"Fine control? Isn't it better to just say seven out of five? "Someone in the venue immediately deciphered the Pope of Baiji's verbal technique.
In fact, it was seven out of five … if it was really a "gang."
Tian Bang was still evaluating in his heart, but more people wanted to see proof. Amidst the chaotic cries for explanation, General Kenney became lively again, and his voice was especially loud.
"If you want to win everyone's trust, you have to at least give a reason!"
The Pope of Baiji smiled. "As I said, this is the result of observation."
"Because you haven't been able to observe?" This time, it was Constance Dahler's turn to speak. This female Extraordinaire was a practitioner of mysticism, and she was used to speaking with the "prophetic" tone of witches and witches.
Of course, her eyes were indeed sharp, and because of her outstanding attainments in boundaries, she had a unique view of the current scene in the live broadcast, including the situation in Ban City.
"If the blood surges again, your 'eyes' will be ruined."
The Pope of Baiji ignored the deliberate ambiguity in Ms. Dahler's words and continued to smile. "This is also a part of observation."
While the verbal and scheming battle in the virtual ring venue was gradually accumulating, on the passenger terminal of Ban City's Ping Trade Market, which everyone was paying attention to, Goto Yoshimasa was in a state of high anxiety.
This emotion, as time went by, and as Mr. Mo spat out words that he seemed to understand but not understand, became heavier and heavier.
Especially in Ban City today, the boundless light behind the fish-scale clouds that filled the sky should have been his greatest reliance. But at this moment, at this moment, as the midday sun shone down, he only felt as if there was a blade on his back. The heat continuously seeped into his body and accumulated, but he couldn't find a channel to vent it …
In fact, there was, and the channel was the "eyeballs" embedded in his eye sockets. The heat radiated from the sky was originally used by this pair of special "eyeballs," in order to break through Mr. Mo's external appearance and directly to his deep essence.
Goto Masayoshi once felt that he could do it. He had the support of the "Fusang Divine Tree" system. He also saw that Mr. Mo was using methods that exceeded the limits of people's imagination. In theory, this person must also use power that exceeded the limits of people's imagination. Under such circumstances, the "black box" created by the "cloak" could not be maintained in a perfect and flawless state. This was also the time for this pair of "eyeballs" to realize its significance.
However, until now, the cloak was still a cloak, and the black box was still a black box. He still couldn't break it.
Gotou Masayoshi could only think like this: With Mr. Mo's ability, most likely dealing with Cadman and his kind would be as easy as flipping his hand, like the clouds and the breeze clear, and would not reveal the least bit of a clue.
So, more than once, he hoped that Captain Jimmy would be able to use his "hands" to create the conditions for him, the "eyes", to observe. However, after that detestable bastard suffered a loss, he hid in the tin can and pretended to be deaf and mute.
When he was forced into a corner, he even boasted back,
"I have a more important mission."
This coward!
Of course, Goto Masayoshi knew that Captain Jimmy had a backer. However, who didn't have a backer? The problem was that Goto Masayoshi's own backer did not have any new arrangements.
Actually, Goto Masayoshi had never accepted any arrangements. He and his "Heavenly State Warriors" were just relying on the wild growth of the "Fusang Divine Tree". He could use the name of the Amaterasu Sect to his heart's content, like a fox borrowing the might of a tiger, to obtain benefits for himself, to strengthen his forces, and to become a "socialite" in a certain sense.
However, his heart was also clear. Behind everything, there was a most essential mission:
To be a good "eye".
However, he did not manage to do it now. This made Goto Masayoshi's mood very bad. The discomfort on his body was much more direct than the change in his state of mind.
The "eyeball" was still continuously gathering sunlight energy, trying to penetrate the "cloak" on Mr. Mo's body, but it could not find a breakthrough point. The energy was being consumed, but most of the energy was still "unable to enter or exit", only operating around the "eyeball" and its surroundings.
Goto Masayoshi felt that his head was swelling, especially around his eye sockets, that pair of special "eyeballs" seemed to be squeezing out bit by bit. At first, the feeling was not too clear, but when it became clear, it was already too much, and even if he wanted to control it, he did not know where to start.
At this moment, Goto Masayoshi felt that he was like an overinflated tire, his whole body was burning hot, and not only was his head dizzy, his whole body was practically about to explode.
He wouldn't really explode, right!
Goto Masayoshi had never encountered such a situation before, so he was unable to make an effective judgment.
And once this thought was born, he could not stop it no matter what.
Even though he knew that he should not, in the depths of Goto Masayoshi's heart, fear still seeped into his anxious emotions. Of course, what triggered them, was both behind and in front of him.
It was also at this moment, in Goto Masayoshi's vision, there seemed to be dirty smoke lingering, undulating inside and outside the invisible "cloak" around Mr. Mo's body.
Those miscellaneous people who had already been dominated by terror, contributed another wave of … Eh, it's me?
Goto Masayoshi suddenly realized, his heart suddenly sank, but the special "eyeball" still faithfully and objectively reflected all the changes that had happened. It allowed Goto Masayoshi to "see" clearly, what kind of interaction had formed between the negative emotions that were born in his body and Mr. Mo's previous interactions.
Wait, a chance!
Goto Masayoshi's thoughts, once again lagged behind the reaction of the "eyeball".
The sunlight that filled the sky, under the support of the Fusang Divine Tree's Great Divine Treasure system, formed an extraordinary connection with Goto Masayoshi's special "eyeball" above the normal laws of physics. After that, Goto Masayoshi felt that his body seemed to have entered a kind of transparent state, creating the best conditions for the sunlight that was projected over.
Most importantly, Goto Masayoshi's thoughts had actually participated. As a kind of targeting tool, it had specified the direction and target of focus, and had received the feedback information.
At this moment, Goto Masayoshi followed the "smoke" and saw even more. He saw the trajectory of the smoke's circulation, including some of the details of the operation and transformation, and thus naturally discovered that the "cloak" and "black box" belonged to a kind of tight and exquisite energy structure, yet still maintained a highly integrated state with the real world.
Because of the integration, they were one.
"It's this, it's this!"
Goto Masayoshi never would have thought that the difficult problem that had been dragging on for a long time would actually have a breakthrough because of his own fear. He also didn't have the time to think deeply about the problem inside, only doing his best to memorize and analyze, trying to dig out even more things.
He had already seen the light. Everything was difficult at the beginning, very quickly …
His vision suddenly slanted, completely leaving its original focus. His entire vision was also affected, swaying back and forth.
Swaying?
The so-called "swaying" was actually swaying back and forth, it felt like the "eyeball" wasn't embedded in the eye sockets, but rather attached to some thin string …
His randomly swaying vision, in the blink of an eye, he rearranged the situation around him. Mr. Mo, Mushed Mouth Ape, the cowardly Jimmy, his terrified subordinates, and the "veterans" that he had forcefully dragged over to "confront" and so on.
Why are all these guys looking at me?
And with that kind of gaze?
What … is this?
In his swaying vision, a "thicket" of blood, flesh, nerves, and bones appeared, it was malevolent and ugly, and emitted an ominous aura of death.
It was still burning.
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