Crash, my style of painting is wrong

"It's very interesting, Captain, do you want to try it too?"

Ning Hongzhuo deliberately called the other party the captain, and Shakespeare took the camera with satisfaction, facing the Herrscher of Knowledge who was having fun.

"Adjust the aperture here, adjust the exposure time here, ah, what do you mean by exposure time? Well, choose wide-angle here, what does wide-angle mean?"

While explaining, Ning Hongzhuo encouraged Shakespeare to replace learning with practice. A camera that is smart enough can automatically correct it, so there is no need to worry.

Shakespeare soon yelled like the Herrscher of Knowledge, and began to take pictures under every building. The speed of the advancement of several people was greatly slowed down, but the smiles never left their faces.

"Captain, take a photo with Ningning and me!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge also noticed that Shakespeare was very interested in the title of captain. As long as he called her captain in a respectful tone, Shakespeare could do any errands.

"It's not kind." Obviously he was the first person to discover this, but Ning Hongzhuo felt that the Herrscher of Time was not kind. The angry Herrscher of Knowledge kissed him hard on the face, and Shakespeare happened to take a photo of it.

"Leave a copy for me too." Seeing this photo, Ulandal felt that the composition and creativity were quite perfect. The two people in the photo looked very well matched, and they could be pasted on the door of her room to expel Rita.

Surprisingly, the four people present were very satisfied.

Sure enough, it is a parallel world. In the middle ages here, the streets are not full of filth. Instead, they are so clean that it is unbelievable. There are no refugees or strange people on the streets. Most people are well-dressed, and even a newspaper boy with quite the characteristics of the times has never been seen. arrive.

That's great, Ning Hongzhuo let out a sigh of relief, the times are always moving forward, and a large leap forward is suffering, and he is already very satisfied with being able to maintain the current situation.

While Shakespeare and Ulandal were still studying how to export photos, the Herrscher of Knowledge and Ning Hongzhuo who had already walked to the alley turned their heads to steal a kiss, and pretended to be nonchalant when the other two raised their heads. Nothing happened.

"It's really fragrant." Ning Hongzhuo confirmed it again, and finally he was willing to remove his hands from the waist of the Herrscher of Consciousness.

"Continue at night?"

The law of knowledge was angry and funny, he held Ning Hongzhuo's palm and refused to let go.

"I can't specify it." Ning Hongzhuo shook his head hastily, "I still need to look for accessories for the holy sword Youlandal."

"It always feels like a fairy tale, the more I think about it, the more it looks like it."

"Isn't it good? You can play for a few more days." Herrscher of Knowledge's eyes were shining, and he put his hands on his head as a sun hat, and quickly glanced at the entrance of the alley.

Chapter 97 Love is still interesting to watch other people talk

"The world's largest city, isn't it beautiful?"

He obviously claimed to be the head of the troupe, but Shakespeare was like the owner of the city, declaring on the street with his hands wide open, "It's super beautiful, isn't it? It's also super good in your 21st century information age, right? All the past of civilization will be precipitated into a beautiful history at that time."

"History, precipitation is precipitation, but is it really beautiful?"

Ning Hongzhuo's fingertips brushed against the rough and uneven surfaces of the city buildings. He had never been to this city, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw the magnificent buildings.

Usually you can only see it on the Internet, but experiencing it yourself is another feeling.

"You see, this little brother really understands." Shakespeare stepped forward, tiptoeing and trying to pat Ning Hongzhuo's shoulder.

"Then do I understand?"

The Herrscher of Knowledge points to himself.

"Oh, what does this beautiful lady have to say?"

"It's very big! It's a very old city!" The Herrscher of Knowledge nodded vigorously, expressing his insights.

The corner of Shakespeare's mouth twitched, and he also clapped his palm on the shoulder of the Herrscher of Knowledge, and continued to laugh boldly, "Yes, yes, no matter how gorgeous words others use to describe, only personal and true expressions are the best. precious."

The Herrscher of Knowledge thought about Shakespeare's evaluation for a while, and then looked at Ning Hongzhuo, "Is she saying that I don't understand appreciation?"

"No, she's praising you for your honesty."

"Really? Doesn't her thinking mean that?" The Herrscher of Knowledge was still full of doubts, and Ning Hongzhuo hurriedly dragged her to the nearest small vendor.

So the Herrscher of Knowledge's attention was easily diverted.

Ulandal smiled from behind her aunt. Sure enough, it is more interesting to watch other people talk about love.

"I can see that even counting my crew, the happiest people are the two of them." Shakespeare put one hand on his hip, and the other hand teased the seagull that flew to her shoulder at some point.

"I should buy some bread to feed the seagulls, but unfortunately it's not easy to get. By the way, that Ning Hongzhuo, where did he hide Youlandelle?"

"I am Ulandal. If you must call that sword, please add a prefix in front of it." Ulandal didn't know whether Shakespeare did it on purpose or on purpose. She just reminded the other party, "As for putting Where is it, it should be in his pocket, although it looks like a pocket, but there is a lot of space inside."

"Oh? Is this the technology of the 21st century?" Shakespeare was very interested.

"No, it's just his ability. If you need to buy something, you can put it in his pocket." Ulandal's kind explanation was exchanged for Shakespeare's thoughtfulness.

"Do you think he can put me in it? I haven't seen the information age of the 21st century yet."

"I guess, probably not." Even though Urandale could tell that Shakespeare was just teasing, she still answered very seriously, which made Shakespeare a little uncomfortable.

"Well, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, let me, an ancient person, seriously envy your life. You don't have to be so serious. Seriousness is the skill of writing, but it is the enemy of writers in life." Shakespeare caught the seagull on his shoulder and handed it to Ulandle.

"An order of chips for this seagull?"

"Huh? What French fries?"

The corner of Shakespeare's mouth couldn't let go of Yolandelle's puzzled look.

"Oh, oh, that couple is in a relationship, we two have to find something fun, anyway, it's a vacation, a vacation!"

Shakespeare emphasizes it.

"Uh", Urandale didn't know how to deal with people who were too enthusiastic.

"Don't be in a daze anymore, you haven't experienced the characteristics of this city yet." Shakespeare was not polite, and strode towards the front of the street while grabbing Youlandelle's arm, "Come and see what's fun!"

"What?" Ulandal soon saw what Shakespeare said was funny, a mailbox that looked like a ghost, wearing a super thick hat like the British royal guard, standing alone In front of the two of them, he did not forget to raise his arms to greet them.

"Mrs. Marianne William Shakespeare, and this unknown lady, welcome to Alexandria."

"It can talk?! Robot?!"

Shakespeare was very satisfied with Urandale, who finally showed surprise. She applauded and signaled Urandale to spread her palms.

"Miss unknown, this machine is the policeman of the production city. Since this is your first visit to this city, you need to enter some biometric information."

The mailbox that has become a master continues to talk.

"Oh", Ulandal made a long sound, "Is this the characteristic of this city?"

"It's very powerful, you have to tell it your basic information, and then record your palm prints."

Urandale walked around the oil drum curiously while telling her own information.

The robots in this city are more efficient than imagined. Almost at the same time that Youlandal finished speaking, he had already indicated that the input was completed, and after saluting, he turned around and walked back unsteadily.

"Wait, Ulandal, you're only 19 years old?"

Shakespeare opened her mouth in surprise, and now it was her turn to be surprised, "Did you take the initiative to go to other worlds to do missions at the age of 19?"

"Is this strange? I have been the main force of Destiny since I was 12 years old, and it has been seven years, and I have also grown up slowly." Get in the way of Shakespeare opening his mouth wide.

"Yes, is that so?"

Shakespeare wiped off the non-existent cold sweat, looking at Youlandelle's Yujie's figure, she thought she was at least 24, but she was so much smaller than herself.

It was precisely because of the other party's aura that it was difficult for Shakespeare to ask Ulandal to call him his sister. The head of the troupe who liked to tease people could only hold it in his mouth, as if he was holding it to death.

"are you OK?"

Urandale expressed concern.

"It's okay, yes, yes, I think you seem to be the oldest one in your team." Shakespeare looked into the distance, looking at Ning Hongzhuo and the Herrscher of Knowledge who had become smaller, "Aren't they two underage?"

"This," Shakespeare's question stopped Ulandal, "I don't know, they...should be adults."

"......"

"Young people nowadays are so precocious about everything," Shakespeare sighed pretentiously, staring at Ulandle with some envy.

You say you mature precociously, why do you keep staring at me?

Youlandelle didn't want to talk, and it wasn't because she wanted to grow into this shape, she felt it was inconvenient to affect the battle.

And gray hair is genetic.

Chapter 98 It's great that they're all funny characters

"Really, we agreed to be a group of four, and those two people simply abandoned the two of us." Shakespeare changed the subject again, because Ning Hongzhuo and the Herrscher of Knowledge could no longer be seen, and completely disappeared around the corner of the street.

"Having said that, what will the rest of your crew do?"

Urandale also followed the trend.

"The other crew members do everything. Some want to go to the library, some want to eat and drink, and even that kid Watt will meet his girlfriend."

Shakespeare said casually, and then suddenly became interested, "Urandelle, guess who Watt's girlfriend is?"

"What is this statement? It's weird, and it's a bit too disrespectful. If you want to say something about your personality, it's more reasonable." Ulandal keenly sensed that something was wrong. "Could it be that Watt's girlfriend is not human?"

"Hey, did you guess it all at once?"

Shakespeare was a little disappointed, "But you are right, Watt's girlfriend is a server."

"what?!"

Your view of love in this world is obviously even more strange.

"No, no, how should I put it? That server is a supercomputer assembled from human brains. It has self-awareness, and it also has a cute humanoid terminal, which calls itself Alice."

Shakespeare's explanation only made Ulandal even more ashamed.

"So he's in love with virtual characters? And a supercomputer made of human brains sounds so evil."

"How should I put it, falling in love with a machine at first sight is indeed something a mechanic would do." Shakespeare himself only wanted to say it as an anecdote, but when he really said it, he felt a little embarrassed, "Anyway, don't worry, these things have been dealt with. Alice's existence itself is a sin, but the way of atonement is supervised by Watt, which in a sense is simply cheap for him."

Persisting in self-stealing, the first thing that came to Ulandelle's mind was an idiom from the East, but she couldn't help but think of the one that Otto often said, which seemed to be a punishment called imprisonment for having a wife.

"Alice is now the administrator of this city. Every robot is her eyes. It's best not to show such an expression, and the purpose of coming here is to get back the sanity crystal on the sword Ulandal. That thing is now under Alice's custody."

"What did you do before? Wouldn't it be better to get it back earlier?"

It's really hard for Ulandal to complain about Shakespeare's brain circuit.

"Oh, what should I say?"

Shakespeare lowered his head, and the head of the troupe, who has always been bold and unrestrained, rarely showed embarrassment, "In short, Alice will send back the crystallization of reason, and then you will know why you didn't just put it on."

The two strolled around again, and after about half an hour, they saw Ning Hongzhuo and the Herrscher of Knowledge walking back led by the robot.

"You're still willing to come back." There was some resentment in Ulandal's tone. Shakespeare hadn't stopped talking since just now. Out of politeness, Ulandal had to answer the conversation, and she was already a little suspicious of life after tormenting her.

"I've had so much fun that I forgot, do you want something to eat?" Ning Hongzhuo and the Herrscher of Knowledge hung bags all over their hands, even around their necks. As long as they got close, they could smell a lot of mixed food. aroma.

"Don't eat, okay, eat a little", Youlandelle quickly chose to betray her emotions.

"Dangdang! The crystallization of sanity has been obtained!"

Shakespeare took the gem-like thing from the robot, "Brother, put it back on your sword quickly, and take off the bag on your body before that."

Ulandal immediately explained the story of Alice and Watt, Ning Hongzhuo and the Herrscher of Sense were thoughtful, one stared at the top of Shakespeare's head and the other stared at Shakespeare's face.

【what happened? 】

Ulandal also looked at Shakespeare and secretly asked in the consciousness channel.

[Shakespeare's mood is wrong]

[It seems to be gloating]

[I think I just want to see a joke, this guy's character is a bit careless]

The Herrscher of Knowledge and Ning Hongzhuo exchanged views. After Youlandal's explanation, the three finally agreed that the problem must be crystallization of reason.

"Shakespeare, what will happen if you put the crystal of reason back on the holy sword?"

The outspoken Herrscher of Knowledge asked directly.

"Uh", Shakespeare, who was waiting to see the joke, suddenly got stuck.

Seeing the three people staring at him, Shakespeare waved his hands hastily, "It's just some chatter and bad personality. The Holy Sword Urandale has a consciousness of its own, and you will understand after installing it."

When they touched the holy sword before, several people felt faintly that there seemed to be consciousness inside, but because it was too weak, no one cared. Shakespeare just proved this idea.

"Bad personality, this is easy to handle." Ning Hongzhuo seemed to let out a sigh of relief, "Shibao, please."

"pass it to me!"

Shakespeare already felt that her hint was deep enough. Before she was ready to express the extent of the so-called bad character, she saw the Herrscher of Knowledge take the crystal of reason and press it together with the holy sword itself.