si-mexico Chapter 792 I'm such a jinx
Chapter 792 I'm such a jinx
Chapter 792 I'm such a jinx
"Hey!"
Paimon, who had been floating to the side, finally couldn't hold back any longer and flew out with his hands on his hips.
"Although you changed your wording, the underlying meaning remains exactly the same. Moreover, what you're truly fascinated by isn't the painting itself, but rather the paint we have!"
Mameh slowly deflated again.
Jacob looked at Xu Ning and smiled slightly without saying anything, but the meaning was clear: this time it's not my fault.
"Since you chose to appear at this time, shouldn't your foster brother, who is sleeping somewhere, also come out and make some moves?"
Xu Ning raised his wine gourd, took a sip, and said slowly, "It's a rare occasion for old friends to get together. How can we not come out and have a good drink?"
Jacob shook his head slightly. "The moment for the 'world-style' calculation is about to arrive, and the master does not have time to do unrelated things for the time being."
Xu Ning sighed, "It seems I've told you before, René is too arrogant. He never wants to face the research results of others and only believes in the results he has calculated. This not only wastes time, but also narrows his vision and prevents him from breaking free."
"He is limited by his own abilities and cannot look back from the end of time. Naturally, he cannot build a perfect calculation model. Therefore, the 'world model' was a flawed product from the beginning and is not even as instructive as the 'Fatuna model.' You don't need to follow him in making that useless insistence."
When Jacob heard Xu Ning's evaluation of his foster brother in this way, he sneered: "Mr. Saigong, perhaps saving Fontaine is a 'useless persistence' in your eyes, but for us, the survival of civilization is the only meaning of our existence. Otherwise, what else should we do, just drift through our final days in a daze and quietly wait for the end of the world?"
Xu Ning looked at Jacob and quietly asked in return, "Even if you gain what you don't want to gain, or lose what you don't want to lose, you'd still be willing to give up?"
Jacob, who was still sneering, froze, but gritted his teeth and said, "At least we believe it's all been worth it. We've come too far to turn back..."
At this point, Jacob casually tossed a cloth bag to the female leader of the gilded guild, "Seven times the commission, get rid of these people for me."
This amount of Mora ignited the blood of the three mercenaries. Almost without hesitation, they drew their weapons and approached Xu Ning and the others, completely unaware that their employers were retreating rapidly, and that a deep purple crack was slowly tearing open in the void behind them.
Xu Ning didn't even bother to look at the things in front of him that posed almost no threat.
He merely glanced at Jacob, who was disappearing into the darkness, and at Mameh, who was terrified and clutching his head at the beast's head that had emerged from the deep purple crack. He seemed to weigh the importance of the two, but in the end, he did not move.
Kong didn't think much of it. He simply drew his bladeless sword and shouted, "Hey! Big guy, look behind you!"
The mercenary with the fierce face laughed angrily, "Do you think I'm stupid? I bet I'll get your sword right behind me!"
Kong almost laughed out of anger. Too lazy to say anything more, lightning flashed around him, and he instantly appeared behind the man, blocking a claw for him.
"Aaaaaah, what the hell is this...? Is it... a dog...?"
As the three mercenaries turned around following Kong's figure, they saw countless beast heads squeezing out from the deep purple crack. They were so frightened that they forgot about friend and foe and rushed towards Xu Ning almost without hesitation.
At the same time, a cacophony of mechanical noises also rang out.
"...Pollution index rises...Primary command activated, protect...Miss."
The mechanical dog, known as "Seymour," had somehow managed to stand up.
Despite the gears on its body working very hard, even stopping and starting intermittently, it still managed to reach Mameh in front of it, shielding her behind it, and trying very hard to open the opening mechanisms on both sides of its ribs.
Seeing its struggling appearance, Xu Ning, being a dog lover, couldn't help but reach out and pat the mechanical dog's head.
"Take a break. My brother can handle this kind of small situation by himself... If you exert any more force, the parts might break off."
Before Xu Ning could finish speaking, he saw a puff of white smoke suddenly emerge from Seymour's back, and then his four paws went limp, and the mechanical dog suddenly collapsed at his feet.
"Seymour!"
Mameh was taken aback and immediately knelt down to hug the mechanical dog's head.
"I'm such a jinx."
Xu Ning muttered something and called out to the Dust Concealment Gourd, "True Lord Liuyun, do you have time to help repair a little gadget?"
Before True Monarch Liuyun even came out, Mameh had already run into the house and started rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for something.
When she came out carrying a small bag of various parts, Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun was already sitting on a small stool, breaking the mechanical dog apart with his bare hands.
The owner of the small stool, Aji, stood obediently to one side, holding a toolbox in his arms, handing tools to Zhenjun as an assistant.
"It's rusted through... it can be thrown away; what a useless circuit, superfluous, erase it; the greatest truths are simple, but not in the sense of being simple in a crude way..."
Mameh watched Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun's professional techniques and felt both impressed and bewildered. He didn't dare to breathe loudly and obediently stood aside like Aji, spreading out the parts in his hands and waiting for Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun to choose.
Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhen Jun's technique was extremely fast, and he handled all the parts with ease. However, when installing the scapular posterior neck bridge, he glanced at Mameh.
Why are you reluctant to take that part out of your pocket?
Mameh paused, then reached into his small pocket and pulled out a shiny, polished part.
"Huh? You mean this? This isn't a part... it's a 'token'..."
At this point, Mameh suddenly made a gesture of listening attentively, and then placed the "token" in the hand of Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun.
"So only Mameh's 'token' could cure Seymour. You're just as amazing as Father."
Paimon couldn't help but come closer to compare the appearance of this part with the other parts.
It's clear that Mamech takes great care of every part; they're all kept sparkling clean, and you really can't tell the difference between them.
"It's different. These are just parts, while the keepsake is the first gift and souvenir that accompanies us when we are born. It's proof of our life."
Paimon scratched his head, somewhat puzzled as to what made the first part different from the others.
However, True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng examined Mameh closely and said, "No wonder it chose to protect you. It seems this is what we often call fate."
Pressing Mameh's "token" into the bridging joint, Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun almost roughly reinstalled the dog's head. With a few crisp and pleasant "click-click" sounds, Seymour stood up steadily.