Abyss Express

Before I knew it, a month had passed.

There are more Christmas decorations at Jiujie Station, but BOSS is not interested in celebrating this foreign festival. It’s just that Jiujie Terminal needs multiculturalism and brings the festive atmosphere to New Year’s Day.

Xueming also slowly accepted the name [Zhang Congfeng]. Three weeks later, people gradually accepted the new psychological counselor. Sister Hong seemed to see something, but she didn't say it clearly——

——This nameless housekeeper has a pair of fiery eyes, and 9527 is a fierce and arrogant Huangshi native. If she is asked to choose a husband, she will never settle for a substitute.

Therefore, Sister Hong deduces that Xiao Zhang, who is often mixed up with his little finger and treats people in the sanatorium, must have a not simple identity. She could vaguely feel that the gunsmith was not dead, but had gone into hiding behind the scenes through another political means.

During the Christmas period, Sister Hong was responsible for organizing the Gunsmith Imitation Show. She had been taking care of these chores at the front desk. When she encountered the tasks assigned by the organization, she immediately realized that the nameless boss had really not left them.

All kinds of contestants come to JoeStar one after another. When these Li Gui meet Li Kui, they can still laugh and joke a few words, make gestures with each other, and exchange experiences in disguise and cosplay. The real Jiang Xueming can only say a few embarrassing flatteries, and then Hide back in the club's healing room.

On New Year's Day, David Victor is one year older.

This time, Teacher Victor only received one gift. Only Meteor sent a roasted suckling pig. As a souvenir of the surface world, it was a wedding gift baked by Bumi's mother for Mr. Victor. It was late - because The news of Victor's marriage came too quickly, and there was no time to prepare properly.

On January 8, 2033, Dr. Zhang checked the mental state of the anonymous mistress as usual according to the schedule, and after completing the psychological consultation, when he returned to the first floor, he heard the pioneer team of the Red Stone School. News about continuing to explore the southwest.

The Anonymous Bar also became deserted, not as crowded as the previous few days. At this time, Xueming began to get excited. He could finally take a good rest and enjoy the loneliness and loneliness alone.

He went to the workshop and took a look. Foianini and Billy were still maintaining the chassis of the big truck——

——This car is Xueming’s heart and soul, but the road traffic in the underground world is really bad. In the past, it was used as a means of transportation with heavy firepower to conquer the bad roads in various towns and villages, and the chassis of the vehicle was also the most vulnerable to damage. place.

The entire set of gun-making tools is still in place, but after a simple sealing, the gunsmith's vise and lathe have been coated with a layer of oil wax. According to the news agency, they are preparing to put the gun together with the secret library. The relics of craftsmen are treated as cultural relics. We must let future children know that there is such a bright star in human history.

Xueming only felt it was a pity——

——It’s just a simple set of tools. It doesn’t have much value in itself. If you want to be honest, thousands of years from now, the toilet in an ordinary family will become a cultural relic.

"Teacher" Foianini saw someone at the door and was in a daze: "Oh oh oh Doctor Zhang!"

Xueming pretended to have a local Brunwell accent and spoke with some uvula: "You are still working, right? I have been hearing noises from the workshop these days."

"We are working. I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang." Foianini scratched his head and took off his apron: "I thought you were the teacher just now."

"Oh." Xueming then asked, "Am I similar to him?"

"No, no, no, no, no." Foianini explained quickly: "Just now you were leaning against the door and sticking half of your head out. The teacher used to like to peek at us like this."

At this point, Foianini felt a little embarrassed.

"I learned machining from my teacher, and he taught me step by step. As soon as he left the work station, my eldest brother and I started to be lazy. Over time, the teacher liked to come secretly to check on us. When we were making things, we would always have a string. ——Only later did I realize that this was good for us.”

"That's right." Xueming suddenly realized: "Then I will just barge in next time?"

"Okay." Foianini smiled and said, "Just walk in. It's scary to lean against the door."

Billy wore a magnifying glass and worked on parts at the drill press, concentrating and meticulously. Foianini felt uncomfortable disturbing his eldest brother, so he pulled Dr. Zhang to the forge next to the workshop.

"Doctor, did you come here today to ask for something from us?"

Xueming said bluntly: "I'm just curious. This is my first time coming back to work in this place. I used to live in the residential area of ​​Brunwell, and I have never been to a place so far away from the main station. I have been tortured by the noise of the workshop for several days. What? I want to see what it’s like.”

"Hehe! Hahahahaha," Foianini said with a sneer, "This is considered noise! ​​You doctors are so sensitive!"

Xueming: "Is this too sensitive?"

Foianini: "Hey! So sensitive! I used to work with my teacher. Those were the years when the Crazy Butterfly Cult was at its most rampant. The elite units of the war group needed tailor-made weapons. A single platoon of work lasted half a year without any vacations. Yes, the forge never stops firing, the power hammers and stamping machines are always working, and the dinosaurs are clanging - the teacher is playing with the dial indicator in this environment, and he seems to be completely unable to hear these noises."

"How can I compare with professional craftsmen?" Xueming waved his hand, somewhat begging for mercy.

Foianini was a little skeptical at first, but now he has dispelled this suspicion. Dr. Zhang Congfeng and Jiang Xueming are two completely different people.

This new psychological counselor smiles all day long, talks to people in a gentle and kind manner, and looks like a piece of soft velvet.

"How is the master's mental state lately?" Foianini asked about this matter.

Xueming: "It remains to be seen."

Foianini: "It's not good, right? My eldest brother's girlfriend ran away, and he had to be sad for a long time. The teacher's wife suddenly lost her husband. She was already epileptic - I hope you, doctor, can take good care of her. The teacher's The child has lost his father, so nothing can happen to my wife."

Xueming thought for a while and couldn't answer this question.

Because 9527 has been so fun for more than a month. I don’t even have to go to work. I run from the Nine Realms to Hong Kong. I am either taking care of the cubs or playing cards. At night, I secretly brought this "psychological counselor" to the Five Kings Council. In the guest room, the old couple still want to play some role-playing, which is weird.

"Uh" Xueming's expression became awkward.

Foianini saw the doctor's expression and became nervous.

"Doctor Zhang, is my wife's condition very serious? You seem to be..."

"Nothing, it's okay." Xueming patted Foianini on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will try my best."

Hearing the doctor's promise, Foianini stopped being pretentious. He happily took Xueming to the fish pond, "Come on, doctor, follow me."

The two came to the fish pond and there was a small tool room, which was where Xueming usually kept his fishing gear.

Foianini brought out the small bench and asked Xueming to sit down.

"Aren't you curious? This used to be our JoeStar campsite. We occasionally held barbecues. Our great chef Jason was very good at cooking. He just fished out of the teacher's chilled box, no matter what kind of fish he caught. He all has different ways of doing it, which is amazing!"

"When the teacher had nothing to do, it was"

Foianini suddenly choked up, turned around, and tried another way of saying it.

"It's just that he has no mission. The bastard of the Crazy Butterfly Sect has to avoid the limelight. He occasionally has a few days off. He likes to squat by this fish pond and boxing to warm up, and then start fishing."

"BOSS spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to build such a fish pond."

At this point, Foianini stopped talking.

He held his chin up and looked at the sparkling water and the freshwater fish underwater. Without the hunter, these fish were growing gratifyingly. Under the green duckweed, there were black and round fish.

"No one comes to fish now?" Xueming asked.

Foianini calmed down and said, "I just miss him a little bit after seeing things."

Xueming: "Then change the place and sit at the front desk?"

"No, no, no, no." Foianini stood up quickly, took the bench away, and took it back to the tool room: "I'm still alive, I'll go back first, I'll go back first, Dr. Zhang, you can go shopping by yourself - I'm sorry."

The shy Foianini looked aggrieved, like a defeated general.

"I can't see your face. It still needs some time. I...I'm going to do my work first."

Xueming followed Foianini and sent the bench back to the warehouse: "If you need it, you can come to me in the treatment room."

Saying goodbye to his apprentice, Xueming went to the Council of Five Kings. He still had a few things to do today.

Crossing the path to the guest room from the observatory, he and Sister Hong looked at each other and nodded to each other, as if everything was understood. Sister Hong understood immediately, glanced at Xueming's body, and immediately changed the menu in the treatment room - she knew what the boss needed. In the past few months, Xueming had to start training again.

Taking the elevator back to the General Director's Counter on the first floor, Xueming got into the crowded queue and headed straight towards the [Glorious Road] to get the new pyroxene.

According to the stone-granting tradition, the Heart of Steel was completely destroyed during the battle with George Joshua and the gunsmith died. There was no chance of recasting this piece of jewelry. He must follow the gunsmith to build the coffin and bury it in the earth, and then return to the soul's treasure house.

Recruiters from various schools still stand on both sides of the porch of the Shining Path, selling new psykers a bright future.

When it was Xueming's turn, the lobby manager Marcus waved and asked the "newcomer" to take out his ID card and sextant braille card and go to see His Excellency Ling Weng.

The courtyard was filled with colorful polygonal crystals and stone porches. Returning to Ling Weng again, Jiang Xueming saw that the statue of a god made of gold, silver, copper and iron had become lifelike.

Ling Weng looked at the visitor with bright eyes.

"Oh!~Oops!~"

Jiang Xueming: "What's wrong?"

Ling Weng: "I forgot to draw the design for your new amulet."

Jiang Xueming: "Then how many days will I come back?"

Naturally, Ling Weng was well aware of Jiang Xueming's new identity. This naughty god was Aohun Mingde's right-hand man. However, after the New Year, the number of psychics increased dramatically in the past few days, and he was asked to serve as Xueming's. The Talisman thought of something, but he didn't have any time at all. He had to concentrate on doing such an important thing.

"No need!" Ling Weng found suitable materials from the pile of jewelry, "Let me improvise!"

The god of craftsmen once again took out the six-color Rubik's Cube and recognized the properties of pyroxene——

"Uh-huh."

"Hongshi likes you very much! ~ You are a passionate and brave person!"

"Blue Stone also likes you very much. You are a bad guy, and you can weave cunning and clever strategies with your toes."

"Greenstone loves you so much! ~ Little bad guy! You are full of life!"

"Huangshi regards you as the only one in his life, oh! You have a very powerful commanding power."

"The Black Stone wants to suck you dry! It says! Stop and don't move!"

"Shiraishi is still not interested in you. You are full of energy and electricity."

The six-color Rubik's Cube was still motionless. In Jiang Xueming's hands, it seemed to be welded to death and could not be twisted at all.

Ling Weng rubbed his alloy chin: "What should I do!? What should I do?! Which one should I choose?"

Xueming simply exerted her strength——

——The Rubik's Cube exploded, finally revealing its core, a pure and colorless stone.

"Yes! It still looks so indifferent!" Ling Weng took out eight corundums, eight in total: "It has been nine years, and you are back in front of me again. Your essence seems to be able to withstand the power. A bigger psychic amplifier, let’s try it!”

"Walking into a deep and wide cave, there is a fairy with beautiful braided hair."

"She's right in front of you—"

"——There is a raging fire burning in the hearth, floating in all directions."

A burst of hot flames burst out from Ling Weng's mouthpiece. Different from the original cold forging method of the Heart of Steel, this time it needs to be heat treated.

A long string of scraps of various shapes rushed out of the gemstone jewelry. After removing the stones on the base, they had to be tested by fire. Various alloys began to turn black and red, and were bound by Ling Weng's powerful spiritual energy. In an invisible oven.

"Split the cedar, split the juniper, and the fragrance fills the entire island."

When Ling Weng shook his hand, his arm made a clear ringing sound.

"The fairy is singing, opening her sweet voice, walking back and forth, along the loom, spinning cloth with a golden shuttle."

"The cave is surrounded by lush woods, with birds' nests built on the trees and ivy branches climbing around the cave."

"Hang up sweet grapes! Spit out sparkling clean water!"

Eight colorless and transparent corundums are neatly arranged in front of the golden high-temperature steel wire.

Just like a spinning machine, steel is constantly interwoven and interwoven, and these gems are wrapped in layers.

"The coming gods will also praise you and fill their hearts with joy after seeing them."

After saying the congratulations and singing the hymns.

A handful of cold water was splashed on the steel, and the steaming mist immediately bloomed into a brilliant illusion of light in the garden of the Shining Path.

Xueming couldn't understand, but was shocked——

"——Is this my life amulet?"

Ling Weng held these eight pyroxene jewelry. They were neatly suspended in a line, like eight thick thimbles. They were made according to the size of Xueming's finger. No gems could be seen.

The corundum was so tightly wrapped in the ring that no light came out.

"Try it."

These rings looked so strange, Xueming was very puzzled.

He stretched out his hands and passed through the ring, and there were two shiny white steel on his hands.

"Do you feel any changes?" Ling Weng raised his copper-colored eyebrows with a proud expression.

Xueming: "Well, it seems to be almost the same as before?"

They seem to have the same effect as the Heart of Steel, keeping people calm.

"That's about right. The colorless stone has this effect." Ling Weng explained seriously: "Do you expect it to have any other fancy functions?"

Xueming raised his left hand: "These four are for Xiao Qi, right?"

Ling Weng: "Yes, when you hold hands and walk forward, your right hand is also holding her left hand."

Xueming: "Is there anything else?"

Ling Weng: "Make a fist, not two fists together. Damn it!"

Before he finished speaking——

——Xue Ming has clenched his fists.

Accompanied by the high-pitched roar of Pankrasin's combat skills, the song of the nightingale burst out in an instant.

The psychic amplifier composed of eight life amulets collided together with the fist clenching movement, and seemed to become magnets, causing these relatively independent rings to stick together tightly and turn into a strong steel finger tiger.

The stone beams of the doorway in the courtyard exploded with rough carvings, which were caused by Pankrasin's sonic attack that shattered the stone bricks.

The nearby Lingweng was the first to bear the brunt, and his loose metal dummy made bursts of sharp and ear-piercing explosions.

The crystal rock blocks growing in the Path of Radiance also suffered. They were unable to survive this extremely powerful psychic impact. Two groups of purple-red crystal mines were cut off by this overbearing psychic tide. The scars caused by Pankrasin It is as smooth as a mirror.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that pieces of cloth and flesh fell from Xueming's right arm, and two fingers fell from his left arm, and blood flowed profusely for a while.

Ling Weng was beaten and staggered around. He quickly went outside to ask Marcus for a bottle of panacea and came back to treat Xueming's injuries.

"Tsk" Xueming didn't know what to say.

Ling Weng: "Don't worry!"

Xueming: "You're too late."

Ling Weng: "Don't be impatient!"

Xueming: "It's just that you said it too late! How did I know this thing is so powerful!"

Ling Weng: "Don't worry!"

Xueming: "I want to wear eight and you didn't stop me! Besides making fists, clenching fists, clenching fists, clenching fists, I just like to do rituals and tell riddles. Just tell me if you don't want to. Now it's better, I can understand how to make fists." .”

Ling Weng took the boy's finger back and finally admitted his mistake.

"My mine."