The Death Knell

"I'm here, Slade."

Waiter Gwen appeared at just the right time with a lollipop in her mouth. When the squirrels built the big circus, it was not a second earlier or a second later. It can be said to be just right:

"Just like you told me before, I'm ready. Do you want to start now?"

"Well, it seems that you have adjusted well." Su Ming showed a smile and patted the girl's arm: "As for the relationship between dreams and subconsciousness, it seems that you have finished listening to Harley."

In fact, Waiter Gwen's expression was extremely bad now. Even though she was wearing a mask, with only a circle around her mouth exposed, she could feel that the girl was now very haggard, as if she was possessed by a ghost.

Eating sugar is to replenish the energy needed for brain operation. This is a little habit of Gwen. She will eat sugar when she feels that she needs to use her brain.

Other mercenaries often carry daggers, grenades, or shotgun bullets in the shoulder straps of their carrying equipment, but Gwen only carries a large number of lollipops.

She knew that sometimes it was necessary to use her brain, but she was really a bad student. She had a headache when she used her brain, so she could only rely on sugar.

"Ah, when I went to the mall with Harry, I didn't realize that she was still an academic." Waiter Gwen knelt down and drew circles on the ground with her fingers, feeling depressed: "The person I hate most now has passed away. The Marvel trolls on the internet have become Freudian, I’m sick of psychology, it’s not the domain of normal people.”

"Ahem, it seems that the course she prepared for you today is a bit deep, but there is nothing we can do about it." Su Ming comforted the girl, and at the same time asked the adjutant to transfer a sum of credits to her, using a clear ringtone. Come cheer her on: "Next you need to let me into your mind first, then let the squirrels and the circus in, and then let them find a way to lift me to a higher level."

The general principle is this. When I told Gwen before, she understood.

Anyone who has read comics knows that the form generally used to express a character's thoughts is presented on paper as thought bubbles. Is this correct?

The idea is that the idea is a round bubble and the narration is a square box. This seems to be a common rule in the comics industry, whether it is the United States or Japan.

Comics are divided into grids. In most cases, the stories that need to be expressed are in the grids, but there are exceptions.

For example, when a person has too many ideas and needs to express this level of exaggeration, the thought bubble will cross the boundaries of the grid and come outside the grid.

And between the different grids is the destination that Su Ming wants to reach. Between the frames that have nothing but seem to carry everything, it is probably a mysterious place.

Speaking of which, I had touched a little bit about this aspect from Uncle Da's memory. Now that I think about it, I am quite grateful to him.

Uncle Da, like Kang the Conqueror, are both good people.

"I understand that for others, it may not be possible, but for a beautiful girl like me, it's just a piece of cake." Gwen wiped her nostrils with her fingers and stood up proudly. There was no material at all. Chest: "I just want you to enter my mind, and then let the squirrel circus also enter, and then use the same method of building a ladder to lift you into the distance between the paintings. Is this correct?"

"That's right, you understand it right." Su Ming nodded. After all, he paid for it, so he can just enjoy the service with peace of mind.

"And me, I have to go in too." The squirrel girl came over chewing nuts in her mouth. Her short legs jumped quite fast: "After all, I am the only one who can command the squirrel."

"Okay, okay, I know why you chose me. After all, Deadpool and I are almost the same. We both have a huge brain space." Waiter Gwen nodded repeatedly, and she pinched Squirrel Girl's fleshy face: "But I have some Question, why do you have to use a squirrel? Can't you use your android?"

"No, only squirrels can do it, because 'funny' is also a necessary element." Deathstroke shook his head. To be precise, funny is the key, and Gwen's imagination is secondary.

"I see, let's get started." The cheeky girl lay down on the grass, closed her eyes and said, "Be gentle, this is my first time."

"Bang!" She was slapped on the head by the death knell, and the man shook his head speechlessly: "Don't say something so easy for people to misunderstand, you will lose your popularity!"

You're lucky, or your plan is right.

Although using quantum to transform yourself and the squirrels into a signal, entering other people's brains, and entering the so-called comic grid space through indescribable imagination, these seem a bit outrageous.

But it did succeed in the end, or was it half successful?

Because we have indeed come in, but is the place we are in now really a ‘mystery’? Could it be that the squirrels raised their heads and flew themselves out of the fourth wall?

After all, it looks too real here.

While thinking about all this, Su Ming slowly got up from the ground. He rubbed his face and felt the special pain in his head.

It hurts very much, as if something is stirring the brain, but for a soldier, enduring pain is just a basic skill, especially for a mercenary traveling alone. If you are injured, don't expect anyone to help, you can only bear it yourself.

"Strangulation?"

"Hey!"

The symbiote said that it was by the host's side, just like in the past, no matter where it went, it was there.

"Where's the cloak?"

The magic floating cloak behind him immediately rubbed the Supreme Mage's face with its collar, indicating that there was no reason that the symbiote could not do anything that it could not do as a magical weapon.

Although something is very wrong here, the energy contained in the air can be said to be so viscous, and the cloak feels a little "drunk", but it is not a big problem. When it is time to protect the Supreme Mage, it can still do it.

"adjutant?"

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No one answered this question. Obviously, at the current level, the adjutant's communication was temporarily interrupted.

Although there is less opportunity for off-site assistance, this is not the first time. Su Ming is sure to complete the work by himself. Besides, he still has X metal and totem, as well as quantum concepts. Maybe the adjutant will open the communication soon. channel.

It's not a big deal.

"Very good. As expected, I am not fighting alone now." Su Ming clapped his hands with satisfaction and began to observe the surrounding environment: "Speaking of it, this is really a familiar scenery. Have I seen it somewhere before? "

"Hey."

Strangulation immediately gave the answer, that is - hospital.

The location where the host is now is too much like the corridor in a hospital late at night, or the section of road where no one comes to the entrance of the morgue. Except for the emergency light box that emits red light, there are more things hidden here. in the dark.

To put it simply, like the "Escape" game, or the "Konjiam" movie?

"Ahem, it's not that scary. It's just a corridor. Don't scare yourself first." Su Ming quickly covered Xiao Douya's mouth. He didn't know where this place was yet, so it's better not to talk about those things. It's unlucky. .