Humanoid weapons laid-off and re-employment

"Are you teasing me?" Xia Ye asked, "Look at me, even in ancient times, I'm still a minor, don't you feel guilty?"

Xing Luo laughed: "How can it be teasing? I am showing my charm. So, think about it?"

"I'm still a child." By this time, Xia Ye remembered that he was a 'child' again.

"Knowing that you are Honglian, how can I still treat you as an ordinary child? Although I don't know what adventures you have, but in terms of character, you should be the same as an adult, maybe even a little more mature, enough to make Make a rational decision and be responsible for it. If I still see you as a child, I really underestimate you."

For the long-lived monster, it doesn't make any difference whether it is 16 years old or not. Xing Luo doesn't judge a person by age, but by heart.If he still had doubts before, after knowing that Xia Ye is Honglian, he thinks that Xia Ye can already make a promise.

This kind of commitment is not the result of a moment of passion, but a decision after careful consideration.

Xing Luo hoped that Xia Ye could seriously consider it.

"Flowers are all short-lived, the same lifespan as humans."

"I know."

Xia Ye thought for a while, and he held Xing Luo's hand behind his back: "Isn't it because living alone is boring when you fall in love, so you want to try if two people can be more interesting? I think I can live alone. It’s very interesting, I don’t know why I fell in love, it’s really tiring to be responsible for myself and another person. So if I promise you now, it must be a lie to you, trying to show your skills.”

"People can also draw a picture."

"Picture what? Picture you taller than me? Picture you stronger than me?"

Xingluo worked hard to find her own advantages: "Have good looks, have a figure, have money and power, I will take you to the sky to catch the moon, and I will take you to the five oceans to catch turtles."

"But what you said," Xia Ye narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I have them all." I'm sorry, I seem to have become a high-quality object.

It was rare for Xing Luo to choke, and he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, all the housework is included, three meals are included, and I play games with you, how about it."

Xia Ye hesitated for an instant...

No, no, no, no, just say it without thinking about it, and you can't slap yourself in the face.

"Ahem, anyway, when I think it's interesting to be with someone, I will think about it."

Xia Ye, who was light without a backpack, walked ahead with a smile, while Xing Luo followed quickly. They walked side by side. Although they didn't touch, they felt a kind of intimacy as a companion.

There were very few people on the plane, some of them were foreigners preparing to return home.

At this time, I still choose to go abroad, either for major interests, or because of the existence that I can't let go of.

Xia Ye sat with Xing Luo, beside him was the aisle, there was a pair of young men and women with serious faces, they didn't speak much, and there was no expression on their faces.

And in front of them was an elderly woman who had been praying since she got on the plane.Xia Ye listened to her trembling voice, which mentioned her child abroad, and she was praying for safety.

Coincidentally, on the other side of the old woman's aisle, there happened to be a middle-aged man holding a crystal rosary, and a string of beads made of the seeds of an unknown plant was hanging on his wrist.

It seems that when people are very helpless and cannot be overcome by human power, everyone will entrust their hearts to religion.

Xia Ye observed the passengers around him with curiosity in his eyes.

"Is this your first time flying?" Xing Luo asked him in a low voice.

Xia Ye thought for a while and nodded. Those were spaceships in her previous life, so it was indeed her first time to fly by plane.Teleportation is so convenient, if it wasn't for Xing Luo's request, he wouldn't take the plane anyway.

Xing Luo took out a magazine: "If you're bored, read this, or take a nap?"

They come to the party as two real people who have no spatial abilities and have to travel by plane.For people who are accustomed to teleportation, it is like having a motorcycle but having to choose to walk, which is both troublesome and unaccustomed.

Xia Ye felt that he was not used to it, but it was okay, he was not used to trains at first, but occasionally he would choose to take trains.So he opened the anime magazine that Xing Luo brought, and looked slowly.

"Is the date from a month ago?" He pointed to the date on it.

"It's the Xia Wen edition of a certain magazine in Sunrise Country. It has changed from weekly to January. This is the last issue." Xing Luo knew that Xia Ye likes anime, so he specifically ordered this magazine.

"Speaking of which, the new show has also stopped broadcasting recently." The new changes in the world have more or less affected his life.

At this time, the stewardess came over and reminded the passengers to put away their luggage and other personal items with a reassuring smile, and the two quieted down.

When the plane started to take off, the pressure suddenly arose. Xia Ye put down the book in his hand and rubbed his ears.His ears were very uncomfortable, as if they were blocked by a membrane for a moment, and he knew it was tinnitus.

Xing Luo looked sideways at Xia Ye shaking his head, shaking his head again, and then opened his mouth as if to swallow.

"How? Are you still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Xia Ye rubbed his ears again, then lowered his head and continued to open the magazine. His ears were all red, pink.

After flying into the stratosphere, the plane stabilized without any sense of turbulence.But the passengers on the plane were still expressionless, they didn't relax for a moment, and they all looked preoccupied.

Xia Ye flipped through the magazine, time passed by little by little.

The stewardess pushed the car over and asked everyone's preferences tirelessly.

Everyone was in a depressed mood. Sometimes the passengers would speak very rudely, and some would transfer their anxiety to other places, such as changing the food constantly, and they all responded with a smile.

"It's amazing." I can't do it myself, so Xia Ye thinks they are amazing, "When facing unreasonable guys, they can still serve with a smile while suppressing their emotions."

"It's just that there is no way to do it because of work needs," Xing Luo continued, "Every profession has its own pain and grievances, but everyone is still working hard and earnestly."

Seeking compromise is probably something that everyone who enters the society must learn. No matter how strong you are, there will be times when you have to compromise.

The only difference is that weak people need to compromise more and more intensively.

Xia Ye understands this truth, and this does not prevent him from thinking that these beautiful stewardesses are amazing. He thinks that everyone who can take their work seriously is amazing.

"That's why I'm making a trip," Xia Ye said.

They should worry about the little things in their lives and work, not about survival.

The stewardess' trolley had already arrived in front of them. Xia Ye ordered sandwiches and hot milk, while Xing Luo ordered mushroom baked rice and coffee, as well as a banana and a few small breads.

The taste of the plane meal can only be said to be okay, barely enough for the picky summer night.

He finished eating seriously. This year, because of the ghosts, the price of food all over the world has increased. It is shameful to waste it at this time.

"Don't force yourself if you don't like it." Xing Luo frowned when he saw him take a bite, knowing that he didn't like the taste.

"In some places people have to rummage through garbage to feed their hunger. I'm going to be beaten for being so picky." Even though Xia Ye didn't like the scallion buns, she ate them with milk.

Xing Luo tore open the bag of wet tissue and handed him the tissue: "You can give me what you don't like. Well, if you don't mind."

"You don't mind, what can I mind?"

The two were talking and laughing when the plane suddenly shook. It wasn't a very slight normal shaking, but...

Xia Ye's intuition told him that something was wrong, and he was about to figure out what was going on, when a translucent blue-gray head emerged from the back of the chair.Then there's the ceiling, the blanket for the walkway, the walls of the plane.

Reminiscent of mold under a microscope.

These strangely shaped heads without hair are all blue-white like that of the dead, with protruding eyeballs and black spider silk lines on the surface, grinning loudly, but without teeth, with black holes in the mouth.

"Ah—" Screams came from all around.

They subconsciously smashed it with the things in their hands, but it penetrated the blue-gray head.

"What?" Xia Ye looked at this thing that popped up suddenly. There was never such a thing before, and the plane was clean.

"Dead spirits," Xing Luo explained, "it is said that people who are about to die will see them. In fact, they are very unlucky. People who are extremely bad luck can easily see them. They are just ugly and harmless in themselves. There were casualties, so it was very unpopular."

Those in front and behind screamed one after another, and the well-trained stewardesses all looked panic-stricken. They had never encountered such a supernatural event before.

"I didn't have any sign of danger before I got on the plane." Xia Ye frowned, "If there was a planned conspiracy, I would feel it too. Then it can only happen suddenly."

These bluish-white undead crawled out from everywhere, their heads were of normal size, but their bodies were as big as newborn babies, they crawled around on the ground, grabbed the chairs and opened their bloody mouths to the passengers in a friendly smile.

Two even put their heads in front of Xia Ye, frantically showing their presence in front of him.

"Don't make trouble." Xia Ye pushed one away, and he no longer restrained his breath.

There was an instant emptiness around the two of them, and these weak little monsters who could only play tricks were keenly aware that this was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

The people around them squeezed over and looked at them flatteringly: "Excuse me, are you? That?"

"Warlock, nice to meet you." Xia Ye habitually took out his business card, remembering that he was putting on someone else's identity, "Don't be afraid, they just like to play tricks, and they can't hurt people by themselves."

These people didn't fully believe it, and still huddled around him: "Master, what's going on? Please save us."

"Small things, not supernatural events." Xia Ye reassured them, "Being able to see them can only mean that I am at a low point in my life now, and my luck is very bad."

Far from being reassuring, this explanation intensified the fear.

"Master, so many people can see it, doesn't it mean that the people on the plane are extremely unlucky? Isn't that..."

The word was on the lips, but everyone realized what it was—a plane crash.

Crying came from the already chaotic cabin. It wasn't just one person crying, but many people, one in the east and one in the west.

"If we have something to do, what about the child? He is still waiting for us to pick him up!" The young man and woman on the left hugged each other tightly, the young woman's eyes were red, and her voice was so shrill that it broke.

The voice of the prayer in the front row started again, trembling even more violently, accompanied by the constant plucking of the crystal rosary next door.

"Calm down, it's not impossible. What's more, being unlucky can only mean that there may be an accident, not that there must be something. Maybe there is no danger? Don't worry, I can guarantee that everyone will be able to return to the ground safely this time."

If you can't, you have to be able.

must be able to.

Xia Ye stretched out his hand to pat Xing Luo, and Xing Luo closed his eyes. A few seconds later, he opened them again, and the secret words were transmitted directly to Xia Ye's ears: "I met a flock of birds."

"This is not in the troposphere, how can we still meet at such a high level?" This is simply unscientific.

"It's not an accident," Xing Luo said. "I've encountered this situation before. It's either a curse or a spell. The bird is just a medium to make the curse concrete."

Once you know the reason, it's easier to fix it.

Xia Ye stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

The huge shattered glass in the pilot's cab was repaired little by little in front of them, and those on the ground and those that had fallen returned to their original positions, as if turning back time.

The time of the broken glass is quickly rewound to 1 minute ago.

The cab suddenly became quiet, and the temperature slowly rose.

The captain, who was hypoxic for a while, quickly pulled off the breathing mask and took a big breath. He still couldn't believe what happened before.

If the traces of destruction were not still there, it would be an illusion.

The co-pilot opened the door, and when he walked out, the bluish-white ghosts in the cabin were disappearing quickly, so he didn't see any of them.

"What are you doing?" He looked at the somewhat chaotic scene in surprise.

The stewardess stood up holding the chair, holding the microphone in her hand: "Passengers, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts."

A passenger's legs softened and he sat on the ground: "They disappeared?"

Then he burst into tears.

The door leading to the cab had been closed before, and the incident happened for a short time, and neither side knew what happened to each other.

A stewardess who had been sitting in the safety seat grabbed the co-pilot, and they went to the workshop: "I have a situation report."

Xia Ye re-opened his magazine, with one hand under it, with golden lines and spots of light on his fingers: "What is this, you're under attack?"

"The other party didn't come for us, and you didn't even have a premonition. This is an unexpected event. Like, when you are shopping, you suddenly want to buy something to eat. It is an unplanned accident. A sudden whim can create such a Chaos, a very talented guy."

"I don't like this kind of accident, and I hate doing things arbitrarily with a little ability."

Xing Luo knew that Xia Ye was back-calculating, so he didn't bother him.Don't look at Xia Ye's mouth, but he is actually quite concerned about human problems. This problem can spread to the fate of human beings, or it can be specific to a certain person.

Xia Ye closed the book with a 'snap', with a shark-like smile on his face: "I found you."

The author has something to say: an accident: he was a kid, he was just joking.

Shark Xia: Kid, I was joking with you too~