Star Railroad: The Bizarre Adventures of the Herrscher of Knowledge

The witty Sambo slipped away before Xiaozhi could take revenge, avoiding a vain disaster.

And the others, after slowing down almost enough, got up and patted the dust on their bodies.

March Seven said resentfully:

"I know that Sambo is unreliable, the devil knows that this hearth actually has to climb so high..." "

Abominable Sambo, let me meet him in the lower area, I must clean up well."

"Well, it's not safe to get back to the ground." Xing first comforted the obviously upset March and Xi'er, and she said, "What are we going to do next?" Bronia

thought for a moment and said,

"Let's find a place to avoid first, I have nothing to do with Xi'er, mainly you."

"You must be wanted on the ground at present, and you can't appear on the ground in public."

Everyone thought it made sense.

Bronia continued:

"You can't go to places like hotels and guesthouses, which are crowded and easy to be exposed when you check in."

"Hmm... Pregnant! Go to Shiluwa's mechanical house, she should be safer.

"I know, I know." March Seven danced and said, "It's Jepard's sister..."

Is it really okay? Jepard, he seems to be the guard officer of the silver-maned iron guard. And Herowa is his sister..."

Bronia replied with a smile:

"It's okay, although it's Jepard's sister, I believe Hiluv. And she has nothing to do with the City Builder and the Silver-Maned Iron Guard now.

"Don't worry, I'll accompany you over and explain it to her."

"Before that, though. We need to disguise it a little to avoid being recognized by the iron guards on the ground. Bronia

cleaned up, tied her loose hair into a one-sided braid, and then put an ordinary coat on top of the conspicuous iron guard suit on her body.

At first glance, it looks a lot like that.

Others are doing the same, either tidying up their hair or tidying up their clothes.

"How?" Bronia asked.

Xiaozhi touched his chin and carefully admired it before saying

, "It's not bad, but..." Bronia

was a little nervous, thinking that she couldn't dress well.

"However, one pair of sunglasses is missing."

March Seven complained helplessly:

"Hey, where are we going to find some sunglasses now!" The outfit was still brought from the lower district.

"Don't panic, look at me."

Xiaozhi waved his hand casually, and then gently shook his arm, and gently pinched a black sunglasses and put it on Bronia's eyes.

"Where did you conjure your sunglasses from? It's amazing!

March Seven exclaimed, and the others also showed curious looks.

"Hehe, it's just a trick of consciousness projection. This thing looks like sunglasses, actually..." Xiaozhi

deliberately sold it.

March Seven asked curiously, "Actually?

"It's actually sunglasses!" Hahahaha~"

... Speechless, everyone was a little speechless, but they didn't get too entangled in this matter.

"Come and come, one by one, one by one."

Xiao Zhi conjured up a few more sunglasses and distributed them to everyone.

They put sunglasses on their eyes, obviously they don't feel like they are wearing glasses, but the world they see is really dark, fresh and strange.

When everything was ready, Bronia led them out from here.

They walked down the street and did not arouse the suspicion of other passers-by.

Although several silver-maned iron guards kept an eye on them, they were all guarding the blockaded intersection and could not easily walk away.

Xi'er was not wearing sunglasses, she was not wanted, and no one knew her.

She walked in the sun, the wind blew on her cheeks, and the warm air around her surrounded her all the time.

Unlike the cold underground, it's full of warmth.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the fresh air on the ground. The air with the smell of wind and snow poured into the nasal cavity, and a feeling of trance spread throughout the body.

When you open your eyes and look up, what you see is not a dark hard rock, but a clear blue sky!

Bronia noticed Xi'er's reaction, but she did not interrupt her feelings at the moment, but took her hand and walked slowly.

"Alas! Come and see, who is this? Xiao

Zhi suddenly made a sound, attracting the attention of the group, and they gathered around to see what it was.

Looking at it from a distance and up close, comprehensive judgment found that this was actually a wanted warrant.

The wild and unruly style of painting has quite the attainment of an abstract artist, and its artistic level is so high... Shocking.

The frantic brushstrokes and twisted lines, a few simple strokes can outline a character, it is simply lifelike.

With the hands held high, the joy that overflows seems to be beyond the paper, rushing to the face!

This is no longer like that, it is simply a transcendent existence of the character itself!

"Poof... Hahahaha~ Who is this? How can it look so abstract! Xiaozhi

couldn't help himself, covered his stomach and couldn't get up, rolling back and forth on the ground.

March Seven's gloomy face tore off the wanted warrant, instantly tearing this wanted warrant to shreds.

Seeing this, the others were really not laughing out loud, so they could only bite their lips and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

March Seven, who was in extreme rage, at this moment, his eyes were like eagle falcons, and in the blink of an eye, he located another wanted warrant on the wall.

She rushed over in one step, collected it, and then rushed to another place in an instant to tear the wanted warrant off.

After a while, when she appeared next to Xiao Zhi again, the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably.

"Hahaha~ look who these are~!"

Her voice is not difficult to hear a hint of madness, and there is a smug emotion.

She posted all the wanted warrants on the wall, a total of four wanted portraits.

The unrestrained style of painting and the abstract expression with great personality cannot be said to be very similar, but can only be said to be completely from the same master.

A portrait with an evil expression and an evil smile, holding a long red whip in his hand, is dancing like a madness. A few simple strokes bring that feeling to life.

A portrait, the eyebrows reveal a bit of calm, and if you look closely, you can find some deterrence. A few strokes, although not as wild as the previous portrait, but also completely depicted my cold temperament.

The next portrait is amazing, although it is not difficult to see that it is the handwriting of the same master, but the artistic attainment has far exceeded all other portraits.

The coat of the characters in the painting is gray and white, and it has reached the level of indiscriminence. From the pair of twisted eyes looking straight ahead, there is a sense of unloveworthiness that is imminent.

The most striking thing is the thick black stick held high with one hand, just one stroke, it outlines the charm of the club, which perfectly reflects the sentence - the bat is the body!

Xing, Xiaozhi, and Danheng, their faces were extremely gloomy, and the air around them was extremely heavy.

The condensed air even feels like it's dripping....

The sound of thick breathing mixed with maniacal schadenfreude laughter.

"Who did it? ——Ha~~ (exhale) "

Xiaozhi's face at this moment is like a demon from hell, and his teeth are as sharp as steel teeth.

From her mouth, a red mist of blood spewed out, her eyes were sharp and radiant with red light, and black-red shadows spread under her feet.

Bronia saw that the situation was unclear, and if it continued like this, everyone would be blackened.

So he immediately stepped forward to tear up all their wanted warrants.

She was too familiar with this familiar style of painting, and she must not let them know who it was from.

Otherwise....

At this time, some patrolling iron guards found that there were many people gathered here, so they came to check, and Bronia and Xi'er immediately nervously pulled everyone away.

After they left, the iron guard who arrived stared at the last portrait left on the wall.

The figure in the painting is very chic - two eyes, a nose and a mouth, if I have to go deeper - his hair is blue, his eyes are green.

Although this painting is not as good as the previous indisputable portrait, it is enough to live on for centuries.

But perhaps because practice makes perfect, and the portrayal is too expressive, adding any description is a great addition to the painting.

This is not perfunctory to you, you see—his mocking look on his smiling face has explained it all.

......

ps: These wanted warrants really laugh at me, haha!

I hope you can smile too.