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March 7:......

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March 7: "(╬◣д◢)"

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"Ah~~~ That's enough, Mercer, you're going to die!"

With two dark circles under his eyes, he turned over and sat up from the bed, and kicked hard at the wall of the next room. March 7, who was catching up on his sleep, said that he was really going crazy now.

She didn't say anything about running errands for Moser on the Luofu Fairy Boat before, after all, she also had fun in it.

But now we are back on the train, and it is too much for you to still make noise when everyone is catching up on sleep and adjusting their state.

He jumped up from the field and angrily swung out his recurve bow. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He decided to go to Mercer to seek justice.

However, when March 7 opened Mercer's door and saw the room full of bombs, cold sweat soaked her pajamas in an instant.

"I...I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now. What's wrong with you, Mercer? Don't think about it!"

"If a bomb of this magnitude explodes, I'm afraid the entire train will be blown up!"

Covering his chest with his hands, San Yue Qi took several steps back.

Mercer: “???”

"What am I thinking about? I'm developing new tools for your safety!"

Hearing this and listening to March 7's incredible speech, Moser picked up the bomb-shaped object in his hand and shook it at him as if to show off, with a look of confusion on his face.

It's rare that he wants to do something serious, so why do people misunderstand him so deeply?

It's just a few tons of TNT, is it dangerous? Don't you think about who is on this train?

However, considering that he was the one who disturbed the people, Moser took a deep breath and then patiently explained to them.

"I'm about to get off the train! I was thinking before that the defense on the train is too weak for the world-famous unknown guest."

"So I took the time to leave you something good, but I didn't expect you to misunderstand me so deeply... Alas~"

Mercer: "Wow, wow, wow~ I'm so sad! QAQ"

March 7: "(′??`)"

Seeing this, his face turned bitter. Looking at the greedy expression on Moser's face, San Yueqi felt that his conscience was severely condemned.

Yes! Although Mercer was a bit of a jerk, he was still pretty nice to them.

"Um, that..."

Putting his hand on Mercer's shoulder, unnoticeably separating himself from the bomb, March 7 smiled apologetically at Mercer and then comforted him.

"Although your original intention is good, but isn't it a bit too early for you to prepare?"

"We're still going to Belloberg to celebrate the Sunshine Festival together! You don't have to be so anxious!"

"With so much explosives, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid we might end up drifting in space! Don't you think so?"

Using all his acting skills, San Yue Qi made crazy looks at Mo Ser, trying to make Mo Ser give up this dangerous plan.

"An Xin, An Xin, do you think I am the kind of person who would joke about my own life?"

"Look, my hand is very steady!"

Mercer threw a bag of explosives around in his hands nonchalantly, saying that you really underestimated yourself, a top student who graduated from Dream University.

Drop~

As they were talking, San Yue Qi suddenly heard a dripping sound coming from Mo Ser's hand.

"!!!"

"Oh no, Mercer, run!"

A sense of horror brought about by the crisis surged from every part of his body to his heart like an electric shock, and March Seven immediately put a layer of protective shield on himself and Mercer in the blink of an eye.

He reached out his hand and was about to pull out Moser, whose face was filled with confusion.

However, as a strong force came from the arm, the confused person instantly changed from Moser to San Yueqi.

March 7: "???"

It was as if he saw the ending of himself being torn into pieces and about to take off. His eyes flashed like a kaleidoscope of madness. In just one second, March 7 had already reviewed his entire life.

"No, buddy, if you want to die, don't drag me into it!"

He stretched out his hands hard to break free from Moser's restraints. San Yue Qi was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"March, why are you so panicked? My smart identifier is ready."

Reaching out his hand to show his innovative work to San Yue Qi in front of him, Moser then chuckled.

It's a pity that I didn't have time to record this scene, otherwise it would be fun...

With a smacking of his lips, Moser threw his new invention into San Yue Qi's hands.

The small smart identifier is not too big, at most it is about the size of a pinhole camera.

But the advantage is that the technology used in it is weird enough.

Not to mention the space compression technology that can compress tons of TNT, the most commendable thing is the hostile identification system that has been added to each one.

Anyone who boards the train uninvited and with hostile intent will be detected by the identifier at the first moment and then blown away on the spot.

Considering that this Starry Sky Train has almost no security measures, anyone, whether a human or a ghost, can get on and take a look around.

Mercer felt that his arrangement was necessary.

(PS, don’t ask why the protection factor of the Star God’s vehicle is so low, don’t think about who was sitting in this car before.)

"Huh~ I'm scared to death."

"But you used all that explosives to make this little thing?"

March Seven frowned and looked at the gadget in Moser's hand.

Her intuition told her that she might have been fooled again. These little gadgets, no bigger than her fingernail, required so many bombs.

No, considering Mercer's personality, maybe these TNTs are fake.

Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent. She stood in front of Moser with her hands on her hips. March 7 said that she must order some good juice for Moser to have a look.

"Merser, do you think I look easy to fool?"

However, facing such an aggressive March 7th, Mercer was indeed very calm at this moment.

There is no other reason, sometimes sincerity is the secret weapon.

This time, Mercer really didn't do anything wrong, it was purely out of conscience.

Of course, there is one more thing...

Hundreds of kilograms of explosives were compressed into the size of rice grains, sacrificing nearly half of their power and focusing on increasing their impact force and sound.

Mercer now really wants to know the actual combat performance of this thing.

Maybe the ratio of this thing can be further improved?

"If you don't believe it, do you want to give it a try?"

Smilingly, Moser placed an identification alarm in front of March 7 and gestured with his hand.

March 7: "......"

"Haha~ You really still think I'm a fool!"