mythical visionary

Chapter 31 Myth Stone, Sequence Stone, Goodnight Robot
With the death of the Bull Demon King, starting from the sky-reaching stone pillar in the center, the entire Huaguoshan secret realm began to collapse, which meant that it was time for Xia Mingwei and Qing Zhulin to leave here.

At this moment, the snake that had swallowed the Bull Demon King spit out two stones from its throat, which happened to fall towards Xia Mingwei.

He reached out to catch it, the mucus on it made him sick, but fortunately it didn't have an erosive effect, it seemed that Yi Snake deliberately controlled the venom of the sharp teeth, preventing the venom from contaminating the two stones.

"What is this?" Xia Mingwei lowered his head and looked at the two stones.

——The first stone was surrounded by a dark stream shadow, and when it touched Xia Mingwei, the stream shadow violently turbulent;
——The second stone was engraved with complicated patterns, but it didn't respond to Xia Mingwei at all.

"The first piece is the mythical rough stone of the Black Wukong sequence, which can be used to improve your sequence ability." Qing Zhulin said, and walked slowly towards the exit of the secret realm.

"What about the second piece?" Xia Mingwei followed behind her.

"The second piece is the original sequence stone, used by sequencers."

Hearing this, Xia Mingwei thought to himself: "It turns out that this is the original sequence stone, which can only be exchanged for credits in Olibear Academy. It is because my avatar does not have the 'visionary crest', so the original sequence stone did not interest me. reaction?"

"You can choose to feed it to Yi Snake, it's useless to us anyway." Qing Zhulin closed "The Outsider", and put his hands behind his back holding the book.

"Then I'll keep it," Xia Mingwei said in his heart that I can use it myself, how can I feed snakes, "Go back and study it." He said, putting two stones into his jacket pocket,

"Whatever you want." Qing Zhulin walked towards the exit of the Mythical Secret Realm with a blank expression on his face, "Seven Snakes."

The Seventh Snake arrived at the sound, and it flew down from the sky above the Tokyo Tower, rapidly vibrating its thin transparent wings like a dragonfly, and lowered its head like a dragon's head.

Qing Zhulin stepped on its head, stretched out her white right hand to Xia Mingwei again, and said lightly:
"Go home, Robert."

"Okay." Xia Mingwei took her hand.

Two minutes later, Qi Snake had already carried the two of them back to the dome of the church from above the Tokyo Tower.

The moon hangs high at night, the stars twinkle under the night, and the neon lights of the Shinjuku neighborhood in the distance flicker. This hustle and bustle seems to be separated from the outside by the fence of the church.

The cold moonlight shone down, covering the faces of Xia Mingwei and Qing Zhulin like quicksilver. After they fell from Qi Snake's head, they all sat on the dome of the church a little weakly.

"It's over." Xia Mingwei sighed.

Qing Zhulin hugged her knees, and the white skirt drooped downwards, "When you reach the second level, you will have to do this kind of tiring work yourself in the future."

"Of course." Xia Mingwei said, "Thank you, Qing Zhulin." He has no intention of taking soft food, and when he has the ability in the future, the Mythical Secret Realm should of course be resolved by himself.

Compared with this, he is more worried about: If the main body and the myth sequence on the academy side also pollute the surrounding environment, resulting in the emergence of a mythical secret realm, then how to deal with it.

"You're welcome..." After a long pause, Qing Zhulin suddenly said, "You can call me 'Rin'."

Xia Mingwei was taken aback: "In Japan, people who are not close to each other can call people by their first names?"

Looking at the brightly lit neighborhood in the distance, Qing Zhulin said slowly: "I have no friends, and the people in the church are just using me. It's good to have you as a Robot."

"I'm your first friend since you came here?"

"Yeah." Kiyotake Rin nodded, "Since Anubis died, I have no friends."

"Anubis sequencer, Murakami Zaiji?"

"He's actually pretty good, he always treats me like a daughter," Qing Zhulin said in a low voice, "He will buy me nice clothes, books, discs, games that I want, he will buy me..."

Having said that, her voice became weaker by two points:
"He also said, 'It doesn't matter if we are monsters, monsters will have a home for monsters', and he said that the reason for creating the Afterlife Society is so that I can have a home."

Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment, and looked sideways at Qing Zhulin, her eyes were covered by the drooping strands of black hair, and her expression could not be seen.

He seems to be able to imagine that before he came here, Qing Zhulin was always alone, reading books alone, watching movies alone, drawing pictures alone, sitting alone in the attic of the church, looking at the brightly lit Tokyo Tower.

So far, all the things he has experienced have been instilling in him: the mythical carrier is a monster that is inseparable from human beings, it is a walking human-shaped nuclear bomb, but there is also such a girl, hugging her knees alone under the night moon, with her heart in her arms. Thinking about where the destination of the mythical carrier will be...

Come on, everyone out there thinks we're nukes in human form.

Where will it be...

"At least," Xia Mingwei shrugged, "I'm still here."

Qing Zhulin was stunned for a moment, she was silent for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice:

"A mere Robot."

"Robots are humans too." Xia Mingwei paused, and said awkwardly, "Uh...we are all monsters, aren't we? At least you're not the only monster here."

"As expected of a robot, it's so lame to comfort people..." Qing Zhulin raised his head, puffed up his cheeks, and suppressed a smile.

She stood up from the dome, with her hands holding "The Outsider" behind her back, her snow-white skirt swaying slowly in the moonlight.

"I tried my best..."

"Okay, okay," Qing Zhulin glanced at him, "rest." After she finished speaking, her feet fell to the window sill and returned to the attic of the church.

"It's time to rest..."

Xia Mingwei was so tired that he couldn't keep his eyes open, so he simply lay down on the top of the church. His consciousness switched back and forth throughout the day, and he was never idle.

"Sleeping on the roof," Qing Zhulin's voice came from the attic below, getting farther and farther away, "you will be scolded by the leader."

"Whatever..." Xia Mingwei closed his eyes, "Good night."

"Good night, Robert."

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