The decent group was surprised to sit up and the villain was myself

"It's very rude. Do you know how much it hurts a man's self-esteem to be called that?"

"Hmph, I don't care..."

Obviously from the very beginning, he thought about using Motu as a tool man.

Who knew he was so useless now?

So Yelan complained a little.

"what..."

The corner of Motu's mouth twitched.

"I've never been underestimated so much, you know? Once I get serious, there's nothing I can't know. Unconventional stars? Supernova eclipses? Are there some things that I can't participate in? You are too Underestimate me."

"Huh?" Ye Lan was a little surprised.

Because from Mo Tu's tone, he clearly knew something.

"you..."

However, Motu didn't seem to want to continue talking.

He seemed to see Ye Lan's anxious expression.

Dare to tell him riddles?Dare to despise him?Dare to give him a nickname?

Then Mo Tu deliberately didn't say that he was happy in his heart!

"Motu, do you remember something?"

"Maybe, maybe not, you can continue to do what you want to do, I'll go out for a while."

"Well..."

Yelan was lost in thought.

Broken, didn't you expect the 17-year-old Motu to be so useful?

She thought that the younger the guy, the more talented he was, but she didn't expect that the younger he was, the more motivated he would be.

"Forget it, let's continue to practice singing, we must definitely do this well!"

After cheering herself up, Ye Lan ran to a place where no one was around.

"Listen again..."

Yelan took out the earphones and put them on, the familiar song did not disappear, it was preserved under the effect of the [Wishing Machine].

This is the key to breaking the game.

But this alone is not enough, Yelan is going to do something that has never been done before.

For this, she is willing to muster up the courage.

......

After Motu came outside, he took a car to the no-man's land.

It is very deserted here, and no one wants to redevelop it. Over time, there will be no one.

So it's a good place to use it as a hiding place.

Especially those who are not accepted by society.

For example, criminals, villains, unscrupulous workers, etc.

And...more anomalous beings.

The atmosphere here is very gloomy, giving people a feeling of expelling life.

If ordinary people come here, they will definitely get goosebumps, and those with sensitive nerves will leave immediately, not daring to stay here.

But Motu is different.

The more abnormal it was, the more he wanted to go deeper, just to find the target he was looking for.

I don't know how long it took.

An indistinct singing voice reached Motu's ears. It was extremely pleasant and evoked memories in his soul.

However, no matter how familiar it is, that kind of power will not let him remember it.

The power of that specification is indeed very strong, and Motu relied on the stars to forcibly know the information that should not be known, and it is only temporary.

Maybe he will forget it tomorrow, and he will only be forced out of the game again and again.

But Motu didn't accept that result.

So here he comes.

Come and find the Rising Sun Troupe hidden here!

Just when Motu was about to move forward, a gentle voice sounded.

"Sir, please stop here, traffic is prohibited ahead."

Chapter 74 Star Eclipse Announcer

"Sir, traffic is prohibited ahead, please go back."

Hearing this voice, Motu raised his eyes and stared at the strange figure who appeared on the road ahead at some point.

This is a young man in a black dress, a top hat on his head, and a cane in a white gloved hand. He looks very polite in a very typical gentleman's attire.

Moreover, the aura on his body is also of concern, and it does not exist normally.

Mo Tu recognized it at a glance.

This person is the incarnation of star eclipse, and his level is also very high.

This eclipse has obviously stayed in Yunchang City for a long time.

As long as they don't emit eclipse fluctuations, they won't cause the [Zhixing] alarm. They seem to have this kind of high consciousness.

In this regard, Mo Tu was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you a gentleman from the Rising Sun Troupe?"

Hearing this, the gentleman's expression was a little surprised.

"Oh? Does this gentleman know me?"

"Yes, I have known you for a long time. In fact, I am very curious about the Rising Sun Troupe and respect its members."

"So that's the case. Did you come here because of the fame? Could it be that you are interested in the troupe's performance?"

Mo Tu didn't answer immediately, but continued: "Excuse me, can you take me to meet your troupe director? We met once, if possible, I want to talk to him about something."

The gentleman stared at Motu for a long time, nodded and said, "Then please follow me, sir."

Motu hooked his lips and smiled.

"Thank you for leading the way."

"You are very polite, sir. You are the most polite person I have met in recent years. I am very happy to lead the way for you."

"Really? It's just basic etiquette."

"But even the basic etiquette, there are many people who don't abide by it. I have seen too many of them. Please don't be humble, sir. You deserve my respect."

Mo Tu smiled without saying a word.

Can he say that he was ready before coming?

Just take the Raiders and easily pass the map.

After a while, Motu got closer and closer to the singing, and finally came to an open space.

But at this moment, a terrifying aura of star eclipse rushed towards the face, which had already reached the point where the faces of the Yaori Night Watchmen turned pale upon hearing it.

But Motu didn't react too much, he just stood there quietly, staring at the beige-haired girl who sang selflessly in the center of the open space.

It doesn't matter who she is anymore.

Motu only knew to stabilize her state.

At this time, the singing gradually stopped, and there were several applause from around.

It comes from the gentleman next to Motu, the masked man sitting on the abandoned car, and... the troupe leader standing not far away.

In this regard, Mo Tu also applauded, trying to mix in.

He continued to applaud until the other three stopped, as if deliberately attracting attention.

The others cast their gazes over and focused on Mo Tu.

The head of the troupe walked slowly, and soon came to Mo Tu.

"This gentleman, we seem to have met."

Motu ignored the strong aura of star eclipse on his body without changing his face, and said with a smile: "It is true that we met once. I still remember you, respected troupe leader."

"You look like you came looking for me."

"Yes, I have a request."

Motu nodded his head and whispered, as if he had already made sufficient preparations in his heart.

"tell me the story."

"Can I... join the Rising Sun Troupe?"

Motu raised his head and smiled, his tone very sincere.

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene became quiet in an instant.

No one spoke, only Motu's peaceful breathing remained.

All members of this troupe are eclipses, and Motu knows it.

None of the eclipses on the scene were like the inferior eclipses that had appeared before.

These existences are worth dispatching by the Bright Sun and Night Watchmen, each of them is.

But even so, Motu also made a bold decision to contact him secretly.

If the other night watchmen knew that Motu would make the decision to join the star eclipse organization, they would definitely think he was crazy, or even polluted by the star eclipse.

But in fact, Motu was sober, sober enough to know what he was doing and what he was going to do next.

In order not to be out, he can only do this.

If the ink map in the future is relatively stable, then the current ink map is extremely radical.

His thoughts cannot be guessed. As a young man, he will only believe in his first judgment and practice it quickly.

His arrogance does not allow him to be forced out.

The scene was quiet for a while.

The theater director finally spoke.

"So, sir, are you interested in acting?"

"not interested."

Mo Tu said honestly that he knew he had been tricked.

The masked man present would not let him lie.

But this is superfluous, and Mo Tu doesn't bother to lie at this time.

The head of the troupe continued to ask: "Then why did you join the troupe?"

"Because it's fun."

Hearing this, the fraudster who was playing poker couldn't help but cast his gaze over, and the movements in his hands stopped because of this.

Not lying.

The con artist had long since removed the concept of lies from Motu.

interesting?

For such a reason, will the head of the troupe agree?

And Motu is also waiting for the troupe leader's answer.