[Comprehensive] All the games I've played have come true

Today is also a happy day for fruit farmer Hisoka.

The red-haired clown picked up the hoe again, facing the loess and back to the sky, and went to cultivate his lovely apple saplings in the field against the fine weather.

Of course, tilling is one thing, if he accidentally dies with a hoe, it is not his fault.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, it is normal for weak apple seedlings to rot in the ground, isn't it?

Anyone who is familiar with Hisoka knows that the little apples he calls are those potential stocks that have development potential in combat.

...And the end result of these apples is that most of them are rotten.

In the days after the hunter exam, Hisoka returned to the Sky Arena for excitement.

Coincidentally, the little apples, Xiaojie and Qiya, whom he had observed for a long time, also came here.

Hisoka naturally has to judge how Jay has grown through his battles in the Sky Arena.

The result made him very excited.

Even better, Hisoka accidentally found a new little apple during the interval between watching Xiaojie's game and watching the Sky Arena game to pass the time.

When I first found her, the little apple was still fighting some rotten moldy apples below the 100th floor.

Abandoning the factor of physical fitness, but in terms of combat awareness and skills, it is a practical style that can only be honed after hard work. While grasping the opponent's flaws, it can decisively defeat the enemy with no redundant movements.

In addition, another point that makes Hisoka feel a sense of déjà vu is that he is not afraid of pain, and sometimes he does not hesitate to use the method of exchanging injuries to win. The pursuit exceeds the instinct of self-preservation, and the goal is to kill the enemy, rather than abusing the boring TKO technique to win like some rotten fruit.

This is quite in the style of the residents of Meteor Street.

Paradoxically, however, there was no smell of blood on her body.

Coupled with the fact that the progress is so fast...

Then there are only two possibilities.

One, two words, talent.

Like Xiaojie, he has a fighting instinct, and his physical skills can keep up with the progress of consciousness.

Second, it can only be classified as an extremely boring big apple with superb acting skills. In the first floor of the Sky Arena, he deliberately pretended to be beaten to the ground, while the next floor pretended to have improved...Obviously this possibility Sex is negligible.

But no matter what the possibility is, for Hisoka——

Isn't it all good?

The former is a small green apple waiting to be watered, and the latter is a ripe big apple that can be eaten.

In a sense, with such a mentality, Hisoka, who is also a Sky Arena player, came to the exit of the player channel very well after Mystery's promotion match and waited.

At first, everything went as Hisoka expected.

Relying on his telekinetic ability, he could easily know how far Mystery was from here, and the regular, not vain footsteps made him look forward to it even more.

While perceiving, the red-haired clown leaned against the wall and casually took out a poker card he was carrying to play with.

Ah, only waiting, the fruit obtained after waiting will be sweeter.

Hisoka was just doing ordinary waiting.

But the expression on his face and the sudden change of breathing at that moment caused people around him, even those who didn't know Hisoka's origin, to take a detour by taking pictures of Hisoka's aura.

People in this world have always known that the danger of death is everywhere. In addition to hunters who can avoid crimes with their own licenses, there are even more uncontrollable people who have great strength.

Especially in the Sky Arena, you have to be more careful.

Facing a guy like Hisoka who is abnormal at a glance, it is the best choice to stay away from him.

Hisoka himself is used to it, and he doesn't care what these people think.

The footsteps gradually approached.

The red-haired clown raised his head in good time and walked straight over.

The girl in the T-shirt on the opposite side looked calm and calm, her eyes remained calm, her breathing and footsteps were as usual, and she was in an excellent state of mind.

This is also consistent with the characteristics she exhibited during the arena competition.

... Hisoka became even more excited and looking forward to it.

Before Hisoka could figure out how to water and fertilize the small fruit, the other party stepped away and wanted to leave without changing his face.

Hisoka blocked her way.

But soon the other party bypassed and planned to leave.

After several rounds in succession, Hisoka felt more and more that something was not quite right.

This person... is weird.

And it was a little strange that the two people circled each other just now.

……

... Hisoka tried to get things back into his own rhythm.

The 187cm tall clown looked down and said in his characteristic ups and downs: "Hello ◆"

Somewhat inconsistent with the delicate makeup and super high heels, the red-haired clown's voice is not feminine, on the contrary, it is also somewhat magnetic. At first glance, it will give people the illusion of talking in the ear.

The combination of all these weird elements not only does not contradict, but even has a wonderful sense of coordination... Or the sense of strangeness of an adult male?

However, Mystery's focus is obviously not on this aspect.

She slowly gave Hisoka a reply: "?"

It was clear that there was only a subtle expression on the expression, and there was no sound, but the strange thing was that Hisoka accurately received the "?"

That's right.

Hisoka knew that the other party was saying "?" The punctuation mark.

In addition to this superficial cognition, he also experienced another subtle meaning of ridicule and disgust in addition to doubts.

...Although Hisoka had observed Mystery with Concentration before and came to the conclusion that she has no mind ability, at this moment Hisoka's heart, which has been tested in various battles, is still unavoidably shaken!

To be able to accurately convey a punctuation mark... To be able to do such an unreasonable thing without using the ability of thinking?

However, Hisoka was a strong man with profound strength and firm will after all, and he quickly stabilized his mind.

There are many races in the world, there are many monsters, and there are also many wonderful things and strange people. It is not surprising that punctuation marks can be conveyed with ideas.

Hisoka didn't think such trivial matters were important.

He chose to return to the topic and discuss the matter as it stands.

Judging from his reasonable deduction——

"Of course, you must be very confused now."

Hisoka noticed that Mystery once fought against children who suppressed her ability to read.

If he didn't expect it, she, who has keen observation skills, must have noticed this too.

Hisoka released the pressure slightly.

For ordinary people, a slight amount of mental pressure can cause them huge psychological pressure and even collapse. For a fighter like Mistry who has received certain training... Although it is not so exaggerated, it is not easy.

What would she do in the face of such an unknown force?

The girl with champagne hair turned serious, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, she asked Sanlian: "Why can you send symbols?"

"...Why are you wearing p... circus clothes?"

Immediately afterwards, Mystery's pupils turned downward.

A beam of clearly calm eyes that made Hisoka feel inexplicably hot gradually descended, and finally landed near the ground.

Mystery asked the last soul torture: "How many centimeters are these high heels...?"

At this moment, Hisoka's thoughts stagnated for a moment.

And the people around also cast attention on Hisoka's feet intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were measuring the specific height of the pair of high heels with their own eyes.

Hisoka didn't care at all, on the contrary, he adapted quickly.

The red-haired clown is at ease, and even maintains a clown-style smile on his face. With the pulling of his facial muscles, the yellow five-pointed star and pink teardrops on Hisoka's makeup are also slightly gathered.

Give the onlookers a sense of unwarranted danger.

But in the next second, the content of Hisoka's words made the onlookers feel that the sense of danger was just their own illusion.

He said, "Is this a high heel? It's 8cm."

There's no need to answer questions like issuing symbols and clown suits.

After finishing speaking, Hisoka glanced at the other crowd from the corner of his eye, and then refocused on his little apple.

Hisoka is confident, self-confident...and thick-skinned.

Even when it comes to things that are closely related to women, such as high heels, the face is not red and the heart is not beating.

What happened to the high heels?

Women wear high heels, and of course men also wear them!

High heels were originally designed for men.

Just look at Hisoka, even if he is wearing 8cm high heels, he can walk on the ground as if nothing had happened, and he can even fight... Can other ordinary people do it?

Before Mysteri could say something surprising again, Hisoka made persistent efforts to launch a counterattack, interrupting the other party's topic.

——He abruptly and forcefully took over the dominance of the chat, how much of the reason was to avoid questions like "The high-heeled shoes are of good quality, what brand are they" and "What color foundation do you have"... Except Other than Hisoka himself, no one else knows.

Hisoka made a one-handed akimbo very naturally, his golden eyes became narrower and narrower while his lips curled up into a smile, his already high brows raised again, and his mouth naturally flowed out A monosyllabic chuckle from deep in the throat.

"Hum hum hum~"

His other hand went up and up, stretched out the index finger, wobbled it and lowered it.

This should mean to let the other party be quiet and let oneself speak.

"No way~Little Apple."

The red-haired clown put down his fingers, his eyes became cold and sharp, but his voice was still rising, with a sweet taste.

"Then it's time for me to ask questions," he said. "You have to follow the rules of the game."

"Of course, I'll follow the rules—"

Speaking of this, Hisoka's voice twisted strangely.

—I really want to destroy you right now.

——Be patient, it’s not yet ripe, so you can’t pick it now◆

In front of Hisoka, Mysteri was too lazy to speak, but her expression gradually changed from "who agreed to play this game with you" to "this person is so flirtatious when he talks".

Hisoka also noticed this change in expression...he smiled even wider.

"So, my question is..."

Following his words, the surrounding voices seemed to gradually disappear.

Obviously, a second ago, there were pedestrians walking and talking, but at this moment, the world suddenly fell silent.

From Hisoka's first word, he secretly mobilized the life energy in his body, increasing the release intensity of his mind ability.

For a senior psychic like him, controlling his ability is as easy as eating and drinking.

"What are you feeling right now?"

This is knowingly asking.

The magical ability that Hisoka displayed at this moment is undoubtedly the "mind" mastered by only a few people in this world, and it is also one of the necessary conditions for becoming a hunter.

To put it simply, it is a kind of life energy, which can be blessed in the body to enhance its various skills, and can also derive various wonderful skills from it.

If the ultimate goal is to strengthen the body, the ability to read is indeed a much more useful thing than the No.18 national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students and eye exercises.

But if ordinary people are suddenly washed away by the ability of reading, it may not be a good thing.

——Yeah, it might be dead or disabled, right?

Hisoka thought calmly, even if he was thinking about things in his heart, he unconsciously put on special symbols.

People without talent are forced to open their air holes, and if they can't restrain themselves in time, they will either die or be disabled.

Therefore, the Hunter Association and some other educators of mind ability do not advocate this quick method, but choose the method of self-cultivation step by step.

However, there is no time, right?

Hisoka himself was not that patient.

Now that it has been promoted to the 200th floor of the Sky Arena, this little apple that has not taken the hunter test will naturally not have a teacher assigned by the association to teach it, and there is no qualified guide around it-of course Hisoka will not know about Mist. Li once dealt with Yun Gu and mistook him for "Tuoer".

The world above the 200th floor is the world of those with the ability to read.

People without the ability to read will not even have a place to stand here.

Those people either left in despair, or were severely tortured by the guys who stayed on the 200th floor. The lucky ones saved their lives and their telekinetic abilities were aroused. The unlucky ones... just died.

Being forced to read is something that will happen sooner or later. After Hisoka was aroused, on a whim, he simply played by himself.

After all, Hisoka is much better than those guys who are stuck at the 200th floor, whether it is technology or experience.

What's more, if the development potential is exhausted and the rotten fruits roughly destroy the green little apple... Hisoka will also be unhappy, very very.

In contrast, he is more able to grasp the proportions when he makes his own shots.

Don't worry, he'll try to be as gentle as possible...

But as the price of opening up, Little Apple should compensate him for something, right?

Suddenly, the red-haired clown in high heels standing between the aisles let out a low laugh that could make the hairs of ordinary people stand on end.

As for failure, Hisoka didn't think about it, or rather, he didn't need to think about it.

... Regardless of Hisoka's calculations, those onlookers and passers-by who were looking at the height of Hisoka's high heels were in disaster.

They scattered in a panic, and even those who had to go through this road chose to change their route.

In fact, no one is urging them, but they feel their hearts racing for no reason.

This is out of human instinct, out of the biological nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

It's dangerous, don't go there, you might die.

This is a warning from the human body.

Obviously, Mystery, who was facing the impact of Hisoka's enormous thought power, was under heavier and more insurmountable pressure than these bystanders.

Under the condescending gaze of the weird clown, she took a step back as if instinctively, but there was no fear in the flickering eyes, but the pupils shrank due to the stress response of the human body.

There was no trembling, no further retreat.

firm.

It is difficult to connect the Mystery at this moment with her when the soul torture was sent out before.

... Shencheng opened a box of pockey.

It is a seasonal limited edition apple flavor.

When playing games, it should be accompanied by snacks!

Thinking of this, Shencheng put the biscuit in his mouth and ate it, while returning his attention to the ongoing game.

Just now, she sent three consecutive soul tortures to the red-haired clown blocking the way in the game at will.

——But the subsequent development of the plot made Shencheng somewhat puzzled.

Joker asks an unintelligible question.

Shencheng outside the screen really didn't feel anything.

Maybe some triggering plot needs?

She stretched out her finger and flicked around the screen quickly, and accidentally touched the arrow keys when the character was moving, causing Mistry to take a step back uncontrollably.

But overall, nothing happened.

Shencheng began to think about what details he had overlooked.

She really doesn't know the answer...

Is it a brain teaser guessing game built into a fighting game following the basketball game built into a basketball management game?

Shencheng opened the dialog box with his hand.

I plan to slur the answer casually.

As a result, the background color of the game changed abruptly, and a sticky substance similar to gas or liquid appeared behind the clown in front.

Just like the spells in the Western Fantasy background game, it is also coated with a light edge of light by the game.

At the same time, lines of reminders popped up one after another on the screen——

[You have been attacked by an abnormal state, affected by an unknown energy body, and all attributes have dropped by 10%.

Warning, affected by the abnormal aura, you will lose 1% of your maximum health every second.

...Determining the basic attribute value...

【Fine】value judgment passed.

You get a new set of skill systems. ]

Actually got a new skill system?

Circus clown, are you a hermit expert who sends skill books?

Shencheng:?

She slowly made a question mark in her mind, and then planned to click into her personal attribute panel to find out.

But before that, the high-heeled clown opposite the protagonist of the game made a head start.

[Clown: ah~

Clown: Really good performance.

Clown: Myster ↑ Li ↓]

...After listening to the voice, Shencheng's hands left the PFP.

She stared at the "Ah~" in the dialog box for a while, and then recalled the voice that PFP just made.

...The voice actor of this game, um... I don't know if he has ever been in the sea?

Shencheng suspected that he was driving, but there was no evidence.

In addition, the tone of calling her nickname in the game is also indescribably strange...

[Joker: In addition to the cohesive speed, the potential energy of reading is also great~

The red-haired clown seems lost in his own fantasy world. ]

The tone of "it's great" is also very strange.

Although he didn't know what was in the fantasy world described in the text, Shencheng had an intuition that it would not be a good thing.

In short, it is better to interrupt him.

... Shencheng decided to follow the rules of the game and ask some other questions to make a break. She glanced at the clown's curved eyebrows...

...Although most people in the Two-dimensional world don't need to draw eyebrows, it might be a good idea to ask him what brand and color eyebrow pencil he uses?

--Kidding.

At this time, it really should be directly asked what the specific energy was just now.

[Mistry:——

Just when you were about to speak, there was a short, rapid vibration in the air.

The source of the sound was obviously the Joker's pocket.

The other party snorted dissatisfiedly, took out the mobile phone from his pocket and connected it.

? ? : Hisoka.

Hisoka: —Wait a minute, Xiaoyi. ]

how?Judging by the tone of voice, this call is either from the lover or from the creditor.

Shencheng made such a judgment.

[Hisoka: It's a pity, but it seems that we can only do this today.

Hisoka: Then—

Hisoka: See you next time. ]

He said goodbye, but Hisoka didn't leave immediately.

Hisoka on the screen made a gesture of raising his arms, and with this gesture, he drew a poker card out of nowhere.

He held the poker cards upright in front of his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and lightly touched the surface of the cards with his lips very habitually and skillfully.

Then he twisted his wrist lightly, and the playing cards shot out immediately, turning into a flash of white light, passing by the champagne-colored hair very closely, and inserting deeply into the wall behind Mystery.

——Kansumi spent a second in his heart condemning the clown's act of vandalism.

She turned her camera to look at the playing card.

——It's the Q of Spades.

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