MM Racing Chapter 888: Gu? Gugugugu!
Chapter 888: Gu? Gugugugu!
Chapter 888: Gu? Gugugugu!
"Young man, why do you have the aura of a destined scumbag?" The crow flapped its wings to allow air to flow: "I'm wrong, it's not the aura, you smell like her perfume."
"It's your nose that committed the crime." Huai Shi replied calmly.
"Isn't the knowledge that your sister taught you by your bedside this morning enough to satisfy you? Wuuuuu" The crow covered his face and cried.
Don't even mention satisfaction. I just had a nightmare and when I opened my eyes I found a person suddenly appeared next to my pillow. I almost got scared to death.
What's more, the knowledge is indeed true knowledge, and there is no part that is inappropriate for children.
Huai Shi now feels like a fish, always being hooked by a bad woman. When she is in a good mood, she sprinkles some bait to cultivate conditioned reflex.
Anti-PUA training, start today!
As I was thinking this, my back felt slightly depressed, as if there was weight on me.
Two arms wrapped around Huai Shi's neck, using it as support to hang, and a figure flipped down from his back.
"It seems that some of them are not satisfied."
Tongji's breath blew gently on her face, her dark eyes were quiet, looking at Huaishi whose eyes said "I have seen through everything".
But the next second, he felt a soft touch, covering his lips like morning dew falling on flower petals, without any sign, and it came so suddenly that all those complaints and thoughts disappeared along with his reason.
"The smell of hot pot and sesame oil, and you ate garlic!?"
"Ah? I just ate a little."
Their lips had already parted, but Huai Shi was still immersed in the afterglow of what had just happened and had just come back to his senses.
"Lao Fang, can we have hotpot tomorrow?" Tong Ji hung on Huai Shi, turned her head and asked loudly at the shocked figure.
"Okay." Uncle Fang was stunned for a moment, tears sparkling in the corners of his eyes on his old face. He looked at the two of them with surprise: "I'll prepare it right away, and I'll also buy candy and red greeting cards."
He turned and left hastily, then seemed to remember something and came back.
"It will take some time to buy the ingredients, Master, Madam, please allow me to come back later tonight." Uncle Fang bowed slightly and apologized:
"excuse me."
Uncle Fang, what are you hinting at?!
But in less than ten seconds, the sound of the door closing was heard, and there were only two people left in the room.
Huaishi's Adam's apple moved, and he looked at the one hanging on his body with a bit of lingering feeling.
That crow.
"Huh?" The crow tilted its head.
Change it for me! Change it back to mouth teeth for me!!!
“My first kiss.”
“Oh, hot pot flavor.”
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Huai Shi burst into tears, and when his brain regained control of his body, he realized that his innocence had been tarnished by this woman.
"What are you standing there for?" The crow flapped its wings and slapped Huaishi's face in dismay:
"Be good, go prepare for Witch Night, and don't embarrass me in front of my Cheshire Cat later~"
"Oh" Huai Shi nodded blankly.
He took the invitation card for Witch Night and walked towards the room with an empty mind.
There were some things I wanted to ask Tongji, but I was stuck and couldn't remember them for the time being.
Forget it, after all, fish’s memory only lasts seven seconds.
"Little guy." The crow cackled twice, lay back on the sofa, and started eating a bucket of popcorn.
poor and weak!
It’s so tender!
They are all a bunch of young people, even if all of them are added together it’s still not enough!
Do you understand the value of a living god who is able to plan and strategize?
"How dare you stick your feet out of my private property? I'll buy you a copy of 'Male Virtue' later."
Jingle Bell--
The landline phone in the living room rang. The crow stretched out its broad wings, wrapped around the receiver, and answered the call.
"Hey, he's about to enter."
"It doesn't matter. Those little Karas can test it if they want. If they use a whetstone that's too cheap, my Huai Shi won't like it. On the contrary, you..."
"You should have analyzed the research and main theme of this Witch Night. All I can tell you is, don't waste the opportunity."
"And don't make any mistakes. Nifnheim is in charge of checking the admission tickets. There is a possibility that the identities of direct relatives within two generations may be confused when it comes to DNA testing. Check carefully and don't let someone's scholar's daughter in by mistake."
"It's very dangerous for ordinary people to go in."
Crow spoke in a tone as if he was inspecting the work situation. At the same time, he was swiping Huai Shi's phone. Looking at the alarm window that popped up on the astronomical display, he frowned in confusion.
At this moment, after a while of hesitation, a new voice came from the other end of the phone.
"The Road to Heaven?"
"This road to sublimation is indeed designed by me, why?"
"What do you mean you asked questions using Faust, but in the end you confiscated the price and spit out a bunch of stigmata that you have never seen before, and a fifth-level stigmata emperor?!"
Dong. Crash. The popcorn bucket fell to the ground, and the sweetness and crispness spread all over the floor.
"What do you mean Faust breached containment and contacted Woodman?! Woodman also brought the rancher with him."
The crow opened its mouth wide as the real-time battle situation outside the current situation continued to be transmitted from the other end of the phone: "Why did you idiots tell me now?"
"Aren't they trying to prevent you from hiding something? I promise I had no involvement. It was all the work of the Astronomy Society." Russell said on the other end of the phone.
"Have you used the Holy Mark of the Emperor of Heaven?!" Crow raised his voice.
"No, we dare not!" Russell replied immediately:
"Xuan Niao is not a fool, how could he use this kind of stigmata of unknown origin? Isn't he coming to you to confirm it?"
After hearing this reply, the crow leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his head with his wings.
"That's unscientific. Just make sure no one uses the stigmata from such a long distance away. Seal it up and save it by cutting off the meme and fate. It would be best if you assign a natural enemy to watch over it 24 hours a day."
"It's so dangerous, do you know something?" Russell continued to ask.
"Don't ask so many questions. It's not good for you." said the crow.
"But."
Russell looked at the telegram in Isaac's hand with some surprise: "Some of them, such as the Holy Spirit Genealogy and the lost holy marks of India, have been taken out by some scholars for experiments and data collection."
There is a classic joke in astronomy.
When three scholars encountered an unprecedented destructive element, their first reaction was not to run away but to kill their two grandsons nearby to prevent their paper topic from being snatched away by others.
Except for Xuanniao who is cautious by nature, other people, especially scholars, tend to think about the results and the first signature of the publisher when it comes to things of unknown origin and no research records.
Besides, is it necessary to tell a [Remnant of the Kingdom of Heaven] about the secrets discovered by reversing the nature of the rancher?
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After a long silence.
The crow asked coldly, "What else do you have to say all at once?"
"The illusion of Witch Night is linked to the Elysium, but the correction value has inexplicably increased. You..."
Russell showed a rare nervousness, as if he had witnessed something incredible: "Any clues?"
"." Crow's neck was a little stiff. She turned her head to look at Huaishi's room. There was a holy light leaking out from under the door:
"You are a bunch of fake people!!!"
She dropped the phone and rushed inside, turning into an ink-like shadow.
The sound of killing shook the sky.
Light rises from the depths of hell.
Countless rays of light transformed into all kinds of phantoms, constantly gathering and condensing, ignoring the three major blockades, and rushing forward in a mighty manner!
“Please accept our sacrifices and prayers that we offer to the Lord in praise of Him.”
“So that the souls we commemorate today may ascend from death to the realm of life.”
“Because this is the word that the Lord has promised”
Despair and misery wafted from the wings woven by the gray fog. Woodman sang the lyrics loudly, like a seagull flying against the strong wind and huge waves, standing in the sky.
In the direction of Dongxia, a pillar of light burst out, stirring the heaven and earth. Then, it rolled like a tide, continuously expanding, covering the current situation at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Russell threw away the cell phone that was full of electrical noise and stared at the undead spirit that should have been just an illusion in disbelief.
"I groaned like a prisoner, because I was guilty and ashamed."
Wings, flames and even broken pieces of iron come together and reconstruct, like a dream or a miraculous scene of reshaping everything. The deceased returns to his previous appearance in the confessional poem.
"what have you done?"
Russell stared at the man dressed in a holy white robe, majestic as a god.
There are many mysteries, but the first move is a big one. It's like Woodman has placed an order in the present and eaten brain gold for decades, and suddenly he has become "powerful"? !
“It’s just that I rarely remember the beauty of hope. In a hell full of sulfur and fire, the feeling that Faust shared with me was as fresh as morning dew.”
Woodman raised his head and took a deep breath of the air he had not seen for a long time. He took off his hat and placed it on his chest and bowed slightly: "I sincerely thank you."
A sharp light burst out in Chu Hai's hand, and the returning natural enemy stabbed the weapon into Woodman's body.
Just this one strike is enough to kill him again!
However, he seemed to feel no pain and even smiled faintly.
'Heavenly Genealogy Hidden Stigma Type I Experimental Base' blockade project.
All the unknown stigma experiment subjects under strict lockdown suddenly turned into Woodman with dark eyes and dark hair.
"Faust" does leave Woodman with a backup plan. When necessary, he can use "Faust" as a medium to come, but this method will lose its own framework and laws.
In this state, he is the incarnation of the devil Mephistopheles, able to quickly pollute and control all creatures with souls.
From the moment Faust's essence split, the foreshadowing had been planted.
The splitting of the essence did not end. On the contrary, in full view of everyone, the essence split and, under the information of the great power, was shaped into new "holy marks".
Otherwise, did those unknown holy marks come out of thin air?
of course not.
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord, Lord of all! The heavens and the earth are filled with your glory, and the sky is filled with the sound of your joy.” - The Holy Bible
All experimental subjects were under absolute blockade, and preparations were made even for research.
But just as the cognitive blockade of the Beyond Existence Institute was beyond his expectations, at this moment, the "beauty" that he simultaneously felt from "Faust" also exceeded Woodman's expectations.
"Praise be to him who comes in the name of the Lord." - The Beatitudes
It is because of this that we can achieve a result that no one can predict.
Inside the Institute of Continuation, many scholars and even the Creator Spirit had already analyzed the indexes and spectra on the screen in front of them, and the computing department had already concluded the research and main theme of this Witch Night:
[Abyss Evolution], [Doomsday], [Food Chain], [Rancher]
They were originally making records of the experiment, but a table clock called the Doomsday Clock began to tick quietly and the alarm wailed.
In an instant, countless instruments started to work, and within the time span of just a few heartbeats, they locked onto the illusory dream that was running and overlapping with the real situation.
A dark circular mark slowly emerged above the bubble, emitting a breath from the abyss. Is that the rancher's mark! ?
Countless eyes fell.
However, there were sounds that sounded distorted, struggling, and stunned.
“Give rest to the Lamb of the Lord, who takes away the sin of the world.” - The Lamb Prayer
Woodman seemed to have become a devout believer of the rancher and accepted the mass. Each container recited the last prayer with a different expression:
"Amen."
From that moment on.
The god of hell known as the Rancher, the reflection of the omniscient and omnipotent being, the only true God left in this world, the supreme ruler, opened his eyes.
He felt the resonance coming from the source of "Faust" and used it as a transit point to set his sights on the young man in the Witch's Night.
The traces of divinity left in the boy's body, and the divine power hidden in the puppet in another dimension.
'Slavic', 'Indian', 'Dongxia'. Even the characteristics of the 'rancher genealogy' he created, similar to the divinity of Dagon with tentacles and indescribable things, are all included!
Such a perfect fit, more complete!
For the first time, endless hunger was met with a fleeting, illusory satisfaction.
resonance
More! He wants more!!!
Since the moment of their birth in the old days, when the remaining divinity of the gods was distorted and solidified, and then gathered into one under the gravity of the abyss, He saw completeness for the first time!
Therefore, in order to obtain this illusory eternal completeness.
The solemn and strange light began to burn my divine body, crossing the thousands of layers of hell, and flowing towards the present world like a stream of water.
Divinity.
Outflow.
Su Lin hugged his pillow and fell asleep.
[Great Divine Power: A Dream Through the Ages]
Under the influence of one million horses of God's blessing, colorful dreamy flames were instantly scattered, and thousands of years passed like a dream. The past and the future all became hazy and psychedelic at this moment.
The dim light spiraled upward with the Tiandao Library as its center.
Han Li had just stood up from the branch of the golden apple tree, wiped the sweat off his face, and when he looked up he saw the rising strange vision.
Without even turning his head, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Changshou, could you please stop standing behind me?"
"Aren't you trying to learn Fellow Daoist Han's body movements?" Li Changshou joked, "Besides, it's very safe here, Shuhang is still here."
"Since it is safe, why doesn't Senior Changshou use his real body?" Song Shuhang asked puzzledly.
"Hahaha." Li Changshou smiled awkwardly and asked, "How do you know I'm not Ben now?"
boom--!
Gurgling.
The faint light spread out like a tide, and wherever it passed, it turned into nothingness.
"Memory is the opening statement of a dream~~~"
Xingju, holding a stick, looked fiercely at Sunday who was about to board the train with his luggage and souvenirs to return to Pinocchio.
She snapped her fingers: "Take me"
boom--
Gurgling.
"Xiao Yuan, after I take Chi You and the others to work and get the introduction fee, I will take you to eat delicious food."
Feng Xiaoxiao was holding a man with his hands tied with a thick hemp rope, and several gods followed behind him in a daze.
"Why are you here too?" Yang Yan, who was getting off work from the Tiandao Library and preparing to go to the Heavenly Palace to work overtime, had a sympathetic look on his face.
Jiang Li, the reincarnation of Chi You, looked at the other party and said blankly: "She said that I could rebuild my Dharma body and practice Taoism, so I came here."
boom--
Gurgling.
"Teacher Azathoth, please let us go!"
"You gave the teacher a nickname without permission. Today's learning task is changed to looking directly at the projection of the past for one minute."
boom--
Gurgling.
The magical power is working, what should I do next in the dream?
Of course, it's to do whatever you want.
But before you do whatever you want, you should adapt first.
Su Lin opened his eyes from a long dream. The feeling of this lucid dream was very interesting, just like meditation, but the fantasy spread out.
"Goo?"
Logically speaking, dreaming should restore mental strength, but Su Lin always feels a little tired, perhaps because of the consumption of using magical powers.
etc.
What is Gu?
"Gu Gu."
Su Lin lifted the wing and touched the bird's beak in confusion.
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"Goo?"
“Gugugugugu——!?”
He jumped up and landed beside a stream not far ahead, then slowly stretched out his head.
A white dove poked its head out synchronously.
"Goooooooooo!!!"
(End of this chapter)