used two chopsticks to hold the two ends of the iron lunch box lid, and suddenly lifted the lunch box lid with force, letting the thing fly towards Klushier like a frisbee.

Klushie was well-informed, and she dodged when Wanbao knocked on the lunch box lid. The lunch box lid thrown by Wanbao passed by her and hit the spicy strips behind her. Klushie grumbled a few words, seeming a little unhappy.

After Wanbao opened the lid of the lunch box, she started to eat the noodles. The way she ate the noodles was as strange as the way she ate the snails before. It reminded Saria of the Colombian children's cartoons she watched when she was a child, in which the animal characters often made exaggerated expressions and body movements.

Saria ate spicy noodles while watching Wanbao's noodle-slipping performance. Wanbao dragged the noodles very long, his head kept shaking, and his body kept jumping up and down. Using the tail that stretched out from his waist as a leverage point, Wanbao could perform many difficult movements, such as supporting the marble table with his hands, and circling his legs back and forth in the air, etc.

Wan Bao was not even satisfied with performing only on the ground. She simply jumped directly onto the marble platform, stepped on the opened bag of spicy strips with her left foot, jumped a few times, and then did a backflip and jumped back to her original position.

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Wan Bao's noodle-slipping performance was not over until she finished drinking the noodle soup. Everything on the marble table had been messed up by her.

Saria was stunned, and then she looked at her unopened iron lunch box. Did she have to perform some talent while eating noodles?

"Give me another can of Jianlibao!" Wanbao shouted at Klushil, who quickly did as he asked and turned around to hand her a green can of drink.

Wan Bao used her left little finger to poke a hole at the bottom of the beverage can, then raised her right hand and squeezed it hard! The beverage in the can spurted out of the hole like volcanic magma, bursting towards her mouth, splashing her collar with foam.

After Wanbao finished drinking the drink, he let out a long sigh, threw the can away, and wiped his face with his sleeve, looking very heroic.

"Wow!" Saria exclaimed.

"Eat? Why aren't you eating yet? The noodles are about to get mushy," Wan Bao glanced at the iron lunch box next to Saria, who then opened the lunch box and ate the noodles. The texture of the noodles was quite ordinary, but the taste was very unique. Saria couldn't figure out why, she just felt it was delicious.

Under everyone's gaze, Saria quickly finished the instant noodles in her lunch box and drank the soup...

That’s all for today.

Volume 339: Chapter Chapter : Li Huan

The path in his memory was one that Gui Jiao had walked countless times. It was a path that he had to take when he came home from school. Sometimes he walked quickly because his mother was not at home and he could sleep peacefully; sometimes he walked slowly because his mother was at home and he would be worried again.

The mother could not bring Guiqiao a sense of security, because she was a neurotic and irritable woman, the opposite of most people's mothers...

In this dream, Gui Shao was walking on the way home one day. The familiar scenery around him made him linger. In his memory, this old street had been demolished more than ten years ago and was replaced by a modern commercial street when he was in junior high school.

In the restaurants on the old street, the cooking boilers are placed outside. After the dishes are cooked, they are directly served to the open-air tables nearby. They cook dishes and sell rice with toppings during the day, and set up stalls to sell barbecue at night.

Outside the canteen were toys of all kinds, including spinning tops and racetracks. At that time, a yo-yo cost 10 yuan, and a more advanced four-wheel drive car cost 25 yuan. When Guishao was in elementary school, he skipped breakfast for more than a month just to save money to buy a spinning top from a popular cartoon. Almost all the kids in his class had one, and he was eager to join them and integrate into the group...

Arriving, Guiqiao walked through the old street and stopped in front of the old residential building. This decades-old concrete building was his former "home", a place that often appeared in his nightmares, where he had many experiences he didn't want to recall, and where some people he didn't want to meet lived...

The exterior walls of the building are covered with layer upon layer of cement used to patch the walls. Every time this mobile city moves, a new crack will appear on the building. To be honest, it is a miracle that it can still be used today.

The dense electrical wires and water pipes tangled in a mess on the outer wall reminded Gui Qiao of the entrails of slaughtered animals. The whole building had been in the dark for a long time, so it looked eerie from the outside. The gray cement also made Gui Qiao feel depressed.

The pancake stand downstairs was open as usual, but the owner's face was blurry because Guiqiao had forgotten what she looked like. She only remembered that she was an elderly lady who died when Guiqiao was in junior high school. Her funeral was held downstairs, and people of all kinds gathered together to make noise all night. There were singers, jugglers, and even strippers. The old lady died at the age of 70, so it was considered a happy funeral.

At this pancake stall, meat-filled pancakes cost one yuan each, and vegetable pancakes cost fifty cents, which was a rare cheap delicacy for Gui Shao when he was young. Gui Shao would order a meat pancake and a vegetable pancake to fill his stomach almost every day after school, because he didn't know whether his mother would have another attack and not let him eat that night.

His mother often didn't give Guiqiao money for food, and his life or death depended on her mood. Since his mother didn't give him money, Guiqiao had to go and get it himself. In order to survive, he often took one or two coins from his mother's bag when she wasn't paying attention, and used them as life-saving money.

Gui Qiao lives on the fifth floor. He walked into the corridor and looked up at the densely packed advertisements on the walls on both sides. There were locksmiths, infertility treatments, and other blurry advertisements. The scenes in the dream were linked to Gui Qiao's memory. Things he couldn't remember would appear in a blurry form in his dream.

Although the building is old and dilapidated, you can still see the spacious interior, just like a whale that is about to die, its skeleton is still huge after death. The whole building looks square from the outside, but it is actually composed of four buildings, which are linked together. It is called a "building" but is actually a "walled city". The total internal space is surprisingly large, and the terrain is complicated. Most people will get lost when they come in for the first time. (Kowloon Walled City, a city within a building, one of the prototypes of the popular cyberpunk culture)

This building was once a big hotel and a central shopping mall, and it had a glorious time with this mobile city, because it was once part of the "Dragon Gate". Later, when this mobile city was separated from the main city "Dragon Gate", it was converted into apartments and rented to poor people who came here to work at a relatively cheap price.

Because the tenants in the building are all random people from other places or even other countries, the internal security is not good, and gang culture is prevalent. People from different regions and countries gather together, divide their own turfs, and conduct some shady transactions in this walled city. When the security is the worst, there are fights and gunfights in this building every day, and an average of two or three people die every day. (Mini Rhodes Island...)

And there would be no police intervention, partly because of the policy issues left over from the Longmen period; partly because of the complex terrain inside the walled city, police officers who were not familiar with the terrain could easily be attacked. Over time, this place became a lawless place, and many criminals, black doctors, wanted fugitives, and loan sharks were present.

They will choose to hide here...

Every time Gui Qiao climbed up a level on the staircase, he would stop to look at the scene inside. Although the houses and small shops in the city were still the same as he remembered, they seemed a little unfamiliar. Perhaps it was because he had been away for too long... The entire city was demolished when he was in high school, because this mobile city was taken over by the main city of Shangshu at that time. After it stopped traveling, it was natural to rectify the internal atmosphere.

The third floor is where snack shops are concentrated. Many residents from foreign countries have converted their homes into restaurants. The flavors of dishes from various places mixed in the turbid air are hard to describe.

People of all kinds were walking around outside, and some were crowded in small corners talking. A tall man in a black vest passed by Gui Shao, who was a Luper like him, but Gui Shao didn't remember there was such a person in the fortress. Maybe he forgot?

Gui Shao had unknowingly reached the fifth floor. After leaving the stairwell and walking forward seven or eight meters was where he lived with his mother when he was a child. He had seen the iron gate that had appeared in his dreams countless times, and the house number "0513" on it, which meant the thirteenth household on the fifth floor.

Just as Guiqiao was hesitating whether to move forward, a figure passed through his body. It was a child in his teens, who was his younger self. Only then did Guiqiao realize that this dream was not about returning to the past, but about looking at what happened in the past from the perspective of a bystander...

The little wolf in front of him used the key to open the iron door. As soon as he stepped into the door, a series of noises came out. Guishao hurried over. Although he knew very well what happened inside, that was the thing he least wanted to recall...

When he returned to the scabbard and walked through the iron gate, he saw a woman in her early thirties named Lupo pressing his younger self against a white wall, rubbing his head against it repeatedly, leaving dents all over the wall. This woman was his mother, a woman he hated and detested.

In the corridor outside, the man in the black vest that Guishao had seen before was also staring at him. That guy's sight could penetrate the wall...

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Did he make all this up? Actually, no, even if it didn't happen to him, at least he saw it with his own eyes...

That’s all for today.

Volume 340: Chapter Chapter Sheathed

"When I was twelve years old, I received training from Lin at Simuitai. I practiced thunder techniques, fist techniques, sword techniques, and knife techniques for eighteen hours every day. I already had strength far beyond that of my peers."

"At that time, at a young age, I already possessed the power of the [Eighteenth Heaven] and could easily split mountains and crush rocks. After defeating and killing more than a dozen strong men of the same level, I was granted the title of [Ferocious Sword Master] by Lin according to family tradition.

"At that time, every time I went on a mission, I would carry with me a replica of my family's Fire Scale Sword. The real Fire Scale Sword had long since disappeared. Whenever passers-by saw the fierce sword behind me, they would understand what kind of person I was."

“Although I don’t want to admit it, I do have Gui Xinlin’s blood flowing in my body. That bloodline that I hate has given me a strong physique, amazing talent, and a [hugeness] that is far beyond that of ordinary people…”

"At the age of twelve, I was seven feet tall and 320 pounds. Qing Yan, who was the same age, was nothing but a tiny thing in front of me."

"My childhood experiences also made me mature far more precociously than my peers, and I was able to better understand the ways of the world, making it easier for me to survive in a bureaucratic place like the Simitai. You could say that I am a person without a childhood..."

"After easily defeating Qing Yan, I became the strongest among the younger generation of Simuitai at that time, a rising star who was seen as a future rival to Wanchou's adopted daughter. Almost everyone around me thought that I would succeed Lin, and even the always arrogant Qing Yan showed me special [respect], although according to seniority, I could indeed be considered her elder..."

(It is known that Gui Xinlin and Wan Wubian are of the same generation, so Xiaodao is actually of the same generation as Wan Chou. Chen Bao and Sister Lei Zi really call him uncle)

"But I don't think so. I don't think Lin will really give up her position to me or anyone else in the family. Maybe others haven't noticed it, or maybe even if they have noticed it, they are unwilling to show it. In Lin's heart, family affection is actually ranked very low. I discovered this a long time ago."

"In her heart, power comes first, strength comes second, and family comes third. These three most important things make up her personality. She can give up the pursuit of power in order to maintain power, and she can also give up her family in order to pursue power..."

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Although it sounds very ruthless, as far as I know, most people in high positions in this world are like this. My mother Gui Xinlin did not have many children; in the royal family, every generation has brothers and sisters killing each other or fathers being kind and sons being filial. For example, Wan Chou killed his brother and father before he sat on the throne. "

(In the generation of Wan Shanshui, the whole family died at the beginning, so nothing similar happened later. Everyone is happy and congratulations...)

"So it's impossible for Lin to give up her position to someone else, even if that person is her dearest relative... And she actually doesn't like me, I know this very well, one reason is because of my background, and the other is that my personality is not pleasing. I don't care about Si Suitai's position, so I'm too lazy to do anything to please her."

"As time went by, my relationship with Lin became increasingly distant. She taught me martial arts all day long in the beginning, but later on she only taught me once every six months. She cared about me every time I came back from a mission, but later on she just ignored me..."

"The people of Simuitai also saw the change in Lin's attitude towards me. Soon I went from being a celebrity in their eyes to an unknown person. When they saw that Lin began to pay attention to Qingyan, they all followed her side."