Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

When Chris woke up, the system finally absorbed the huge stream of data retrieved from the Rubik's Cube after several weeks, and opened his eyes to send him a long list of system messages.

[The data flow is absorbed, and the system is officially upgraded to the latest version]

[Skill - Kiss of True Love, upgraded to the highest level]

[Update map data, add nine country map patches]

Ignoring the above-mentioned useless news, Chris swiped down and saw the most important upgrade content marked in red by the system.

[Function - Unlock Warm House]

Well, it is almost equivalent to having an extra portable space.

It is quite convenient to put things.

Before Chris finished researching the new functions of the system, he heard the roar of the locomotive from a long distance away. He lowered his head and wrote the last few words on his notes, then looked up and saw Jason hanging his helmet on the handlebar of the locomotive and pushing door in.

Fortunately, Peter was not in the store today, and there were no customers at this time, otherwise he would have been shocked by his aggressive appearance.

Chris closed his notes and turned his gaze to the box Jason threw on the counter, and then from the box to Jason who drank his whole pot of tea with a stinky face, and said with a clear smile: "Follow me again." Mr. Wayne had a fight?"

Even if Bruce Wayne was willing to talk and communicate with Jason for the first time and successfully pulled Jason back from the edge of the villain, the relationship between father and son inevitably cracked after all. Jason refused to become Robin again, even if he was in Bruce. At that time, he guarded the peace of Gotham at night, and did not let Batman's temporary disappearance become a carnival for Gotham's villains.

"I'm so annoyed when I come out to see friends." Jason curled his lips and complained, secretly nicknamed his parents like all rebellious teenagers, "That old bat!"

Chris has a subtle feeling that one of his wizarding guests in England has been shot innocently.

"Mr. Wayne has just recovered, you have to be considerate." He didn't have the slightest awareness that he was the culprit who caused the quarrel about making friends in the Wayne family, and advised You Youran as if it had nothing to do with him, "Don't act like a He's always at odds with him like a child."

Jason gave Chris a supercilious look, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and decided to end the topic, "I brought you something I got from a black market auction earlier." The box thrown on the counter, "It seems to be a very expensive spice, and it's useless for me to keep it."

It was an exquisitely packaged gift box, with a crooked bow tied with a ribbon—strictly speaking, it should be a shoelace knot. Chris knew that the gift box was definitely wrapped by Jason himself when he saw the knot. Yes, he smiled and said thank you before reaching out to untie the ribbon.

Jason propped his chin to poke the shelf on the counter. The ceramic spoons hanging on the shelf collided and made a crisp sound. Look at it with the look of Chris.

Untying the ribbon and tearing off the wrapping paper, Chris cut the tightly wrapped tape around the carton with a knife and opened the box. Before he could see the contents clearly, an extremely pungent smell rushed out of the box. , Chris, who was facing the box, was caught off guard and his eyes were dazzled by the smoke, and Jason, who was not far away from him, was also choked by the smell and jumped away like a cat whose tail was burned, coughing and cursing : "Fuck! What the hell is this smell!"

"Jason!" Chris's eyes were flushed and filled with physiological tears. He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and rushed out to take a deep breath before recovering. He turned his head and gritted his teeth in disbelief. Ashes brought here?!"

"I thought it was spices!" Jason took a deep breath and calmed down for a few seconds before continuing with an uneasy face, "Who knew that such a ghost thing actually existed."

Indeed, Chris told him about the ashes of Fenyx, the throats of sirens, and other goods that are circulated outside ordinary humans, in case he accidentally made a plan to take away the dragon's gold or touch the devil. Blood and other stupid things, but who would have thought that he would be able to snatch such a rare thing by just grabbing an underground auction.

Fenix ​​is ​​a mythical immortal bird that feeds on frankincense. Every 500 years, it builds a nest on oak branches with spices such as cinnamon, pine, and myrrh, and then ignites a raging fire*** to burn the ashes. There will be a new life awakening in it, which has symbolized immortality and rebirth since the age of mythology.According to legend, the newborn Fenyx will put the ashes in the eggshell - yes, the rebirth of Fenyx starts from the egg - and send it to the altar of the sun god in Heliopolis, the city of Sun, Fenyx The ashes of Si are the fire in the altar of the sun god, the old dies, and the new is reborn, so the flame is endless, and is favored by the light and heat of the sun.

Of course, after the gods withdrew from the stage of history and human beings gradually took control of their own destiny, the ashes of Phinix were regarded as a panacea for longevity because of its symbol of rebirth, and became a frenzied pursuit for those fools who were afraid of death and lost their brains. The treasure to be robbed, one or two vainly try to get the secret of Phoenix's immortality from it.

To be reasonable, if you really drink this thing as a panacea, the only ending is to turn into a raging flame.

Human beings without the blessing of the gods cannot gain new life after being burned to death.

"But it's a good collection." Chris said, smiling at the ugly Jason, "I like it very much."

Jason's face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and he turned his head with disdain and said, "You are the only one who likes such weird things."

After opening the door for a while to ventilate, the burnt smell that irritated people to tears was gradually washed away into a strange aroma, as if there were countless kinds of beautiful aromas mixed together just right, and mixed into a certain kind of aroma. Intense and mysterious, intense and aggressive like a flame.

"It's actually packed in a transparent glass tube. No wonder the smell leaks like this." Chris took out the test tube in the box. When the light shines, it will be ignited in an instant like a star, "Fortunately, you sealed it tightly, otherwise it would have burned a long time ago."

He took out a small bronze censer, opened the lid and poured the ashes into it. The moment the ashes were directly irradiated by the sun, a small flame ignited. Before it burned, Chris closed the lid in time and fanned it. Thin smoke slowly drifted out from the small opening at the top of the incense burner.

"It just so happens that there is still a shortage of suitable incense in the store." Chris got up and put the incense burner on the cabinet. As long as the sun stays on, the ashes of Phoenix will never go out, and it saves him the effort of adding and subtracting incense.

From this point of view, it is true that it is an extremely precious spice, but it is not so easy to find materials that can withstand the high temperature of the phoenix ashes.

It should be said that it does not exist at all.

Chris also secretly cheated and used the foreground part [Yaotai Yuwu] of Kang Jinlong's suit in the closet to resist the flame of Phoenix that can almost burn everything.

"That's it for now." Jason took out the vibrating cell phone in his pocket and clicked his tongue, "I have to go back."

If he didn't go back, he would probably see the Batmobile in action during the day.

Well, it's also possible that Baby Brucey came to block the door.

Thinking about it this way, I really want to see it.

Jason suppressed his rebellious heart that was about to move, even though he could resist the storm from Bruce, but just thinking about a certain Dickie bird might call him countless times because of this would give him a headache He even ran all the way back from Bludhaven and tried to talk to him, but the little flame that was about to start was instantly extinguished without a trace.

"The Wayne Group has a shareholder meeting today." He stood up and walked out the door. "I have to eat Bruce's cookies before he comes back."

Eat them all clean.

None left for him.

What he said was awkward, but the corners of his mouth raised a small arc quietly.

Like a duplicity cat.

Chris thought about it silently, and thought that according to Jason's weight, it must be a Maine Coon cat.

So Jason sneezed a little on the road, and was distracted for half a second, regretting that he shouldn't go out in short sleeves because the sun in Gotham was good. The weather in New York is really cold, and the wind blows when the locomotive speeds up. I couldn't help but want to shudder.

But within half a second of being so distracted, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side alley, and rushed straight to the front of Jason's motorcycle without looking at it. Jason adjusted the direction and braked reflexively. Slow down and hold the handle tightly to control the front of the car to lift off the ground like a stunt show, the wheel narrowly brushed against the tip of the man's nose, and then hit the ground heavily.

"You're fucking looking for death!" Jason jumped out of the car and angrily picked up the man's collar and yelled. He was terrified by such a sudden attack. If he hadn't been trained to react faster than ordinary people, this place should have been there by now. Blood spattered three feet.

Meanwhile, Peter Parker, who was being held by him, was so weak that he almost sat on the ground at this time, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, I'm not!" Peter stammered and wanted to explain, while talking, he couldn't stop looking at the alley where he came from. Jason turned his head and saw two young men running from the alley. Come here, obviously chasing someone.

Seeing the two young men running over, Peter couldn't help but panic even more. His nose was red and his eyes were blue, and he was struggling in Jason's hands.

"I...I have to go!" he yelled, grabbing Jason's hand, kicking his legs like a sparrow under the paws of a cat, and repeated in vain, "I really have to go! "

"Don't move!" Jason angrily suppressed the little sparrow's non-threatening struggle, turned his head and glared at the two young men fiercely, "Do you know each other?!"

He looked like a lion that was so angry that it exploded. It bared its fangs and showed its sharp claws. It roared and roared. Whoever knew Peter would beat him up. Absolutely, the two young men looked at each other, waved their hands, smiled and shook their heads in denial with a wink, and slipped away faster than when they came.

"Okay." Jason let Peter go and taught him a lesson, "Next time you want to die, give me another place!"

Peter was relieved to see the two young men leaving and thanked him again and again. A pair of watery and shiny dog ​​eyes looked at Jason gratefully, causing Jason to cough uncomfortably, and keenly saw the red stains on his clothes. blood stains, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jason pointed to the blood on Peter's body, and Peter looked down to find the marks on his clothes, "No, it's not my blood." He opened the zipper of his jacket a little while speaking, and a little cat was hanging on it He stuck his hand out and let out a soft cry.

The long milky white hair on its body is messy and mixed with a lot of dirt, and some places are even a little bald. One eye is covered with blood, and the other half-opened tremblingly, revealing a very beautiful look. blue.

Peter stroked the cat's little head, then raised his head to look at Jason and asked cautiously, "Uh... it was hit several times just now, if possible, could you please take me to the pet hospital?"

"Also... I just lost my bag, can you borrow my mobile phone to make a call? I'm about to be late for part-time work, and I have to ask my boss for leave."

……

That's why Chris had to close the shop early and come to the vet with his wallet.

Because his clerk lost his bag and didn't have a dime on him, and the money Jason had all over his body was just enough to pay the cat's registration fee.