Culture invades the world of elves

Chapter 193 Harvest Inventory
After thinking about it carefully, by the way, these cracks seem to have appeared after Master Ye appeared.

It seemed that at that time, I heard a sound like a broken mirror, and then Master Ye appeared.

Could it be that Master Ye did something to affect this?

Is there a connection between the crack in this bead and the sound of that mirror breaking?
That seems to be the sound made when the copy space shattered, and was the bead shattered at that time?
So this bead is a prop to form the copy space?
There is such a possibility, and it is not small.

After all, I didn't find anything special about these people.

And this copy space doesn't seem to be made by their sprites either.

If it was because of the elves, all their elves had fallen asleep, and Ying Xing took back the elf balls and locked them up.

At that time, it should be lifted, instead of waiting for Ye Ying to break the space.

Well, I'm really stupid. The one who knows the most about space is the clown with the head. Call it out and ask if you know it.

Ying Xing slapped his head.

Through the contract, the bang-headed clown hiding in the shadows was called out.

Thanks to it for its help today, I haven't thanked it properly yet.

"Cthulhu, thanks to you today, thank you."

"Bang~ Jie, it's okay, this is what I should do."

The bang-headed clown twisted his body happily, like a noodle!
It can be seen that Ying Xing's thanks made him feel a little happy.

"By the way, Cthulhu, what is this, do you know?"

"Jie~~ What a strong spatial fluctuation."

Seeing the colorless bead in Ying Xing's hand, the bang-headed clown slid over excitedly.

Well, it is indeed slippery, just like skating.

Lightly suspended on the ground, with the toes pointing to the ground, it slipped over with a "whoosh".

It felt a strong spatial fluctuation from the transparent bead in Ying Xing's hand, which was very attractive to it.

"I haven't seen this thing, so I don't know what it is. But I feel that this thing is very helpful to me."

The pop-head clown resisted the desire to eat in one bite.

Seeing the clown's eyes, Ying Xing nodded.

The pop-head clown is not very old, and he was born less than two years ago, so it's normal that he hasn't seen it before, and he is just trying his luck.

However, from its words, Ying Xing can almost confirm that the thing that forms the copy space is most likely this colorless transparent bead exuding space fluctuations.

"Oh, that's it. Then when I go to relieve those people from sleep tomorrow, ask them about the specific situation. If there is no problem, I will leave it to you."

Ying Xing did not immediately hand over the bead to the clown.

It's better not to mess with things you don't understand for the time being.

Who knows what will happen after using it?

If the tonic is overfilled, it will become poison.

This thing is not necessarily a tonic, what if it is poison?
After hearing Ying Xing's words, the bang-headed clown suppressed the desire to eat it in one bite, and nodded.

Turn around and prepare to return to the shadow space.

As a result, it saw a few books that were knocked down on the table by Ying Xing, so it quickly tidied up the table.

After putting them upright and arranging them neatly, he nodded in satisfaction and retreated into the shadow.

Ying Xing resisted the violent desire to complain, silently watched the clown busy, and waited for it to enter the shadow space before looking at another thing on the table.

It was a jet-black rusty iron sword.

Judging from the appearance of this iron sword, it should be quite old.

The blade of the sword was full of rust, and a section was broken.

However, the hilt of the sword is intact, with many weird and simple patterns engraved on it, which looks quite majestic.

On the handle of the sword, which was made of unknown material, there was also a gray ball inlaid that looked like a stone.

I stretched out my hand and touched it lightly. The surface of the stone ball was quite rough and slightly scratched.

For some reason, Ying Xing always felt that the pattern on the hilt of the sword looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no relevant information in his memory.

Maybe I've seen similar patterns somewhere.

Pick it up and wave it gently, it is not heavy, probably less than 5 kg.

After a little research, I found nothing, and the addition of mental power did not change anything.

Forget it, let's find out about those people tomorrow.

Ying Xing yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

It's late now, time to go to bed.

By the time I finished washing and fell asleep, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Although Ying Xing has fallen asleep, many people will suffer from insomnia tonight.

Tomorrow is the scheduled three-nation peace talks meeting, and everything depends on the outcome of tonight's incident.

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Early the next morning, Ying Xing, accompanied by Ye Ying, went to the police station to remove the sleeping fog effect for everyone.

The five prisoners who woke up, their eyes turned red when they saw their current situation and Ying Xing.

They already knew they were screwed.

Several people wished they could look at him with the eyes of Ying Xing.

In the end, Captain Blood Wolf was the first to calm down.

"Hehe, unexpected, really unexpected, the elite squad of our famous hunting regiment "Red Finger Wheel" would fall into the hands of a high school student like you."

The blood wolf sighed with sarcasm in his tone.

It's against themselves.

Laughing at himself for actually feeling that the odds of victory are within his grasp, he let down his vigilance.

He regarded Ying Xing as a carp king who could be crushed to death at any time, but found out that the other party was not the carp king, but a highly poisonous super bad star.

The main body looks weak and deceitful, but in the end it has a hard shell and terrible toxins.

"Captain Blood Wolf, it's nice to meet you, don't be so unhappy. Although I did arrest you, you also enjoyed a world-class concert for free, didn't you?"

Ying Xing waved his hand and said with a smile.

With Ye Ying by his side, Ying Xing would not be afraid of them.

Without the copying space, even if they went out to get revenge on Ying Xing, it would not be so easy.

What's more, based on what they did to endanger the Aisha Empire, there should be no danger to their lives, but the probability of them being released is also close to zero.

If there is no accident, you will have to eat a lifetime of prison food.

Hearing Ying Xing's words, the five burly men became agitated after being somewhat calmed down.

"Fuck, you damn XXX, when I get out, I will *&...%&%...&￥&"

Qingying, with the hottest temperament, began to utter dirty words.

As a result, Ye Ying stared fiercely, and the other party's words stopped abruptly.

Clutching his head, he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Blue Eagle!"

The rest of the teammates watched their desperate teammates rolling on the ground, and shouted worriedly.

"It seems that you haven't accepted your new identity yet."

Ye Ying said lightly.

(End of this chapter)