Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 59 New Era Sister ([-])
Dongyu Office.

The light brain was turned on all afternoon, and Ji Liangbao received a lecture honestly because she privately allowed him to sneak into the card world to complete the task with the assessment subject.

At first she thought that since Bing Haoqi and Fu Cangzhao had the same origin, they should be considered the same person. However, as soon as Bing Haoqi entered, the superiors received news that a stranger had intervened in the special commission.

"Speaking of which, is the intruder's name Bing Haoqi?" The optical brain communication showed that the person on the other side was from the city hall. Ji Liangbao couldn't see his face, and his voice was not very familiar.

She could only do her part: "Yes, ma'am."

There was a faint sound of rummaging through the headset.

"It's strange. You said that Bing Haoqi suddenly appeared in your office, but we already have her information here...that's not right..."

Ji Liangbao's thoughts drifted to the two teenagers lying together in the bedroom. He sneaked into the line and put it on their heads, connecting the same card.

The other side of the optical brain communication was strangely silent.

……

Room 4, Building 206, Shenhai Apartment, Jiye District.

"Dudu." Someone raised his hand and knocked on the door. Soon the door opened a small crack, and a small warm breeze blew in.

The man who knocked on the door said, "I am a therapist."

Only then did Song Ximing let her in. She was still wearing a snow-white dress today. Her long, lustrous silver-white hair was draped over her shoulders. She tied up part of it with a light pink hair tie. She looked casual and noble.

The clinician followed Song Ximing through the current furnishings of the room and smiled with satisfaction: "Your condition is getting better and better. It won't be long before you can go on your next mission."

"Are you still going on a mission?" Song Ximing was flipping his hair. Hearing the words of the therapist, his movements paused.

The clinician shook his head apologetically: "There is nothing we can do. This is for the sake of the future of the city. We need your strength, Miss."

The snow-white young man turned around, his back to the clinician, and opened the curtains a crack. The setting sun took the opportunity to flow into the warm and dull apartment room, and hit Song Ximing's face directly.

She said nothing and just stood there bathing in the sunset.

The clinician looked at her thin back, and under the glow of heating and fire clouds, recalled the enthusiastic silver-haired young man who was dedicated to exploring the world outside the city, and used her special talents of perception and time control to run amok, until she met...

After that incident, many people thought that the genius had died. She was tossed around in factional battles, but had nowhere to settle. It was not until she moved to Shenhai Apartment a year ago that she temporarily settled down.

Only at this moment did the clinician witness her straightening her back, and was shocked to realize that this grown-up young man had never let go of her pride.

In other words, genius never gives up exploring the outside world and... taking revenge.

"I have a neighbor," Song Ximing said suddenly, whether he was talking to himself or intentionally telling the therapist, "She is a cute child. I don't know what her talent is, but she is definitely better than me... …”

Reflected through the window glass, the clinician saw that Song Ximing's plain face was a little more doting.Before coming here, she had already investigated who lived around Song Ximing, but the information about the person living in 204 was marked "confidential". When she heard the other person mention it, she was naturally curious.

"I don't know where she came from and where she will go in the future. I only know that she must be very important to our Card City..." At this point, Song Ximing slumped his shoulders and looked quite helpless, "Municipal The department’s QY system seems to like giving her the green light. If the programmers hadn’t checked the code regularly, I’m afraid all her violation records so far could have been wiped out.”

The therapist didn't want to talk, she wanted to run away. The current conversation was not only beyond her understanding, but also beyond what she should know!
Little is known about the QY system responsible for maintaining the daily operations of the city hall, and Matsuaki used the word "like" when referring to the system, as if he believed that this system is very humane and has human emotions and desires.Intuition tells the therapist that she should drop the topic.

But she didn't do that, and allowed Song Ximing to continue to reveal the mysterious neighbor: "She is a stubborn child who looks very naive, but I know that she is just learning - learning the seven emotions and six desires that normal humans should have, learning how to be a human being How to live and learn how to maintain self-consistency in a group.

"And...the reaction that night was so cute."

The therapist hesitated to speak, and the topic seemed to have strayed in some weird direction.

Song Ximing closed the curtains, pulled out a large box filled with various expensive items from under the bed, and smiled at the clinician: "You want to try? Or do you want me to play by myself?"

"Let's forget it for today. I have a dinner date." The clinician thanked Bu Min.

"But that child was very useful. He almost burned my new sheets after using a towel..." The evil silver-haired young man smiled half-heartedly and picked out a basic model from among the many strange gadgets. He couldn't help but think of the dark blue night. The young man lost his mind under her skillful techniques, and he was sweating profusely as the curtain call came...

It was a bit dangerous, but luckily she had poor eyesight and quickly threw a towel to wipe away the child's physiological tears, otherwise the bed sheets and even the bed itself would have been changed.

The therapist collapsed: I should be under the car...

Before Song Ximing could continue racing in his mind, the therapist quickly pressed the switch: "Are you saying that person has a flame-type talent?"

"Who knows," Song Ximing stuffed the box back into place knowing that he was bored, "I'm just giving you a vaccination. Don't think about asking me to solve everything. You must learn to look for the new generation of viable forces, understand? ?”

Unable to resist Song Ximing, the clinician felt tired and could only take out the new documents he had prepared long ago from his suitcase and hand them to Song Ximing, and left the room without saying anything.

Her pink eyes watched the clinician leave, and she glanced at the cover of the document casually, her gaze instantly frozen.

——The combat card "Nun".

"Hehe, hehe, hehehe..." His slender jade fingers pressed the document tightly, pressing out wrinkles, but he didn't even notice it, and a dry laugh squeezed out of his throat.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there are still people trying to reproduce the amazing work of a genius creator more than ten years ago.

Does the person who reproduced the "Nun" card know why the creator who originally designed the card personally destroyed the first generation "Nun" card?
Without opening the documents, Song Ximing knew who was doing this stupid thing.

That night, Ji Liangbao had a headache over the two young people who were naturally bound.

That night, Song Ximing received a long-lost document, and he could infer several future directions without even looking at it carefully.

That night, Fu Cangzhao and Bing Haoqi were still stationed on Keya Island, looking for the right time to liberate the orcs.

On this night, most people maintained their long-established life rhythm, making cards, selling cards, and working with inkless pens.It's always been like this, when it's time to stay up late and when it's time to fall asleep.

However, Song Ximing knew in his heart that such peace might not be able to continue.

The dark night will usher in the next dawn as usual, but how many people can see that the undercurrent is already surging underground?

　catch up catch up!
　　I don’t have much ideas today, so let’s start with a transitional chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)