The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Seeing the trembling looks of the two illiterate people, Akashi sighed indifferently, concluded with a summary of Victoria, and finally turned to look at Tie Ge:

"There are many ways to develop Zeibian's abilities. Unfortunately, I am only responsible for basic training. The main purpose is to let you understand the most basic origin stone skill development mechanism. If you want to further your studies, it depends on whether Han Xin's face is big or not. Jean... Barr is a leader in ability development.

"As for Tie Ge," Akashi's tone was visibly weird, just like modern people watching ancient people use high-precision machine tools as summer chairs - the country's most important weapon was wasted, and the coexistence of distress and superiority was enough to make people look at it. Many bad-tempered Sakaz evil fires were squirting over their heads.

"Why are you trying to condense a shield?" Akashi asked with a look of pain on his face, as if he couldn't understand that Tie Ge used his precious metal manipulation ability as the lowest level shielding technique:

"Manipulate the metals in the enemy's body, calcium, iron, zinc... As long as you can control a small amount of these trace elements, you can almost make most Sakaz hate them. Why would you want to condense a shield?

"Is your enemy going to ignore it and just throw attacks at the shield?"

Akashi couldn't understand Tie Ge's operation, and his little face wrinkled up because of the unbelievable situation:

"Even if you are almost the best sniper by launching a piece of iron that vibrates at high speed, why would you want to fight in close combat with a shield?"

"I don't have the kind of fine control you mentioned. Controlling the high-speed vibration of the iron plate is already a big mountain for me. I don't have the ability to do the big things you mentioned - nor can I leave my teammates and activate the Origin Stone skill. "

Tie Ge's voice was as hoarse as ever, and the consequences of years of silence reflected on his originally pretty throat as expected:

"If I can do this, Kazdael will have a peaceful environment, several schools that can accept civilians without being monopolized by nobles, a large number of Sarkarz who will leave here, and even an industrial system that can reach the average level of Terra. Even among countries with high technological level.

"These things...are difficult."

"..." Akashi was strangely silent for a while.

"Interesting insight, so here I am."

She stretched out her hand in front of Tie Ge. With the sound and light of the magic spell clearly visible in Tie Ge's eyes, some vague high-speed vibrating particles appeared in front of the Sakaz mercenary.

What a magnificent scene!

The black particles are clearly defined under the magnetic field of the magic. The extremely condensed magnet has become the sword under Akashi's control. Every black sword is shining with sharp light. Even if it just stays in the air, the sonorous murderous intention is already there. A deep chill left on their skin.

The low humming sound kept ringing, and the hundreds of black swords became increasingly blurred. Akashi easily completed the high-frequency shock sword that Tie Ge said was so difficult to practice that it required Kazdel's support!

"This is the current cutting-edge research of Kazdaele," Akashi raised his orchid-petal-like fingers in front of him and moved a pure black sword-shaped sword with a sharp whistling sound towards the distant mountains, with patterns following the sound. Go, fierce wind swept from the landing point, blowing all kinds of accessories on the combat uniforms fluttering.

There was a mountain of earth, and after Akashi's attack, Zizai clearly saw that the entire top of the mountain had disappeared!

"..."

He opened his mouth wordlessly, and with the experience of a sniper

It was judged that Akashi controlled an ordinary magnet sword from a distance of more than five kilometers to blow up a mountaintop.

The green-haired film hooked her fingers as casually as when it was launched. The black particles returned to her again at a speed that was not inferior to that of the laser. A black sword shape that was no different from before continued to fill the space.

How far is her control range...

Zebra weakly gave up and continued thinking.

There are always people who are so genius that he dare not even think about it. Akashi looks like he is less than ten years old, he is very short, and his face still has the baby fat that is unique to young children, but she can just use her fingers to wave her magic. Everything he had gained in the war with his stripes was negated. From five kilometers away, a sword could fall from the sky and take away the lives of two mercenaries.

And what about them?

I was exhausted during the Sarkaz Civil War, eating dry food and drinking cold water, having no peace all day long, and practicing Originium skills without the guidance of a famous teacher - what Babel needs is immediate combat power, and the guidance of a famous teacher like Lord Kelsey will be given priority. To those operators whose loyalty is enough to guarantee.

Unfortunately, the Blue Dot Team is not directly recruited by Babel in any way. They are Sakaz speculators who joined later.

Even if the task is completed beautifully and brilliantly, and the completion of the orders of the evil spirits is close to perfect compared to those of the idiot fans, it is impossible to do it, when the people in the Tower of Babel cannot see the familiar and fanatical light in their eyes. At that time, the Blue Dot Team had already been excluded from certain circles.

Zewen suddenly understood Han Xin’s purpose in inviting Akashi to guide them:

They were indeed a pretty good tactical team during the war, but what if they left the war?What are they left with?What else could they do?

Nothing.

"Please guide us."

His voice softened, and the pain in his vocal cords, which had been destroyed by war and roaring, was like frostbite. It was incompatible with the empty testing ground in front of him.

This voice had adapted to the raging war and Originium skills, so much so that when the war ended, his body had nothing to do but repeatedly remind Zeiban to maintain the habit of walking, sitting and lying during the war.

Akashi was finally satisfied with the patterned soft kimono. She looked at Tie Le, who was still silent. From her spiritual perspective, she could see the confusion and sadness deep in the heart of the strong man like an iron tower - they were so adapted to war that even the Origin Stone The requirements for skill have never changed, as long as it can kill people.

This habitual thinking that most Sakaz people are proud of cannot disappear until they encounter a mountain like Akashi and are smashed to pieces.

Why do Sakaz mercenaries start wars everywhere and do dirty work without restraint?Because these empty-minded remnants who were destroyed by the war only have these abilities, and apart from that, Sakaz has nothing.

There is a long way to go...

Thinking of the complicated international situation and the exhausted Lei Sang and Kong Ming who worked overtime continuously, Akashi sighed secretly.

"Come with me, I will make a list for you. Tiege will start with industrial thinking, and if you're talking about Zaibei... let's start with mathematics."

Chapter 23 Kazdale’s experiences (continued)

"So the first step in mathematics is to eavesdrop on what other people are saying?"

Behind Shirtel, Zebra looked at Akashi with dead eyes.

He has taken off his helmet. His iron-gray hair is as strong and strong as steel wires. His eyes are pure black without any light. His face is sharp and carved, as cold and hard as steel, which is almost the opposite extreme of Han Xin.

The body is slightly thin, and the clear muscle lines can be seen hidden in the shirt that is close to the skin under the half-open top. He looks like a weathered scholar. The war destroyed the youthful and frivolous look on this face, but now, it remains on it. In addition to scars, he also has strength and courage that his peers don’t have.

I don’t know why, but when he saw Zebing’s face, Akashi inexplicably thought of Kong Ming—the two were obviously not alike at all, so why did the sight of Zebaze’s face, which worked overtime until his stomach twitched, was so similar to Kong Ming?

Tie Le is ordinary, with red hair that is much darker than Shirter's hair, rough facial features, eyes that are far tougher than Stripes, and a lot taller than Stripes, with well-knotted muscles and broad chest muscles. The loose white short sleeves were so full that they burst.

He is indeed a Sarkaz strong man, even the long brown horns are sharper than the stripes.

The rare Sakaz fire-haired beauty, the green-haired film girl, the iron-black haired Sakaz scholar young man, and the strong man with such strong chest muscles that his clothes are about to burst - this combination has attracted many Sakaz The sight of people caused Akashi’s retort to become muted:

"Of course not." she replied:

"Before you learn new abilities, I have to let you know what the development direction is, right? From the beginning of eavesdropping to the time we came out, I have taught you a total of 21 other ways to use sound clearing. Haven't you been strengthened? "

"But……"

The exchange between the young man and the young girl that violated their age and identity did not attract Shirte's attention. She still took the three people she was not very familiar with to the place Han Xin had arranged early.

What's behind this gathering?

Miss Shirter doesn't care about this kind of thing at all. Even the aloof King Lei Sang is not as important as Han Xin to Miss Yanfa.

As for Han Xin’s purpose in organizing these?

She didn't care either.

Tiege glanced at Shiter, who was walking in front and said nothing, and sighed silently.

Rongxin really disappeared, she no longer

She likes the white gauze skirt she liked in junior high school, and no longer likes to hold a book in her hand and look around. The Shirte who remains in the world only remembers the story of Blue Dot and her. In this story, there is no campus and Girls in white skirts are only men and women who forge ahead in the war.

Even if Miss Shirter wears a skirt, she will not wear a soft white cotton skirt. She chooses a low and wear-resistant black one. The skin of the bully is hidden in the clothes, and only the slender forearms are exposed. Shining brightly.

Even with a knee-length skirt, she still wore jet black stockings. The sharp high heels even had metal on the toes, which made people involuntarily think of the amazing lethality of high movement.

"..."

Tiege opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he just moved his lips and said nothing:

She is already a girl with her own life. She is no longer the core of the Blue Dot team. Why can't she live her own life?

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"Uh... this is it?"

Zebing asked in disbelief as he looked at the mediocre restaurant in front of him.

"It's here."

Shirter replied, turned around and walked in. Her mission was over, and the remaining time was completely at her own disposal.

If there were only two people, she might communicate with Akashi for a while, but there were two Sarkazi waiting for the guidance of Feilin Maomao, so she would not disturb the Origin Stone skills course that Akashi was responsible for.

In other words, her "Origin Stone Skill" simply cannot be released as finely as Akashi said. Miss Steer's interpretation of Levatin has always been that power proves everything. She prefers the elegance and magnificence of flames like water. Bake everything dry with brutal high temperatures.

Han Xin seems to be very good at releasing high power stably, so she can always find opportunities to chat with him. Unless there is an urgent military situation that requires Han Xin's judgment, the two are almost inseparable, and their reasons are surprisingly consistent:

Practice Originium skills.

Although it doesn't seem like he can convince the two dragons in front of him.

Miss Shirter, who found the inner room, glanced at the black and white pair sitting opposite Han Xin, and decisively took the seat next to Han Xin.

"They're already here, Akashi is giving a lecture."

The fire-haired lady said briefly to Han Xin, then turned around and started staring at the ice cream beside Han Xin's table - for some reason, even after a long time, this dessert still had a white air-conditioning, and the fragrance of blueberries lingered in the air. Ertel's nose kept turning, causing her to stare at him unconsciously.

"Here." The plain-white beauty with the gauze on her face moved the ice cream at hand, her eyes turned into bright white crescents when she smiled, and her red eyes were charming and seductive: "The ice cream is specially made with the same technique as that time. "

"Well--"

The fire-haired lady picked up the dessert awkwardly, but she didn't even dare to look at the fingertips of the beauty next to her. She was too reluctant to speak. In the end, she leaned her head against Han Xin, suppressing his weak and boneless body and unable to speak. , only now and then must I have the courage to look at the person next to me.

If a stranger came here, he would be so embarrassed by the dull and weird atmosphere that he would dig out three rooms and one living room with his toes on the ground and leave quickly with his feet hopping.

Except for Han Xin's words, there was no sound in the entire room. Even the friction between clothes and tables and chairs in the empty room was a rare piece of music. Kong Ming and Nian, who happened to meet Han Xin, both lowered their heads and looked at the floor after the Blood Demon Marshal took off his mask. , dare not say a word.

Finally, Kong Ming plucked up the courage to speak: "Axin, you'd better put on your mask and don't say anything else, just... we are eating... uh, um... you know."

Prime Minister Kazdair, whose words were rich enough to refute his opponents and hostile envoys to the point of being ashen-faced, was as submissive as a dove wetted by a heavy rain. He was trying his best to suppress the pressure behind his words:

Who knows how much the Beloved Concubine System has strengthened Qiao Lun's body, and now even Han Xin, the second incarnation derived from his little finger with the Blood Demon Instinct, is starting to have problems!

He and Nian just happened to go out to have a meal together after finishing their daily work, and unexpectedly met Han Xin, the commander of Kazdaele's fifth army.

When the two men saw each other with a beauty, they wanted to nod and leave. However, when Shirte saw Nian and Kong Ming's hands intertwined, with every knuckle stuck together, they suddenly felt something. meaning to invite them.

In addition, Nian was indeed very interested in Han Xin, who was invincible at a young age. The two parties finally decided to sit down at the same table and discuss the recent situation with each other, which also allowed Nian and Shirter to participate in Kazdaele's affairs. Under construction:

Qiao Lun understands Shirte's pursuit of belonging and memory, and decides to take her to see the sights of Kazdale. Kong Ming plans to let Nian participate in Kazdale and naturally immerse herself in this system.

As a result, while chatting about Nian, I became interested in the mask on Qiao Lun's face. I talked with him interestingly about the place and year of the patterns on the mask, and even led to a series of ancient stories - the boring history of the period. Ertel chose to receive Spot and Iron Leather - in the end, Miss Nian enthusiastically suggested:

“Maybe I could touch it to see the year?”

She originally thought that Han Xin was wearing a mask for some unspeakable reason, and she did not intend to force anyone to do anything. She had already stood up and stretched out her arms to touch and have a look. She even deliberately did not use force to prevent the momentary collision from being covered in flames. The mask decorated with ordinary pigments was taken off, but Qiao Lun didn't expect that he would take it off at all.

Take off the mask without hesitation.

Kong Ming did not organize it, or in other words, he himself felt strange - Qiao Lun had been communicating with him in the spiritual sea, while the main body was sitting at the headquarters of the Fifth Army, chatting with Shirter, and occasionally lying on the ground in the open air. Looking at the stars, there is no reason to meet the flesh and blood derivative Han Xin.

Of course, Qiao Lun never noticed that the transformation of the Blood Demon's body had not affected him in the slightest. The physical instinct derived from the ancient Blood Demon allowed him to cut off a little finger and imitate an image close to his own but completely different in the wriggling of flesh and blood. The mask was only put on because Miss Shirtle suddenly fell into a trance while watching the stars with him.

But I didn't expect the problem to be so serious.

——Kong Ming and Nian opened their eyes wide, and Qiao Lun was also surprised by Kong Ming's emotion and raised his eyelids.

They see beauty.

Extraordinary beauty that dissolves reason.

Chapter 24 Beauty Factor ([-])

What is the embodiment of beauty?

Before the Chongfei System wholesaled hormones unscrupulously, Qiao Lun didn't even think about discussing it.

Until he got this hopelessly stupid deceptive system, he would think about this kind of philosophical thinking during an experiment.

——After all, how absolute can the words formed by the feedback of consciousness to the material world be?

The demi-humans on Terra think that the ancestors are charming and dazzling, but for the Blue Star people, if they are not some furry-controlled group, choosing a human-shaped tiger or a giant bird as a dream lover would be unreasonable. Some serious illnesses.

Modern people before time travel had all kinds of different views on human race and skin color, not to mention the Terran people who have all kinds of strange races today?

Today a large Zalak is praised as cute by a girl from the tribe, but tomorrow he may be secretly laughed at by a girl from the Felin tribe on the street!

So... how is it possible to achieve the goal of cultivating absolutely beautiful individuals?

But I didn't expect that it would have such a terrible effect today.

All of you here are rare people on Terra:

Shirter holds the flaming sword Levadin with an unknown principle. When he wields it, the sword becomes one, and the blade flashes with fierce wind and fire. Even in the depths of his heart, the raging flames are still burning, and any intruder will be instinctively killed. burns.

The incarnation of the Nian Beast God, the holder of the power of the ancient god of the Yan Kingdom, the Sui Xiang. After experiencing the eternity of time, he still controls his inner humanity. In the face of an unprecedented enemy, he can still stand up and fight for the great Yan people who don't care about the Sui Xiang.

Needless to say, Kong Ming was the enemy who defeated Nian Beast with [-]% of his life. He was also the incarnation of Qiao Lun’s intention, and he possessed the aesthetic tendencies of Blue Star people——

Even so, they were still fascinated by what the Jolon derivative looked like after taking off its mask.

In other words, after the sanity is greatly reduced, there is a tendency to lose one's mind.

Nian no longer thought about the historical value of this mask, nor did she talk about the magnificent past of the patterns on it. She just lowered her head and said nothing, trying her best to suppress the longing and desire that arose in her whole body - get closer to her, understand Her, desecrate her... tear her apart! ! !