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Chapter 244: If you send knives to readers, they will send you knives in return ()

Of course, the sickle-weasel group did not just attack Mo Qiuran and the others. A large number of them also flashed like ghosts in the strong wind, making sharp whistling sounds as if the wind was cut through, and attacked them.

As a result, the golden pupils in the eyes of the two people lit up at the same time, and the field of spiritual words radiated out to the surroundings in the first instant!

"Brother, my spiritual power is the [Eye of the Wind King]. Are you interested in cooperating with me?" Xia Miyan asked with a smile. The extremely close distance allowed Chu Zihang to see all her details at a glance. The more so, the more her flawless face seemed particularly charming.

Coupled with the majestic and noble aura she exuded after she ignited her golden eyes, and the current situation full of crises... Chu Zihang's eyes couldn't help but flash.

He has always been a very calm person, but in fact, such calmness comes entirely from meeting Odin and the experiences of the past three years after Chu Tianjiao "failed".

Before this, he was an excellent student, but also a boy with all the normal emotional fluctuations.

Now, revenge has been taken, Chu Tianjiao is back, and his inner persistence has disappeared... The former Chu Zihang seems to be ready to return. Fortunately, his instinct of facial paralysis has been controlled so far, but various psychological activities are inevitable to increase.

For example, when Xia Mi saw this scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement in his heart.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang had a firm faith in Taoism and would not lose his mind because of such a scene. He did not answer what Xia Mi said, but only reacted.

In an instant, he controlled his Word Spirit, [Jun Yan], and expanded the Word Spirit domain to its maximum. Sen'ao's voice echoed in the domain. Along with this voice, the fire elements in the air gathered in an instant and took on a fiery and burning form!

At the same time, a corresponding word spirit field was also released from Xia Mi's body. It did not impact the field released by Chu Zihang, but instead blended with it like water, until it expanded to almost the same size before it stopped.

The wind element was also gathered in the field. The whistling sound of the wind was extremely sharp. The air became as hard as solid at extremely high speeds. A piece of moving air could even break a person's bones!

Word Spirit·【Eyes of the Wind King】!

The Eye of the Wind King and the Sovereign Flame were released at the same time and in the same area, reaching their limits at the same time. The extremely high temperature and fierce flames, blown by the strong wind, formed a rare wonder in nature - [Fire Tornado]!

In the center of the hurricane, a huge swaying fire snake twisted and rose into the air. Thousands of degrees of high temperature were condensing, and then the huge fire snake broke into countless tiny fire snakes, drilling into the gaps in the hurricane, forming a complete fire tornado, sweeping the entire tunnel, turning everything flammable into ashes!

Naturally, its power is not as strong as the [Ice Flame Explosion] that Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang had released together before... but the visual effect is equally maximized, and for these groups of sickle-weasels, it is already a destructive level of lethality!

The huge shock wave hit the tunnel and bounced back. Chu Zihang subconsciously pulled Xia Mi into his arms and pressed her underneath to protect her.

The tremendous wind pressure and fire storm swept everything away.

……

"So what's going on now? Are we sure we can continue moving forward without any means of transportation?" Finkel asked hopefully.

It seemed that as long as Mo Qiuran and the others hesitated, his next sentence would be: "In this case, why don't we go back home first and come back to collect the bodies of Junior Brother Chu and Junior Sister Xia tomorrow!"

Although the number of sickle-itachi group is large, but with the presence of two fierce... women, Tang Zi and Eri, it is just a matter of a few normal attacks to defeat them.

So after all the sickle-weasels around him were wiped out, Finkel, who had been just a bystander for a long time, quickly began to faithfully fulfill his role as the retreating official.

Of course, Mo Qiuran would not give Finkel the opportunity to say such outrageous words.

Mo Qiuran nodded simply and said, "Of course we have to keep moving forward. Senior, are you going to give up on your teammates?!"

As he said this, he looked at Finkel twice with suspicion.

"If you have this idea, then I have to consider whether I should kill you first. After all, stabbing someone in the back is the most dangerous..."

"No, let's set off now! The operation to rescue our juniors has officially begun!" Finkel immediately became full of fighting spirit and walked forward with big strides.

"Hey, hey, hey, senior, don't be anxious. Are you planning to walk there like this?" Mo Qiuran held him back. "God knows how long the subway line here is. How can we do this without some means of transportation?"

"Great, junior, I knew you had a trick up your sleeve!" Finger was overjoyed. At least he didn't have to walk anymore. But then he thought, wouldn't this make him die faster? So he became dejected again.

"Senior, don't always look so depressed. This matter still depends on you." Mo Qiuran patted his shoulder and said, "If I remember correctly, you seem to be a major in mechanical principles, right?"

"Senior, I majored in the principles of alchemical mechanics, but my academic level is very low, so I can't be of any help at all." Finger immediately looked alert.

"It's okay, it's okay. As we all know, anyone who majors in computer science can repair computers, anyone who majors in civil engineering can build houses, anyone who majors in aircraft maintenance can fly airplanes, and anyone who studies law can file lawsuits!

So, as a student studying the principles of alchemy mechanics, you must also understand some mechanical principles, right?" Mo Qiuran said.

"These two things are totally different! And are you sure those well-known things you said are correct? Why do they sound so strange? Don't bully me for not understanding the professional abilities of college students. I am an experienced old hand!" Finkel was furious.

But in the end he was still drafted into the army, after all, he was the only one here whose professional knowledge was related to this stuff.

In fact, what needs to be built is very simple. It is just a small maintenance vehicle, a large flat plate, and some simple lever structures, plus four wheels placed on rails. It can move when people press on it.

Although Finkel muttered that his major was indeed not related to this, he still quickly explained the principle structure.

This guy does have real skills, but it just depends on whether others can make him use them. Obviously, Mo Qiuran is someone who understands and can do this.

As for the raw materials used to make this inspection vehicle...

Naturally, it was made directly by Tang Zi using extreme ice. The structure is arbitrary, and it is strong and durable. Isn’t it beautiful?

As for Mo Qiuran, he has already made up his mind not to take action unless it is necessary, which is the legendary "slacking off".

This is how it should be. Otherwise, it always seems like a big brother leading a group of younger brothers in a dungeon. The big brother kills everything in a flash, even clearing out the small monsters. Wouldn't the others feel very uninvolved?

Mo Qiuran would rather have an equal friendship with the people around him, the kind where they can joke with each other and laugh, rather than creating an obvious gap so that cracks that did not exist originally appear and then grow bigger and bigger, gradually forming an unhealable gap.

Isn't it great to work together happily and individually to complete dungeons?

"So why do I, as an engineer, have to work as a laborer to shake the lever after I have given instructions on the manufacturing drawings?" Finkel asked.

"Because I'm injured now, and you're big and fat, so you're obviously good at doing manual labor."

Mo Qiuran said as a matter of course: "Sister Tang and Hui Liyi are the main combatants in our temporary team. They must always be alert to possible dangers around them and definitely cannot do this kind of physical work.

Otherwise, what if you encounter a dangerous battle later and the lack of physical strength leads to serious consequences?

Of course, if you have a fearless spirit and strong strength, and think you can successfully handle danger in the future, then you don’t need to be the one to press the lever, I’ll do it…”

"No need for that. Senior, I am big and strong, so I am most suitable for this kind of logistical support work!" Finkel interrupted Mo Qiuran's words directly, jumped onto the maintenance vehicle made of extreme ice, and held the push rod tightly with his big hands, as if he was afraid that if he was a step late, someone would snatch his job away, and said righteously.

"What are you waiting for? Get in the car! The Finger brand rickshaw is ready to start!"

……

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were breathing heavily, their bodies so close that the hot breath they exhaled was almost audible.

Two pairs of golden eyes stared at each other, close enough to see each other's reflections in their eyes.

"Um... Senior Brother, although I know that in a regular TV show or movie, the male and female protagonists will usually kiss each other after surviving a war, you have to be prepared. If you really kiss me, I will cling to you!"

Xia Mi spoke in a low voice, her eyes wandering.

"The kind that will entangle you for the rest of your life!"

In the silence all around, even a low voice is exceptionally clear.

Hearing this, Chu Zihang suddenly felt as if an electric current was flowing through his heart, making him feel numb and tingling. For a moment, he almost fell down. Fortunately... or I didn't know whether it was good or bad, he controlled his arms with great willpower and propped himself up.

“Hey, hey!” Xia Mi, who had been looking around, saw Chu Zihang push his body away, and her eyes widened instantly, “Brother, shouldn’t you come down immediately after I said that and then say, “In that case, you are mine from now on”? How can you just leave like this? I will be very sad!”

"..." Chu Zihang stopped moving.

"Uh, it's just a small example, not a suggestion..." Xia Mi's eyes began to wander again.

"Are you talking about... the kind of speech that a so-called domineering president would make?" Chu Zihang said after a moment of silence.

Xia Mi: “!!!”

"Oh my god, Senior Brother, you didn't get hit in the head by the shock wave just now, did you get a concussion? Such words, such words... are you able to say them?"

Xia Mi's words and eyes were full of shock. She reached out and grabbed Chu Zihang's face, as if she wanted to confirm whether he was still wearing a human skin mask or something.

"Or is it that, even though you look so cold on the surface, you actually like to read all kinds of romance novels when you are alone at home??!"

"It's just... I heard it from Mo Qiuran." Chu Zihang explained, his face inevitably a little embarrassed, but fortunately the surrounding environment was relatively dark, hiding the slight blush on his face...

Mo Qiuran did say this to him, but in fact he had also read that kind of novel on Mo Qiuran's recommendation...only that one time!

The character setting is not bad!

"Huh... I thought you, senior brother, were a double-faced person..." Xia Mi was so scared that she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, the two of them were silent for a while, as if they wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"Um...um...Brother, if you don't want to seal the love with a kiss, why don't you change the position? Otherwise, a girl will still be shy..."

Xia Mi twisted her upper body, and Chu Zihang stopped moving after half of his body was lifted up. So if there was a third person watching at this time, their posture would actually be quite... ambiguous.

"..." Chu Zihang didn't answer, but slowly and firmly landed. Xia Mi was frightened and her eyes widened. She probably wondered if her senior brother had finally come to his senses, or if someone else was so bold that he dared to take the initiative to attack? Or maybe he had finally started to think about it under her own instigation?

Then Chu Zihang turned his head at the moment of falling... and Xia Mi's rosy lips came into intimate contact with Chu Zihang's cheek.

Xia Mi: "..."

???

"Um... Senior Brother, what do you mean? Do you mean that I am taking advantage of you? Or do you want me to be more proactive? But I feel that I have been very proactive. Or do you mean that you want to take advantage of me but don't want me to get entangled with you..." Xia Mi tried hard to support Chu Zihang and asked, but stopped halfway through the question.

Because she found that Chu Zihang's eyes were slightly narrowed...his golden pupils were so dim that they seemed to be about to go out at any time.

Xia Mi was startled, and quickly propped Chu Zihang up completely, so Chu Zihang's shocking back came into her sight... The temperature of the fire tornado was not high enough to turn everything into gas. The metals that made up the subway cars were melted and rolled into the tornado, and then shot out in the subsequent explosion like bullets.

After his bloodline was stimulated, the hybrid's solid muscles prevented Chu Zihang from being pierced, but there were still many metal fragments that pierced his back like sharp blades.

As his muscles were locked, no blood flowed out, but severe pain was inevitable. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain Chu Zihang had endured to complete the conversation with Xia Mi, and he even wanted to support himself and leave!

"Hey, hey, senior brother, what are you doing? What's with this plot where the character survives a disaster and then has a series of ups and downs? If the author forces readers to give away knives in this kind of plot, the readers will come to his door and give him knives!" Xia Mi said in panic.

"Heh..." Chu Zihang chuckled.

This personality and train of thought that can always talk nonsense... is really relatable.

Chapter 245: The Dealer, the Loneliest Person ()

"What are you laughing at? What's going on now? Is it completely inside?" Xia Mi stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to directly pull the metal fragments out of Chu Zihang's back, but stopped again, not knowing where to start for a moment.

"Fortunately, they have been stopped." Chu Zihang's eyelids drooped and he looked like he would fall asleep at any moment. In fact, this was caused by the intense pain. The pain was constantly impacting his brain nerves, trying to make him enter a state of self-protection, commonly known as coma.

"Brother, you can't fall asleep at a time like this. In TV dramas, if you fall asleep at a time like this, you'll never wake up again!" Xia Mi said seriously, holding Chu Zihang's eyes with both hands, preventing them from closing.

"...What are you waiting for?" Chu Zihang seemed to be more energetic after this and suddenly asked.

"Waiting to eat at your table, senior brother? I'll sit at the table full of handsome guys?" Xia Mi replied subconsciously.

"..." Chu Zihang's breathing suddenly became unstable.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Xia Mi was shocked, "I sat at the old man's table!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

So you want to have a feast no matter what, right?

Chu Zihang completely fainted due to the severe pain. His muscles were still contracted subconsciously and no blood was flowing out. But how long could he last in this state while in a coma?

……

"Huff, huff!" Finkel seemed to be pressing the lever with great effort, and the maintenance vehicle made of extreme ice moved forward rapidly on the track. "Junior, how is it? I think I played a big role this time. When the time comes to distribute the rewards, I want 10% more!"

"You're already thinking about the reward before you even get to the place. Senior, you're really a talented person." Mo Qiuran said with emotion.

"Hahaha, oh, it's just so-so, I'm forced by life." Finkel laughed twice.

As they were talking, a light suddenly appeared in the tunnel ahead. Mo Qiuran and Finkel looked at each other, and then Finkel nodded in understanding, indicating "I understand."

Then he stopped pretending to be very tired and started to "puff and puff" with his strong and powerful arms, quickly pressing the push rod to swing it up and down. The cart, which was originally traveling at a speed of about 30 to 40 kilometers per hour, was accelerated by twice in a very short period of time, and even the speed continued to increase with the frequency of Finkel pressing the push rod!

If this maintenance vehicle was not made of polar ice, but was a real maintenance vehicle of that era... I'm afraid sparks would be produced by the friction between the wheels and the axles!

"Brother, what are you doing? I asked you to stop the car, not to speed up!" Mo Qiuran looked at Finger in confusion. Did you really mean "I understand" before? The tacit understanding between us cannot be said to be slightly unfamiliar, it is completely absent or just the opposite!

"Ah? Shouldn't we leave at a very fast speed at this time, so that the enemy can't react, and then take advantage of their unpreparedness to strike back?" Finkel asked, his hands moving non-stop.

"I think you want to run away!" Mo Qiuran glared at him.

"There's no need to be so direct about this kind of thing, junior..." Finkel said with embarrassment.

As they were talking, they finally got out of the tunnel at a very fast speed. The so-called light was just the light from an incandescent lamp, but it was particularly obvious in the dark tunnel. In this way, there was no temporary blindness caused by the change in light and darkness.

This is a platform. It is extremely old. The corners of the cement floor are covered with green tiles. The whitewashed walls are peeling badly. There are some shocking big red characters painted on them - "Fushouling Station" and a date next to it: 1977.

It almost makes people wonder if they have traveled through time.

Soon, Finkel found that it was extremely difficult to push the push rod in his hand. A harsh sound came from the wheel. It turned out that Tang Zi directly used the Word Spirit to temporarily create a brake to slowly stop the maintenance vehicle.

"I knew there was no way I'd be able to escape if I came to a place like this with a bunch of you!" Finkel let go of the putter with tears in his eyes. He just felt tired. When all his teammates were fighting maniacs, he seemed so out of place as a salted fish who just wanted to save his life.

"There's no way to get out of a place like this unless you find the key point. You can't just expect to slide on the track and get out inexplicably. Now that you're already here, why don't you take a look at what the Dragon King who built this Nibelung looks like? Don't you think it's a pity, senior?" Mo Qiuran patted his shoulder and jumped lightly from the maintenance car onto the platform. Tang Zi and Eri followed closely behind.

Finkel rolled his eyes, but still hurried to follow. The consequences of being separated from the main force would be far more serious than fighting the boss with a group. With the latter, at least he could still take advantage of the situation, but with the former, if he encountered any danger, he would really have to bear it all on his own!

Under the incandescent light covered with spider webs, a human figure wearing dark brown linen sat there. After hearing the noises of several people, he turned around. Finger was so scared that he took a step forward and shrank his huge body behind Mo Qiuran: "It's the sickle-weasel queen!"

It was indeed the Queen of Kamaitachi. This one was obviously not the one that was destroyed by Mo Qiuran's previous explosive attack. However, it still had nine heads and corresponding silver masks. Its huge body did not stretch out, but was shrunk under the dark brown linen.

"Call me dealer!" said the sickle-weasel queen.