Chapter 652 Recorder: [How do you call... me? ]
Dugu Bo didn't quite understand when he saw Zhou Qing took out two "fire sticks".
Although it looks exquisite, in his eyes, it is just a fire stick after all, and it is not very useful as a fire stick.
It’s so short, what’s the use of it?
Seeing that Dugu Bo didn't recognize the use of these two things, Zhou Qing said strangely: "Old monster, you have also seen the soul guide Zhuge Divine Crossbow made by Xiao San, right? Don't you see any similarities?"
"Besides the trigger and grip, I really can't see any similarities... a crossbow without a string?"
Dugu Bo had seen the Soul Guide Zhuge Divine Crossbow, but that thing also had a bow shape. How could it be like the two "fire sticks" before him?
Therefore, Zhou Qing did not hide it and said directly that these were two special bows and crossbows, but they were different from the soul guide Zhuge Divine Crossbow made by Tang San. They could not fire multiple arrows at the same time, but the firing speed was faster, and the power could be adjusted by the output of one's own soul power.
"Romantina loves close combat. You know, the original big stick has been changed into a long-range weapon. Wouldn't she cry for help?" Dugu Bo said with a smile.
"The hardness of these two Phoenix Machine Staffs is quite good. You can use the barrels as handles or as two special fire sticks. It's the same."
Zhou Qing gave a far-fetched reason - why would a girl play with a big stick? Of course she should play with a gun!
Dugu Bo: “…”
He now seriously suspected that Zhou Qing, this young and impolite boy, was making dirty jokes, but due to his different experience from Zhou Qing in his second life, he had no evidence.
Zhou Qing did not explain, but just pulled Dugu Bo and Li Ke, along the passage leading out of the village, through the transparent film formed by special energy, and went straight to the hematite mine.
When we arrived at the mine, we saw that the sand and gravel on the ground and the nearby mountains were all reddish-brown.
Zhou Qing bent over, raised his hand, grabbed a handful of dark red sand and gravel, put it in front of his nose, and fanned it slightly with his other hand. Not smelling any odor, he rubbed his palms, carefully feeling the texture of the sand and gravel, which was quite rough, but during the friction, it seemed to produce a few faint blue sparks.
Static electricity!
After that, the sand and gravel began to stick to each other...and became magnetic, but not strongly.
clap clap!
After throwing away the sand and gravel, Zhou Qing brushed off the dust on his palms, turned his head and said to a nearby red and black rock about seven or eight meters high: "Come out, don't hide behind."
"Oh, oh, we've been discovered." A brown mechanical head popped out from behind the rock, followed by a tall body and a pair of long arms like tracks.
It was the soul-guided alien being that had previously conducted barter transactions with the villagers in Nami Village.
But at this moment, Zhou Qing felt that this guy was not a pure alien body, but rather a soul guide with self-awareness, or -
robot.
Ever since he practiced in that cave once, Zhou Qing had a better understanding of the mutated body. It was indeed the result of the complete fusion of the martial soul and the body, but it did not mean that the mutated body was no longer a living being.
As long as it is a living thing, it has vitality and breath.
Even if it is a soul-guided mutant, that body that looks similar to a machine has soul power flowing autonomously inside.
But the guy in front of me is different. His mechanical body seems to be made of real mechanical iron. Not only is his body full of potholes, but there are even spots of rust in some places.
You know, the soul-guided alien body can repair itself by autonomously absorbing metal materials.
Could it be that this guy is doing performance art?
But he obviously has cognition close to that of normal humans, and does not seem like an artist.
"There is really someone!"
Riko was shocked when she realized it later, but after calming down, she asked the man, "We saw you in Nami Village. It seems you are from another village?" "Another village? No."
The soul-guided mutant denied it, "I am a recorder."
"Recorder?"
Dugu Bo was puzzled.
"Recorder!"
Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed, because this word was quite characteristic of modern society. Perhaps the thing in front of him was not an alien, but a man-made object from a longer time. "What is it for recording?"
"change···"
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the dark red sand flew up, colliding and rubbing against each other, producing slight arcs and sparks. Before the recorder finished speaking, the original unique humor suddenly changed to a slightly mechanical tone.
[I have been sleeping for a long time...]
[Humans, soul beasts, gods, each... has their own... name. 】
[My...name, Douluo Continent? Sun and Moon Continent? A...part of me...The stars are smaller than...the universe...How do you call...me?]
Dugu Bo frowned: "What is this thing saying?"
Liko was also puzzled: "Didn't he say his name was Recorder? Could it be that he wanted us to help him come up with a more formal name?"
Only Zhou Qing's every cell in his body began to tremble!
At this moment, the clear air was surging at the Baihui point on the top of the head, the turbid air was surging at the Yongquan point on the bottom of the foot, the martial spirit in the blood circulation system was beating, the innate internal meridian diagram was running, and the hairs all over the body stood up, as if the recorder in front of him was no longer a rusty machine, but an incomparably noble existence.
But his instinctive reaction was not one of vigilance, but rather one of excitement, excitement, and joy, as if the thing before his eyes was his own—
Mother?
Mother!
Zhou Qing immediately shook his head, forcing himself to calm down, and glanced at the red sand mist around him with faint electric arcs. He then looked at the recorder with constant tiny electric arcs all over its body, and immediately realized that the recorder might have made a mistake due to electromagnetic interference.
Fortunately, the wind was not strong. When the sand and fog dissipated, the recorder's tone returned to its original briskness, saying: "...Record the changes in the environment, ecology, rules, and civilization of this abyss ruins."
"Only you?"
Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows when he noticed that the recorder had returned to normal.
"No, there is a recorder on each floor, but they cannot communicate with each other." The recorder said, "If you haven't seen other recorders up there, they may have been corroded or destroyed."
Zhou Qing asked again: "Who gave you the task of recording?"
"Creator... No, that's not right. There is no such task... Why record it?" The recorder fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "Well, I don't know. Maybe it's because I feel bored and want to find something to do."
boring?
Zhou Qing absolutely didn't believe it.
Being able to say words like environment, ecology, rules, and civilization is by no means looking for trouble.
Thinking back to the fact that the recorder seemed to have malfunctioned before, I asked myself, "What should I call it?" Perhaps the recorder has been modified!
(End of this chapter)
