Steel steam and flame

One of the most important attributes of a hunter is patience, and Cassia knows its importance very well.

Could it be that after pretending to be prey for a long time, the performance skills have become more and more instinctive, and unconsciously, the performance is no longer a performance, but has become a part of oneself..., thus leading to a much reduced patience? If this is the case, it is really a dangerous evolution of instinct...

But it felt even more like staying in Xixia's spiritual world. During this period, I faced enemies that I had never faced before and didn't recognize, which inadvertently consumed most of my patience. After all, I never imagined that the enemies during that period of time would actually need to consider their own countermeasures, how to protect Xixia herself, and how to deal with them smoothly.

But you can't blame all the reasons on Sicia. Cassia reminded himself at the end of his thinking, but it was more like a self-suggestion-like exculpatory speech - in the future, he knew that he would not think about this issue again.

Turning his attention back to the food, Cassia sensed their actual temperature while telling herself to be like an ordinary person and not ignore the temperature tolerance limit of the mouth.

"Mr. No. 1, what do you think of the third general who has emerged from the whirlpool of the extreme sea?" During this period, Ficino tasted all the flavors, put down the tableware and asked.

"It's not a question we should think about, it's too far away from us." As a courtesy, Cassia put down the tableware and looked at Ficino, "Why do you ask about these? The last test? I must know everything you know, maybe you If you don’t know, I also know. In terms of the total amount of information, we are at least equal.”

Ficino shook his head, "I just remembered the questions I asked not long ago. Didn't I get an answer for one of them? I've been guessing who you are, and I'm very curious."

"Curiosity will transform into magical power, which on the one hand allows people to grow rapidly, but on the other hand, a person's time is limited. The cost of rapid growth can be equivalent to overdrawing time in advance, accelerating the process of death, It’s a side effect of curiosity.”

"Just a brief mention, it won't speed up my time. However..." Ficino leaned back and leaned on the wooden chair, creaking, "There are clues, but I won't go deeper. Since you mentioned the impact You will know when it comes, it will take a few months, and you will have the confidence to survive and wait until that moment comes.”

"Deliberately saying that you know, or understand, or are clear, so that I can take the initiative to speak?"

"I never like this kind of thinking." Ficino said in a serious tone, and immediately sighed, "There is an illusion that I try hard to escape from danger, but unknowingly I get closer to it. Emphasis on Perceptual abilities and intuition will be more abundant and more accurate.”

Cassia didn't answer, picked up the tableware and continued to eat - it tasted good, and the main reason was that he didn't need to care about the spines of some fish at this moment, and they could no longer cause harm to his throat.

Ficino knew Cassia's attitude, so he also picked up the tableware and started eating bite by bite. No more talking, more than an hour later, when the two of them finished their meal, he politely said thank you for the sumptuous dinner.

It was now half past eight in the evening. Seeing Cassia who had no plans to find a hotel again, Ficino could only follow behind and walked back together. They went to the area near the center of Motor City to buy books and returned to the river. It's almost ten o'clock around. They got on a tourist boat by the river. They went down the river and saw a night scene with lights as a scenic spot. They landed ashore after half past ten.

"Still not aware of anything." On the bench on the sidewalk by the river, Ficino looked up at the gray-black clouds that had become more numerous again, and tried to find the familiar stars in the gaps. "But my intuition told me that the environment There is something down there that represents danger.”

"When you left the hotel, you said it would most likely be between ten and eleven o'clock. Now..."

"Ten fifty." Cassia gave the specific time. "The estimate was wrong. It should be around early in the morning, around zero o'clock."

"Continue to wait another hour and ten minutes?" Ficino said with a smile, "The air is good, moist and full of water vapor. The wind at night is also cool, and through the gaps in the clouds, you can still see a lot of stars. Well, it's a nice night view. It’s just that there are more clouds.”

"Don't you think we look very deliberate like this?" Ficino couldn't help but say, "It's like saying, 'Come on, I'm waiting for you.'" Such a simple trap can be seen by Bro at a glance. Out."

"Motor City has been a trap from the beginning. They must know it. If they do it carefully, they will not come over and will be more cautious. It's just that they don't know what the real trap is, and they will think..." The answer paused at this time , Cassia wanted to pick up, but in the end her throat moved and she didn't say anything else.

Ficino didn't pay attention to Cassia's movements because he was more or less used to it: "Keep waiting."

At 11:30, there are very few people walking and running at night on the riverside road, and they are all returning to the area where urban buildings gather. Cassia shook his head at this moment, stood up and dragged his luggage, "Let's go to the nearest hotel." He pointed to the hotel's colored light sign in front of him on the right, "It seems that his guess was wrong. It seems that we have to wait until heavy rain."

Ficino didn't know what to say and stared at Cassia for a few seconds, expressing his speechlessness.

After walking more than a hundred meters, Ficino took the initiative to speak, "Maybe the time will go back? About ten minutes ago, the surrounding environment did become different. I can't say what it feels like, but if it's Kobro and the others, this should be It’s Vaspia’s spiritual perception deep in the environment, if the guess is not wrong.”

"Maybe it will be tonight. Your prediction was right, but the time is wrong."

"Can this be a friendly reminder?"

"Good intention? Shouldn't it be dangerous?" Ficino sighed, "Anyway, if something unusual happens, I will definitely be the first to leave. I will not stay to watch the so-called performance you said."

Cassia smiled and expressed her understanding, with a finally soothing tone: "You are a guest after all, and I have no right to force you to stay. But thank you for accompanying me these days."

The answer was expected, but what Ficino didn't understand was just the last sentence. He was thinking about whether to ask, but his intuition came over him, and it instantly turned into a sense of danger, filling his whole body. He wanted to issue a reminder, but a "bang" sound exploded not far away, and a dark ballistic line swept across the river at the same time and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He looked behind him and saw that the suitcase tow bar in Experimental Subject No. 1's hand had been broken by a bullet. In his perception and sight, a fast running voice was about to arrive in front of him in the blink of an eye. Subconsciously pulling out the dagger, his vision remained in the peripheral vision in front of him, and the white light mixed with light blue lit up in the darkness at the same time.

Immediately, the sound of explosions sounded again, and several scattered ballistic lines and the white light in front also twisted and walked hundreds of meters away, directly bombarding them.

"Goodbye!" Ficino shouted, twisting his body irregularly to avoid the bullets. His legs with bulging muscles instantly lifted up to his abdomen, and then he suddenly stamped on the ground, causing him to fly away diagonally. In the blink of an eye, he was already sideways. Cross the river to the other side.

The posture of landing was already accelerating. Ficino ran straight forward, but heard a muffled sound behind him. He turned his head and saw a suitcase flying across the river. It was so heavy that it could barely cross the sidewalk for a meter or two before crashing to the ground. Tactical knives, steel-cased bombs, bullets, etc. were scattered all over the ground.

"Is it that heavy?" He was wondering, but he immediately realized what had happened. After a moment of hesitation, he made a spin, and the dagger he threw turned into an invisible shadow and flew towards Cassia, who was dodging the white light bombardment.

"Thank you!" The voice caught up with him after running more than a hundred meters.

But on the other side of the river where he no longer paid attention, Cassia, who caught the dagger, sighed inwardly, feeling helpless, "Thank you for your help, but throwing it too accurately is not a good thing. If you don't catch it, it will look too deliberate..." ,"

"The weight of the second-generation holy sword seems to make them feel that something is abnormal... The weight of half a ton is indeed unusual. This is because I did not consider it comprehensively. But fortunately, the second-generation holy sword is flat Leave it alone, the blade is not aimed at the kick that kicks the suitcase, otherwise..."