[Hunter] Fraud Magician

Remember, I taught you to lie. "

"This kind of thing is innate, there is no need to teach it!" I hummed at him, and continued to eat mouthful.

Kuroro smiled: "That's fine! On Meteor Street, no one will protect you, including me. I promised Sophia to let you live."

That's it!I just promised Sophia, I just promised not to let me die before Sophia died.So Kuroro treats me, never salty or light, neither hot nor cold.Now I'm probably impatient and ready to leave me behind.

"So these two days, are you teaching me how to survive?" I stared at him.

Kuroro nodded: "I want to take the brigade outside, I can't stay where I am. I can't take you!"

Can't take me, or won't take?

I put the bowl aside, jumped up, stood on the bed, and smiled at him.

Kuroro was confused by my smile.

"Hey, Kurolo!" I smiled and narrowed my beautiful eyes, and said to him, "The old witch told me that there is actually an important reason why Sophia chose to give birth to me instead of aborting the child and surviving on her own. .”

Kuroro didn't think about it for a moment, and asked, "What?"

"Sophia said she knew you didn't need her, so she wanted to leave you a younger brother!" I nodded my lips and said to him, "The purpose is to teach you what love is!"

Kuroro raised the corners of his lips ironically: "Love? What is that—"

Before Kuroro finished speaking, I held my neck and stopped me with a "baji" kiss.

His eyes widened, and he watched me kiss his face in disbelief.

Surprised and unaccustomed, he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Kurolo pushed me aside and frowned: "Don't listen to that old witch's nonsense! You know what love is?"

After finishing speaking, he closed the book, got up and went out.

I giggled, and the result of the appraisal was that Kurolo was shy!

I don't know what love is, but at least I have seen how terrible the emotion that can burn people is.Just because I don't know love doesn't stop me from doing something in the name of love.

"Dear brother, wherever the spider goes, I can find it!" I laughed and said not very seriously behind him.

What responded to me was the door being closed with a bang.

☆、Farewell to spiders

The day the brigade left was the time of riots on West Street.

In order to prevent the residents of Meteor Street from walking out of Meteor Street and pose a threat to the outside world.Except for being hired by powerful people, no one is allowed to leave Meteor Street.

The long-term lack of supplies is threatening the survival of the residents of Meteor Street step by step.

Maybe I should be glad that I was not born in a sewer or something like that, but became Kuroro's younger brother. At least Kuroro didn't let me starve to death before I was unable to protect myself.As for the old hag who stuffed me into Sophia's stomach—

I sat on the bed with my pillow in my arms and watched the children of the brigade say goodbye to the old witch.

Most members of the brigade often visit the old witch, because the old witch is one of the best doctors on Meteor Street, and March has been with the old witch since she was a child.

The old witch just waved her skinny hand and said, "You guys go!"

The members of the brigade, including Kuroro, all followed Kuroro out confidently with excitement on their faces.

Wo Jin, Fei Tan, Ma Qi and Nobunaga even said goodbye to me.

Wo Jin patted my head with his big hand, and said with a hearty smile: "Little monster, you have to grow up quickly and join the brigade!"

"Okay!" I smiled and watched them leave.

Looking down from the window, one could just see Kuroro leading the six of them walking towards the rioting West Street without hesitation.Sensing my gaze, Kuroro raised his head, glanced at me with a half-smile, and left without looking back.

I peeled off the fruit candy that Kuroro gave me before leaving, threw it into my mouth, turned my head, and watched the old witch clumsily holding a needle and thread, sewing a worn-out dress one by one.

"Why don't you go together?" the old witch said in a hoarse voice.

I squinted my eyes and smiled: "I'm only four years old, and I can't meet the standards for joining the group! Ku Luoluo has always dismissed the weak."

I took the scissors and cut off the excess thread, but the old witch didn't even look at me.

I rolled my eyes involuntarily: "Okay! I was just thinking, if I also leave with them, who will take care of you?" I didn't see you die, so I'm not happy to leave.

"The old woman is blind, but her heart is not blind yet!" The old hag changed a thread and passed it through the pinhole neatly, and she couldn't tell where she was blind!

With my chin resting on the pillow, I lowered my eyes and looked at the old woman who was becoming smarter every year: "The current brigade is just a group of children who don't understand the world. They know the warmth and coldness of the world, but they still lack experience. I will leave Meteor street, but I am not interested in witnessing their growth."

The old witch let out a "quack" laugh in an unpleasant voice, turned her head halfway, and looked at me with her yellowed protruding eyes: "Boy, although these children have not grown up, you, too You have to learn. Meteor Street is not for you!"

Chaotic, dirty, and without laws, Meteor Street, which is a no-nonsense area, is not suitable for me?

"Meteor Street is not for you!" The old witch turned her head and continued to sew, "You are always Sophia's child, more like Sophia than Kuroro."

"You don't need to tell me, I also know that I look like that woman!" I curled my lips, ignoring the old witch's words.

The old witch sewed her clothes, folded them slowly, and slowly put them into the cabinet with staggering steps, fumbling to lock it.

Even Kurolo didn't know how many years the old witch had lived on Meteor Street, let alone what the old witch could do besides medical skills and sewing.She always lives in this dark hut hunched over, and only brings back a little food and a bottle of wine every time she goes out.She likes children. In Meteor Street, there are people who like to eat children, but there are no people who like to teach children.The old witch always gave advice intentionally or unintentionally, and then let them mess around indifferently.

The old hag is by far the only one I can't see through.I don't know what she wants, and even now I haven't figured out what method she used to get me, who was still a ghost, into Sophia's belly to be reincarnated.

The old witch lit a candle and rummaged through the wardrobe.I stared at her and couldn't see any difference between her and the old witch in the usual concept.In the end, he pursed his lips in boredom and jumped out of bed: "Hey, old witch, I'm leaving!"

Only then did the old witch turn her head back, but her eyes were fixed on the bed behind me, she smiled with some black teeth and said: "That is a bed that Sophia likes very much, she will be happy to see that you also like to play on it .”

I was wrong!I think the old hag is getting more and more confused every year.And I don't think I like this bed either, and I've had someone die, even though the one who died was a gift to me.

Stepping on the shoes that Ma Qi gave me before leaving, I heard the voice of the old witch again: "You said that you are going to die for the old woman, you are right! This life is long enough, and it is almost time to sleep peacefully ! Boy, from now on, don't come here!"

I was taken aback, and looked back at the old woman who had lit the candle lamp and looked at me with a strange expression on her face.

Half-jokingly, he squinted his eyes and said, "Then, goodbye!"

The old witch was dead, and passed away quietly on the night of farewell.She buried herself in a coffin in the basement of the house.I kept my promise and didn't go to see her.

The death of a person doesn't make much difference to me, but Meteor Street suddenly becomes boring without the old witch and the brigade members.

Even though no one would read a book with a light on while I was sleeping, let alone be suddenly carried around looking for Kuroro, and no tall man would suddenly laugh at me.But again, the fun of chatting and pastime is gone.

I still went to the dark winery to get food and went home. Hughes kept looking at me strangely.He still hasn't figured out what method I used that day to make him voluntarily come down from the ring and attack Kuroro.Because unfortunately, his memory was wiped out all together.

Psychic power is divided into reinforcement system, transformation system, release system, realization system, operation system and trait system.

Like Kuroro, I was born with traits, and I have an 80% chance of learning to materialize.Kuroro's characteristic ability is "Thief's Stealing Mind", which can steal other people's mind ability and use the stolen mind ability through realization.My special ability is "Bewitching the Mind", which can instantly control other people's thoughts.

The source of my traits may be because I was a fraudster in my previous life, possessing hypnotic abilities.That day, with the help of words, I made Hughes obey my words and get off the stage.The reason why I said the last sentence close to Hughes' ear is to prevent others from seeing through my ability to read.

Included in the order was telling Hughes to "forget what I said," so it's not unusual for Hughes not to remember the process.

All the way, I was thinking about when to leave Meteor Street.It is now the end of 1986 in Hunter World, Kuroro was 13 years old, and the Phantom Troupe was established.Xiaojie and Qi Ya were born in 1987, the same year Greedy Island was released...

I can't help thinking that the designer of Greed Island is Jin Fulishi, the first person I met in Hunter World.I am very curious, how a 20-year-old, half-grown kid can invent that powerful hunter-only game.

Just as I was thinking, a dark figure rushed out from the corner without paying attention, knocked me to the ground, grabbed the food in my hand and ran away.

"Stop!" I got up and chased.

It was a child who was about the same size as me. Although he ran unambiguously, due to hunger or other reasons, his feet gave up halfway and fell by the side of the road.

I ran in front of him, but before I could speak, the child in front of me was crouching in the corner timidly, his over-long hair was covered with mud, covering his entire face.

"Here...here! Don't hit me! Don't hit me!" The child said in a small voice, frightened, and lifted my bag to the front.Those little hands covered in mud were covered with all kinds of wounds, festering, and there were waves of stench wafting from them.

I took the bag, frowned slightly, turned and left.

People like this abound in Meteor Street.Without food and medicine, they will soon die.I don't have much sympathy for these people.You can't save a lifetime even if you save it once.

I soon forgot to see such a dirty child.But the next day, when I took out the food, I was surprised to see that the contents of the bag slowly became transparent and then disappeared.

A figure appeared in his mind: a man who would never grow tall, with light blue hair covering his entire face, with the main reading ability of "God's left hand and devil's right hand". When the right hand touches an object, the left hand can copy it. The exact same thing, regardless of size, disappears after 24 hours.

That was a member of the brigade who joined later, Kube.

I guessed that he might be from Meteor Street, but I didn't expect to meet him by such a coincidence.

Once the children of Meteor Street snatch something, it is equivalent to declaring ownership and defending it to the death, let alone such precious food.The dirty kid returned the things to me so easily yesterday, why didn't I think it was because of this reason!

Kube!Having him is equivalent to having a random copy machine, which is more useful than anything else.

I put on my coat, closed the door, and ran out in a hurry.

First, I went to the place where it was robbed yesterday, but I didn't find any clues.Kube's copy has a circular effect, within the effective 24 hours, he can completely feel the position of the copy.I think within 24 hours, the thief will definitely not show up.

Fortunately, I thought, I knew where he was.

I smiled and ran to the garbage dump with the most garbage.

If I recall correctly, beneath the mountains of rubbish, the Puglia tribe lived in caves.Short, timid, afraid of seeing the sun.When I was still a ghost, on the garbage mountain, I saw a sneaky figure like a mouse getting into the garbage pit.

Standing in front of the garbage mountain, I was not surprised to see a few small figures who were eating, and hid behind the garbage dump. Among the several pairs of timid eyes, one stared at me without any suspicion. kind eyes...

☆、Leave Meteor Street

No matter what you drop on Meteor Street, it will be embraced by this place.Garbage. Weapons. Corpses. Babies... Whatever is discarded in this world, the residents here will accept it all.For the residents of Meteor Street, these are themselves.

The Puglia family is the best evidence.All the residents of Puglia were babies who were abandoned in the garbage dump due to various reasons such as deformity and not being needed. They survived tenaciously and took this place as their home.Whether it is living or eating, it is carried out in this garbage dump. Over the years, most Puglia residents are stunted and look very different from ordinary people.

My arrival was not welcomed by others, and a few short guys quickly got into the cave.

When I walked over, I was not surprised to see that there was only one cave, but in front of my eyes, it turned into two identical caves.If my guess is correct, the current Kubi can only create one copy.

I thought about it and remembered that the limitation of Kubinian's ability is that he can only copy dead objects, so in these two caves, one of them is always real.

I wouldn't actually run in and verify it myself.Whether it was influenced by Kuroro's cleanliness or not, I couldn't stand myself walking into a dirty burrow.

"I know that there is only one cave here that is real!" I stood above the garbage dump and said to the caves on the left and right, "I have enough patience to verify. However, as far as I know, at most 24 hours, of which A duplicate will disappear. So Kubi, you better come out by yourself!"

I was answered by silence, and then, not long after, a few pairs of dirty little hands stretched out from the hole on the left, about to grab my ankle.

I was prepared and jumped away in time, and said again: "Kubi, you come out, I don't care about what you stole! I just have something to say to you..."

Cunning Rabbit Three Caves!I was only thinking about Kube's use of copying skills, and I completely forgot that there are countless holes in the garbage dump that can be hidden.

When I didn't realize it, a pair of hands slammed my hands back from behind and pushed them into the garbage dump.The sundries covering my head and face covered my ears, nose and mouth, and more sharp or rough things pierced into my flesh, causing bursts of stinging pain.

The air in his chest was blocked, and he couldn't breathe, let alone speak.There was a roar in his head, and he could only rely on instinct to struggle.After all, I am still too young, and some power gaps cannot be bridged instantly.

Just when I thought I was going to fall this time, the pressure on my body suddenly became lighter.

I was rolled over and sat up, staring at my eyes, I choked a few times, and it took me a while to recover.I saw clearly the boy who was squatting in front of me and looking at me. His bangs and hair were still too long to cover his entire head. From the gap in the hair that was slightly parted in front of his forehead, there was a big eye, looking at me coldly. There is a chilling feeling.

"What's the relationship between that man who always reads here and you?" Kubi's voice was different from the timid one when he heard it for the first time, but calm.

Always read here?Kurolo? !I thought about it and came up with a good idea.

"Cough! Cough!" I coughed a few times, then smiled and looked up at him, "He's my brother!"

Kubi stood up and said to me: "I let you go, it's best not to appear here in the future!"

Let me go, for Kuroro's sake?This is interesting!

The two people behind let me go, afraid of being retaliated, they quickly hid in the cave and disappeared, leaving only Kubi and me standing face to face.

"My brother's name is Kuroro Luxilu! He likes to read books, and he also likes blood and fighting!" I looked at him with a embarrassed face but a smile. Kubi listened very carefully, even if he couldn't see his expression, I can also feel his focus, "A few days ago, I founded the Phantom Brigade and left Meteor Street to go to the outside world. Now the brigade still lacks a few members. I just came to ask you today if you are interested in joining. "Anyway, Kuroro is not here, so he can't refute me.

"Phantom Troupe? What do you do?" Kubi asked.

No matter how precocious, Kubi is only ten years old, and there are many irresistible temptations in the world.

"Be the freest bandit, and treat the world as a hunting ground. All the things you want and like are the objects of hunting. The premise is that you have enough useful skills." I replied with a smile.

Kubi, who was still a little interested, suddenly looked at his hands and turned around.

I realized something, so I said: "For example, your ability to replicate can play an irreplaceable role in many cases."

Kube's ability was not born for the brigade, but honed little by little because of the pressure of life.For example, the ability to copy is to avoid hunting, and the function of "circle" is also to prevent being hunted by the enemy.

Now he still can't understand how powerful his own ability can be. After seeing Kuroro's strength, the inferiority complex in his bones is revealed.

"..." Kubi was silent for a while, feeling a little moved but not sure.

"Don't believe it! As long as your ability is trained, over time, it will definitely play an unexpected role. I will wait for your reply before tomorrow night!" I should run away after throwing the bait, I said to him, "I live at the end of the East Street, and I can only wait until tomorrow night. Kubi, if you miss this opportunity, you may only live in this garbage dump forever. If you don't believe me, you should also believe in Kurollo's ability!"

After speaking to scare him, I walked out of the garbage dump without looking at his expression.

Of course he won't have such a chance. After all, I wasn't among the original hunters. In the end, Kubi won Kuroro's appreciation with his own ability and joined the brigade.

Chrollo understands, it is impossible for me not to understand.Although Kube's ability does not have strong lethality, it has an irreplaceable role.This is true for a bandit organization as well as for a fraudster.

So Kubi, before Kurolo discovers you, you should lend me your abilities first!Before tomorrow night!Just don't let me down.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, as always, he was sure of winning.

Kuroro left, the old witch returned to the west, and the biggest evil was immediately revealed.After returning from the garbage dump, I took a good shower, but I couldn't wash off the large and small wounds on my face that were dripping with blood.

"Hiss—" It hurts!

Sometimes I think it is better to strengthen the wild animals!Any wounds heal quickly.

The food brought from the dark winery was snatched by Kubi, and he didn't go to Uther to ask for it.If my guess is correct, the outside world has also imposed restrictions on the items shipped by Uther.There is less and less food available on Meteor Street, and turmoil and escape are bound to happen sooner or later.

Kuroro thought of this and led me to the wild to learn how to hunt and kill animals.

After a full meal with wild game, he packed up the remaining large pieces of meat and dragged them home.

You heard that right, dragging!With my current ability, it is not easy to bring these foods home, not to mention that there are many people peeping at the food around.

After finally returning home, I fell on the bed, only to find a sneaky figure under the window.

Is it Kube? !

Came faster than expected!

I opened the door, and the little guy with messy hair and no face at all was staring at me with those cold eyes, not saying a word.

I just remembered that I sent a message yesterday, if Kubi wants to follow Kuroro to join the brigade and live a life different from the current one, come to me before this evening.

Looking at the sky outside, it happened to be evening, but Kubi struggled for quite a long time.

I stepped out of the way to let Kubi come in.

Kube stared uncontrollably at the food I just brought back.

Although a lot of food was stolen from me the day before yesterday, the Puglia family lives in groups, and all the food they get must be distributed.

This is the same as the primitive gregarious human beings. Individuals cannot obtain the ability to live independently, so they must rely on the strength of the group, obey the rules and arrangements of the group, distribute everything equally, and must not hide anything private.

I threw a piece of meat that I had roasted earlier to Kubi.

Kube took it, but looked at me warily.

"Poison won't kill you!" I rolled my eyes, "At least for the time being, it's not necessary."

Kubi squatted down and bit the meat, eating in the same way as a barbarian.

I stood in front of Kubi, frowning.

Kube looked at me in bewilderment.

I sighed and said, "Kubi, we may be a few months late!"

I thought that if Kubi could be persuaded by me, it would be time to leave Meteor Street, but as far as what I see now, it is not the time yet.

At least Kubi should learn the way of life of normal people, such as keeping a minimum of cleanliness, for example, the habit of running on all fours and making wild animal noises when he gets anxious.

So half a month after Kuroro left, I had a new cohabitant, who still had the thinking of an adult and the way of life of a primitive man.

God knows what kind of patience it takes for a primitive man to evolve rapidly.Fortunately, Kubi's learning ability is extremely strong, and it seems that there is some motivation to support his eagerness to change himself.

If we say that apart from the ability to replicate, what Kube admires the most is his perseverance to completely abandon the living habits of the Puglia people.The most difficult thing for human beings to do is to change their habits, not to mention that Kube is facing a comprehensive and complete change.

Time slipped silently into March of the new year, and Kubi and I worked together to lure away the guards on East Street, climbed over the defensive wall, and left Meteor Street.

☆, make money

In a bustling city, on a busy street, a middle-aged man hurried to his destination with a briefcase.

One accidentally knocked a passing boy to the ground.

"I'm sorry, kid! Are you okay!" The middle-aged man apologized and quickly helped the little boy up.

A head of light blue hair covered the whole face of the little boy. The little boy didn't let the middle-aged man help him, so he stood up calmly and patted the dust on his body, stretched out the wallet in his hand and said, "Your wallet !"

The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback for a moment, took the wallet that he had dropped out at some point, watched the little boy slowly leave, and turned into the alley.The middle-aged man was still a little dazed, feeling that something was wrong with the little boy who just bumped into him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he shook his head and continued on his own way, his wife was still waiting for him to go home for dinner .

The other side of the alley.

I bent one foot, propped it on the wall, and leaned my back against the wall, waiting for Kubi to come over and handed me the wallet.

I took the wallet, opened it, only picked up the ID card and two banknotes, and threw the wallet into the trash can.

"Why do you want a copy? Wouldn't it be better to take the real one away?" Kubi asked.

"If that person just found out that his ID card disappeared, it will definitely cause some trouble. If he finds us because of this, it will be terrible!" I said while talking about the things in Yangyang's hand, "There is no trace of coveting that small gain, With this, it is enough to get what I want!"

The Sixth Rule of the Fraudster: Resist temptations for the greater good.

I took Kubi, first used the man's ID card to apply for a passport, then took the remaining two banknotes in my hand, went to an Internet cafe, and asked for a private room.

It was obviously the first time for Kubi to see a computer, and he found it particularly strange.I started a game to pass the time for him, and I started another one and started working.

In my previous life, except for missions, I spent most of my time on the computer. I was so excited to see this guy again in this world.It took an hour to get familiar with the differences between the computers in the next two worlds, and I was excited to find that the network of the Hunter World was even more advanced than that of the previous life.

After comparing the virtual codes and playing with them for a while, I started to connect the new bank to the Internet and opened the banking system.

Psychology, disguise and computer can be regarded as the three basic courses for advanced fraudsters.I am not alone in playing technology wars with the banking system.

What I have to do now is to transfer the balance of various discarded cards in the bank to the bank account I just opened. .

After locking the target, in less than half an hour, the money on the new card exceeded ten figures.

Just when he was about to quit, his eyes swept away and he saw a familiar name!

Hisoka!

I checked on a whim, and then I was really taken aback.Can't help but whistle for the string of zeros after the amount!

Do the math, the little guy is only 15 years old, so rich.Could it be because he has no worries about food and clothing and is extremely bored, so he looks for opponents everywhere?

I secretly thought for myself, shook my head with a smile, closed the banking system, and entered another webpage.

In less than 10 minutes, the names of Kubi and Chiba appeared on the government registry webpage.

After all this is done, all traces of operations have been cleaned.

Turning around, I happened to see Kubi's face curiously leaning next to me, the eye protruding from the slit in the hair, looking at me motionlessly.

I was so scared that I almost jumped up: "Ku-Kubi! Make a noise! ​​You scared me to death!" I kept trying to persuade Kubi to pull up his hair and tie it behind his head, like a little gentleman, But he was ruthlessly rejected by Kube every time.He seems to think...hiding it behind his hair makes him feel more secure?

I don't know anything about security.In my world, as long as you have absolute strength, you will not be afraid of any threats.

"I just want to know, what have you been doing just now?" Kubi asked without feeling wrong at all.

After living with Kubi for half a year, I naturally know how gloomy and quiet this person is, and he doesn't know how to get along with people normally.

"Use some reasonable means to obtain the capital we need later." I replied.

"For robbers, you don't need a reasonable way!" Kubi said blankly, "You don't need to be soft-hearted! You can get into bank accounts, and you should be able to transfer money from those accounts to your own account! Why do you want to Have your heart softened?"

I really should thank Kuroro for his weird habit of reading books in the garbage dump. Kubi was also curious about what Kuroro was so engrossed in watching, so that he could not be illiterate, and he also had a strangely consistent thinking with Kuroro.

Why are you softhearted?

I smiled and took out two documents that were printed out by a printer beside me: "Probably because I committed bad things in my previous life, and now I have come to atone for my sins in this life!"

Don't say that Kubi doesn't believe me, even I don't believe it myself.

"Let's go!" I said to Kubi while turning off the computer.

"Where?"

I raised the information in my hand and said, "Get two ID cards! I always believe that having a suitable identity can help you accomplish many impossible things!" What's so good about being a criminal?Don't you know that the small hermit hides in the wild, and the big hermit hides in the city?

After completing the ID card application, I immediately re-applied for the ID card. Kubi and I each had one ID card, and transferred the money previously transferred to the account into our two accounts in separate pens and time periods.

When I scanned the Internet again, I saw something that I was very interested in - GreedIsland.

Greed Island, a hunting game published in 10 by Kim Fraser and his 1987 buddies.Only for hunters, limited production of 100 sets, and there is no preparation for reproduction.The price of each set is as high as 58 billion, and only cash transactions are allowed.

Twelve years later, the rich man Batra even paid 12 billion to buy GreedIsland's game and level-breaking memory card.All the important characters in the hunter also went to the game in person.

Now is the time for GI to be released, and the order has exceeded 2 million copies. Whether it is for long-term investment or out of curiosity, I still want to see this game.

I'm afraid you can't find it through normal channels. The only way is to find Jin Fulishi himself.It's a pity that the hunter website is highly encrypted. If you don't have a hunter license, it will take a lot of experience to get in.Otherwise, Kim could be found before he became top secret.

I pondered in my heart.

"G—I?" Kube asked.

Subconsciously, I changed the webpage calmly: "A new game, the highest responsible person is 20 years old, so young!"

Kubi didn't ask much, just said: "I bought what you wanted! Are you going back?"

I nodded, closed the website, and went back to the place where I lived temporarily with Kubi.

Let Kubi buy some computer parts.I am not used to the computer in Hunter World, so I still assemble one according to my own interests, and add some functions that ordinary computers do not have.

Most of the time, Kubi is quieter than me. Seeing that I was concentrating on the scattered objects in front of me, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

You don't need to look to know that Kubi is practicing the basic skill of mind power: "wrapping"!

This is like a test of understanding. Without professional and systematic training, different people learn to use thoughts in different ways, but in the end they end up in the same way.In the final analysis, the methods that can finally be used for combat are essentially the same.

It's a pity that I still don't have any comprehension of mind power, and I can't comprehend other things at all except for the trait "spiritual bewitchment" that I carried with me from birth.You know, the trait system can display 80.00% of the materialization. Kuroro realized it before I was born, and I still don't have any clue.Of course, I'm not very interested in spending time on it. After all, these miraculous things are really different from the three views of the previous life.

Although I haven't touched these parts for a long time, the memories from the previous life have not been lost much. The fingers moved before they passed the brain. Soon, a book-sized computer was born in the hands.

Looking at the remaining parts, I decided to assemble the same thing as two watches without waste, although these materials make the two watches look not very beautiful.

I took one and put it in my pocket, and threw the other directly at Kubi.

Kubi, who was still practicing the "wrapping" skill, seemed to have an invisible protective cover around him, and the protective cover spontaneously bounced the verbs I threw.Kubi raised his eyesless head, glanced at the watch that had been flicked aside, and then glanced at me who was circling him in surprise, trying to figure out what kind of structure this invisible protective cover was.

He asked a little confused: "What is this?"

"A walkie-talkie!" I said, "you and me, you can keep in touch at any time. There is also a locator on it, you can find out where the other party is. Just wear it on your hand!" It's not easy to get in touch!The GDP directly connected to this walkie-talkie is the most advanced, so that wherever you go, you can quickly contact it, which should be more convenient.

Kubi picked up the walkie-talkie and put it on his hand without much concern, before asking, "What shall we do next? Do you know where the Phantom Troupe is exactly?"

"Anyway, it's already out of Meteor Street, don't worry!" I hugged the newly assembled small computer, checked the various chips that were still missing, and said with a smile: "The footsteps of the spiders should now be on the Batoqia Republic. There's what he wants there. Later, we'll be able to keep up with them