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Chapter 188 Retrieval from the Void

Although He Ao was not tired, he still took a rest during the flight to refresh himself a bit.

One and a half hours before arriving at the destination, the announcement on the plane started to sound, and the flight attendants began to popularize some basic knowledge about the ruins to the people on board.

This knowledge is all mentioned in the book below the TV. It should be a brief summary of the important content. After listening to it for a while, He Ao continued to study magic.

At this time, his door was knocked again.

He hesitated, but opened the door anyway.

"Do you want to listen to the radio?"

The black-skinned girl wearing a husky half-mask outside the door asked in a low voice.

Howard shook his head.

"I don't want to hear it either. I just read all the books in the cockpit, but it suffocated me... Let me tell you..."

The girl was visibly excited.

Snapped--

Hoola closed the door.

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After a brief silence, He Ao heard the sound of slow footsteps and the closing of the opposite cockpit door.

He Ao continued to read books and made some small props with the materials he took from home when he left.

Half an hour later, there was another knock on his door.

He Ao opened the door, took out a coin before the other party spoke, and said softly, "Want to watch the magic show?"

The commentator froze for a moment, then nodded wildly.

Ho took out a marker, handed the coin and marker to the commentator,

"Make a unique mark."

The commentator took the coins and pen with excitement on his face, and just about to speak, He Ao said immediately, "Any mark is fine, don't ask about others."

The commentator raised his head and lowered it again, pouted his mouth, and fell into a short thought with a marker.

Then she drew a few times on the coin and returned the marker and the coin to He Ao.

Howard glanced at the coin, a cute smiling face was drawn on it.

He shook his head and smiled, put away the marker pen, rolled up his sleeves, and showed the speaker his empty palm and smooth and firm forearm.

"Now I only have this coin in my hand. It is the coin you have marked. It is a unique coin in this world."

He Ao held the coin in his right hand, with his right hand above and his left hand below, and gently flicked in, the coin fell down the palm of his right hand and fell into the lower left hand.

Then he clenched his left hand and threw it into the sky.

“There is air conditioning and ventilation...”

The commentator nervously reminded He Ao, but just as she spoke, there was a soft snap of fingers in her ears.

He Ao withdrew his right hand from the back of her head, holding the silver coin with a smiling face between his fingertips, "here."

"Eh eh?"

The commentator was taken aback, "How did you do this?"

"After the magic is revealed, it will become boring." He Ao shrugged, "Okay, the show is over."

Before the speaker could ask a new question, he reached for the door and closed it.

"Eh?"

There was a confused voice from the commentator outside the door.

He Ao sat back in his original position. This magic trick is actually very simple, and the test is just the technique.

When the coin was thrown from the right hand to the left hand, the four fingers of the right hand were hanging down and slightly curved. The coin did not fall on the left hand at all, but on the four curved fingers of the right hand. The coin was actually on the right hand all the time. It was just blocked by He Ao.

But as long as He Ao performed like that, the audience would imagine the scene of the coin falling from the right hand to the left hand.

Then when He Ao threw a coin with his left hand to attract the attention of the audience, he just grabbed a random place with his right hand and pretended to 'take' out the coin.

Once magic knows the principle, it can easily lose its splendor.

This magic is very simple, it is easy for He Ao to learn, and the operable props only need a coin.

But it worked out pretty well.

Retrieval from the void.

He Ao looked at a matchbox beside him, raised his hand slightly, and the matchbox appeared in his hand instantly.

After solidifying this magic into a miracle magic, He Ao can turn the "miracle" realized by the performance into a real miracle, and can ignore a certain distance and get items that are not in his hand.

However, this magic has limitations. The moving objects can only be those objects that can be held or covered by He Ao’s hand. This restriction should come from the performance of this magic, which is beyond what He Ao’s hand can hold or cover. There is no way to deceive the audience in this form.

The farthest distance you can get the object is ten meters, which should be the distance that the simulated coin can be thrown.

Within ten meters, He Ao can move these things into his hand and throw them anywhere.

Of course, can He Ao break through these restrictions?

Yes.

He raised his hand slightly, and the marker pen beside him appeared in his hand. This pen was obviously not easy to be covered by his hand, and it exceeded the limit of this magic.

Moving this pen beyond the limit consumes more energy than items within the limit of movement.

However, this doesn't seem to be a big problem for He Ao, who has become accustomed to life like this.

As long as he has the corpse flower solution in his mouth, he can even take the sword from the air and perform a wave of sword control.

This magic is simple, but it is still very useful in battle, but it cannot move living things.

After another half an hour, the flight attendant's broadcast ended and everyone was told to fasten their seat belts, and the plane was ready to land.

The commentator never came to He Ao again.

In fact, the commentator is still very good as an 'audience'.

After all, the premise of solidifying a magic trick into a miracle magic is that the magician needs to be able to perform the magic completely and make the audience believe in this 'miracle'.

There are two key points here, first, there must be an audience, and second, the audience must be trusted.

Well, the easier it is to deceive, the better the quality of the audience.

As the plane landed, He Ao and others got off the plane one after another.

He Ao stood on the stairs to get off the plane and looked up, what he saw was an endless black sea.

This is Liu Zhengyun's private island

There are twelve specially-appointed researchers including He Ao.

Eight of them are wearing masks, and each one is more ghostly than the other.

He Ao, who puts an Kaifeng vegetable paper bag on his head, can only be regarded as a middle-class one, and the most creepy one wears blue and white striped briefs on his head.

It can't be said to be shocking, but it can also be said to be out of place.

The man in briefs looked at He Ao, nodded politely to He Ao, and followed the guidance of the staff, walking towards the depths of the island.

"That person's code name is Superman Underpants. He's from Nandu. He's said to be very strong."

The commentator poked his head out from behind He Ao.

Underpants Superman... this shouldn't be his natural name... right?

It shouldn't be possible to have such an inconspicuous talent... right?
Looking at the calm and composed back of the man, He Ao understood the meaning of the sentence 'As long as I don't feel abnormal, then the abnormal is someone else'.

"That, that girl with the silicone headgear is a 'gymnast'. Don't look at her slender arms and legs, her body is extremely flexible, and her combat effectiveness is extremely strong. It is said that she is an E-rank."

Behind He Ao, the commentator continued to bluff.

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