Chapter 1638

Where did these things come from?!

Like a rag doll that fell into a garlic masher, after being chased and bombarded by three hundred large-caliber artillery for a full half minute, the dizzy Ophiuchus Director finally reacted, stretched out a pair of white wings from behind, and rushed upward against the artillery fire.

However, he had only flown up seven or eight meters when the original canyon and artillery fire disappeared again. The original canyon, hundreds of meters high, was strangely replaced by a giant dam twenty meters thick, and the direction the Ophiuchus Director was flying crookedly was exactly a corner of the dam.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a dull impact sound, the Ophiuchus Director, who was caught off guard, hit the thickest part of the dam like a moth to a flame, then was bounced back with stars in his eyes, fell straight down toward the bottom of the dam, and smashed onto the deck of a cruise ship with a bang.

"Mom!"

The Ophiuchus Director falling from high altitude had great force, and the old man fishing on the side of the boat was thrown up, waving his hands and feet as he smashed toward the water below.

And the middle-aged man who was sunbathing on a lounge chair was also shaken off the lounge chair, sitting on the deck with a face full of confusion, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

"Dad, what did you fish up? Let me... damn, what kind of..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, the Ophiuchus Director, who was pitch-black from the artillery fire, bounced up from the deck, pulled the fishing old man back with a dark face, threw him to the middle-aged man, and then flipped out from the side of the boat in one leap.

In the middle-aged man's gaze as if he had seen a ghost, while the Ophiuchus Director was still in mid-air, his body shrank more than ten times, turning into a large cyan fish with black hair on its head, shaking its head and tail as it fell toward the deep reservoir below the small boat.

But the moment the cyan fish entered the water, the bottomless reservoir disappeared instantly again, turning into a street with people coming and going in the blink of an eye, and a painter with clear sunburn marks on his face was walking toward him with light steps, carrying a half-full bucket of white paint.

This! This? This!?!?!

Looking at the big cyan fish that had already been stunned on the ground, the painter... or rather Hearing Hearing Li Ang, put down the paint bucket in his hand, covered it smoothly to avoid spilling the paint inside, then squatted down and asked expressionlessly:

"How is it? Have you run enough?"

?!!!

Looking at the painter's familiar old face and the abandoned building where he had once placed the 【February Building】 not far away, the big cyan fish that the Ophiuchus Director had turned into couldn't help but tremble, then quickly grew human limbs and a head, climbed up in a hurry and said incoherently:

"Just now... those... am I in a dream? No, it's definitely not a dream! You this... how did you move me back?"

I have no way to move you back; I just didn't want you to continue running around, so I moved the whole two streets over and bluffed you a bit.

After curling the corners of his mouth toward the Ophiuchus Director, Hearing Hearing Li Ang didn't explain his little trick, but controlled the painter to sit on the bucket lid, then placed a chair opposite himself, and pointed toward the chair.

"You sit there first, I have a few words to ask the Director."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Sigh."

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Looking at the painter who sighed and stood up again, with a pile of artillery muzzles lighting up behind him, the Ophiuchus Director couldn't help but tremble, then hurriedly stepped forward and sat on the chair Hearing Hearing Li Ang had placed.

Being bombarded by artillery again is just a small matter, but that series of dizzying field switches, the feeling of falling from a bottomless black hole into another black hole, is the real life-taker.

That weird experience of being pinched in the palm of a being more "advanced" than himself, no matter how he jumped or struggled, even discovering that he was still in place after a blink, as if he had never moved, was something he really didn't want to experience again.

As for now... isn't it just sitting on a stool? It's just a matter of the chair touching his butt; sitting on the chair doesn't mean I submit to him... hmm... this is really not that I'm afraid of him, it's just that I want to give him a chance to communicate!

"Food God! How did you do those things just now?"

After successfully convincing himself to sit on the chair Hearing Hearing Li Ang had placed, looking at the pedestrians on the street who were still coming and going and knew nothing about the two weirdos sitting on the street, the Ophiuchus Director's throat couldn't help but move, then he asked with full wariness:

"Is this the anomalous object you got from the Cleanup Bureau specifically to deal with me? Is it?"

"Is the thing Jinniu gave you a set or one? What is the ability? Space transfer? Turning dreams into reality? Mind erosion? Or... time reversal?" None of them, just a mouthful of soft rice.

Shaking his head slightly and denying the Ophiuchus Director's answer, Hearing Hearing Li Ang observed the Ophiuchus Director's situation with the painter's vision, then frowned and asked:

"Director? Are you still not willing to come out?"

"..."

"No matter what plans you have, you can actually try telling me. Can't you even trust me?"

"..."

Speaking of which... does he and Olivia have a thing?

Looking at the Food God who completely ignored him and insisted on letting Olivia come out to answer, the Ophiuchus Director couldn't help but blink, then couldn't help but take out the compound eye of the Myriad Things Cicada, and then was made to tremble by the gaze Hearing Hearing Li Ang cast over.

"Don't misunderstand, this thing is not a lethal type... nor is it used for escaping."

After noticing Hearing Hearing Li Ang's warning gaze, the Ophiuchus Director couldn't help but subconsciously lean back on the chair, then pressed his butt tightly against the chair back and explained hurriedly:

!

"This is just an observational anomalous object that can see your position... I really didn't prepare to run!"

Whether to run or not doesn't matter, but this thing can see my position?

In the Ophiuchus Director's incredibly expectant gaze, Hearing Hearing Li Ang's brow frowned slightly, then he instinctively looked toward the compound eye of the Myriad Things Cicada and looked at the deep cyan compound eye for a moment.

'Human... is it?'

After the millions of compound eyes unfolded and reflected Hearing Hearing Li Ang's... or rather the painter's figure, the thin, translucent cyan eyelids of the compound eye blinked crazily at a terrifying speed like dragonfly wings.

'Kind and steady?', 'Arrogant and extreme?', 'Calm and rational?', 'Crazy and furious?'

'Poor and frugal?', 'No interest in wealth?', 'Preparing to destroy the world?', 'Wanting to establish a brand-new order?'

'No... he is not reasonable!'

'Existence error, he is not necessarily human!'

'Need to re-judge!'

'Human?', 'Mountain and river?', 'City?', 'Beast?', 'Mineral?'

'Kind?', 'Evil?', 'Greedy?', 'Calm?', 'Crazy?'

'What is he?'

'What is he?'

'What exactly is he?'

'?'

(⊙?)???????

(End of chapter)