strategic fantasy

Chapter 83 New Goals
"Okay, I'll shave!"

Yu Zhilang made a right decision, at least in the eyes of others.

After all, for modern people, shaving their heads is really nothing.

But for ancient people, it must have been a big deal!

Yu Zhilang now really believed that Ji Tianqi was mentally ill. Having just shaved his head, he spoke out in anger.

"Isn't he fantasizing about the Shaolin Temple in a different world? Or a different world of high martial arts, at the foot of the Shaolin Temple. If he offends the monks of the Shaolin Temple like this, are they really not afraid of being beaten to death?"

Jiang Congshu in the ambulance looked at Yu Zhilang, whose forehead was shining brightly, and laughed.

"Monk, don't kill any living thing."

"..." Yu Zhilang took a deep breath and asked again: "Then he is so arrogant, are you not afraid that the monk will lock him up?"

Jiang Congshu laughed twice again and reminded: "My senior brother has thousands of years of skill. Even the Shaolin Temple in a different world with high martial arts, I really don't dare to have my head shaved because of you, a monk who practices with hair, and come to me." Is it trouble for Senior Brother?"

"..." Yu Zhilang took another deep breath and looked at a screen hanging in the carriage.

On the screen, Ji Tianqi had started running again, but the direction was different from before.

After he saw Yu Zhilang's bald head, he actually gave up going to Shaolin Temple.

Do what you say!
"I know, I suspect that he is pretending to be mentally ill, so that he and you all have opinions about me." Yu Zhilang explained: "But this is my responsibility, I hope you can understand."

Jiang Congshu looked at his bald head and chuckled: "I understand, we understand very well."

"Can you stop laughing like that?" Yu Zhilang looked at him calmly.

Jiang Congshu pointed to the words on his hospital gown.

"Excuse me, how should a mentally ill person laugh?"

"...Don't think I don't know you are depressed."

"Sorry, depression can also develop into mania, or even schizophrenia."

[No need to talk, no need to talk at all. 】

Yu Zhilang closed his mouth helplessly and stared at the screen without speaking.

Shen Shili spoke at this time, and his suppressed smile could still be heard.

This made Yu Zhilang even more upset.

"You said that Ji Tianqi went to the Shaolin Temple to learn a martial art for physical training. Now that he suddenly decided not to go to the Shaolin Temple, where will he go?"

Cong Wen responded softly: "We can't be sure, but what is certain now is that Mr. Ji will not cause harm to others even if he is in a sick state."

Yu Zhilang: "???"

[Shaving your head doesn’t hurt, so it doesn’t count as being hurt?Then what can I say about my heartache...]

Shen Shili nodded in approval and said: "So far it seems like this. If his condition has been so stable since the onset of the disease, I think he can become a special employee of our Provincial Safety Management Bureau."

Yu Zhilang: "..."

It saddened him that no one cared about the hair he was forced to shave off.

He wanted to leave just now, but he couldn't leave because he had a mission. This made him depressed and at the same time, he suddenly felt very envious of Ji Tianqi, who was running freely outside.

[It would be nice if I was also a psychopath, a psychopath who could control himself like him. 】

"That's great." Cong Wen explained: "We don't necessarily want you to accept Mr. Ji, but as we explained to you before, his fantasies need to be logically self-consistent, and his strength will increase. , which also requires some logic.”

"Well?" Shen Shili asked curiously, "How do you say this?"

"He needs motivation and pressure, but our research center can't give it to him."

Cong Wen introduced.

Ji Tianqi needed control skills, so he learned the Orchid Acupuncture Technique.In order to defeat Niu Chunqiu, Ji Tianqi chose to 'add points to upgrade'.

Including the swordsmanship of the Nine Black Iron Swords, the fantasy was also successfully realized when there was a certain demand.

As a result, Shen Shili finally understood the research center’s demands.

He asked curiously: "Why don't you just say it?"

Cong Wen smiled and replied: "If we tell you directly, will you just believe it?"

After hearing this conversation, everyone in the ambulance focused on Yu Zhilang's head.

Including himself.

[Yeah, let’s be honest, how can it be so easy to believe? 】

At this moment, something happened again on Ji Tianqi's side.

But neither the people at the research center nor Shen Shili and Yu Zhilang were as nervous as before.

……

……

Ji Tianqi stopped on the side of the road, his eyes blank but his expression was strange, showing a trace of curiosity.

He slowly came to the side of a motorcycle team and looked at a group of motorcyclists who were resting.

Be polite and speak up.

"Excuse me, can you give me a horse? I can pay a high price for it."

More than a dozen strong riders looked at Ji Tianqi blankly at the same time.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"What horse."

"You mean our motorcycle?"

"Your ancient costume looks quite exquisite. It doesn't look like it's just for taking pictures. It must have cost a lot of money."

"His sword seems to be quite real."

"Brother, can you show us your sword?"

The large number of motorcyclists, who had just been taking a break and chatting, did not notice how fast Ji Tianqi appeared.

So they regarded Ji Tianqi as an ordinary person and spoke very casually.

But such casual words frightened Shen Shili.

The importance of the sword to a swordsman can be explained in four words - the sword is with the person.

Just as Shen Shili was speeding up to fly down, he suddenly heard Ji Tianqi's relaxed response - Ji Tianqi's money bag contained a communication headset.

"Of course you can, it's just a little heavy, so be careful."

As Ji Tianqi said this, he reached out and handed the sword in his hand to a group of motorcyclists.

This scene shocked Yu Zhilang.

"Isn't he unable to talk to us?"

"No, he can. He has talked to the clerk before." Jiang Congshu reminded him and said with a smile, "It's just that when he doesn't want to talk, he can't hear or see."

"..."

During this conversation, everyone else also figured out a question.

Ji Tianqi is not a swordsman in the pure sense. He is a modern man. Of course, he will not be stupid and pay attention to where the sword is and where the person is.

"Holy shit, it's really heavy."

A motorcyclist who took over the big sword really didn't expect that such a big sword was not just a fake but a real thing.

A weight of more than 100 kilograms, in ancient times, could only be managed by the most powerful warriors.

When he almost missed it, Ji Tianqi helped him lightly.

"Really?" Other motorcyclists came over to watch out of curiosity. When they extended their hands, their expressions became shocked.

They thought of Ji Tianqi's effortless appearance, and their expressions changed from shock to seriousness, and then to caution.

"Brother, are you a superpower?"

Hearing this question, Ji Tianqi smiled and cupped his hands and replied: "Yes, I am indeed a martial artist."

"..."

It sounds like the answer is wrong, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed the answer.

"Ahem. Brother, you mean, you want our motorcycle?"

"It's not about asking, it's about buying." Ji Tianqi reached into his brocade bag and took out a handful of golden melon seeds, more than 100 of them.

It's also because his hands are big, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to grasp it.

When he handed it to everyone, he said softly with a smile: "If you think the price is right, sell me one. If not, forget it."

Although he said this, these ordinary people really didn't dare to say whether it was appropriate or inappropriate easily.

Being able to hold a sword weighing more than 100 kilograms with ease, such a superpower is really not something ordinary people can afford to deal with.

Someone had already taken out his mobile phone, hid behind the crowd and dialed the police number, and he went directly to the Security Bureau - superpower incidents are under the jurisdiction of the Security Bureau.

At this moment, Shen Shili finally decided to fly down.

As soon as he landed and lifted up his helmet, a bell rang from his helmet.

He motioned to the shocked motorcyclists to wait and chose to answer.

Two identical voices came out at the same time.

"Hey, I want to call the police. Someone with super powers wants to steal our motorcycle. The address is..."

The motorcyclist who was talking on the phone behind the crowd heard Shen Shili's voice coming from his helmet.

shocked.

The other riders were the same, looking at Shen Shili stupidly, then looking at Ji Tianqi stupidly, and then looking back at Shen Shili stupidly.

Shen Shili laughed and explained: "Yes, I am from the Security Bureau. Your alarm call was automatically transferred to me based on the principle of proximity."

"..."

"Don't worry, it's okay, everything is under control."

"..."

"Two important points. First, the golden melon seeds in his hand are all real. Each one weighs three grams, which is very standard. If there are more than 100 seeds, there must be more than 10,000.

Second, if you think the price is right, sell it to him. Don’t worry about the procedures. Our Safety Administration will help with it.If you feel it's inappropriate, that's okay, just refuse. "

The motorcyclists looked at each other blankly, and finally their eyes focused on one of them.

The captain of this convoy.

He said nervously: "It can be sold, but...my car is a customized version of the 2023 Harley Road Glide. Although it is an old car from more than ten years ago, the market price has increased a bit."

"Don't worry about money."

Shen Shili glanced at Ji Tianqi and noticed that Ji Tianqi had no intention of continuing to take money out of the bag. He smiled helplessly and turned his head.

"I'll scan the QR code to transfer money to you right now, just tell me the number."

"50 million!"

"..."

Shen Shili was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the motorcycles that looked similar to him, but he couldn't tell which one was worth 50.

But I thought the research center must be footing the bill, and the research center had shown great wealth before.

So scan the QR code and transfer money immediately.

But Ji Tianqi continued to hold up his handful of golden melon seeds as if he hadn't seen it at all.

Shen Shili hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward cautiously, and placed his hands in front of Ji Tianqi's palm as if they were holding water.

Ji Tianqi actually poured all the golden melon seeds into his hands.

"The money and goods are settled. Thank you for your love. We have a long way to go, so we will meet again when we are destined."

After saying these words, Ji Tianqi dodged and landed on a motorcycle.

He didn't know when he took his big sword back, and it was now on his back.

Boom boom boom...

The sound of the accelerator being turned was heard, and he just rode away.

Shen Shili froze on the spot and asked, "Is it the one I bought?"

"Yes." The captain of the team looked at the received information, but he was not happy and hesitated: "Well... some of my things are still up there, in the storage box."

"..."

Shen Shili sighed and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get it back for you."

After saying that, he flew after him, preparing to take advantage of Ji Tianqi's riding, or galloping, to get back other people's personal belongings in the car.

He was a little nervous, but fortunately Ji Tianqi completely ignored him and allowed him to take away the belongings of the original car owner.

After Shen Shili sent the items back, all the riders looked at Shen Shili flying away.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But questions began to grow like crazy.

"What's the situation?"

As soon as someone asked, they heard a whining sound, and then they all saw an ambulance speeding past their eyes.

"That car says...mental hospital?"

"Shen City No. [-] Mental Hospital."

"so……"

Those who responded quickly have already searched on the Internet and got an answer quickly.

"Shen City's No. [-] Mental Hospital, also called the Abnormal Human Research Center? Specializes in treating mental patients with superpowers?"

Seeing this information, they all seemed to understand.

On the other side, Ji Tianqi was wearing ancient costume, carrying a sword on his back, and riding a black travel motorcycle.

Then it galloped all the way to the northwest.

No one knew where he was going, but luckily he chose to ride (horseback), so the ambulance finally followed.

Shen Shili was also able to fly into the ambulance and rest.

"If you laugh again, I will shave your head too." Yu Zhilang's tone was cold, not like a joke.

But Shen Shili knew that he was just joking and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. I'll buy you a hat soon. What color do you like?"

"..." Yu Zhilang said seriously: "Where is Ji Tianqi going? We must know his destination. Otherwise, we won't be able to follow him like this. We still have a lot to do."

Shen Shili also nodded in approval.

Bai Xiuchu and others didn't know how to answer. They really didn't know.

Fortunately, Ji Tianqi needs to ask for directions in another world.

When he was buying fodder (gas) for his horse at a roadside shop, he asked.

"How to get to Tianshan?"

(End of this chapter)