Numerologist

Sitting on the roof, relying on the protection of the enchantment, the little five yelled at the landmark building in the central area, "Ah——I will definitely destroy you tonight—"

Shouting out the depression in his heart, Xiao Wu felt that half of the depression in his heart disappeared.After recovering, he began to think about what happened just now, "Feifei, why did you pretend to be a fairy to lie to him this time?"

Not only is it a lie, but it is also a half-truth and a half-truth to make a mission to save the world.

Mo Zifei glanced at her lightly, "He has lived here since he was a child, and it is difficult to trust others. Instead of wasting time getting in touch with him, it is better to be like this now."

When something is so outrageous that it cannot be explained by science, it is easier for people to ignore its abnormality and be willing to try to believe it.For example, if someone you don't know suddenly says he wants to help you, will you believe him?But if you suddenly enter the fantasy land, and the gods inside say that they want to help you, then are you willing to believe it?

People are often more willing to believe in gods.Because the gods are not of the same dimension as him, or even the same species.People will feel that there is no conflict of interest between the gods and him.People are more willing to get close to creatures that will not harm their own interests, not to mention gods with their own filter of "rescue the suffering".

"Feifei, what kind of talisman did you give me? Why haven't I seen it before?" Xiao Wu recalled some talismans he had learned before, but he didn't remember the one just now.

Mo Zifei replied calmly: "It's a new creation, let's call it a 'monitoring symbol'. Its function is similar to a surveillance camera that transmits data in real time, plus an automatic protection that can withstand a fatal attack."

"Surveillance, monitoring..." Xiao Wu was speechless, complaining frantically in his heart.

Surveillance doesn't match Fu at all! ! !We can't just make a comprehension version of surveillance and steal people's names just because we think surveillance is very useful...

What happened suddenly, Xiao Wu tentatively asked cautiously, "Well, Feifei. Your newly created talisman, could the symbol on it be..."

Frowning slightly, Mo Zifei looked at Xiao Wu solemnly, "I think you should know it. It's the words of the Great World of Cultivation."

While waiting for Bell's return, Mo Zifei gave Xiao Wu a copy of "Learning Literature and Characters (Introductory Level)" by Cultivation Great World for her to read and recite by heart.He remembered that in the first article, the word "monitoring symbol" appeared.

"Ah, it really is the word 'monitoring'." Xiao Wu wanted to kowtow to death.She felt that her pure heart to the Tao was broken.

Before she knew the words of the Great World of Cultivation, she felt that the symbols on these magic spells were really mysterious and beautiful.But ever since she learned characters, she discovered that these cultivators who created the spells were all named after each other. Basically, they were spells with any function, and they just used whatever words they used.

The nice and grand spell names of feelings are the result of beautification by later users.For example, the "Five Thunders Extinguishing Ghosts Town House Talisman" she learned before, the symbols engraved on it are the words of the big world of comprehension——

thunder!boom!ghost!

It's really concise and clear, and the generalization ability is superb!She reasonably suspects that the cultivators are all science students, straight men!

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August 7th at 19 am.

All the lights in District [-] clicked and went out.The shielding of the power grid that has shrouded the periphery all year round suddenly failed.Gunshots, bombs, screams, intertwined...

Xiao Wu rubbed his hands expectantly, took a breath into his palms, chanted a mantra silently, raised his hand and threw a "five thunders and ghosts town house talisman" towards the closed hemispherical building.

"I'll hack you to death!" Xiao Wu yelled viciously.

Five bolts of thunder fell from the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, smashing towards the Colosseum.

Ziliu followed the lightning rod to the ground.The building is still standing.

"Ahhh, why is this!" Xiao Wu was furious, "Modern technology is too unfriendly to spells!"

It is said that the astonishingly powerful thunder talisman was cracked by a small lightning rod.

Then why did she practice so hard for so long? ! !

Mo Zifei on the side had a smile in his eyes, "Thunder Talisman has been created for thousands of years, and there was no such thing as a lightning rod in that era. When encountering difficulties, you should adapt to local conditions and time."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to demonstrate how to draw symbols.Mo Zifei changed the Thunder Talisman a little and played it all at once.

Five thunderbolts fell again, and when they walked towards the ground along the lightning rod, they erupted a second time, crackling and exploding, like firecrackers during the Spring Festival, but their power was quite amazing.

The connection of the lightning rod broke and fell down.

The walls passing by along the way were blown into potholes, and the whole building was like burnt bread, emitting green smoke.

Bell, who saw this scene in the dark, was even more certain that it must be the gods helping him, and he immediately became more motivated.Raise your hand to kill a rushing guard, and continue to break out of the control room.

This "Hell Street Cleansing Plan" was planned by the military bosses in District [-] who didn't want to join forces with these big families, together with the leaders of the capital cities.They have been dissatisfied with the serious division between the rich and the poor in the city for a long time, and they were completely angry when they accidentally noticed the "Hell Street" in the fifteenth district, and decided to move these so-called big families.

The fire raged all night.

However, this is just the beginning.

After obtaining the "Colosseum" video and other evidence, the operations against the seven families started simultaneously.Several leaders of the city stepped down one after another, and the new incumbents started to improve the urban structural system, preparing for drastic reforms.

In September of the following year, Bell, who was admitted to the Grand Conservatory of Music, performed piano at a restaurant on weekends.

Her soft blond hair fell to her shoulders, and her blue eyes were full of life.He was intoxicated in the music, his fingers fluttering over the black and white keys, with a gentle expression on his face.

Wearing modern clothes, Mo Zifei and Xiao Wulue made a disguise and sat down to eat.

After cutting a small piece of steak and stuffing it into his mouth, Xiao Wu said vaguely, "Feifei, we've been monitoring him for so long, and it didn't happen that there was anyone with evil intentions around him."

After leaving Hell Street, Bell made great contributions, but because of his high risk, the military sent people to follow him.Some people with malicious intentions were blocked by the military.

According to their long-term observation, no one suspected of devouring the silkworm was found.

Now the development of the world tends to develop in a good direction, which is not conducive to devouring silkworms to draw strength.It stands to reason that it will make trouble again, with the intention of subverting the world.

There is no such person around Ke Bell.On the contrary, beside him are either art students who love life, or soldiers full of righteousness.

"Could it be that it has left this world?" Xiao Wu asked.

It's not without such a situation. After the devouring silkworm found the fortune teller, it left directly and fled to another world.

Shaking his head, Mo Zifei said: "According to the feedback from the world consciousness, the source power is still being lost. It must still be lurking in a corner."

The world consciousness is still active, but still can't find the devouring silkworm.That shows that it must have won the trust of the son of luck.

There have been many people coming and going around Bell these years, but there are not many people who can gain his trust.

The middle-aged woman sent by the military to him, Bell's cultural teacher for many years, was one of them.

Perhaps, he should go meet this serious and rigorous teacher with a sense of justice for a while.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is the end of this world^_^