Chapter 113 Dark Windbreaker

Chapter 113 Dark Windbreaker

Huai Shi came home earlier than most people expected.

It was also later than some had expected.

Uncle Fang, who was waiting at the door, bent down to salute, and reported: "Miss Ai came to visit this evening, and left after learning that the young master is not there. Just let me inform you to go to the Astronomical Society when you have time."

Huai Shi's footsteps paused, and she couldn't help scratching her head: "She really smelled something..."

The perfect plan that was promised, turned out to be leaking everywhere.

Shouldn't you hide merit and fame for yourself?

"It's the hidden merit and fame that's right."

In the basement, the crow shrugged: "Look, Director Fu just wants to mess with you, and Ai Qing may just suspect you for the time being. So, don't worry, our hands and feet are clean, there is no evidence, whoever talks nonsense, we You can sue him for defamation!"

"Where did you learn such TVB's criminal methods?"

Huai Shi rolled her eyes, sat on the chair, and turned into a salted fish again.

I don't even want to move.

In fact, Fu Yi cried for a while and wiped away the tears. He didn't lend a shoulder to lean on as he imagined, nor was he weak and helpless. After rubbing his eyes, he continued to raise his head to finish his cigarette and left.

But Huai Shi still felt uncomfortable.

"You have to think better, you are not the only one who lied to her, right?"

Huai Shi couldn't help but wanted to roll her eyes again: "You can't think that trust can be cheap just because there are too many liars? Besides, if I..."

"If you don't make trouble, Director Fu may go, and her mother will still not come."

The crow looked at him with pity: "This is not something that can be changed by a dinner and a meeting, and many things will never change once they happen.

So put away your little sense of responsibility, kid. It's not time for you to be accountable to others. Or do you really want to marry her for the rest of your life? "

"..." Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, then scratched her head: "I'm too familiar with it, I'm too embarrassed to do it."

"That's right. As a good girlfriend and buddy, you just do your job as a negative energy receiver honestly and you're done. It's not about making you a goblin and licking dogs. Why are there so many tragic scenes?" .”

Crow looked behind him: "Compared to this, we...should we inspect the goods?"

She looked at the small box on the table and rubbed her wings excitedly.

"I hope it's worth it."

Huai Shi sighed, opened the box, and carefully took out the yellowed fragment.

It doesn't look like paper, but it looks like some other material. It's surprising that it hasn't been catalyzed after such a long time. Could it be some kind of magical animal skin?

"Don't think about it, it's just plastic."

The crow threw a swipe as if looking at the mentally retarded.

"Plastic?" Huai Shi was stunned and couldn't believe it: "There was plastic back then?"

Said it was plastic, Huai Shi took a closer look, and found that it was really... a piece of plastic paper?

The crow shrugged, "Alchemists, there are always some moths. Earl Saint-Germain claimed that this is the essence he sifted from oil. It can be used for convenient writing and storage, and it is stronger than paper..."

"Then how does this thing work?"

Huai Shi was amused: "Could it be some peerless secret book that needs to be practiced? Or do we need to find materials to make the above things?"

"It's not that troublesome, it should be said, it's a piece of cake."

The crow waved its wings, and the thick book of destiny emerged out of thin air, landed on the table, and opened it by itself. The pages of the book were automatically turned to the middle without wind, and then several pieces of broken paper emerged.

It's like the traces left after being torn off.

Huai Shi tried to compare, and they fit perfectly...

It is as easy and simple as inserting a USB flash drive into the computer.

He let go of his hand, and the formula automatically fell from his hand, was sucked into the Book of Fate, and combined with the pieces of paper, they were like one thing.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks above began to heal.

Huai Shi's eyes darken.

He fell to the ground in an instant, completely powerless, and only had time to groan.

This thing is absorbing its own source quality!

In the blink of an eye, all his source quality was almost exhausted. Immediately afterwards, the crow, who had been prepared for a long time, opened the copper box that was hidden somewhere. among the pages of the book.

It can be called massive.

The source quality for thousands of people was consumed in an instant.

Huai Shi was even more curious about where the crow got so much source quality.

"Look, didn't the people of Guijing do something wrong a few days ago?" The crow smiled embarrassedly: "You are busy, and I am too embarrassed to disturb you, so I quietly got involved with such a small hand..."

So you're the one stealing other people's loot behind the scenes, right?

The crow shook his head, and said seriously: "I just picked up some unwanted things, how can it be called stealing?"

"..."

Huai Shi was about to say something, when suddenly her eyes went dark again.

This time it was really dark.

He couldn't see anything.

Lost heartbeat, pulse stopped, couldn't feel breath, couldn't feel extremities and others.

It was as if he was thrown into the deepest darkness in an instant.

Eternal sinking.

But then, in the extremely deep darkness, a little spark burst out, stagnated in the void, and slowly expanded.

Turned into a little fire.

The fire was burning, and the light was spreading, breaking through all the darkness, completely igniting Huai Shi.

He turned into fire.

Burn vigorously.

That point of fire grew countless times with the snap of a finger, and then quickly collapsed and contracted. In the end, it was difficult to tell whether it was a flame or not.

It's just sporadic dust-like light, as if the whole world is hidden.

Countless changes emerged from it, colliding constantly, bursting out bursts of light. As precise as a clock, countless gear-like flames form a mechanical phenomenon that is so strict that every change, thousands of strands converge in one place, and finally form a pure white fire that is so delicate and complicated that it is difficult for the naked eye to see through.

It is rising, extinguishing, reborn, and exhausting all changes.

It seems to be taken from wood, or it seems to be picked up by thunder, falling from the sky, like viscous black oil rising after being ignited by high temperature, or it comes from a small collision, the mutual stimulation of chemical substances, or the explosion of stars collapsing Fierce light, or burst from the dragon's mouth...

Huai Shi seemed to be born countless times in an instant.

After exhausting the origin of all the flames in the world, he became a part of the fire, he was a mass of plasma, he was a gradient field of energy, he was an energy wave radiating to the surroundings, and he became a part of the fire after ionization. The phenomenon……

He seems to be material, but he has no body.

He seems to be a legend, but he spread in the world, bringing light and heat.

In the end, Huai Shi finally realized how it should be named.

It's a miracle.

—is the embers of miracles in change and birth.

At that moment, he woke up from the fire and opened his eyes.

No longer needing the dust of the liberated, he entered the form of a ghost in an instant, feeling the fire of ashes of calamity spewing out from the endless darkness. But the unruly flame in the past seemed to be a part of him at this moment, flowing tamely and quietly in the crack in his chest, glowing like lava swirling light.

After putting away the flames, he finally completely turned into darkness.

Under the table where the light couldn't reach him, he unexpectedly found that the contours of his legs gradually became thinner, gradually blurring like ink that was about to melt in the water.

Darkness became his cloak, hiding his body.

"It's progressing well."

The crow nodded approvingly: "Whenever you stand in the darkness and disappear, the stigmata of the ghost will completely become a part of your soul."

"Standing in the dark and others can't see? What's the use of that?"

Huai Shi couldn't help being amused: "As long as it's darker, no one can see it, right?"

"So what about infrared night vision? What about source quality perception? What about the countless ways of detection? The naked eye is just the most common and easily deceived observation method."

The crow's eyes became like looking at the second fool again: "Don't be dissatisfied, you bastard. The name of this talent is 'Dark Windbreaker'. As you advance to the third level, you will become a hellwalker. When you reach the fifth level, you will become a deep Sanctuary—as long as you are willing, darkness will stand around you like a fortress, resisting all attacks for you..."

Huai Shi was fascinated immediately after hearing this, but this time he had a better understanding and asked, "Then when will I be able to reach the fifth level?"

"It's hard to say."

The crow laughed awkwardly, looked away, and then changed the subject: "The growth that the record fragments brought to you is not the only one, right?"

"There is more, give me the dust of the liberator."

Huai Shi took the white crystal particles and threw them into the hole in her chest. Visible to the naked eye, the immersed darkness rioted, as if an engine was roaring.

But this time, no flame leaked from the stigmata.

No longer trying in vain to block it from the outside, Huai Shi tried to suppress the scale of the reaction between the two—that is, the speed at which the dust of liberation burned.

The degree of reaction that could not be controlled at all is now handy.

It is easy to divide the dust of the liberator into sixteen layers from the inside to the outside, and gradually explode layer by layer, confining the power within the scope of his control, and extending the burning process to the limit.

According to his estimation, the limit time is about half an hour.

Unless it is a large-scale war, half an hour is enough in normal conflicts and encounters. Now he can even control it to explode its firepower for half an hour at once.

More importantly, Huai Shi felt that the burning flame in her chest had undergone a qualitative change, and it had become an indescribable form.

When he raised his palm, pure white flames ignited from his hand.

from the flames.

Countless pieces of iron that are as fine as dust slowly emerge and connect with each other.