Star Iron, but the amount of animation

She felt as if her ears and brain had been raped.

It is said that those who are happy with their destiny are abstract masters. Why does this person always reach new heights?

She was a little worried about his mental state.

Seeing that Mao Yu stopped talking, An Jing nodded with satisfaction, looked back at the couple who were also a little dazed, and said kindly, "Hello."

Patricia and Adair looked at each other, and finally the girl spoke with some hesitation: "...Hello?"

Volume 1: Chapter 93: Patricia

I have to say that although capital is disgusting, when it really concentrates its efforts to do something, its efficiency is unimaginably high.

In order to monopolize the business in the universe, the company once compiled a "Translation Guide" that contains nearly 6,000 languages ​​of civilizations, but it is difficult to use due to the huge amount of search data. What is even more troublesome is that language is like a living thing. As civilization progresses, vocabulary and slang grow wildly, which exponentially increases the difficulty of translation. There are also "Riddlers" who make it difficult to communicate across galaxies.

Elijah Salas, member #56 of the "Genius Club", created the first pair of "Synesthesia Beacons" prototypes to facilitate communication among geniuses. Unfortunately, the communication barrier between geniuses is not only language, but also arrogance. The members of the club ignored his invention, and this pearl was covered in dust for hundreds of years.

However, the invisible wall of language has always troubled the Interstellar Peace Company. This time, they issued an irresistible order to the "Educational Society" they funded. The scholars painstakingly excavated and transformed the ancient manuscripts and finally reproduced the "Synesthesia Beacon". The era of interstellar communication has begun.

Today, the "Synesthesia Beacon" has become the basic technology of all intelligent life in the galaxy. With just one injection, the beacon will be processed by the central nervous system, and you will be able to understand the most unfamiliar language of the distant world, just like hearing your hometown accent.

This kind of technology always makes An Jing feel a little emotional. It's a bit too damn dark. Is it really reasonable?

Although it is really convenient.

The boy sat at one side of the cafe, supporting his chin with his hands crossed, looking straight at the girl in front of him.

"Your name is?"

"I, uh.....you can just call me Patricia...I wonder what your name is?"

The pink-haired girl seemed to have never talked to anyone like this before. She looked a little nervous and spoke in a more formal manner.

"Just call me Jingyuan."

Mao Yu, who was beside him, glanced at him, seemed to remember something, and gently reached out his foot under the table to step on the boy's foot.

An Jing didn't tolerate her and stepped back hard.

The girl's eyes suddenly widened, and Ben's arms, which were folded on the table, suddenly tightened, his lower body shrank back and his upper body leaned forward.

"No, are you okay?"

Seeing Mao Yu's sudden action, Patricia asked with a little worry and hesitation.

"fine."

An Jing answered for her with a smile.

"So, what do you two want to see me about?"

"Nothing much, I'm just very interested in something Miss Patricia has."

"One thing?"

Patricia was a little confused. She thought about it, took out the metal card from her inner pocket and put it on the table: "Is this it?"

"Yes."

The mission target was right in front of him and he could get it just by reaching out, but the boy was not in a hurry.

After all, he felt that he was a civilized person who would not steal or rob. The fact that this thing was picked up by this lady meant that it was destined to be with her, and this thing would definitely return to his hands, which meant that this opportunity should be based on this Hextech card, allowing him to help her.

"As long as Miss Patricia is willing to give it to me, I can help you do one thing without violating my bottom line and exceeding my ability."

An Jing raised a finger.

Although he has no bottom line, few things can exceed his ability.

"Or, if you want money or barter, I can do that. Just ask."

The boy leaned back in his chair, his nouveau riche temperament pouring out, the only thing missing was a big gold chain around his neck.

"I have no shortage of money..."

Patricia pursed her lips, her expression struggling.

She looked at Adair, who had remained silent, for advice, and he gave her an affirmative look.

It means it's best to give it to him.

Well, Patricia actually understands this.

After all, you are away from home and you are unfamiliar with the place. Although you like this card very much, it is actually of no use to you. If you give it to them like this, you will not lose anything, but you will get some benefits out of thin air. After all, this card was just picked up by yourself by chance.

But that being said...

They wanted this card so much, which meant it must be something very important, but she picked it up. Isn't this a very romantic and predestined thing? And she didn't lack money, so she might as well say that she didn't lack anything, and she didn't think she needed them to help her with anything...

Ah, so tangled...

Patricia was very distressed. She raised her head and asked tentatively, "Can I not change it?"

"of course can."

An Jing answered very readily.

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned. She didn't expect things to be so simple.

But before she could continue, the boy continued: "But in that case, I will follow you."

"Follow me?!"

Patricia was a little panicked.

What does it mean to follow her? Is it to assassinate her or to hunt her down?

It seems like there is no difference, so if I don’t give it to them, they will kill me!

The young lady, who had been pampered since childhood and had never had to do any housework, suddenly found herself in such a dangerous situation. For a moment, she was inevitably a little scared, but also a little excited and felt it was thrilling.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm a civilized person and I don't usually use force. I'll only follow Miss Patricia until she's willing to trade, or I'll take the things away after you die of old age."

"Wait until I... die of old age?"

Patricia repeated it doubtfully, and then immediately understood. Her eyes lit up: "Are you an immortal?"

"Immortal Seed?"

An Jing tilted his head slightly: "I think so."

"Well, in that case, I'll give you this card. Can you help my father live longer?"

"Your father is dying of old age?"

He was quite outspoken, which was actually a bit rude to Patricia, but after all, it was about her most respected father, so she didn't want to miss any possibility.

"Not really... that exaggerated, it's just that my father is in poor health, and the normal methods known in the universe to prolong his life are almost exhausted..."

Patricia explained.

"How do you know you haven't used my method?"

"I don't know, but I still want to try it. What if it works?"

The eldest lady answered seriously, which made An Jing feel emotional.

"I do have a way, but I can't help you."

"Why?!"

Patricia was a little excited, but she realized it immediately and apologized with a red face: "I'm sorry... I was rude..."

Volume One: Chapter 94: Why not take advantage of the last moments to have a good time?

"In our Immortal Boat, seeking immortality is a crime punishable by beheading."

A drink automatically rose on the table in front of An Jing. He picked up a few pieces of candy and threw them in. "This is a matter of principle. Miss Patricia should change it."

“Is that so…?”

Patricia felt a little lost. She opened her mouth and was about to say something else when the table suddenly began to vibrate slightly, attracting her attention slightly.

what happened?

Although this table looks like wood on the surface, it is actually made of alloy machinery that is integrated into the building. How could it suddenly vibrate?

And...if she was not mistaken, the amplitude of the vibration...seemed to be getting bigger and bigger?!

While she was still a little dazed, Adair beside the girl had already stood up quickly. With a serious expression, he said to Patricia in a low voice: "Miss, it's not safe here! We have to leave!"

"Ah?" Patricia was stunned. The etiquette she learned since childhood made her look at An Jing and Mao Yu who were sitting opposite her.

"Don't worry about us, just prioritize your own safety. I will come find you."

The young man didn't seem to care at all that the world was spinning. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows beside them, the sky was torn apart, seeping out a blood-red color. Dense black dots fell from the sky. It was like the end of the world.

In fact, it is true.

The antimatter army has arrived.

"Well, then, see you two next time!"

Patricia was terrified by the apocalyptic scene outside. Her blood began to rush faster and she followed Adair and left.

Mao Yu lay on the table and looked at the leisurely young man beside him: "Then what? What should I do?"

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for them to die."

She was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was not surprising that the boy could do this, and there was even a damn sense of fit.

“That’s something you can really do.”

"Of course I lied to you baby, how could I be so bad?"

An Jing smiled gently.

"You're not going to do that old-fashioned and boring hero-saving-the-beauty plot, are you?"

Mao Yu raised the cup boredly, watching the brown liquid in the cup flow, balancing the water surface in the violent vibration.

"Isn't it good? It's old-fashioned because it works, and boring because the results are predictable."

"That would be too boring."

The girl yelled as she leaned towards the boy's body. "If that's the case, we might as well do something more interesting."

The cup was held high and tilted slightly. The brown water that had managed to maintain its balance amid the shaking of the ground immediately poured down, hitting the delicate and pale collarbone. It was split into two along the shape of the bone, then slid down, flowing through the snow-white skin, and into the red cloth covering the slightly raised unripe fruit. The other half accumulated between the collarbones, emitting an alluring glow.

Mao Yu lazily lay on the boy's shoulder, with her chin resting on his shoulder, and whispered seductively in his ear: "The world is going to be destroyed..."

"Why don't you take advantage of the last moments to have a good time?"

Volume 1: Chapter 95: You are so sexy

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the type to get horny in public anytime, meow."

An Jing was moved but still refused.

"What do you mean by in public?" Mao Yu pouted: "Where is the public?"

She lazily raised a finger and swept it around: "Everyone is running, running for their lives~"

The finger finally circled back to the boy's shoulder, gently drawing circles, causing some unbearable itching.

"No one will care about our..."

"There are also surveillance cameras. Maybe they can make a short video and broadcast it to the whole universe."

"monitor?"

Mao Yu chuckled and snapped his fingers. There was a popping sound in the air. As for what it was, there was no need to say more.

"Do you have any other excuse?"

"I don't think people can, or at least shouldn't."