If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

While stepping on the accelerator, she looked at Ye Jian: "At that time, I was in the Vatican. When I followed my father to visit as the number one martial arts family in Japan, I saw a white woman with wings on her back."

Yemi's movement of pushing her small face to the other side to make her look ahead did not affect her narrative in the slightest: "That woman can even fly with the wings on her back, like a bird, which shows that she is not only With wings, the structure or material composition of the whole body is different from ordinary people. She must be much lighter than ordinary people of the same size."

"The pope and clergy in the Vatican all call her an [angel]. I don't believe it. Although my father agrees with this statement, I guess he thinks the same as me. The world is so big, to find such a deformity It’s not impossible, and now that technology is so advanced, there is a certain success rate in trying to transform people into that way—the Vatican is probably going crazy in order to expand their faith.”

"Although there are ghouls in our country, which are humanoid and non-human races, there is only one so-called [angel], and they cannot form a race, so I didn't think about it. I used to think that the grandmaster level is the peak. After all, for so many generations of people, the strongest is the master level, and the grand master level has always been elusive, who would think about what is above the grand master level?"

"But now that I have [the system] as evidence, I gradually have some guesses."

Following Walter's train of thought, Ye Jian stirred the roulette wheel in her mind, and subconsciously clenched her little hand in her palm: "You mean...the [angel] you've seen is an existence above the master level?"

"Hmm... no," Walter shook his head, her eyes were evenly distributed in front of her eyes, Ye Jian felt that she was immersed in her thoughts, and she definitely didn't look at the road.

Walter's slowed-down speech was filled with her thoughts: "That [angel] is obviously not that strong, otherwise she wouldn't feel like a mascot. But I think, assuming she is really an angel, Isn’t the existence of [Angel] very similar to [Ghoul]? They are all humanoid rather than human. Then, what kind of legendary races such as [Demon] and [Werewolf] are not the same? Do they really exist, or have they really existed?"

Ye Jian lowered his eyes and pondered, and moved his fingers between Walter's fingers restlessly: "So that means...the source of these inhuman existence?"

"Yes," Walter rubbed the calluses on his small hands against Yomi Ryo's greasy palms: "Let's not mention the ones I haven't seen, but existences like [ghouls] and [angels] are obviously different from ordinary humans. , but it is much smaller than the difference between monkeys and humans. It is completely like transforming humans, but it can be inherited. At least [ghouls] can definitely be inherited, and they are not even reproductively isolated from humans. It feels like... umm..."

Ye Jian continued: "Some kind of special manifestation of [human beings]?"

"That's right, that's what it means!" Walter excitedly grabbed Yejian's hand.

"Hiss...you hurt me..." Ye Jian saw the physical fitness of the little princess.

"Ah, I'm sorry, can't I go, I'll blow it up for you, huh... huh..."

"Look ahead, you're driving!"

Ye Jian suddenly wished that she could sleep peacefully like Kirino in the back seat, so that she wouldn’t have to torture her little heart so much, but then she thought, if she didn’t keep staring at Walter, she probably wouldn’t even know how to die of.

In my sleep, I was turned into a beautiful meat sauce due to a car accident.

Hiss...

Ye Jian flicked the ponytail at the back of his head, and got back to business: "I understand, your guess is... [Ghoul] [Angel] The source of these inhuman existences is the power level above the Grandmaster level?"

"Well, I think so. But it's all guesswork. The master level and above is the master level, the difference is whether there is aura, and if the master level is higher, there will be some kind of physical changes that don't know whether it is evolution or alienation. , This kind of change is at the genetic level and can be inherited, and the [ghouls] in our country or the [angel] in the Vatican are actually descendants of those existences that may have surpassed the grandmaster level in ancient times."

"If you think so," Ye Jian touched his head, but only touched the soft hair: "The [system] on my body is also made by these existences?"

"If this kind of thinking is correct, then it probably is like this." Walter also took the opportunity to touch Ye Jian's blond hair: "You guessed before, there is some kind of existence that wiped out the Qi machine worldwide, probably They did it too. Of course, it's all speculation."

Walter spread his hands like a Westerner and shrugged resignedly.

"At least hold the steering wheel!"

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Working overtime, not too long after I got home, this is the manuscript for the weekend

435 Bringing Modern Times Back to the Age of Mythology ([-])

The bright sun is like a hoisted head, rising higher and higher.

The color block outside the window finally began to change again, the greenness gradually faded, and the concrete from human civilization was gray and white.

"See you tonight, we'll be there soon."

A familiar voice came from not far away, and Ye Jian blinked her emerald eyes that were always looking out of the window, showing a dazed look.

"Are you asleep?" Walter's voice was soft, the voice of a sister telling a brother to get up.

"Well... probably not," Ye Jian said in a vague female voice, "probably... fell asleep for a while?... half asleep and half awake, I'm not sure."

He felt a small hand stroking the side of his face. The small hand was rough but warm.

Just like her voice: "Didn't sleep well... But it's time to wake up, wake up Kirino in a little while."

"Hmm..." Ye Jian crossed her hands and stretched forward, moaning as if water was boiling out of her throat.

He woke up for ten seconds in a daze, and then looked at Walter, who was so lazy that he seemed to be lying on the sofa watching TV: "Walter, please drive slowly after you enter the city. It's not as good as it was in the morning, the city There must be a lot of cars on the road, so drive slowly."

"Huh? Oh, let's not go to the city, the headquarters of the Takasaka family is in the suburbs."

"Huh? Suburbs... Do big families generally build their homes in the suburbs?" Ye Jian didn't expect it to be so remote.

"Actually," Walter pointed the rearview mirror at himself and straightened his hair: "Normally big families don't. Like financial families or political families, the mansions are basically close to the city center, so at least the work It will be more convenient. But because our family is a martial arts family, there must be a martial arts practice field outdoors. If the general public sees it while doing exercises, the existence of martial arts will be exposed."

Ye Jian stared at the front for Walter: "Is that so... After that, is there going to be some changes?"

"Not necessarily, after all, moving is a very troublesome thing."

"That's true."

The inside of the car was already a little hot from the sun, and all kinds of models on the highway were overtaken one by one.It was obviously far over the speed limit, but no one cared about it.

There was the sound of clothes rubbing when turning over from the back seat.

Ye Jian shouted: "Tong Nai, we're almost here."

"Well, I know," responded very soberly, "I woke up early."

"Woke up early? Why is there no movement at all, Walter and I thought you were sleeping all the time."

"Oh, I was watching that dead cat's dancing video on Nico. It's so ugly."