Bao'er Jie's Arrival; the Eavesdropper
Continuing from the previous chapter:
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Let's leave that aside for now. Even after the match ended, the Arena D remained bustling with activity.
Let's turn the camera back to Wu Tong.
Not far from the outer perimeter of the Arena.
In a small forest.
At this moment, Wu Tong had just managed to fool and send away the three from Little Peach Garden, and was preparing to go to other venues to watch the next match.
A person who surprised Wu Tong suddenly appeared in front of him, disrupting Wu Tong's original travel plans.
"???"
"Bao'er Jie, what are you doing here?"
Looking at Feng Baobao who suddenly appeared in front of him, Wu Tong looked at her with some confusion.
"I've come to find you."
"Looking for me? Does Xu San and Xu Si have something or something they want you to bring over?"
Feng Baobao shook her head, not answering Wu Tong's question. Instead, she leaned forward, grabbed Wu Tong's body, and began to use her hands, her soft little hands roaming over Wu Tong's body.
"This..."
What's going on here? What is Bao'er Jie planning to do?
Feeling Feng Baobao's movements, Wu Tong's mind went blank for a moment.
Just as Wu Tong was beginning to react, Feng Baobao's hand suddenly stopped moving.
Feng Baobao then withdrew her hand, looking somewhat disappointed, but she quickly regained her composure and stared intently into Wu Tong's eyes.
"Where's your gun? I can't find it?"
As Feng Baobao spoke, she gestured with her hand as if she were talking about a pistol.
Ha?
What?!
You came to me and searched me for so long, only to find out you were looking for a gun?
I'm speechless.
Wu Tong thought to himself, somewhat speechless, feeling a sense of absurdity. However, Wu Tong didn't dwell on it too much, since Feng Baobao was such an unpredictable person that he wouldn't be surprised by anything she did.
"You came all this way just to find a gun?"
Wu Tong looked at the stunned Feng Baobao and asked.
"Yeah, I've been wanting to play with this for a long time. I've never been able to play with it before, but when I saw that you had one, I thought I'd borrow it to play with for a bit."
Upon hearing Wu Tong's words, Feng Baobao immediately transformed into a woodpecker, nodding frantically.
"Bao'er Jie, what do you need a gun for?"
Looking at the bewildered and straightforward eyes in front of him, Wu Tong said with some helplessness.
You can't just give this thing away randomly. With Feng Baobao's amazing thought process, if you give her the gun, wouldn't she cause a huge uproar?
When burying people, they don't even need to knock them unconscious with an iron shovel; they just point a gun at them, and they can bury them accurately every time, with absolutely no one daring to resist.
Thinking of that scene, Wu Tong couldn't help but shudder. The scene was too bizarre, simply outrageous.
"Of course it's for fun, what else could it be for?"
Upon hearing Wu Tong's words, Feng Baobao immediately replied, though her argument was not entirely justified.
After speaking, he lowered his head in confusion and muttered to himself:
"That's strange. I remember you put the gun in your clothes. How come you can't find it all of a sudden?"
"What I mean is, is it possible that the gun was created by my abilities and cannot exist in reality permanently?"
Upon hearing Feng Baobao's words, Wu Tong shrugged helplessly.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with that statement. The things constructed by the Herrscher of Reason can exist in two ways: one is a real construction, and the other is a temporary construction.
The M500 Revolver that Wu Tong just used was something he made on the spot. After all, for Wu Tong right now, the only use of this weapon was to reserve a spot.
It has no other use.
Why choose to build something that's completely useless? Are you just bored?
Therefore, Wu Tong naturally did not choose the real construction, but instead used the temporary construction. So after the competition, he directly turned the pistol back into energy and dissipated.
Behind Wu Tong and Feng Baobao, behind an inconspicuous big tree.
A head with short black hair suddenly emerged from the shadow of the tree, looked around, and after realizing that it hadn't been discovered, it twitched its ears and pretended to listen, beginning to eavesdrop on Wu Tong's words.
"Oh, oh... I see?"
"I never thought that [Wuchang] was actually a naturally Outsider. And no wonder he was able to wipe out so many of us. With the ability to directly construct firearms, who can beat him?"
It's understandable that this news hasn't spread; after all, everyone who saw him is dead. Oh well, time to get back to recording the information.
The middle-aged man listened attentively while secretly enjoying the gossip in his mind, and also took notes on Wu Tong's information.
"Is it impossible to materialize firearms for a long time? In other words, materializing firearms requires Qi to maintain, so there is no need to worry."
After all, he's just a young kid. The previous group died because they suffered from a lack of information, but things are different now.
Judging from how young this kid is, he must not have much Qi in his body. With his Qi reserves, he can't do anything to so many of us. As long as we can stall until he runs out of Qi, that infamous "Wuchang" will be no threat.
Haha, who knows, maybe in the end [Wuchang] will even die by my hand? Wouldn't that be so impressive to say?
The middle-aged man hid behind a tree, listening to Wu Tong's words and silently recording all the information he heard.
While taking notes, I also started daydreaming in my mind.
He joined Quanxing because a so-called genius newcomer in the company was so outstanding in his work that he took his place, was laid off, and became unemployed.
Therefore, middle-aged men are extremely envious and resentful of this type of talented young person.
"However, we still need to pay close attention to him, because if this kid doesn't use up all his Qi, it's still quite dangerous."
"When it comes to the charge, let the others go first. After all, I'm just a scout, not a combatant. My main role is to survive; I'll come out and clean up the mess at the end."
"Hmm... then there's no problem. Let's do it this way. Let's go tell the others in advance, just in case something goes wrong."
After finishing recording, the middle-aged man immediately stood up, his body transforming into a black shadow, disappearing back into the shadows, and becoming a black streak of light as he rushed out of the forest.
Have they already left?
After sensing that the person who had been eavesdropping behind him had left, Wu Tong's gaze seemed to inadvertently glance at the spot where the person had been eavesdropping.
He chuckled inwardly: ' Quanxing, oh Quanxing, I wonder how much of a commotion this false information will cause after it gets back? How many people will you bring to ambush me?'