Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The gothic loli alone squeezed the corners of her skirt, ignoring the probing eyes of passing guests from time to time, and carefully grasped the edge of the finely polished marble table.The girl sat sideways by the fountain pool, her eyes chasing the ornamental goldfish wagging their tails wantonly in the pool, and the water droplets splashed like fine diamonds were reflected in her iris-colored eyes, forming a mist.

She stretched out her hand tentatively, and shrank back the moment her fingertips touched the cold pool water.

The girl stared closely at the sparkling pool water, her body gradually leaned forward, and she was about to lose her center of gravity and fall into the fountain in almost a second.

"Miss, do you need any help?"

The gentle questioning voice interrupted her throwing into the fountain, and the girl's movements had an obvious pause for a moment. She stiffened like a cat with its hair blown, and carefully and slowly looked back at the waiter who spoke to her.

She couldn't hide her panic, and the embarrassment of being caught doing something bad swept over her. She tried to take a deep breath to stabilize her heartbeat, and then she pursed her lips and whispered: "It's nothing..."

The girl looked away from the fountain, but that action was full of reluctance. There seemed to be something firmly attracting her attention, and she was unwilling to leave easily no matter what.

"But the lady looks very confused. If you need anything, please don't feel troubled. I will help you as much as possible." The waiter is very conscientious, trying to solve the problems for the guests.

"Hmm..." The girl showed hesitation, her tangled expression switched back and forth on her face, and her fingers kept stirring the corners of the lotus leaf skirt to ease her inner struggle.

"My glass bead fell into the fountain," she said in a low voice, jerking her head down.

The girl's voice was so low that she could barely hear it, as if she felt that this was something unspeakable, her cheeks covered by the tulle were stained with an imperceptible blush.

"Mom and Dad don't let me touch these things that the poor would use... But wave soda is really fun. I secretly hid a bottle behind their backs."

"But...but the glass beads that were finally taken out fell into the pool, and I couldn't find them after fishing for a long time..."

"If you go back, you won't be able to go out at will." Her voice gradually trembled out of control, and her suppressed crying made people feel heartbroken.

Once there is a beginning, the words that are difficult to confide to others lose their shackles in an instant, and shake off impatiently along the gap that has been torn open in the heart.She looked up at the person in front of her who was willing to lend a helping hand to her. He was obviously just an ordinary-looking waiter, but at this moment, he was like an angel who rescued her, with a beautifying filter.

"It's hard work!" She screamed, constantly complaining about the discomfort of her past life as if venting, the mist in her eyes had already condensed into shape, and kept swirling in her eye sockets.

"Every day is endless schoolwork and inexplicable bridal practice, but I don't want to get married, and I don't want to marry a strange foreigner... I don't want to look like a noble lady, but flower arrangement is also good manners , I don’t want any of these!”

"So I ran away from home... I didn't want my parents to find me."

The girl sobbed and hiccupped, pretending not to notice that the waiter wasn't looking at the embarrassment of being forced to listen to a stranger's self-analysis.After venting, she barely regained her composure, as if exposing her tragic past to others would be able to share the pain that haunted her.

There were still teardrops on the eyelashes, and there was a light called hope in the iris eyes, and the girl just stared at him quietly.

Knowing too much about customers' housework is not a good thing for the staff working on the cruise ship. Randomly pulling out any guest on the ship is a giant, and it is easy to deal with small staff without any background.Fortunately, the guest in front of him is just an immature rebellious child, the princess who grew up under protection in an ivory tower, doesn't have so many twists and turns in his heart.

The waiter just pretended to wipe off the cold sweat that didn't exist, rolled up her trouser legs and went to the fountain to find the lost toy for her.

"...Let me help you fish out the glass beads, the water here is too deep for children, it's dangerous."

The girl smiled instantly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, and she said gratefully in a brisk voice, "Thank you, big brother!"

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After saying goodbye to the enthusiastic waiter, she raised the black-purple glass beads covered with water droplets to her eyes, and the girl inadvertently showed a sweet smile like honey.She aimed the glass beads at the sparkling crystal ceiling in the center of the hall, and watched the world through this layer of fog-like filter.

That is a world where light does not exist.

Putting the marbles back into the glass bottle filled with new drinks, and then fastening the lid firmly, Shuji Tsushima bounced back to his room in a good mood, rolling back and forth in the grape juice The glass beads collided with the bottle wall, making a dull sound.

Surrounded by drinks that are too dark in color, it is difficult to see the original appearance of the marble stuck in the mouth of the bottle from outside the bottle.

There is no trace of anyone entering the house, and the small traps I left in the drawers and various places have not been triggered, at least proving that the room is still safe now.

Shuji Tsushima put on the gloves stored on the bedside table in the room, and probed from the edge of the skirt, and finally found a letter transmitter that was so small that it was easy to ignore on the silver decorative chain hanging around his waist. .He held his breath, and gently put the small tool, which was not the size of a grain of rice, in his hand tossing it back and forth. After confirming that there was no wiretapping function, he put it back into the gap of the pendant.

Sure enough, pure acting could not easily convince the agents that he was innocent.

He deliberately dressed up as a waiter to test him because he suddenly appeared next to the "traitor" was too suspicious, and he needed to know whether this little girl who covered her face with a mystery was Frederick's accomplice.

After all, they boarded the ship in the same batch, but found that the vacant room next to the target person had just been reserved not long ago, and no information about the person who made the reservation could be found.

"I have to find a way to make that Mr. Henry aware of his situation. Even if he is semi-retired, his reaction is too slow." Shuji Tsushima muttered to himself, staring at the wall, which is so expensive Tongue, and the room behind it was the seat of Frederick, the Mr. Agent who never went out except under the necessary guise.

The undercurrent behind the Sea Goddess is unknown to ordinary people, and the amount of information held by the various forces involved is not the same.

Frederick didn't know that he had been labeled a "traitor". Several US agents lurking on the cruise ship were ready to arrest him at any time, and because they were concerned about various aspects, they could not act immediately.The Russian agents have too little information, and they dare not act rashly before confirming the location of the disk containing the confidential list. The two sides can only vaguely guess the existence of the other party. It will be impossible to find the enemy for a while. will be so stalemate.

The cruise map made by Fyodor was very compatible with the system. The flashing red dot on the map in his mind stopped on the second floor. It was the staff member who kindly scooped up glass beads for him.

Some kind of radioactive element was smeared on the seemingly ordinary glass bead, and if he picked it up for him, it would be marked, and it stood out on the map like a spotlight above his head in the middle of the night.

It's like everyone has a random game name by the system, and you are the only one to show off, and you have to wear a colorful title full of duang special effects.

"It's better to stay at home obediently these days."

Shuji Tsushima is passively sabotaging his work.

After all, the miniature bomb he hid in the fountain will detonate when Frederick passes by tomorrow morning. It is not powerful enough to cause death, and it is enough to break the existing situation.

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Shuji Tsushima sat obediently by the bar with his chin resting on his cheeks. There was a plate of chocolate cake in front of him that didn't match the style of the bar. Non-alcoholic beverages.One after another, he poked the dull cherry at the top with a delicately patterned fork, destroying the cake that was delicate enough to be called a work of art.

There were only a few guests in the bar, and most of them stayed quietly in their rooms because of the turmoil on the cruise these days, but this would not include a fake loli, nor would it include the semi-retired agent in the center of the storm .

[System prompt: c26, c31, b27 lost connection]

[System prompt: c12, c08 lost connection]

The cameras lost signal one by one, the sound of gunfire approached gradually, and the sound of footsteps mixed with the gasping of someone wounded sounded in the corridor.Shuji Tsushima pushed away the unrecognizable cake, took the soda bottle into his arms and hugged it tightly, staring at the door intently.

"Fei Jia didn't operate it, the pure system prompt is really convenient."

[System prompt: c05 lost connection]

"And this speed...it's almost here."

Frederick is having a hard time these days. His last task before retirement is a simple job with little danger. He is just responsible for carrying something disguised as a pendant necklace with him, and throwing it into the sea when he arrives at the designated place Just in.You don't need to deal with the enemy, you don't need to try your best to sneak into some difficult-to-break facilities, but such a job that anyone can do has the highest level of confidentiality in history.

All that changed after a brief docking of the cruise ship.

The mysterious disk that suddenly appeared in his pocket inexplicably, various assassination attacks against him, the secret contacts of people from two different forces, and the superior who could not be contacted no matter what.

At first, he thought that the mission was exposed, and that some forces from other countries wanted to snatch the crystal of unknown use, but the non-stop confrontation during this period of time made him realize that it had nothing to do with the crystal.There were at least two waves of people against him, and thanks to the fact that he was not the same person, he was able to rest for a while while the two sides fought together.

This is not the way to go.

The blood-stained shoulder slammed open the door of the small bar on the third floor of the cruise ship. Frederick held the wooden warehouse with his uninjured hand. He saw the girl sitting at the bar counter filled with fear, and she subconsciously He gripped the soda bottle tightly, too stiff to utter the simplest scream.

The sound of the timer "tick-tick-tick" rang in his ears, Frederick didn't have time to think, he grabbed the girl's arm, swung her whole body up and clamped it under his armpit, and brought this to the wrong place at the wrong time. The unlucky kid at the location fled.

His gaze couldn't stop falling on the soda bottle that the girl was holding tightly in her hand. The specially constructed neck was enough to catch the glass beads and prevent them from falling to the bottom half. On a high-end cruise ship, she is regarded as a treasure by the girl in front of her.

The existence of crystals must be concealed.

The roar of the explosion and the heat wave mixed with the flames engulfed this small space, the alarm sounded, and the operation of the automatic sprinkler device temporarily controlled the fire.Frederick, who was completely drenched, looked at himself to save the girl who had been stunned, and made up his mind.

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Shuji Tsushima straightened his arms, appreciating with satisfaction the bandages that wrapped his arms from head to tail, as if he was appreciating some masterpiece.

"I said, what I want will be delivered to me personally... Heh."

The soda bottle that has never left her body for several days was thoughtfully placed on the bedside table to ensure that the little girl who was unfortunately involved in the explosion could see it when she woke up and would not panic to the point of crying.

This is indeed the case. The child who pretended to be asleep dropped all vigilance when he saw his cherished toy intact, and collapsed into a ball on the bed in the infirmary, answering the doctor's questions very cooperatively.

[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Arrived

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: ah... To be honest, I don't have any sense of accomplishment at all. Fortunately, I am still looking forward to reaching the level of Brother Cruise.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: As a behind-the-scenes boss, I don’t have many roles in the scene. Hey, it’s a big failure

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: Met Ethan Hunt and waited to turn over, wake up, we are all fighting five geese now

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: You only have problems if you play too many scenes

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: I just used bombs and empty disks to swindle a little bit. Who knew they were so timid, and they suspected that there were ghosts fighting among themselves and almost all played GG

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: As a passer-by who was entrusted with a dying object by the protagonist who was in a desperate situation, I really endured the sadness that I shouldn't have at this age

It was originally planned that Frederick, who is desperate at this time, will hide his real mission target, and he will voluntarily take over the so-called "undercover list" in order to attract the enemy's full attention, all of which are for the purpose of completely concealing The existence of supernatural crystals.As for finding the hiding place of the crystals, it would not be difficult for him or Xiuzhi, and he could completely let himself stay behind the scenes until the moment he could pick the fruits.

How could Xiu Zhi meet him at such a time...

No, not right.

Fyodor, who was still on his way, froze slightly, and sat upright unconsciously as he was leaning against the car window lazily, a trace of coldness flashed across his wine-red eyes.

He knew that Shuji Tsushima was fundamentally different from himself. He had a tendency to pursue death a long time ago, but he had to hide this part of himself due to various obstacles in reality.

Now that he has lost all the shackles that can control him, has the hobby of "suicide" finally broken out again?

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Shuji, I don’t remember when I agreed to let you use self-destructive methods to achieve your goals

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Well, it’s just a small injury

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: If you don’t do this, it’s not so easy to get the power crystal of “Eternal Darkness Island”, this is already the smallest price

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Fei Jia also knows about it, doesn’t she?

Pointless pain could have been avoided.

Fyodor thought so, and did not send this passage.

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Good Russian rice balls: your can is gone

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence:! ! !

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Fei Jia!How can you do this to me QwQ! ! !

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Am I not your favorite baby? !

"Then you should be very clear about one thing, Xiuzhi." The Zhengtai voice with a faint hint of anger sounded, "Now we don't have a dishwasher, and there is no way to hire a babysitter in the stronghold, that is to say——during the time you recuperate, the bowls are not enough. I have to wash."

So please be quiet.

Suji Tsushima, who suddenly heard the voice of his friend, was taken aback.

It was indeed Fyodor's voice when he was young. For them who had already grown up, they hadn't heard such a voice for more than ten years.

remote voice?Or telepathy?

Unlike the chat panel where only text appeared, Shuji Tsushima quickly opened the private chat interface between the two of them, and did not see any new messages from Fei Jia. The last message on the chat panel was his own disgusting words pretending to be coquettish.

If you are using the system's voice call, there should be something like "Good Russian rice ball: [voice]" in the chat interface.But Fyodor's voice was directly conveyed to his mind, and there is no telepathic expression method with echo effect in the anime. If you don't distinguish carefully, you will mistakenly think that Fei Jia is by his side, and you will say it yourself.

"Doctor, doctor, did you hear any sound?" Shuji Tsushima twisted his little head and asked the doctor sitting in the outer room, and got a negative answer from the bewildered person.

Really telepathic.

He was silent for a while, and after thinking everything through, he showed a clear expression.

Interesting this one.

"I seem to have heard the voice of the devil just now." Shuji Tsushima moved his bandaged arm with difficulty. Most of the fine-quality foreign dress was destroyed in the explosion, and it was taken off and thrown away in order to clean up the wound. Set aside, covered with dust and blood.

Now he was wearing the simple white bathrobe prepared for the guests on the cruise ship, and the bubble pants he wore in anticipation of this happening, perfectly concealed his gender identification.

Shuji Tsushima twitched the still stinging corners of his mouth, and put on a smile of unknown meaning.

He deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was repeating what the devil had whispered in his ear. There was no extra emotion in his voice, and he simply said it plainly.

"That voice said—the sin of pretending to be a god, fall back into hell again, you should not escape if you are living here, it's time to get everything back on track."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The doctor's expression was also slightly distorted. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He didn't know what to say to the child who suddenly suffered from the second illness.

"Am I going to go to hell after I die? It's too much." Shuji Tsushima's voice returned to normal, and he prolonged the end of the sound coquettishly, "I'm so cute, so I should go to heaven." He slapped Holding his bandage-covered hand, pouted his mouth, and writhed on the hospital bed in dissatisfaction, not caring that the freshly wrapped bandage was scattered.

The doctor didn't dare to complain to the honored guests on board, so he could only maintain a rather stiff smile and bandage the wounds of the children who kept crying.

Shuji Tsushima, who was tightly wrapped, no longer acted like a demon. After the doctor left, he took out the crystals in the bottle that were no different from ordinary glass beads, and held them tightly in his hand, feeling the bone-chilling coolness gradually shaking his body. Body temperature erosion.

There seemed to be undetectable fluctuations in the things hidden in his body that turned into nothingness at a certain moment.

Soon everything returned to dead silence, and even the ripples that appeared disappeared, as if everything was just a child's illusion.