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Chapter 27 The Scientific Railgun

"All the way? You mean, you also concealed your strength, pretended to be a student, and sneaked into a remote countryside where you train low-level Yin Hunter, and made a ill-gotten plan." Ye Feibai lowered his head and fiddled with his nails, his tone was very casual.

"Do you usually like to talk to a lady like this?" Beng Mie's voice sounded very nice, but unfortunately he was covered in cold breath.

"No, no, no, I am always gentle to ladies, but I confirm that the person standing in front of me is not a lady, but a tiger." Ye Feibai finally pulled out the mud in his nails and said laughing.

"The appearance of a tiger will always dispel the curiosity of some weak hunters."

"But he will also attract some hunters with strong curiosity, right?" Ye Feibai looked up halfway and stared at the collapsed clothes.

"What are the purposes you said?" Bang Mie was a little incomprehensible.

"What kind of reward should you pay for your strong appearance, a hunter who can be hostile to you or scare you, to buy me, the sheepdog to protect you, the seemingly soft sheep?"

Ye Feibai's lips curled up. If the reward was not attractive, Ye Feibai was not ready to continue to communicate: "If I guess well, you want to join forces with me to hide your strength."

Beng Mie did not deny it, but took out a piece of paper with a strange piece of metal printed on it. The dark appearance was mixed with purple particles. Even if it was just a photo, you could feel hundreds of dazzling brilliance in the sun.

"What is this?" Ye Feibai suppressed his curiosity and asked me ordinary, just like a housewife asking the vegetable dealer how much cabbage costs per pound today.

Although they pretended very much, Beng Mie obviously saw it, and gently emphasized: "Cosmic alloy, purple dark gold."

He just expressed his name, but his origin was not mentioned, but this name triggered Ye Feibai's curiosity.

"call"

Ye Feibai took a deep breath: "Trade."

Although Ye Feibai didn't understand what the function of this metal was, his brain, which never suffered any loss, told Ye Feibai that this transaction was not a loss and could not be refused at all.

"If you want to know the details of the cooperation, I will tell you slowly when I come to Yulan Building rooftop at 10 o'clock tonight." After saying this, Bumi turned around and left. No matter how much Ren Yefeibai shouted, he couldn't keep it.

Ye Feibai felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, his brain was occupied by two streams of information. The first one was to tell him: "Fool, how could you get involved in the game of those crazy people? How can you not count your strength?"

The second one told him: "Fool, Zi Yao Dark Gold, think about it, how tempting it is. Whether it is sold or made a weapon, it has made a lot of money."

Ye Feibai was frustrated by the noise. He shook his head and took out his cell phone. He searched for Zi Yao Dark Gold and found that there was no information at all, just like a substance that did not belong to the earth.

At this moment, Ye Feibai thought of the words of collapse: "Cosmic alloy? It's interesting."

After confirming the authenticity of the alloy, Ye Feibai decided to cooperate with Bang Mian.

There are three reasons. First, if you lose such people in the game and you are single, you will definitely be at an absolute disadvantage.

Second, if you don’t look for yourself, you will also look for others. You who know the secret of collapse is definitely the first choice to eliminate.

Third, this purple dark gold is really too tempting.

Since he had made a decision, Ye Feibai was much more calm. He lay on the bed and walked around the forum for a while and found that there were some weird posts inside, which shocked Ye Feibai's eyes.

"Shocked, the biggest dark horse this time may be..."

"Shocked, is there any insider information about an unknown person defeating Cui Hao, the top ten of the Bear Sect?"

"Who will win the championship? I will buy it and leave it!"

"Senior Sister Lin Zhirou, I love you!"

Ye Feibai looked at it with a dark look, and countless strange things were mixed in it, especially the courtship post of the female Tyrannosaurus, which gave Ye Feibai the courage to match the brother.

He didn't want to click on other things at all. He turned over a few pages boredly, and Ye Feibai finally found something he was interested in.

"Long live the vice president at the dawn of the student union."

"Dawn of the Student Union? Why do I feel the breath of a cult?" Ye Feibai frowned and carefully clicked on the post.

The content of the post is nothing more than praising the vice president's deeds and some unique insights.

Ye Feibai was somewhat interested in that he published a paper on whether it is possible for ghosts and humans to coexist peacefully or even combine.

"Interesting people, humans live in peace with ghosts. Is it possible? It's impossible, they all deserve to die." Ye Feibai shook his head and directly denied the vice president's view.

When I turned to the end, I didn't find any information about the vice president. Only a photo was attached at the end. Under the afterglow of the sunset, a tall and thin figure showed his little face, his ears flying in the wind, handsome and wise.

Even a fool could think of such a handsome handsome man. Ye Feibai understood it and touched his rough face: "No wonder Lin Zhirou was fascinated by the fascination and looked so basic."

He quickly skipped the photos that hit people. Ye Feibai wanted to see the comments underground, but found that no one commented at all. All the replies were just the poster who was cheering and pushing himself.

"What does this mean?" Ye Feibai was a little curious about why no one followed the posts of the student union's vice president-level figures.

I was about to check out the poster's name and past content, but unexpectedly stepped out and wanted to click back, but found that the post was gone.

"Hmm? I've been deleted?" No matter how Ye Feibai read it, he could not find that post again.

"This vice president seems to be a little problem. Is it not everyone's understanding because of some extreme and stupid ideas? Humph, idiot." Ye Feibai couldn't help but laugh at the people who were trying to be friends with ghosts.

Since there was no way to look at it again, Ye Feibai could only put down his phone and lay on the bed with a big word, waiting quietly for the night to fall, and he would collapse.

Nights come particularly quickly, even when summer nights approach, nights in the Star City come very quickly.

The stars at night are not as prosperous and noisy as the daytime. The noisy giant seems to fall asleep. It may also be because of the abuse of ghosts that most cities have issued curfew instructions. After ten o'clock, there are only bloodthirsty monsters and lonely hunters.

Although summer is approaching, the night is still a little cool. Ye Feibai wrapped his windbreaker tightly and sat by the rooftop early to wait for the collapse to come.

"Have you always been a very trustworthy person?" Ye Feibai heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

"This has always been the case with my business." Ye Feibai slowly turned his head, wanting to see this mysterious loli.

However, this turn of his head scared Ye Feibai. He still had the flashy skirt, and his appearance was no different, but there was a huge cello case behind him, and the huge black piano case was half a body higher than Loli.

"Are you going to perform for me?" Ye Feibai thought that Bang Mie had any weird habits of playing on the rooftop late at night.

"Yes, I want to perform for you." Beng Mie smiled and slowly opened the piano box: "I call it, Chopin's string."

"A huge sniper?" Ye Feibai guessed what was inside. Many killers carried this huge box and took out cool and cruel weapons.

However, when Ye Feibai saw the things in the piano box, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The boss stared at the things inside.

After the piano case is opened, what comes out is not a cello or a huge sniper, but a very precise component, unlike a firearm, but more like a high-precision scientific instrument.

"What is this?" This thing subverts Ye Feibai's perception, and he has never seen such a weapon.

Bengmian slowly picked up the parts and put them together one by one, while deeply stroking the gun body of the weapon full of texture: "I call it Chopin's string, you can understand it as an orbital electromagnetic cannon."
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