It was common knowledge that Bohemia's temper increased along with her ability. She knew this trait very well. However, it also meant that once people noticed that her temper had suddenly improved, they would guess that the rumor about her damaged ability was probably true. This was not going to work.
She had to grit her teeth and continue to throw a tantrum, even though Bohemia felt a little guilty.
When she sneered, she felt like a bluffing pufferfish. "Shut down? Are you dreaming? "
The platinum-haired man sighed softly as if he was not surprised at all.
"I've always liked you," he said as he turned around. The triangular wall that supposedly belonged to the "Cotton Candy Castle" immediately rippled like water, reflecting his reflection. He examined his newly grown dark hair roots and said softly, "You may have a bad temper, but you're different from them. You never hide what you want. If you die here today, I won't be able to eat two bites less for dinner. "
Bohemia was silent for two seconds.
She tried to think of how she would have responded in the past, but at this moment, she only had one question in her mind, so it came out of her mouth. "Octo, what's going on here? I didn't know that the Museum of Concrete World could be shut down. "
Octo glanced at her from the mirror.
"Before you came, little girl," he pursed his lips to make the color of his lipstick softer and more natural. "A lot of things have happened here …"
"Nonsense, I can see that," Bohemia interrupted him. "I'm just asking you what happened."
"I can only tell you a little." Octo adjusted his clothes and admired the left side of his face. He always said that this was the most beautiful angle of his face. "Now the Museum of Concrete World has a master. Do you understand? I'm just a pair of eyes that he hired to guard the entrance and exit of this side. This master has received a message, so he doesn't want anyone to enter or leave today. Because … you don't need to know why. "
He laughed hoarsely. Although his voice was not good, Octo always had a strange charm when he spoke. "The less you know, the safer you will be."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bohemia raised her voice, unable to contain her surprise. "The Concrete World Pavilion was formed by the willpower of countless evolved beings! Who is it? "
"A person so powerful that he can monopolize it, and no one dares to challenge him." Octo shrugged. "But he's still reasonable. Most of the time, we can still use this place, so we haven't caused any trouble."
Bohemia searched her memory for a moment, and several names that came to mind were immediately rejected. She really did not know who could have such an overwhelming strength. After all, how was it possible? Most of the time, the strength of an evolved person was only relative. The possibility of the weak attacking the strong attacking the weak was always there. It was this dynamic balance that allowed the weak to have a certain amount of space to survive and grow.
But she did not dwell on this question.
"I don't care about anything else," she said, lowering her voice, and taking two steps nearer to Octo, "that master has nothing to do with me--but I must go in to-day, I must do something!"
Octo looked up at her from the mirror again, and this time, his eyes lingered for a few more seconds.
"Why should I take the risk?" he chuckled. "Why should I let you in for free?"
Pufferfish was deflated.
Bohemia knew very well that she would not fight here, no matter how much she tried to bluff. But her tone was still not polite, "Look at yourself, you look like a vampire. What do you want? Do you think you can enjoy it? "
"I heard that vampires are all beautiful." Oktor took one last look at his own reflection in the mirror and turned around. But when he raised his eyes, his gaze went past Bohemia and straight to the entrance behind her, he suddenly exclaimed, "Oh?"
Oh, no! Bohemia reacted at once.
No matter what Octo wanted, once the pursuers behind her came in, the deal would be ruined!
In the blink of an eye, she had made up her mind. Without waiting for Octo to retract his gaze, Bohemia took a step forward, leaned sideways, and bumped into his chest. She grasped the air with her right hand, which was a common technique used by posthumans when they used their "attachment conditions", and said in a low voice, "Go in!"
Everyone who knew her knew that her "attachment condition" was an independent space where she set the rules, because she had never bothered to hide it. Following a conditioned reflex, Octo's body flashed, turning into a translucent speck of starlight amidst a flash of light. He hurriedly twisted his body and charged towards the ceiling.
As soon as the space in front of her was empty, Bohemia seized the opportunity and dashed out as fast as she could.
Of course, she couldn't release her contaminated "attachment condition", which Octo soon discovered. Just when she sensed that he was chasing her from behind, the other starlights also rushed into the entrance.
While running, Bohemia quickly glanced at the triangular walls in front of her. At the touch of her eyes, the triangular walls changed into watery mirrors, and in the still undulating scene she could clearly see the starlight, which represented Octo, pausing in annoyance and haste, changing into a human shape and turning to face the intruders.
"It's closed today!"
From afar, she could hear Octo's angry voice ringing out, "Get out!"
When the last few words reached her ears, they were already faintly blurred. The triangular walls on both sides of her quickly retreated and disappeared. Even the voices of the intruders were left far behind her. "We are chasing after …"
It was not hard to guess that they must be arguing with Octo. Bohemia chuckled and quickened her pace. In a blink of an eye, she could no longer hear the rest of the conversation.
"I wish Octo will be a loyal dog!"
Her mood lightened up a lot. Following her memory, she rushed left and right, but after a while, she slowed down. The terrain of this place was very complicated. She had entered the heart of this place. Even if Octo managed to get rid of the intruders, he would not be able to locate her.
"Blue Sky Underworld … Blue Sky Underworld …"
Bohemia mumbled as she knocked on the triangular wall. She had no idea who set the rule that she had to knock on the wall three times politely as if she was visiting someone else's house. Only then would the wall slowly become transparent. She took a glance at the floating scenery behind the transparent wall. It was a dark, lifeless land covered by a leaden sky. A few angels with wings on their backs were wandering around the ruins and wastelands with their heads lowered.
Before one of the angels raised its head, Bohemia quickly retracted her gaze and walked to the next triangular wall. Before she could raise her hand, she heard footsteps coming from behind the wall.
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