Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 141 Daily Character Filter
"Xiaolong asked for directions——"

"Ah! Big dragon swings its tail!"

[Wooden House] In a training ground of the base, Rango turned around and delivered a fierce side kick that cut through the air. The solid wooden column on the ring broke with a sound, and its afterimage flew more than ten meters away.

"How's that feeling, man?"

Rango raised a smug smile, raised his eyebrows and looked at Nuada who was watching coldly on the side, and said jokingly: "This is what I learned from watching movies, Bruce Lee, you know?"

“Haha.” Nuada raised his eyelids slightly, with a hint of disdain on the corners of his mouth: “In my opinion, this is just an ordinary turning side kick. At most, it has a fancy name.”

"Yeah, you're right man, it's just a simple turning side kick."

Rango did not refute, but instead said to him seriously: "But this is because of the difference in cultural background between the East and the West. The West emphasizes practicality and convenience, while the East emphasizes cultural ideas and artistic conception. Many Eastern boxing techniques contain traditional cultural backgrounds such as allusions, characters, and myths. When you practice boxing, these cultures are also beginning to influence you, which invisibly increases the cultivation of martial artists."

He turned his gaze to Nuada who seemed to be thinking deeply, and asked in return: "If these spiritual connotations are stripped away, then learning boxing is just like learning how to fight like a gangster. What's the point?"

Nuada pondered for a moment and looked at Rango: "So, you defeated me with this philosophy?"

"Of course not." Rango said as a matter of course: "I rely on strength and speed that are a hundred times stronger than yours."

"Then what did you mean by all that talk just now?" Nuada looked confused.

"I'm just bored and want to scare you, hahahaha"

"nerve."

All around, the agents on the training ground were attracted by the sudden laughter and cast curious glances.

Several days have passed since Rango and his group arrived at the [Wooden House] base.

Apart from some gatherings, he stayed at the training ground almost every day, and from time to time he selected inhuman criminals in the prison as sparring partners.

However, to his disappointment, the extraordinary energy that these ordinary dark creatures could provide was too minimal to meet the system's growing needs.

Of course, this is calculated relative to the current progress of the system. As mentioned before, the threshold for system summoning rises sharply with each success.

After four summonings, the progress bar could be filled up by killing a few earthbound spirits. Now, even if you kill big demons and angels, you are still a long way from the fifth summoning.

The energy provided by the low-level criminals imprisoned in the [Wooden House] is pitifully small. As for the high-level criminals,
For example, guys like Nailhead and the Psychic Girl who can distort reality and change memories, no matter how Rango persuades them, Abel always refuses to let them become Rango's training objects out of caution.

But fortunately, with this guy around him, he is not too bored these days.

That’s right, it was the elf prince Nuada who had been dreaming of summoning the Golden Legion to destroy humanity not long ago. He was sent here from New York and imprisoned a few days before Rango and his crew arrived at the cabin.

The danger level is the lowest, E. If it weren't for Rango's sharp eyes, it would have been difficult to find this guy among the more than a thousand criminal numbers.

After all, he is too weak.
But fortunately, although this guy can neither distort reality nor has immortality, he is proficient in various Eastern and Western fighting techniques.

Therefore, in the following days, Rango spent every day in the training ground with this guy. Putting aside all his special abilities, he practiced with him only by relying on the physical strength and power passively blessed by [Dragon Body]. Rango felt very satisfied every time he could beat him.

After resting for a while, Rango forcibly opened Hellboy's wardrobe. As expected, just like in the movie, this guy's wardrobe was full of beer and cigars.

"then"

He casually threw a can of beer to Nuada, then leaned against the corner of the ring without caring about his image, half lying next to this guy.

"What? You can't take it anymore after fighting for only half a day?" Rango took a sip of beer and looked at him and teased.

Nuada stared at the beer can in his hand, then glanced at the man beside him who had ruined his plan and taken his best friend's life. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "You are really different from ordinary humans."

Rango laughed, his eyebrows full of pride: "Of course, although I don't want to brag, ordinary people don't have my strength, speed and endurance. And I'll tell you a secret, brother." He raised his eyebrows and grinned: "My acceleration ability is not limited to combat. It can also make certain parts of my body enjoy the fun of acceleration. You know."

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Upon hearing this, Nuada was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter. After a light sigh, he sat down next to Rango, unscrewed the pull ring, and took a big gulp of beer.

He stared ahead and said slowly, "The difference I mentioned is not your ability, but your attitude. As a human being, how you treat us...different species."

Without waiting for Rango to ask, he continued, "Have you noticed? Every human here, when facing inhuman criminals like us, can't help but show disgust in their eyes, no matter how hard they try to hide it. But you, from beginning to end, even when we first met, there was only anger in your eyes, without the slightest discrimination or disgust."

Rango frowned when he heard this, then shrugged: "First of all, you have to understand the meaning of [criminal]. You yourself admit that you are a criminal, and you still expect others to welcome you with a smile? That's unrealistic, brother. Believe me, the humans in this world are not as xenophobic as you think. Many of my family members are not human, but both I and my neighbors and friends like them very much. There are even a few bastards who always want to take my McQueen and the Minions home. Do you know why?"

He looked at Nuada and said, "Because they are all good people. They are not like you who have nothing to do every day and want to destroy humanity and take revenge on the world."

"As for me." Rango paused and added, "Maybe it's because I've been exposed to aliens since I was a child, so I've long been accustomed to things like monsters and elves."

In fact, there is one thing Rango did not say. Because of the memories of his past life, he has a special emotional filter for the charming villains and tragic characters in these movies.

Just like Nuada in front of us, the elf prince who has been fighting tirelessly for the freedom of the elves, his elegant and firm style of doing things makes it difficult to ignore his unique charm even under the aura of a villain.

Although he knew that the two had contradictory positions and Rango was ruthless and ruthless when there was a conflict, whenever the conflict subsided, the character filter made him involuntarily appreciate Nuada.

I even feel like I want to be friends with him. In fact, he can't explain why he has this mentality. It may be the same as his stamp-collecting fetish for female characters in dramas. As long as he sees a familiar woman, he wants to trick her into bed.
"By the way, Nuada, have you ever considered the possibility of cooperating with humans?" Rango suddenly asked.

"Cooperation? Cooperation on what?" Nuada looked confused.

"For example, summon the Golden Legion but hand over control to humans in exchange for a reserved land so that your elves can see the light of day again and reproduce in the sun," Rango suggested.

"Fuck Fuck!!!"

However, these words angered Nuada, who angrily cursed: "Do you think I would be like those stupid Indians? Using the greatest power of my tribe to exchange for a tiny piece of land? Do you humans want to take this opportunity to hypocritically set up a Thanksgiving Day for us?"

"Forehead"

Rango was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that Nuada, who seemed illiterate, had actually studied the history of the American rise.

"Hey, calm down, man. This is just a casual suggestion." Rango explained, "Besides, control does not necessarily have to be handed over to humans. Doesn't your sister Nuyana also have royal blood? Wouldn't it be better to give it to her? You can't trust humans, so how can you trust your own sister?"

"Nuyana?" Nuada's expression became complicated when he mentioned this name. He hesitated and said, "Although she has pure blood, her character is too weak and she is too close to humans."

Rango sighed and continued to advise: "Face the reality, my friend. Rather than letting the Golden Legion and your compatriots be buried in the mud underground, it is better to let it become an opportunity for the elves to be reborn. And..."

"You don't really think that the damn Golden Army can destroy humanity, do you? Do you know anything about nuclear bombs? If one is launched, the Golden Army won't even have a chance to repair itself. It will be vaporized directly. Do you understand?"

Nuada seemed a little confused when he heard this, as this question touched upon his blind spot in knowledge, as he didn't know much about modern human weapons.

Just when he wanted to know more, he caught a glimpse of two figures coming in from the door. His originally rich facial expressions suddenly disappeared, and he turned into that cold and gloomy elf prince again.

Seeing this, Rango looked over and saw his sister Nuyana walking towards them with the fishman Abel, talking and laughing.

He teased Nuada: "They seem to be a good match."

"Wotfa?!" After spending a long time with him, the originally elegant and polite Nuada also unconsciously developed the habit of swearing, and cursed in a low voice: "Nuyana is the princess of our elves, but that Abel is a stinky monster with a fish head and a human body! Fuck, I would rather Nuyana be with you!"

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Hearing this, Rango couldn't help but look at his sister's appearance. She was quite slim and exuded a gentle scent of books, but her skin was too white, so white that it was hard to attract attention.
(End of this chapter)