People in Tokyo: Time Stopped

Qianqiu, who thought so, nodded.

"Let's talk about it first, if I'm not satisfied with your answer, I won't take the initiative to teach you about the supernatural side, but if you can find other supernatural beings for advice on your own... Be sure to answer honestly."

Ji Gongwuming, who was so admonished, officially became serious. Her ruby-like eyes looked at Qianqiu's calm eyes and said, "Do you think weirdness and humans can coexist?"

Qianqiu opened his mouth and was ready to answer without hesitation, but Ji Gong Wuming interrupted him, with an inquiring look, and gave another choice: "Or ... there must be a party to ask for it. disappeared from this world?"

"..."

"It is possible to coexist, or to say... it is better if they coexist."

Although he had already guessed that Qianqiu, who was full of the smell of sharing a bed with a strange person, would say this, Ji Gong Wuming still asked aloud: "Can you ask why?"

In response, Qianqiu blinked slightly and gave an answer that made Ji Gong Wuming's heart tremble: "Because..."

"Some people are afraid, very afraid, and terribly terrified of weirdness, and they are also people who others think, really think, think about, but never see again..."

===Chapter 7 The Origin of Man===

"Do you have a presence that is important to you?"

Ji Gong Wuming said this, thinking that she might know how Qianqiu's character was developed, she shook her head and said: "It's not a good choice to rely on [maybe it becomes weird] ... and, It's not just the dead that are weird."

In response, Qianqiu just shook his head, his casual words shattered Ji Gong Wuming's guess, he said: "No, I don't have that kind of thing... Besides, weirdness is not completely useless to humans, Humans do the same to weirdness..."

"..."

"You don't even mention hatred and threats, don't think about the current situation at all, don't talk about the relationship between weirdness and humans...Lingo-chan, you are really despicable."

Ji Gong Wuming, who was so complaining, observed Qian Qiu's expression, but of course she didn't see anything. She asked, "Have you thought about it? This answer may not be the best answer."

"That's what I'm going to answer... It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad."

Qianqiu said this first, and then said with a smile: "Maybe it's not the best, but it's definitely not bad... I don't believe you are the kind of person who thinks [weird, good or bad], after all you yesterday Didn't say anything at night."

Indeed, when they parted yesterday, although Ji Gong Wuming told Qianqiu that there was something strange in his house, he left without saying anything after Qianqiu expressed understanding...

So Ji Gong Wuming is indeed not someone who is jealous of weirdness... Although she is sure that even if she shows that she hates weirdness, Qianqiu still won't change his words in any way.

Just like what he said...he would answer like this, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad.

This subjectivity is too magnanimous and upright.

"Huh...I see."

Ji Gong Wuming said so, she smiled, nodded to Qianqiu in approval, and said: "Although there have been speculations, you and I are really the same kind of people... I also believe that humans and weirdness can be peaceful coexistence.”

Saying so, Ji Gong Wuming stroked her chest, showing a seemingly happy expression, she showed a pitiful gesture of "It's great, I finally found a partner", which made people want to hug her and comfort her. .

"Did you hire me as an employee because you saw this?"

Qianqiu, who didn't care at all, recalled the scene when he was looking for a job at the time, and was pulled into the shrine to work without hesitation by Himemiya Wuming, and said, "Because you feel that I live with the weird?"

In his words, Ji Gongwuming raised his head and looked at Qianqiu's cold eyes... This is not a look for knowledge, Qianqiu did not expect an answer, just simply asked.

"Maybe, but not quite..."

But Ji Gong Wuming still answered like this, she stood up gently, gently picked up the teapot and poured tea for herself and Qianqiu... Not matcha, but clear black tea.

"I feel your [source], your [source]..."

Having said that, Ji Gong Wuming looked at herself in the teacup, she tidied up the red scarf of the JK suit, adjusted the position of the red scarf, then took a sip from the teacup and said, "That's a very grand thing. ."

"origin?"

"..."

In the sound of Qianqiu's doubts, Ji Gong Wuming spread his hands and motioned Qianqiu to drink tea... Although he couldn't figure out the situation, he would not just ask the root cause, he simply picked up the teacup and used it impeccably. The gesture took a sip of tea...

Ji Gong Wuming nodded, lowered his head, took another sip of tea, and said, "It stands to reason that this kind of tea is needed to allow people with spiritual vision to see the source of the tea drinker, but I am special. I noticed the iceberg of your [source]..."

Iceberg One?The tip of the iceberg?

Qianqiu, who was thinking like this, suddenly didn't speak, but looked at Ji Gongwuming behind him in shock. He also turned his head and looked behind him... but only saw the orange-yellow barrier that existed and was there. , block all the back roads of the room.

The body turned again, but the yellow turned again... Is it always floating behind me?

"That's the very center of the gear. Because it's too huge, you can only see so much in the room... But if you have spiritual vision, you can see the full picture of your origin."

Ji Gong Wuming, who explained this, raised her head high and looked at the ceiling, her slightly glowing red eyes proved that she was not looking at the ceiling, but something else blocked by the room...

"Although I knew that your [source] was too outrageous, but the gesture it showed is really..."

The Ji Gong Wuming who said here did not say anything, as if he was looking for a suitable adjective. Qianqiu did not wait patiently for her to find it, but got up and walked out of the room, then turned to look behind him...

"..."

It is a towering huge gear and clock, large and small gear sets, various styles of clock dials, various colors of electronic clock numbers, and mixed with [hourglass], [sundial] and other things that can indicate time thing……

The phantoms of those things are harmoniously combined in this way, stretching into the distance and continuing to the sky... If it weren't for the existence of no entity, it might really be able to cover the sky.

"This is the source... No, it's not accurate to say that, it should be said... This is the appearance of your source through that cup of tea, the symbol of time has been extended to the highest sky, and the top is a dazzling Absolute crown."

As Ji Gong Wuming said this, he walked out of the room and looked at his [source] with Qianqiu, she smiled and commented: "So, Ringo-chan, the [art] you were born to awaken, will only It's about time..."

"..."

No, maybe it has something to do with the system...

Qianqiu thought so, opened the system that had not given him a task for a long time, looked at the page of the system, then closed it again, and said, "Is this... so what does this mean?"

Yes, it does seem grand and exaggerated, but what's the point?

Looking at the image behind Qianqiu that was gradually fading and beginning to disappear, Ji Gong Wuming said simply: "The more exaggerated the appearance of the human origin, the stronger a person's potential... Wang, the manifestation of her origin is like an iceberg like a tall building."

Is it just a tall building?So what is my origin that almost connects the sky and the earth?

Ji Gong Wuming could see Qian Qiu's thoughts. She put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "That's why I said, Ringo Jiang is really a very, very powerful person..."

Under the early morning sun, the girl's eyes and scarf showed a dazzling bright red... [This woman has no purpose], Qian Qiu's intuition told him so, but...

"Ah, so..."

Don't even care.

===Chapter 8 Marriage?===

In this world, if human beings want to defeat the weird, it seems that they need to rely on the [law] they have cultivated and the [technical] they have learned, so that they can effectively damage the weird...

Some are weird, and they can't be hurt by physical means.

Then, when learning time-related skills through the system, it is very important to learn some [skills] through your own efforts...

Qianqiu, who was sitting opposite Himemiya Wuming, swayed a little uncomfortably because he was sitting upright.

"After I lead you to practice, I will only teach a few general techniques. On the one hand, it is not convenient for me to teach others. On the other hand, because of your special [source], I do not understand [time] ], of course I can't teach you... I'm sorry, Ringo-chan~"

As Ji Gong Wuming said so, a crimson light gathered on her hand, gently pressing against Qianqiu's chest, exuding a chill that was opposite to its warm tone...

"Inconvenient to teach others? Is it an exclusive technique? Wuming... Boss."

Qianqiu, who asked this question, restrained her urge to shiver, and looked at Ji Gong Wuming's silk-like hair... It was like a deep starless night.

"Forget it, if Ringo-chan wants to learn, there is a way..."

Responding like this, Ji Gong Wuming showed a sly smile, stuck out her pink tongue cutely, and said in revenge: "As long as Ringo sauce is renamed Jigong Ringo... even though I'm only 17 years old~"

"Admission?"

"Hmm~"

It seems that Ji Gong Wuming is very proud, there is akimbo...

Naturally, Qianqiu would not enter the marriage, and if he entered the Jigong family, then his [Qianqiu] would really disappear, but he did not want to be pinched in this regard, so he looked outside the room and said : "But Saki, she's an adult..."

"..."

In the silence, Qianqiu, who couldn't wait for a reply, turned her head curiously, but saw Ji Gong Wuming, who was puffed up like a puffer fish, and looked at herself with resentful eyes.

Ah... not good, it feels scarier than being stared at.

Thinking like this, Qianqiu glanced away with a guilty conscience, and did not look at Ji Gongwuming, he said: "Okay, let's not talk about the topic of marriage, don't you input magic power?"

"hu~hu~hu~"

After venting the anger in her mouth, Ji Gong Wuming's hands reappeared with red radiance, she looked at Qianqiu resentfully, and said: "It can also be called magic power, although Neon's habit is to call it [spiritual power]... Haven't you felt anything yet?"

In this regard, Qianqiu carefully felt it, and it seemed that there was really no special place... Except for the faint cold and gloomy, there was nothing special, he shook his head...

"Hmm~ This amount of input should be enough to temporarily fill your body with spiritual power, let the spiritual power rush out of the body and escape naturally, so that you can feel your own spiritual power... It's because of the amount you can carry. Is it too big?"

Ji Gong Wuming, who said this, showed a rather distressed expression, she said: "It is also the first time for me to help people get started, and my spiritual power is relatively special. If it pours into your body in large quantities, it may be very dangerous... Wait, golden?"

"Golden?"

Qianqiu, who repeated Hime Gong's nameless words, looked at himself, and then realized... I don't know where to start, his whole body began to emit a golden mist, which felt like... an air humidifier.

Qianqiu seemed to be able to feel the existence of this kind of thing, as if it was a part of his body, he controlled the fog to rotate, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, and then condensed into a ball on his hand.

A magic group shining with beautiful golden yellow...

"What, isn't this already getting started..."

Ji Gong Wuming, who said so, watched Qianqiu's hand gradually condense, and then turned into a sharp golden flying knife, she said: "This is your own [art], right? It turns out not only can Do you use blood as a knife?"

If I could only use blood, I would soon lose too much blood...

Thinking like this, Qianqiu put the flying knife back into his system space... The system space can be used to store things related to the system, whether it is the previous chocolate or the flying knife created by skills, you can enter it. You can put it, but you can't put it that is not related to the system.

But in this way, he is also the one who holds the magic power...

"It feels...no real feeling."

He commented like this, and then got Ji Gong Wuming's eyes, she stood up, looked at Qian Qiu who stood up and moved her legs, and said, "Have you ever had a strong feeling for something?"

"Ah, it's also..."

Qianqiu, who responded like this, shook his slightly numb legs. He played with the golden magic power in his hands at will, feeling the cold magic power that was full of indifference... If Ji Gong Wuming's magic power gives people the feeling of being cold and vicious, Then one's own is indifferent equality.

"Does the color of magic have any symbolic meaning?"

In response to Qianqiu's question, Ji Gong's ring fingers together pointed to the trees in the distance, condensed the crimson magic into a small ball, and then compressed it into a point at the fingertips, saying: "Magic is a symbol of a person, Characters, roots, techniques of practice, etc., are all reflected in the feeling and color of magic power..."

After saying that, followed by [Bang! ] With an air explosion, the compressed magic power was quickly shot out, and then [Clap! ! ! ], it blew up the tree...

"This is a spiritual bullet, the most basic means of fighting the enemy..."

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