Crown Dead

If you can't win the Budokai, you can only continue to save money to bribe the inspectors - not enough money.

"Rebut, there is a way to avoid occupations to obtain weapons."

"Eh——Really?!"

Xian Yu regained his energy all of a sudden, and immediately moved to Xian Zao's side, and the latter distanced himself from Xian Yu with a little panic.

"The false statement module has not been installed yet, the probability of deception is 0%."

"That's great! Can you tell me what the method is!"

Excitedly, Xian Yu held both of Xian Zuo's arms with both hands, staring at each other passionately.

Although he didn't want to climb the tower, Xianyu knew the disadvantages of not having strength.If you can't have trustworthy power, then whether you want to protect yourself or protect others, it's all empty talk.

"The distance is too close—" "Wow!!"

Playing hammered Xian Yu's nose heavily with his head, then twisted his arms and got up and walked to the door.

"follow me."

String playing still looks cold, and intentionally or unintentionally keeps a distance.

After being inexplicably entangled by this pseudo-three-no girl that day, Xian Tao not only got her current name, but also logically used the identity of "Xian Yu's younger sister" full of troubles to live in the Bicester prop shop.

At first Xian Yu was a little worried that Xian Zao would not get along well with Ba Yuqiantia, but later Xian Yu found out that this was nothing to worry about.

Tia, who is a "stupid and natural mother", and Ba Yuqian, who is "a serious, gentle and somewhat weird gaming mother". Both of them take care of their "sister" in different ways but with the same enthusiasm.

Maybe it's his own illusion, Xian Yu vaguely feels that Xian Tao seems to be more humane than when they first met.

Of course, she would still wake up earlier than herself every day, and then kick herself awake with the reason that it was forbidden to sleep in late.

It's so hard to die, every time it's exactly 1 minute earlier than myself.

I must have offended her somewhere...

"Follow closely, the place is remote."

After confirming that Tia was still sleeping, Xianyu followed Lou and wandered into a dilapidated and magnificent building far away from the residential area, which looked a bit like ruins.

"Where is this, haunted house?"

"The sacrificial field, the acquisition of weapons, is suitable for you."

After leading Xian Yu to his position, Zao stood in the corner without saying a word.

"There is nothing to do with reasoning between the sacrificial ground and weapons..."

He complained softly, but Xian Yu still mustered up the courage to come to the door of the building, after all, he urgently needs a way to become stronger, and Xian Tao will not lie to himself.

"crunch-"

Xian Yu pushed open the heavy door, and then heard a heavy and epic voice, which seemed to be a girl's low voice: "N~~M~~B~~Ah~~Gong~~Qi~~yin ~~testes~~”

Immediately afterwards, Xian Yu noticed that the carpet under his feet did not say 'Entry and Exit Safe', but instead wrote a paragraph: [There is Kong Ming in front, so next, it is very important to look up] Look up...?

噗

Xian Yu raised his head on the spot, his face was covered by a lump of shit that fell from nowhere.

"New ass one, are you also attracted by the flame temperature?"

A young lady walked slowly towards Xianyu from the depths of the building, her voice was low but ethereal, making one feel extremely at ease.

"Ah—I'm being—well, can you find some water for me?"

The cosine incarnates Liang Feifan.

"Ass one, are you feeling better now? I am the manager of this sacrificial ground, you can call me, firefighter."

After washing up, Xian Yu finally got rid of the shadow of the indescribable riding face.

"I don't feel so good... Where is the shit hanging over the entrance in the first place??"

"Well, ass one, this mechanism has been there for a long time, and you are the first to step on it."

"I said how does that thing work-hey, isn't it! It has nothing to do with time, and doesn't it mean that I am the most stupid of them all!"

"Secondly, what the hell is [Fire Girl]! Don't think that I can't see you because you cover your eyes with horseshoes. It's better to say who would use something like McDonald's as a mask! You are Joan of Arc, right!"

"Yes, it's not Assone. I'm a firefighter, and I'm the person in charge of safety protection against fire hazards in the sacrificial ground."

"...The last point, you have been calling me an assone since just now! Don't pretend that you are definitely a French village girl!"

"It's not Zhang Yu!"

The main body is the saint of protecting the country, but I don't know why Joan of Arc, who is now the person in charge of the sacrificial ground, blushed and refuted loudly.

"The purpose of our sacrificial ground is to let the flames spread throughout New Babylon and the Hundred-Storied Tower, because only in this way can the world be connected together and true peace be achieved. And this is not an unfounded delusion! It is said that other In a certain plane, the earth will carry out a grand-scale fire transmission every four years, and the path illuminated by the flames can keep the world from collapsing—”

"The one you're talking about is the Olympic flame!!"

What the hell is this shitty place for...

"Well, well, anyway, Lord Ashone, since you came here on purpose, you must have your own purpose, right?"

"Yes, I heard from a friend that here you can get weapons without any restrictions and by means other than money."