RNP Chapter 64 I... I've already been exposed~
Chapter 64 I... I've already been exposed~
On March 7th, he strode forward, grabbed the back of "Sambo's" collar as he tried to slip into the crowd, and said with absolute certainty:
"Hey! Qingyuan! Where did you hide the real Sambo? Or... have you teamed up with him again for some kind of performance art?"
Hoshino also stepped forward in perfect unison, crossing his arms to block Sambo's path, his gray eyes gleaming with an all-knowing light:
The last time we made eye contact, I felt that look was eerily familiar. It really was you.
"Exactly!" March 7th put his hands on his hips, walked around "Sambo" once, and his face was full of disgust.
"And there's this virtual title floating above her head: 'A Super Pleasant Girl Who Isn't a Firework.'"
Paired with this bizarre and tastelessly modified outfit... who else but you, Qingyuan, could pull off such a disastrous job?
Does the temperature drop mean that March 7th will automatically switch modes like a husky encountering snow?
Finally, even the usually silent Dan Heng sighed, stepped forward, extended his hand, and spoke with a sincere tone tinged with an undeniable subtlety:
"Qingyuan, let's take off the disguise. This outfit... well, it's really testing the limits of visual tolerance."
Sambo, whose movements were frozen under the watchful eyes of three pairs of people, raised his hand to scratch his messy wig and let out a sigh of defeat.
With a barely perceptible energy fluctuation, the fine optical projection covering the body surface rippled and dissipated like water ripples, revealing Qing Yuan's face with her signature innocent yet cunning smile.
She looked at Xing, her eyes full of confusion: "I don't understand. I used holographic projection, which theoretically simulates even micro-expressions and pupil reflections."
"Star, how did you... make eye contact with me?"
Xing puffed out his chest, a radiant smile mingling with smugness and mystery spreading across his face, his thumb confidently pointing to his heart:
Need I say more? Of course it's the unbreakable bond between us—'telepathy'!
It couldn't possibly be because you've been driving recklessly that you developed this skill.
"I know my words all too well," March 7th said, shrugging his shoulders with a "no need to ask" expression.
Even if you turned into a piggy bank, the rhythm of your walk, the angle of your head tilt, and that "before causing trouble" aura would all be like a certified piece of pork.
Dan Heng honestly added, "I mainly thought that since they were so certain, I should test the waters first." He paused, "It seems to have worked."
Xing glanced at Qingyuan, who had returned to her original form, then looked around at the still bustling crowd, but the real blue-haired figure was nowhere to be seen. She pressed on, "Alright, confess. Where's the real Sangbo? What did you do to him?"
"Ahem," Qing Yuan cleared her throat, her eyes starting to dart around, but she tried her best to maintain the posture of a "partner of justice."
Well... he's always thinking of preparing "surprises" for you guys, just to amuse himself by watching you scramble around in a flurry.
As your most reliable (self-proclaimed) companion, how could I tolerate such despicable behavior?
She held up one finger, her expression becoming serious: "So, upholding the spirit of unity, mutual assistance, and maintaining team harmony, I gave him some... well, a small, educational 'punishment'."
I assure you, at least until the end of this Beloborg pioneering trip, he shouldn't have the time or energy to cause you any more trouble.
March 7th stared at Qingyuan for two seconds, then slowly and clearly rolled her eyes dramatically, her gaze conveying a silent yet deafening rant:
You were just trying to use Sambo's appearance to play us for fools, weren't you?
That's absolutely right! Your "punishment" is just a way to settle personal scores and have some fun on the side!
Qingyuan received the signal in her eyes, immediately looked away, and started whistling completely out of tune, trying to get away with the innocent aura of "the weather is so nice today".
According to the original "script", at this moment, some blue-haired fun-loving guy should have jumped out and introduced the Lower City's Earthfire and Seele to the train crew with a grin.
Unfortunately, that extra is probably enjoying a special "vacation" provided by Qingyuan right now and is temporarily unable to go online.
Considering her "glorious deeds" in Belleburg and Seele's vivid memory of her subtle resistance to certain overly enthusiastic interactions.
Qingyuan wisely decided that it was better to remain out of the public eye for the time being when it came to serious matters.
And so, her figure swayed and came before the future Great Guardian.
Bronya was lost in thought, watching the mine carts being hauled away, her silver-gray hair gleaming faintly in the cold sunlight streaming through the high windows.
Qingyuan's arrival was completely silent until her voice, tinged with a hint of eagerness, rang out:
"Good evening, Commander Bronya," Qingyuan leaned closer and casually pointed upwards towards the sky.
"What do you think would happen if I gave Arilo-VI two extra 'suns'?"
Perhaps the energy clash can neutralize the annoying influence of the stellar core! With three suns taking turns on duty, the snowstorm should finally subside, right?
Bronya turned around, her eyes showing a hint of helplessness at Qingyuan's wildly imaginative suggestion.
"If you're trying to extract information about the Star Core from me in this way,"
Her voice was clear and steady, "I can only tell you that you will not gain anything."
I really don't know it.
"Oh dear, why would you think that?"
Qingyuan immediately waved her hand, her face showing an underestimation of her worth, slightly exaggerated grievance.
I know exactly where the star core is.
I know exactly where they're hiding, what their current state is, and roughly when they'll cause trouble.
She paused, her tone becoming slightly more serious, but the playful glint in her eyes remained. "But this is the 'exploration' and 'experience' that belongs to Xing, Sanyueqi, and Danheng, the three little ones."
If I were to go over there now and solve the problem in a snap, wouldn't that be counterproductive? How pointless!
She crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin. The posture was not one of showing off, but rather a calm statement, which only highlighted the weight that might be behind it: "Besides, Bronya, if I really wanted to do something, the 'Star Core' itself was never the problem."
Even if 'Flaming Wind' were to personally descend upon this planet now... he'd have to ask for my permission first before he could do anything he wanted.
Bronya frowned slightly: "'Foehn'? Who is that?"
"Hmm..." Qingyuan stroked her chin, seemingly considering her description, "A troublesome guy with a bad reputation in the galaxy, an even worse temper, and who is indeed quite good at fighting."
But don't worry about him, he's probably busy somewhere else taking apart the stars to play with right now.
She quickly steered the conversation back on track, her smile brightening again. "Let's go back to that more constructive topic we were discussing earlier!"
I swear on my... well, extensive cosmic knowledge, I'm serious!
She looked up at the sky again, her eyes shining, as if she had already drawn up a blueprint in her mind: "And, thinking about it carefully, three suns seem a bit too hot, not distinctive enough."
How about... we change one of the suns to green? A vibrant, emerald green!
Imagine the green sunlight shining on the snowfield, and the sunset in Belleburg would turn into a dreamy gradient of colors!
It's absolutely unique, and might even boost local tourism!
Bronya: "..."
Actually... speaking of small, you seem to be the smallest one.