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So...what exactly is this power?
He knew his body well. It wouldn't freeze so easily, nor would it have such a low-level condition, but...
"Give."
A hand quietly reached out and pushed over a box of machine maintenance oil.
ScrewGum was slightly startled, raised his eyes and looked over, "Question: What is this?"
"I'll maintain the screws for you." His light amber eyes looked clear and harmless like a child, and his tone was equally serious, "Crow's Mouth still has after-sales service, but it may not be free next time."
ScrewGum: ...
It seemed that his genius brain was unable to process such unscientific things.
ScrewGum was silent for a moment, then reached out to put the small box away, "More——"
Before they could even utter a word of thanks, a black smoke suddenly appeared in the sight of the people gathered around the table.
Everyone was stunned and lowered their heads, looking at the smoking palm of Screw Gumm and fell into deep thought.
Xing's expression instantly changed from expressionless to as expected. He skillfully stretched out his hand to fan away the black mist and waved towards Cheng Che, "Come on, Xiu."
ScrewGum: ...
So skilled?
And... it's okay that the screws were stuck, but why were his hands smoking?!
He is a member of the Genius Club, why would his mechanical body exhibit such strange phenomena?
"Logic: Mechanical repair..." ScrewGum was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, but was interrupted the next moment.
The young man sitting next to Heita skillfully took out his tool box from his bag. It was filled with a wide variety of repair tools and even wet wipes for disinfection and cleaning.
Xing held the palm of Screw Gumu and handed it to Cheng Che, letting Cheng Che start to repair it with shining eyes. He twisted his head and explained to Screw Gumu, "The logic now is... the trouble caused by Crow Mouth must be repaired by Little Crow after-sales. Otherwise, it can't be repaired, and it has nothing to do with your repair skills."
ScrewGum: ...
Is it scientific?!
Chapter 488 Is this joy?
In the silence, Cheng Che was not at all surprised when he saw the familiar darkness around him. He slowly got up from the ground and walked into the darkness with his hands in his pockets.
A voice that sounded like a laugh but not a laugh, and like a cry but not a cry, appeared and disappeared in the darkness, but it always followed behind him.
Cheng Che kept walking and said in a cold voice, "If I didn't know it was you, I would be so scared that I would crawl on the ground right now."
Really, knowing that he is afraid of ghosts, he doesn’t even choose a scene that is more earthly when he dreams about him. He has to choose such a dark and haunted scene when he dreams about him.
"Ha-ying-gu-gu." A voice appeared beside him, and the sound of masks colliding with each other was heard at this time.
The dark figure embraces the mask and shows all the joy in front of others, but he himself hides quietly behind them and applauds or cries for each scene of joy.
He followed Cheng Che and said in a voice whose gender could not be determined: "Who are you going to see?"
"Go find the Big Machine God?" Cheng Che looked into the darkness, walked forward at an unhurried pace, and said calmly, "Go ask me if I can join the Genius Club."
Now that you are here, it would be unreasonable not to bring something back.
"Gugu, there's fun!" The dark figure beside him laughed inexplicably, but could only make a strange sound, "So don't you suspect that you're going in the wrong direction?"
"No doubt." Cheng Che still had no expression on his face. He walked slowly forward, took a mask from the pile of masks beside him and put it between his teeth, trying to bite it off. "Anyway, I can't tell where this is. If you want to have fun, you will definitely adjust my direction."
"Gugugugugu~~~" Ah Ha laughed arrogantly for a long time, and the strange laughter echoed in the darkness. "Pull out the wires! Take out the chips! Go!"
Hey, bugs can't get into the genius club, but crows can!
If you can't get in, just use the parts of Bo Shi Zun to shake and give snacks to the little crow!
As soon as he finished speaking, tiny dots of light appeared in the surrounding darkness, and the stars twinkled like the universe.
Cheng Che paused and looked up at the surrounding scene. "Are we in the universe? Or did you capture my thoughts into the Milky Way? Or... did you synchronize the Milky Way into my dream?"
The dark figure beside him weighed the various masks in his arms and chuckled, "Guess!"
"I won't guess." Cheng Che continued to walk towards the huge monster in front of him without any curiosity. "The answer to the mystery of the world is waiting for me at the end. I know you will say this if I ask too many questions."
Well, who hasn’t seen a few Riddlers after playing games for a long time?
He's used to it. Now he's not in a hurry to find the truth, nor is he too lazy to do so.
"Gugu." The masks clanged against each other. Ah Ha stretched out his black hand, which looked like a little black man, and pinched a little bit of cloth on Cheng Che's sleeve. "Here, here."
The masks that obscured the human figures collided with each other, leading Cheng Che to walk towards the place where the scarlet light was emitting.
A huge machine came into view. Even though it had some signs of damage all over it, the majesty of the Star God was still huge and majestic.
"Scrap metal!" Ah Ha stopped and once again shook the mask in his arms, "Charge the Crow!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head to look at the Joyful Star God who was not afraid of trouble beside him, thought for a moment, rubbed his head, and silently turned into a little crow and flew towards the scrap metal beside him.
A cold scarlet light emanated from the center of the machine, carrying with it a strong, deadly yet cold feeling of doomsday technology.
Ah Ha chased after Cheng Che with a clang. He stretched out a small black hand and grabbed the floating wire-like thing from the scrap metal and shook it, "You flew in the wrong direction!!!"
Cheng Che: ???
Cheng Che glanced at the red light that was so close and turned his head, "Ah?"
"This is not an eye! Go to the side!" Ah Ha waved his little black hands, and his cooing voice was filled with an atmosphere that made people want to laugh so hard that they bent over, "Go! Lift up His scrap metal and let Him see you!"
Cheng Che: ...
Oh, not the eyes, then...
Cheng Che flapped his wings, flew around the machine quickly, and finally found a place that looked like an eye.
He stepped on his eye sockets and pecked at them with his beak. “Friend, if you open your eyes and look at me, I don’t believe that you have empty eyes.”
Boshizun: ...
Damn it, the God of Fun brought his crow cubs to tease this piece of scrap metal like me.
Don't listen to the turtle chanting--
Before Bo Shi Zun could react, a huge force came from the edge of his body.
A black hand grabbed an electric wire from somewhere and shook it, "Look! Show me!"
A trace of speechlessness flashed across Cheng Che's crow eyes. He turned his head to look at Ah Ha and couldn't help but remind him, "We are not here to fight today. Be kind."
"Gugu, okay." Ah Ha let go of his hand, leaned over to Cheng Che and peered into the eyes of the machine block, "Look quickly!!!"
Before he finished his words, a green leaf floated down and landed on Cheng Che's forehead.
Immediately, a sharp arrow flew past Cheng Che's forehead and headed straight for the place where the green light disappeared.
Boshizun: ...
Oh, the God of Fun is here with his crow cubs to cause trouble, and Abundance and Patrol are whizzing around.
The plump fingertips occasionally drooped, and the leaves and wheat ears almost buried the crow squatting on his eye sockets. Ah Ha was disgusted and excited, but still tried hard to dig his cub out of the pile of leaves, and occasionally had to take the wasted arrows kicked by the hunters.
Bo Shi Zun remained silent for a long time, and finally turned his gaze to a crow.
Let Him see what this kid is capable of!
"I saw it!" Ah Ha slapped the little crow on the head, and with a chuckle, he used his mask to collect the leaves and arrows, then grabbed the little crow and ran away, "He saw you! Let's go! Let's go to the Genius Club and play!"
Whoosh whoosh—
Accompanied by several sounds of breaking through the air, the little black man ran away with a bunch of jingling masks and a pitch-black crow on his shoulder. Behind him, Fengzao and Patrol were not to be outdone, and they chased each other and ran forward. The excited voice of the God of Fun could be faintly heard.
"Go play with Nanook?"
"Destruction, no, I'm afraid He will beat me."
"He has little braids of white hair."
"let me consider it."
"Dark skin."
"Sixty percent willingness."
"I just broke off a piece of the machine for you. Nanook is bleeding all over and his arms and legs can't be connected. Can you take one away?"
"Walk."
The noise of laughter gradually faded away, and Boshizun floated silently in the universe, sensing the missing piece of his machine and fell into deep thought.
First of all, where does this crow come from?
Secondly, what is A-HA going to do with the Genius Club?
Finally... is this joy? Is this really not a bandit?
Chapter 489: Moved to tears!
"boom--"
With a muffled sound, several geniuses who were in the meeting turned their heads silently, their eyes focused on the man who was dozing off with his head propped up and finally fell asleep, with his head slammed on the table.
Cheng Che climbed up from the table with his eyes half closed. He couldn't help but rub his forehead which was hurt by the blow. "Are you guys done?"
The meeting between these people is quite hypnotic. I went back and cut out the video of the little crow pendant to use as a lullaby before going to bed.
The three geniuses remained silent, their complicated looks falling on Cheng Che.
The gray-haired girl squinted her eyes and seemed very sleepy.
She reached out her hand and poked Cheng Che, lowering her voice, "They have finished talking about the geniuses they want to invite, and now they seem to be talking about a genius named Yu Qingtu. We can leave now."
"Oh, something you can't listen to." Cheng Che responded, lowered his head and rubbed his face, "It's just right, I'm going out to get some fresh air, my stomach feels uncomfortable."
There was another round of convulsions, and I felt like my intestines were tied into knots.
"Did you eat something bad?" Xing skillfully pulled the bag beside him and hung it around Cheng Che's neck, then placed the snacks he had just prepared for the meeting on the table, stood up and looked at Cheng Che, "If I order a single stomach medicine, can I pick it up? Or should I take you to find a therapist?"
Bai Lu is fine, but Bai Lu's medicine is just enough to turn Cheng Che, a man with expressionless face, into an actor with vivid expressions.