What if I become Verlaine?

In the bitter cold wind, a huge dragon shuttled through the clouds.

Thick clouds covered the dragon's figure, and Wei Lun sat on the dragon's head, while taking care to control the dragon not to fly crookedly, while comforting Rimbaud in his heart.

Rambo was furious.

Rimbaud never expected that Wei Lun could take his body away. He was not angry that Wei Lun did this, but angry that Wei Lun, the dog, hid it from him again!

Rimbaud cursed in his heart: "You tell me the truth! Is there really nothing else to confess to me?"

Wei Lun groaned for a while before saying, "Well, in fact, my Nianmon can still leave your body, but it can't be too far away from you, just like Pokémon..."

The corner of Rimbaud's mouth twitched after hearing this, and he sneered, "You Pokémon are so ugly!!"

Wei Lun couldn't help but retort: ​​"My body is ugly, but my separated Nian Beast is not ugly, and it can be molded into shape. You can make one yourself, whatever you want."

Rimbaud was startled: "It's okay?!"

Wei Lun explained aggrievedly: "Although this is a trait-type ability, but I am a transformation-type ability. Of course, Nian Beast has a strong ability to change."

Rimbaud suddenly remembered something: "Then when I was locked in the monitoring room, did you really not come to see me?"

Wei Lun immediately confessed: "Why? I go to see you every night, for fear that Hugo will embarrass you!"

Rimbaud sneered: "No wonder I sleep so hard every night. I also find it strange that my sleep quality is actually good in such a strange and vigilant place as the monitoring room..."

Wei Lun said in a flattering tone: "I won't tell you, but I'm also worried that there are people with stereotypes on the French side. Before we came, we speculated that there were traitors in the French government."

"If traitors or spies get my information from you, in case they trap you, even if my consciousness enters your body, they will not be able to rush to the side of the supernatural body immediately, and the supernatural body will still be taken away by their instructions. .”

Wei Lun felt that Rimbaud's anger was dissipating, and immediately continued his efforts: "Before I came, I didn't trust your teacher and colleagues at all. You also know that my past luck was too bad, so I had to prepare for the worst."

"Attil, you trust the French, but I don't trust anyone."

"Even you, I need to carefully screen every word you say to me, not because I don't trust you, but in case you are misled, if I blindly believe you, I will also be misled."

Speaking of this, Wei Lun felt a little heavy.

"This kind of thing is very common on our side. Once when we went to explore the ruins, a partner was controlled by the ability, but he didn't realize it, and we didn't pay attention at first. It was Jin who was keenly aware of something wrong and informed us secretly. This is..."

"But until that partner was killed by us, he didn't understand why we attacked him. He thought we betrayed him."

Wei Lun said with a bitter smile: "Always be vigilant, and always carefully observe your partners and enemies around you. This is not only to protect yourself, but also to pull your partners and friends out of the abyss before they fall into the abyss."

"We hunters are such an existence, hunting and being hunted at any time, this habit has been engraved into my soul and instinct, so..."

"I apologize for the concealment this time, but if I did it all over again, I would still do it."

Rimbaud listened quietly, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"...I understand, this is our different perceptions of trust and danger, which led to differences."

But in the next second, Rimbaud changed his voice: "But since you said that, I don't believe that you have no backup. If I am really trapped and cannot come in time, the supernatural body will really be packaged by the traitor with instructions." Take it away?"

Wei Lun clicked his tongue, Rimbaud was still so sharp.

"...No, the night I released my mind ability to you, I used your spatial ability to find the command controller and gave myself a command."

Wei Lun cleared his throat, and he said: "I have imposed a restriction in meteor street language, if someone reads a control command to me, the supernatural body will completely lose control and go crazy."

Wei Lun said indifferently: "Anyway, except Chuya and you, no one here can speak meteor street language. When you return to Kajin Country, you can give me another command to switch the language to the small language here. Nothing will be lost."

After hearing this, Rimbaud didn't know what to say, Wei Lun really thought of everything perfectly.

Although he was a little angry that Wei Lun didn't believe him, but thinking about it from another angle, Wei Lun must have suffered a lot and learned a lot for being able to think so meticulously, so that he is as powerful as he is now.

For a moment, Rimbaud actually felt a little distressed.

But soon Rimbaud realized that his state of mind was a little subtle, and Rimbaud thought tangledly that he was really hopeless.

In the end Rimbaud could only say: "... let me out."

Wei Lun asked cautiously: "Are you still angry?"

Rimbaud sighed helplessly: "Don't be angry anymore."

Only then did Wei Lun honestly switch over the control of his body, and his soul fell into a very warm place, which even made him a little drowsy.

As soon as Rimbaud came out, he faced the low temperature and high pressure of the high altitude. He quickly released the subspace to protect himself, and at the same time put a coat on his body.

Rimbaud held onto the scales of the Chaos Dragon tightly to keep his body stable. Only then did the black-haired young man realize that Wei Lun used gravity to stick himself to the Chaos Dragon, otherwise he would be easily blown away by the strong wind.

The corner of Rimbaud's mouth twitched. He tried to make the dragon land, but the dragon didn't respond.

Wei Lun said lazily: "Are you going to land on the snowy mountain in Scandinavia? Wait a little longer, climb over this mountain and land again."

Rimbaud found it very novel: "Do I need to control Virgil through you? Are you the control terminal of this dragon?"

Wei Lun: "Almost."

Rimbaud couldn't help touching the dragon's scales. The dragon's body was big enough for Rimbaud to walk back and forth on it.

Rimbaud simply supported the thorns and bony spurs on the side of the wings, touched and looked at them, his face was full of freshness.

To be honest, every man has a dream of riding a dragon, and Rimbaud is no exception.

Dragon hey!He is riding a dragon!

Wei Lun felt Rimbaud's excitement, he smiled and said to Rimbaud: "We can land on the mountainside where no one is there, and you can ask the puppets to come out and take pictures."

Rimbaud's eyes lit up, and he looked at the sky: "Wait until dawn before landing, because you won't be able to take any good photos at night."

Wei Lun and Rimbaud were discussing with great interest how to take pictures as souvenirs while flying. In Denmark's seaside city, the chicken feathers left by Wei Lun have just begun to fly around.

Looking at the town that was almost razed to the ground, Anders, the only transcendent in Denmark, was so angry that his hair stood on his head, wishing he could directly set off a tsunami and drown all the transcendents present.

Fortunately, Kant, who lives in seclusion here, said that after he found a transcendent in his secluded place, he immediately controlled the mayor by means and asked the mayor to evacuate most of the people.

Andersen's face improved a little after hearing this, and he immediately contacted the official rescue people, and was going to contact Britain, Germany and France to knock out a resettlement fee and town reconstruction fee.

Brother Green still has the poison of the crystal bird bone on him, so Brother Green first drove his brother back home in a pumpkin carriage.

Schiller stayed, and he followed Kant. There was a tendency that if you don't go with me, I won't go either.

...With Hugo and Shakespeare present, the injured Schiller dared not leave Kant. What if he was ambushed?

Seeing that Shakespeare couldn't take advantage, he simply nodded with Hugo, and took Conan Doyle back to England by boat directly through the Danish official.

Shakespeare, of course, takes the half-dead Bram.

——Shakespeare can't beat dragons, but it's no problem to catch a vampire! !

Although Baudelaire intends to silence everyone present, unfortunately, the consequences of the three-party containment are that the three parties can't do anything. Baudelaire's ability is more suitable for assassination, and Hugo still needs to protect Guy. If Germany and Germany join forces, France will lose more than it gains.

So Hugo stepped forward to negotiate with Andersen and successfully opened a private jet route, and the three left Denmark.

Schiller helped Andersen clean up the scene and found Fukuchi Sakurachi who was buried under the rubble.

Fukuchi Sakura was seriously injured. He had tried to catch Bram, but the battle between the Transcenders caused him to pass out. Bram was also taken away by Shakespeare, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

But he didn't show it on the face, and he took the initiative to ask whether the British enemy was still there, and reminded the German side in disguise that they had contributed to the Far East, and they should give some benefits no matter what.

Schiller felt that this plan not only allowed Kant to make a move, but also obtained a lot of precious information, such as the dragon last night.

For the sake of the dragon, it doesn't matter if Germany gives some benefits to the Far East authorities, so he and Fukuchi Sakura Chi talked pretty well.

Goethe arrived late, and he chatted with Kant for a long time. Finally, Kant sighed and said that he could return to Germany to settle down, but he would no longer get involved in German politics, and he would not be asked to perform any tasks.

Goethe was overjoyed after hearing this, it doesn’t matter, as long as Kant lives in Berlin, transcendents and capable persons of any country dare not make troubles in Berlin at will, and he is also liberated, and can leave Berlin for key tasks!

For example, this time only Schiller and the Brothers Grimm can make a move, but next time Goethe can go abroad! !

Goethe thought about it in his heart. The goal of this operation was basically achieved. Mr. Kant returned to China. Although he did not kill the French transcendent and supernatural beings, they got precious information.

The supernatural body can become a dragon, and the dragon can be controlled at the same time, but another transcendent is needed to take on the puppet and puppet, which obviously requires strong trust from both parties.

Then Goethe recalled what Schiller mentioned, Baudelaire's bewildered expression at that time.

Obviously, Verlaine of France did this secretly, and the French authorities did not know that the supernatural body could actively control other transcendents to become their own puppets.

Goethe thought, maybe this is an opportunity, he can mobilize people to provoke the relationship between Verlaine and France, even if they can't get the supernatural body in Germany, they can't let France reach a close cooperation with the artificial supernatural body.

What Goethe thought Shakespeare thought.

Sitting on the ferry back home, Shakespeare looked at the vast sea and fell into thought.

France's artificial abilities are too powerful, but this power is the sacrifice of the self-awareness of the transcendent named Arthur Rimbaud, superimposing the power of two transcendents, and allowing one consciousness to control it. With the dragon soaring in the sky and facing the falling stars.

"The success rate is not high, and it is too difficult to replicate."

Shakespeare thought for a second, instead of expecting a domestic re-enactment of this supernatural body, it is better to expect Mary Shelley to create a large number of artificial intelligence combat bodies.

"But Verlaine and France cannot be allowed to deepen their relationship."

Shakespeare sent a message to the country: "There must be a way to drive a wedge between Verlaine and the Commune."

This is not difficult. After all, even the people in the commune don't know that the blond-haired supernatural body manipulated Rimbaud. It was his own hands and feet in private.

So here comes the question, are other transcendents in the commune really not worried about becoming the next Arthur Rimbaud, losing consciousness and becoming puppets controlled by Verlaine?

"War is a continuation of politics."

Shakespeare laughed lightly, he turned back to the cabin, and said in a manly voice: "I hope that dragon can understand the horror and danger of invisible war."

At the same time, there was indeed chaos in the Paris Commune.

Hugo, Baudelaire, and Flaubert back in Paris and Balzac in Yokohama held an emergency meeting.

At the meeting, Flaubert bombarded Baudelaire, saying that he had concealed the fact that Verlaine could control the transcendent. Balzac also looked at Baudelaire suspiciously, thinking that he might be Baudelaire when he was pushed into the Far East. Er's conspiracy.

Baudelaire said with a livid face that he had no knowledge of this.

Flaubert and Balzac were utterly unconvinced.

Hugo felt that Baudelaire really didn't know, and Hugo offered to help, but was attacked by Flaubert and Balzac, and the meeting room became noisy for a while.

Soon, Stendhal and Alexandre Dumas, who worked in the Ability Bureau, also came over via video.

The two of them were dumbfounded after receiving the informant. Can the supernatural body become a dragon and be controlled?Can such a good thing come again?

After Mu Shen was killed by Rimbaud, Rimbaud also burned the research materials of Mu Shen.

But the French government stands behind Mu Shen, and the government must have some information.

In addition, some time ago, Baudelaire hunted down domestic traitors and spies and retrieved some materials. If we intensify our research efforts, we might be able to reproduce Verlaine.

Baudelaire said in his heart that it was already very bad to show up Wei Lun, who plotted against Rimbaud, and another one who harmed France beyond, are you kidding?

Baudelaire insisted on objecting, Hugo also disagreed, Flaubert considered his silly and sweet student Maupassant also objected, Balzac remained neutral, so the matter was temporarily suppressed.

But just when the commune had just reached a consensus, St. Bove brought Zola to the door in person to negotiate the restart of the production of the supernatural body.

For a while, the conference room continued to be noisy, noisy, and noisy like fuel on a fire.

Just when the conference room was about to be blown up by these transcendents, someone suddenly broke in.

St. Bove was furious. Someone dared to disrupt their meeting?

"Are you looking for death? Who put people in!?"

Unexpectedly, the person who came to report the letter was full of panic: "Something happened! Something big happened!!"

After Maupassant came back, he was sent to the hospital for a physical examination. After one night and half a day, the physical examination report came out.

"Mr. Maupassant is pregnant!!!!!!"

Everyone: "..."

Flaubert was the first to react. He walked like flying, grabbed the person who reported the letter by the neck, and said with a grin: "Nonsense! You should be killed!"

The man was choked out with a groan, but then Flaubert's cell phone rang.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is specific, and Flaubert recognized it, so he could only answer the phone with one hand first.

In the next second, Flaubert heard the person on the opposite side say: "Gustave! Something happened to your student, come to the hospital!"

The person who spoke was a doctor who specialized in treating transcendents. Baudelaire and the others were very familiar with doctors and knew that doctors would not make jokes. After hearing this sentence, everyone's expressions changed.

Hugo immediately stepped forward and pressed Flaubert's hand, and the hapless messenger fell to the ground with a thump and gasped for breath.

Hugo reached out to help him up, and he said in a calm tone, "Sorry, Gustave is too anxious, please speak slowly, what's wrong with Guy?"

The reporter rubbed his neck, and then whispered: "During the physical examination, Mr. Maupassant had a new supernatural power fluctuation in his body. The doctor thought that Mr. Maupassant had a supernatural power. Who would have thought..."

On the phone, the doctor also said: "Anyway, come quickly, Guy seems to be stupid."

Everyone: "..."

All the transcendents in France gathered in Maupassant's ward. They all had a medical report on Maupassant, and their expressions were very exciting.

——Even Balzac in the Far East, Alexandre Dumas and Stendhal of the Ability Bureau opened a special line to connect to Maupassant's ward.

The report shows that there is indeed a developing, living embryo in Maupassant's body that emits weak energy fluctuations.

If the child can be born smoothly, he or she must be a person with supernatural powers. If he or she is trained and taught, he or she will definitely become a new transcendent.

Flaubert looked at the bewildered students with grief in his heart, but tried to put on a gentle look on his face.

"Gu Yi, tell me, how did you get tricked? Did the enemy use his ability against you? Tell the teacher, the teacher will help you vent your anger!"

Speaking of the latter, Flaubert's expression was ferocious like a ghost.

Maupassant suddenly came back to his senses. Ever since the doctor told him the news, the child had been absent-minded. Hearing what the teacher said at this moment, Maupassant yelled: "It's Wei Lun! He said there was a way to make me fake pregnancy! I just I wanted to play a prank and let others feel what it was like to be pregnant, but he didn't tell me it was real!!"

Flaubert was furious after hearing this, and he glared at Baudelaire viciously: "It's you!"

Baudelaire's eyes went dark, and ten thousand muddy horses ran wildly in his heart.

Just when Baudelaire wanted to explain, Maupassant excused him instead: "...Well, it should have nothing to do with Mr. Baudelaire, because it is said that Wei Lun originally wanted to assassinate Mr. Baudelaire."

Baudelaire gasped, his face turned green: "What?! He made me pregnant?!"

Hugo coughed again and again, and the expressions of the others twisted.

Maupassant: "But he said you signed Rimbaud's retirement paper, so he let you go."

Flaubert glanced at Baudelaire speechlessly, and he coaxed Maupassant like a child: "Then how did you get tricked?"

Maupassant touched his neck: "The emerald necklace is gone, there is a supernatural item in it that can conceive..."

Flaubert didn't know what to say for a while, why is his student so stupid?This time I was only pregnant, what if there is something harmful next time?

The more Maupassant thought about it, the angrier he became, Wei Lun actually lied to himself, damn it!

He stretched out his hand to the doctor: "Call me, I'll find Wei Lun!"

With the acquiescence of Flaubert, the doctor returned the phone to Maupassant, and Maupassant called Wei Lun.

After Wei Lun and Rimbaud took pictures on the snow-capped mountains, they flew all the way to the northeast and came to a small town in the interior of Sweden. At this moment, they were having lunch in a restaurant.

Wei Lun connected the phone while drinking red wine: "Gu Yi? Are you back to China?"

Maupassant said angrily: "You lied to me! I'm really pregnant!!"

Wei Lun said casually, "It's about time."

Maupassant was dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

In the next second, Flaubert took Maupassant's phone and made an announcement.

Wei Lun's voice spread throughout the room: "Because that thing needs to be worn with you for a month, and it will take effect after a month."

Maupassant screamed: "No wonder you made a necklace!"

Wei Lun explained: "Yes, Baudelaire likes gorgeous things, and they were originally given to him."

Hearing this sentence, Baudelaire's face twitched.

The colleagues present didn't know whether to condemn or show gloating expressions. This is really an innocent disaster.

Wei Lun said: "You just want to play a prank, and you don't need to give birth. As long as you suppress your supernatural power, that child will disappear."

Maupassant was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became serious: "What do you mean?"

"Literally, you are a transcendent. The child you conceive not only needs human blood to support, but also needs supernatural power to support."

Wei Lun ate a locally made meatball in Sweden, and continued to casually say: "If you don't want it, the child will disappear immediately after you gather your strength, but on the contrary, if you want it, as long as you don't block the energy, how can you make trouble?" , this child will not disappear."

"It's convenient, right? It doesn't prevent you from dancing, drinking, staying up late and singing K."

"By the way, if you want to play pregnancy pranks on others, it is impossible for ordinary people to be tricked. Only people with supernatural abilities will get this status."

After hearing this, Maupassant was a little tangled up, so he seemed to be able to make a choice, as if... it was fun?

At this moment, Rimbaud, who was eating opposite Wei Lun, raised a fatal question.

"Wai Lun, wait a minute, Guy? Do you know who the other blood relative of the child is?"

Maupassant: "...???"

"What? Is this child not mine? Is there someone else's blood?"

Rimbaud suddenly glared at Wei Lun: "Didn't you tell him?"

Wei Lun shrugged: "It's just a prank, why say so much?"

Rimbaud kicked Wei Lun: "Have you been staring at Guy? Whose could it be?"

Wei Lun draws his tone: "Well..."

On the other end of the phone, there was silence in the ward, and a needle drop could be heard.

Wei Lun said: "First of all, it can't be mine. Although I have been by Guy's side all the time, I have the energy of convergence. I have never used the ability by my side."

Maupassant groaned strangely: "Not once? Really or not?"

"You are stupid, can't you see it? When we climbed the hills, I only relied on physical strength!"

Wei Lun complained and continued: "Excluding me, normally, the other half of the child should be Dude who has spent the longest time with you."

Maupassant was startled: "It's Alphonse?!"

Flaubert gritted his teeth, and began to think about how to torment Doude.

Baudelaire had an ominous premonition, he interjected, "Normally?"

Wei Lun: "Yes, under normal circumstances, the person who spends the longest time will be another blood relative of the child, but if someone releases a powerful ability during this period, the child will instinctively choose the stronger person as his blood relative."

"I remember that Mr. Hugo used Les Miserables to protect Guy when he was on the coast of Denmark, right?"

Wei Lun dropped a bomb: "So there is a high probability that this child belongs to Mr. Hugo."

Hugo was stunned. He never thought that this melon would end up eating him? !

"But there is also a small probability that it is Shakespeare's."

Wei Lun took a big breath, and he continued: "As I said before, children will instinctively capture stronger people to become their own blood relatives. When Shakespeare releases his ability, the surging vitality gathers on the land. If Mr. Hugo's tragic If the world blocks this life force, then it's fine, but if it's not blocked..."

"Choose one or the other? It's either Hugo's, or Shakespeare's, or maybe a threesome."

Wei Lun comforted Baudelaire: "Don't worry, Baudelaire, although you were also in Les Miserables at the time, you have no ability, so it cannot be yours."

Baudelaire: "..."

Ah shit!The old man was not comforted! !Almost!I almost became a father! !

And Hugo's eyes darkened, he, he seemed to have teamed up with Shakespeare once?

But in the next second, St. Bove suddenly came back to his senses, and he said loudly: "Wait, Verlaine, according to what you said, if Guy uses Ball of Fat on others, will other capable users also have a child of Hugo?" ?”

Hugo: ? ? ?

Although Wei Lun didn't know who the person was talking to - he had not been back to France for a long time and had never seen Saint-Beuve - but he thought that since he was by Maupassant's side, he should be a high-level French authority, so he affirmed answer.

"Yes, remember to ask Mr. Hugo to replenish some energy for Guy after brushing up his abilities. If you really want to conceive life, you'd better use the suet ball within a month, otherwise other ability users will only be a developmental baby even if they get pregnant. Unhealthy stillbirth, right?"

"Also, Guy is a transcendent, so in theory, he can give his ability to the transcendent, so that the child can develop normally."

Wei Lun smiled when he said this: "It's Mr. Hugo who worked hard, he needs to transmit energy to all pregnant people to ease the miscarriage..."

Hugo was instantly furious after hearing this: "This kind of thing is absolutely impossible! Verlaine, if you have the ability, come back immediately, and I will kill you!!"

Hugo angrily called Wei Lun's previous body's name directly, obviously he couldn't hold on even if he had a good temper.

Wei Lun was not afraid at all, he said lazily: "I want to play with Attil outside first, by the way, you can come to me anytime if you need pregnancy precautions."

After speaking, Willon hung up the phone quickly.

Hugo's face was livid with anger, his fingers trembling.

However, when he turned around and wanted Baudelaire to call Wei Lun back, he was shocked to find that everyone in the ward looked at him strangely.

Dumas reminded Flaubert in a low voice in the video: "Gustave, think about it carefully, that's Hugo's child! It's your grandfather!"

Flaubert raised his hand to cover his heart, he was so excited!

Hugo: Fuck your grandpa!

Balzac also persuaded: "I don't know if it is a boy or a girl, but no matter what, this child will be the king of the next generation. There are successors to us in France."

Hugo: Unable to refute!

Baudelaire gave Hugo a sympathetic look. Although most domestic transcendents are Hugo Hei, how do you say something?

The fighting power of black fans is the most terrifying!

such as……

Saint-Beuve made a startling announcement: "Guy, come on, get me a Hugo doll!"

Hugo: ? ? ?