The confrontation lasted for a short time, and then the two started a "Rice-meat dumplings attack and defense war" with chopsticks. Stop the other party from taking Rice-meat dumplings, and try to put Rice-meat dumplings in his bowl. This action can be said to show their skills completely.
A small Rice-meat dumplings moved freely between the two chopsticks. Gradually, the shadow of chopsticks disappeared between the two people, leaving only a Rice-meat dumplings floating up and down in the air, of course, the whirring wind is also indispensable.
Gradually, this struggle was no longer just between two pairs of chopsticks. The empty hands, legs, and dishes on the table became weapons for the struggle. The small-scale battle separated by Sally can be said to be the most exciting scene in recent times. In order to eat Rice-meat dumplings, both of them tried their best. Foot to foot, hand to hand, hitting chopsticks with chopsticks, the sparks between the two become increasingly lively.
Continuing on, it was no longer just a fixed position battle. Starting from Jess, he kicked Jack on his chair, trying to kick him away from the table. However, Jack lifted a chair leg and turned it around to return to the battle. The fighting style between the two has expanded to more styles.
However, Sally, who was sitting between Jess and Jack, gradually became impatient. Just as they kicked each other out of their chairs and stood up, a red shadow came between them with great destructive power and grabbed the Rice-meat dumplings.
Watching Rice-meat dumplings being taken into Sally's mouth by the red shadow, the two once wanted to chase. But when they saw the separated Lancinus Spear, which seemed to have spirituality, one person was being stared at by another, agile like a precursor to a cobra's attack, Jess and Jack gave up further attacks.
With a sigh, I don't know who said first: "There seems to be Rice-meat dumplings in the pot." They both rushed to the soup pot again. But the only remaining Rice-meat dumplings disappeared from their eyes in an instant.
Both of them saw the confusion on each other's faces, and in the next moment, their doubts were lifted. Adam was leaning back in his chair, enjoying the last Rice-meat dumplings with soup.
"Ya... Adam, you're too thief. Who says you can use time to pause to grab food!" Jess said before turning around and catching Jack's knife.
"Do you have any objections to what Adam wants to eat?" Although Jack had a smile on his face, he changed his smile as he tried his best to eat. He also made the knife in his hand approach Jess's face step by step.
"Alright! Don't use too much force! Just ate enough, don't make any fuss." Jess said hard before Jack retrieved the knife. The two of them pulled back their chairs and sat down at the table again.
Because he could not eat Rice-meat dumplings, Jess was very unhappy to add another bowl of rice and immerse himself in eating. Yan Ni then smiled, "Sorry, I seem to have eaten too much Rice-meat dumplings."
"It's you! The culprit! I didn't eat Rice-meat dumplings!" Jess stood up angrily, slapped the table and scolded.
"Oh, it's so pathetic." Yanni picked up a complete Rice-meat dumplings from the bowl and held it to Jess. "Come on, I'll feed you. Ah," she said
Seeing the action of Rice-meat dumplings feeding to his mouth, Jess was very happy to open his mouth wide. "Ah~"
At the moment Yanni handed the Rice-meat dumplings forward to Jess's mouth, she put it back into her mouth and chewed it, showing a very intoxicated expression, saying, "Eat well!"
Disappointed, Jess only glanced at Yanni, then reached out his big hand and grabbed Yanni's neck, retracting his lips together. At the same time, Jess's tongue also swept into Yanni's mouth, rolling all the food into his mouth before stopping.
From beginning to end, Yanni just widened her eyes and looked at Jess. When she saw Jess sitting back in her seat, eating with a very happy expression, her fists couldn't help but clench. Her trembling body reflected her current mood.
Unexpectedly, one of the parties involved said in a tone of indifference, "Why, don't you drink soup? It's not tasty to let it cool down."
"You..." With Yan Ni's strong tone and raised hands, more than ten oval shaped magic balls appeared around her. "The big bastard who should go down to eighteen levels of hell!"
As he swung his hands down, the oval shaped magic ball hit Jess from various angles. After a flicker of light and shadow, Jack, Sally, Mifar, and Monica were all seen lifting a table leg to the side, while Adam stood far away. Jess was lying on the ground panting, while Yanni quickly left the dining room.
Everyone just looked at Jess lying on the ground, and Adam was the first to follow Yanni's footsteps and chase after him. After Michael let go, the second one chased after him. But halfway back, she kicked the fallen Jess before walking out without looking back. Monica finally let go, glanced at Jess, shook her head, and w
"Wow~" Hanniel stared dumbfounded as she listened to Monica finish talking about the past. She leaned her little head, and no one could see through what a seven year old girl was thinking.
"Sister Monica."
Just swallowed the hard won Rice-meat dumplings, Monissa smiled and replied, "What's the matter?"
"How did the oval magic ball used by my mother get done?" When she learned that my mother was one of the Seven Warriors, Hanniel pestered Yanni to teach her techniques. She, who is enthusiastic about it, would naturally want to ask carefully if she has a different skill.
Monica only smiled a little. "I'm on site, it's better to ask your mother."
Upon hearing this, Han Nier naturally cast a questioning gaze. After taking a sip of chrysanthemum tea after dinner, Yan Ni asked in response, "Hanni, what do you think should be done? Think for yourself first."
"Mmm~" Han Nier crossed her hands and muttered for a while.
"Is that right?" The hand held in front of her chest condensed a magic ball, about the size of a fist, and when viewed from outside, it looked like a bubble. The almost transparent light blue gave off a feeling of bursting with a single thrust. Perhaps the most basic level that a novice wizard can achieve is like this, but going further can be as difficult as climbing the sky. However, it is not easy for a producer to have such skills at the age of seven.
Concentrate desperately, staring at the magic ball in your hand. After a long period of tense atmosphere, the magic ball finally began to spin. The rotation speed became faster and faster, gradually turning the original spherical shape into a flat one, emitting a magical light blue light like a cake shaped surface.
"Touch!" The spinning magic ball exploded. Due to the limited concentration of magic, the exploding magic ball only brought a gust of wind to Hanniel's face. But this technique has already made the little girl sweat profusely.
Monica, who picked up the napkin from the table, was wiping the sweat off Hanniel's forehead. Hanniel couldn't wait to show off and said, "Mother, mother, is it what I just did?"
"Hmm hmm~" Yan Ni chuckled softly several times before slowly shaking her head and saying, "The technique you did at that time was not like that. But the technique you just did is also one of the applied techniques."
In a short while, a magic ball of the same fist size appeared in the open palm, but Yan Ni's magic ball was obviously more than Han Nier's. With a slight thought, the magic ball spun rapidly. In the rapid spin, the magic ball turned into a disc with sharp edges.
"This method is used for cutting. The sharp outer edge can cause much more damage than a regular circle." Yan Ni raised her hand and a circular magic ball swept over the candlestick on the dining table, taking away the upper half of the candle.
With one hand imprinting, Yan Ni let out a low shout, "Explode!" The magic ball exploded with a candle.
"However, what was used to attack Jess at that time was not this form of magic ball. It was like this." Raise the index fingers of both hands, and pour a magic ball at each end. The orthodox circular magic ball began to undergo different changes as two approached. When they come into contact, the two circular magic balls turn into an oval shape.
"The correct answer is that the two magic balls are combined together, but not completely overlapping." After reading her own work, Yanni turned to Hannier with a satisfied smile and continued, "The attack form formed by the two magic balls is very time-consuming, because if one is careless, it can explode and harm oneself early, but its power is not just one plus one equals two. Its concentrated form allows the impact force to be concentrated. It can also explode in an imbalanced state caused by contact, which is very different from other types in terms of attack properties. Of course, there is not only one method, but these are just mathematical knowledge I learned from the pilot fake study." The theory I have obtained. My teacher also said that it is possible to use this form of penetration attack. But I still can't do it now. It just explodes when it comes into contact with something. Maybe there is something else that I didn't expect
"Mathematics and physics?" Yan Ni looked at the question mark on Han Nier's face and said, "Isn't it the homework you learned yesterday? Don't think your mother only cares about eating and doesn't even care about children."
"Ah ah~" Yan Ni couldn't help feeling powerless as she looked at the expression of a sudden realization. But Hannier continued excitedly, "Mother, why do you say there's more than one method?"
"Because my teacher only showed me the shape of an ellipse at that time, but he couldn't explain why he could create that shape, nor did he use my method. He only knew what shape he wanted, and there was a magic ball of that shape. That theory was derived from the observation points I later learned from the pilot study."
"Teacher... Ah! Yes! Teacher Aofang once said that there is more than one method. Sigh~Do you remember that time I was really..." Monica, who held Hanniel on her lap, fell into memories again.
Monica, who left alone, walked back to the familiar tower. Although many days have passed since leaving here, the forest at night is still so peaceful, eerie, and familiar. I don't know if that old gentleman is still in the same place, this is already his last destination. Looking around, surrounded by walking zombies, flesh and mud, and a bunch of strange creatures, listening to the familiar whispers and explosions... the sound of explosions!
In a daze, Monica watched helplessly as smoke and fire emerged from the bottom of the tower, and the angle of inclination gradually increased. When the entire tower collapsed, the loud noise caused brought Monica back to the world.
"Damn it! Teacher... Teacher, where are you?" Quickly ran to the pile of waste soil, and Monica dug up the pile of soil that might belong to the basement area based on her memory.
The hands that were desperately scraping the soil were all skinned, but there was no substantial help at all. It was just a crazy guy making meaningless moves. The feeling of not wanting to lose or be abandoned again made Monica cry.
Tears dripped down the hole frantically dug with both hands, and Monica's movements gradually stopped. What kind of mood is this? Is it another disappointment? I have lost many things, but now even the last trace has been taken away. The feeling of regret should be like this.
"Teacher~" shouted to the moon in the sky, and Monica shouted out the sadness in her heart. The sound echoing in the forest seemed to echo Monica, and even the whisperers who were not rushed to the side seemed to be influenced by such emotions. Monica knelt on the ground, pounding the mound of soil, and repeated with a whimper, "Teacher... Teacher Aofang..."
"What's going on? Little girl, crying so sadly?"
"Are you hallucinating? How can I hear the voice of a dead person?" Monica turned back trembling and saw the familiar figure of an old gentleman. Although holding a large bag of vegetable and fruit food, the consistent style of clothing and energetic smile still give the impression of being Austrian.
"Teacher... you..." Monica pointed to the toppling tower and then pointed back to Aufang standing behind her, looking incredulously.
"What are you crying for? You're crying hysterically."
"You... aren't you inside?"
"Who told you I was inside? On the contrary, how did this place turn out like this, just going out to buy things?"
"Just now... there was an explosion..."
"Ah! Could it be that I forgot to turn off the specially made alcohol lamp when I went out! It's really terrible..."
Watching the old gentleman's rough and nervous appearance, Monica couldn't help but get angry. "Isn't it enough to just say 'bad'?"
"Alright, alright!" Aofang threw the bag in his hand onto Monica, preventing her from continuing to be hysterical. "There is tea inside, and the set of tea utensils placed outside seems to have been confiscated. Let's look for it. You can go brew two cups of tea first and drink it. I'll handle it here."
Looking at Aofang's back, Monica muttered, "Why do you always encounter someone who doesn't listen to others finish speaking?" After complaining, Monica shook her head and obediently found a tea set to find a way to brew tea.
I saw the Austrian side standing in front of the mound, swaying left and right, thinking for a while before beginning to murmur unknown language. A pitch black hole immediately opened up on the ground, and countless monocular giants emerged from the hole.
"Roar~" The giants' voices seemed to convey some meaning. The Austrian side pointed to the toppling tower and said, "Let's rebuild it, Titan." The giants from the cave entrance followed the command to rebuild the fallen stone pile, feeling like children playing with blocks.
Monica set up the forgotten chair and table, and just as the teacup was placed on the table, Aufang slowly walked over and turned to observe, saying, "Don't worry, it should be completed before dawn."
As she poured tea into the cup, Monica asked, "Teacher, what are they?"
Sitting in his seat, crossing his legs, Aofang took a sip of tea before saying, "The inhabitants of hell, the Titan giant tribe. They are quite strong, but they are very obedient. Eh~Why are you so many wounds on your hands?"
Upon hearing Aofang's words, Monica quickly hid her hand behind her and said awkwardly, "It's okay, it'll be all right in one go."
"Do you remember catalysis? The element application techniques I taught you before."
Monica nodded in confusion, not understanding why the Austrian side was catalyzing at this moment. As the Austrian side continued, "Catalysis can be used on top of elements to create countless techniques. For example, a fireball can be condensed from a large amount of fire element, or a small amount of fire element can be used for forward catalysis to achieve the same power effect. Everything is composed of elements, and of course, catalytic techniques can also be used. As long as forward catalysis is applied to the wound, the healing speed of the wound can be accelerated. Of course, the catalytic methods and techniques of any object are not the same, including acceleration, temperature, herbs, symbiotic properties, media, etc., which are related to the catalysis of the body. However, by trying it a few times, you should be able to master the trick. This is a type of healing technique, understand?" "?"
In a half knowing and half understanding situation, Monica nodded in response, as she still had a chance to ask carefully in the future. Upon seeing Monica's positive response, Aofang smiled and said, "Why don't we give it a try?"
"Ah, the wound has healed," said Monica as she reached out her hands hidden behind her and looked at them
"Hahaha! It doesn't matter, there are plenty of opportunities in the future."
Looking at Aofang's cheerful smile, Monica couldn't help but feel uneasy because the words she just heard were really frightening.
Meanwhile, a roar caught Monica's attention. The originally collapsed tower has been rebuilt, and the Titan giants are clamoring there because they have nothing to do. Only a few giants have built the seventh floor on the originally six story tower. Most giants impatiently uproot the trees in the forest and discard them to the side, while Monica nervously looks towards Orphan. "Teacher, what's going on here?"
Looking back. "Oh, do it well," Aufang said after taking a sip of tea. "Their weakness is that they get angry over there when they have nothing to do. Just tell them to go back to hell."
"Teacher, why don't you quickly invite them back?"
After tilting his head left and right two or three times, he touched his forehead and laughed loudly, "I seem to have forgotten the spell to invite them back."
"Oh my god! So... what should we do now?"
"Mmm~" The Austrian side pondered for a long time amidst the cries of destruction from the giants, then looked up and smiled, saying, "It's okay, there's another way. Give me that spell book." He took the spell book that Monica had dug out of her bag and flipped through it for a long time. Using the roar of the Titans as music, accompanied by the scene of the Austrian side focusing on reading books, Monica only let out a long sigh in her eyes.
The Austrian side stood up and walked up to the many giants. The giants looked at the old man who had summoned themselves to the earthly realm with a puzzled gaze, only listening to the Austrian side reading a book and reciting, "The divine descendants of the gods who once lived in the Olympus Mountains, today obey my request to show their divine power and use their leader's name to drive the defeated giants back to hell. Level 8 Black Magic, Zeus Thunder."
The moonlight was covered in dark clouds, and the Titans trembled when they heard the name taboo that made them afraid. Suddenly, two corresponding magic formations appeared in the sky and ground, and the giants inside were tormented by the back and forth electric currents. Their final cry came from the sunken ground, and when the earth swallowed up the giant's body, everything returned to calm.
"Old... teacher... you... sent them back to hell..."
Looking at Monica's dull expression, Aufang smiled and said, "Yeah, just achieve your goal. Let's go, we still need to tidy up the things in the basement."
Monica couldn't let go of everything that happened before her. While tidying up the things outside, thinking about things. As she followed in the footsteps of the Austrian side, she strongly asked, "Teacher, can we resort to any means to achieve our goals?"
"It depends on your definition of 'using any means possible'."
"But..." just as Monica was about to continue her rebuttal, Aufang raised her hand to stop her and said, "I've said it before. There are infinitely many methods, and the only difference is which one you use. If you can't choose one method from millions of methods that you're satisfied with to implement, it means you're immature. So what does this have to do with resorting to any means?"
"But what happened today..."
"Oh! Today's Oh! I'm too lazy to think about it."
The answer that should be considered the closest to the truth brought a strong sense of powerlessness to Monica.
"Hem, heh, heh, heh~" Monisha, who was chuckling, suddenly noticed that the mother daughter duo present was staring straight at her, making her feel embarrassed. Blushing, Monica desperately tried to conceal her embarrassment and said, "What are you guys looking at?"
Yanni leaned forward in the direction of Monica, casting a skeptical gaze and said, "There is a saying in the world: girls blush and think of their husbands in their hearts. You're weird."
"What... what's weird! Stop talking nonsense!" Monica's face quickly shifted to the other side.
But Yanni continued to chase after her relentlessly, walking behind her and hugging her neck, slowly saying, "Really?" The soft whispers close to her ears still made Monica feel a little uncomfortable.
Feeling embarrassed, Monica caught a glimpse of Chuli's ugly expression and quickly changed the topic. Fingering his hand, he said, "You haven't taken care of your own husband yet."
"What's wrong?" Yan Ni noticed the count's ugly expression and approached her man. Chu Li said coldly, "It's nothing."
Hook her neck, Yan Ni whispered softly in Chu Li's ear, "What's going on? Ah! Could it be..." A sudden thought made Yan Ni play, but then she looked at Chu Li with an incredibly happy smile and said, "Could it be that she's jealous of the past she just heard?"
Turning his head, Chu said to others, "No!"
"Hate it! It's just that the first kiss was taken away by Jess, and you're jealous of this little thing?"
"I'll tell you, isn't it?"
"No?" This answer doesn't seem to be what Yan Ni wants either. She looked at Chu Li's back for a while with her hands crossed over her waist, feeling slightly annoyed. Then she angrily grabbed Chu Li's shoulders and flipped him back towards herself. "Speak up! You're being jealous of Jess, right?"
Head tilted. "No!"
"You are!"
The slightly annoyed Count Churi turned his head to face Yanni. "I can't even say... Hmm..." Before she could finish speaking, Yan Ni threw herself into Chu Li's arms, and the restless Count was also knocked down by his wife. And the two lips don't know when they stick together.
Hanniel, sitting on Monica's lap, was still pondering the theory her mother had just mentioned. Monica, who couldn't move, looked helplessly at the two people kissing on the ground.
I don't know how long it has been, but I know that Monica has become impatient. Maintaining this damn stalemate, she couldn't move and had to endure the unbearable torment before her. Monica said coldly, "Hey! Early in the morning, could you two please kiss me instead of kissing on the restaurant floor?"
Like a wake-up call to Yanni, the Countess quickly stood up, and the makeup on her face had already worn off under the rude movements. She just smiled and said to Monica, "Let's go back to the room." Then she dragged Chuli, who was lying dead on the ground and didn't dare to get up, away.
"Oh my goodness!" Monica turned her head and complained to the waiters beside her, "Early in the morning, just had a full meal. Surprisingly, she kissed directly in the restaurant. Your Countess wouldn't have had the experience of continuing like this, would she?"
When the male and female waiters holding handkerchiefs, holding tea, standing next to the cart, and so on, their eyes drifted unnaturally to other places and they awkwardly smiled. "Never mind, I don't want to know the answer. When I haven't asked," said Monica, holding her forehead with her hand and hiding her expression in a rather weak voice