Li Ang said quickly.
"You know, Sarah and the other surviving nations have been fighting against the gray fog."
"But except for the areas covered by the Holy Stone Slab, we can handle it. In other countries, we can only rely on brute force to fight against the evil species, and a whole city will die at any time."
"This is very inefficient...so we have been considering whether we can choose other ways to get around this."
"For example, the great invention that Mr. Atlans wants to make this time..."
"If he can really figure it out, then maybe this is an opportunity."
He paused for a long time here.
Then finished it:
"An opportunity to transcend the barriers of time and communicate with the Goddess of Jiyang."
Chapter 71: Moment
Drastic changes in reality will also have an impact on the dream world.
At least that's the case for those who are "awake" from the dream.
"People from the bureau should have arrived." Xia Yibing said excitedly after seeing the light coming through the cracks in the cage. "With a budget of about a week, I hope they can bring some powerful characters this time."
Judging purely from the degree of danger, the individual named "Dalin" is extremely high.
This seems to be nonsense - being able to cause drastic changes in the environment with such a tiny consciousness communication is something that even evil gods find difficult to do. Dai Lin's strength is unquestionable. If only the physical damage is considered, he can be called the strongest opponent Xia Yibing has ever encountered.
In addition, her thoughts are extremely radical. She even dreams of returning all things to their original state. Anyone who faces her has to be cautious, and the more help she can get, the better.
But from another perspective, she is not that dangerous.
Pinching her chin, Xia Yibing thought that Dai Lin was arguing with her a few seconds ago about whether this kind of relationship that goes against worldly concepts and natural laws should be born. She felt that this person was actually a little stupid.
She was so stubborn—terribly stubborn. When she found that what she saw or heard was very different from her ideal situation, she would immediately put aside those more important things and start arguing... She never seemed to consider that she was just talking nonsense to her.
Should I say that he is worthy of being a scholar. He has learned all the bad habits of those people, as if he had copied them by heart.
Turning her head to look at Hitzfeld, Xia Yibing wondered if it was because of Dai Lin's characteristics in this aspect - a truly human characteristic - that Aisuen was willing to negotiate with her and always wanted to bring her back.
Hitzfeld didn't notice her gaze. She swam quickly to the top of the cage, reached out and grabbed a solidified branch, and tried with all her might to pry it open.
But the branches did not move at all.
"..." Hitzfeld was silent for a second, then turned around and looked at Xia Yibing.
The woman gave her a brilliant smile, and came up to her with a knife in hand like a general, and chopped the cage into pieces in two or three strokes.
"This thing is very evil. Ordinary spirits may not be able to hurt it." Xia Yibing wanted to comfort her.
"Am I an ordinary spirit?" Hitzfeld asked back.
Xia Yibing thought about it, and the girl's many miraculous performances in the dream world appeared in her mind: "...It shouldn't be."
"So I couldn't pry it apart because I'm too weak," Hitzfeld said. "The power of a spirit in the dream world is consistent with the strength of the spirit itself. That's right - just like in reality, a golden squirrel can't pry open an iron fence. I'm just too stupid."
"..." Xia Yibing opened her mouth and realized that she might have said something wrong just now.
"I think you're pretty silly too..." Hitzfeld barely managed to hold back his laughter, and he pulled her outside to swim.
It's strange that even though she was in such a dangerous situation, she could still maintain such a relaxed attitude.
Is it because there are no regrets anymore?
No, if she really wanted to say regrets, there were many more, such as the two people she wanted to find the most were still missing. She couldn't accept dying here like this.
So after all... I like her too much.
He glanced back secretly and met Xia Yibing's questioning and confused eyes.
The female sheriff in black stockings who had accompanied her all the way did not experience too many fights - either she was beating the opponent one-sidedly or the opponent was beating her one-sidedly, so her breath was still long and her clothes did not even have many wrinkles.
At this moment, she raised her head, and her hair floated back spontaneously in the simulated seawater environment, revealing her face with a high nose bridge and an overall look as if it was carved out of stone, with sharp edges and a heroic look.
But it was those charming eyes and the curve of the cheeks that added a touch of charm and softness to the face...the combination of them was so natural that at least Hitzfeld couldn't find any fault with it no matter how many times he looked at it.
… Her presence really inspired me to a great extent.
Hitzfeld stared at the woman's face, and saw that she raised her eyebrows in confusion because of the gaze, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Maybe it's like she said before, no matter what the environment is, no matter what situation I'm in or what I'm doing, as long as I know she's nearby, as long as I see this face, I feel at ease...
…This feeling should indeed be relative.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yibing reached out and touched her face twice, "Is there something on my face?"
"Nothing."
"Then why are you staring at me?"
"I think you're pretty, isn't that okay?"
"!?"
Xia Yibing's eyes suddenly widened to become bigger than copper bells.
Is this the line that the person playing the role of "girl" should say?
In all the things she had read, whether novels or picture books, there had never been any female characters who spoke to people like this.
She had completely forgotten that she was also a female character... She was confused, and she felt like someone was stealing her words.
And she suddenly had a very strange feeling.
My heart feels flustered and bitter, but also a little sweet.
Having never felt anything like this before, she was completely stunned...she didn't even bother to look at the explosion in the distance.
Hitzfeld really wanted to laugh now.
From the moment Xia Yibing imitated Darent's style and Dai Lin's nonsense, to her performance in the following few minutes, her surprise, her confusion... those vivid expressions presented on this face that she loved, the effect was comparable to that of the most outstanding comedians, making people want to laugh from the bottom of their hearts.
Then she noticed that the face looked unnatural.
That was kind of... embarrassing?
Or shy... or bashful?
It was rare to see such an expression on the other person's face, but she did see it anyway - although it might only be for a moment, and then she heard Xia Yibing say -
"So you really think I'm pretty...right?"
"Of course." Hitzfeld nodded affirmatively.
At that moment, the explosion illuminated the place, and she saw that the woman's eyes were frighteningly bright.
Crystal clear.
Flashing.
The lips trembled.
Then she seemed to realize her loss of composure, and quickly raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, lowered her head to adjust her expression, and then looked up at her, unable to stop grinning.
"..." Hitzfeld gradually stopped smiling.
She shifted her gaze from the woman's face to her clothes, over her shirt, over her canvas leggings, to the tiny sliver of sock edging on her heel.
She knew these socks.
I found it when I was tidying up the box. It was a pair of socks that could only be pulled up to the ankles at most, but it was also made of black gauze, and had several hollow lace embroidered on it.
Judging from the outfit alone, the socks are out of place. They are too gender-specific and not conducive to the new director's work.
So she did a little trick to the socks when she wore them - she turned the lace edge over twice so that it would probably not be visible.
"Aisun?"
Xia Yibing didn't know what was wrong.
How come he was so happy just now, but the expression on Aisuen's face suddenly looked a little bitter and lost...
Is there anything worth losing?
I just praised her.
...Indeed, no one had said this to her for a long time.
"I will send you, the Shadow Lion Leader, back to your subordinates."
Hitzfeld took a breath and spoke slowly.
At the same time, the faith in one's heart is also firm.
"hurry up."
Tighten your wrists to speed up your swimming.
"We have to meet them before she reacts."
"Eh? ...Aisun!"
Xia Yibing was totally confused.
She was a better swimmer than the girl. She paddled a few times and regained the navigator's position. She stretched out her hand and pulled Hitzfeld into her arms.
She hugged him carefully with emotion at first, and confirmed that the person she was familiar with was in front of her. Xia Yibing looked up at the fire above and asked her: "What's the situation...you are saying this suddenly."
She always felt that she was being pitied.
This was outrageous. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't think of anything about herself that deserved pity.
What made her even more upset was the way the girl looked at her at the last moment.
It was like watching... Lily drinking water while lying on the toilet!
"Oh, I just feel that I haven't done enough in some aspects..."
Hitzfeld looked up at her, then naturally reached out and hugged the woman's waist from behind.
how to say.
In this field, both of them are novices and are just feeling their way forward.
But it’s true that this isn’t role play as written in the script.
Maybe I had already realized this subconsciously.
That’s why we fought so hard in the caves.
Want to protect her...
Chapter 72: The Crown of Wisdom
"Who is it——?"
A figure rose dozens of meters like exploding magma, his body spinning naturally in the sea currents, his eyes fixed on all directions.
Then she saw another shadow landing less than five meters away from her. It was a middle-aged man with a square face and angular features.
"You are..." Dai Lin narrowed his eyes and stared at the man. He felt that the face seemed a little familiar.
"Lao Xerxes." The man bowed to her. "It's a pity that we meet again in this situation, Dai Lin... I was there when you were awarded the medal."
Knights are also nobles, although they are only the smallest nobles. However, due to the special nature of their status, every generation of knights is eligible to be awarded honors by the royal family.
"You are the man..." Dai Lin managed to remember, "who came with that woman... They called you Elder Lao... Are you a wooden man?"
"That's right." The man grinned, "This is your reward."
As soon as he finished speaking, several slender shadows quickly approached Dai Lin from all directions.
Those were twisted tree roots. They were as flexible as the tentacles of marine creatures, quickly wrapping around the female knight's wrists and ankles, binding her limbs together.
Dai Lin looked at the wooden vine ropes with sneer. She didn't even use much strength. With a stretch, all the tree roots and vines broke.
This trick is no problem against ordinary people, but at least - it certainly can't be used against a golden knight.
Even if she didn't reveal this new power and only fought as a Golden Knight, this kind of trick... did this bastard look down on her?
Dai Lin felt annoyed when he noticed more roots coming from all around.
What scares her the most now is actually the fire and explosions. She guessed that they must be people from the Department of Homeland Security. They should be divided into two groups, one group dropped bombs on the dream by boat, and the other group tried every means to sneak into the dream... such as this damn wooden man, to interfere with her.
