"Let’s go, Ji Minghuan. I’ll take you to visit outside the base." The ntor smiled.
Ji Minghuan was taken aback.
The location is the Salvation Society Base F2, Children’s Paradise.
The elevator doors at the entrance of the Paradise were open. The ntor stood alone inside the car, cold lights casting down and causing his glasses to reflect slightly.
Hearing his voice, the children in the Paradise turned their heads one by one, staring at him curiously.
"Can we really leave the base this ti? Or is the ntor just deceiving ..."
Ji Minghuan sat on the swing, pondering.
"The incarnation of my No. 1 machine is already prepared over at Hof Glacier. If my main body appears above the glacier, it can be discovered, and this way, the location of the base can be determined."
Thinking of this, he took a barely noticeable breath.
"But if I really et the ntor and my main body, would I have the chance to let the Restraint Incarnation eliminate the ntor through an ambush? But with Sun Changkong and Shang Xiaoqi both here... the probability of success is low."
At this mont, the ntor’s words interrupted his thoughts.
"What are you all standing there for?" The ntor adjusted his glasses, put his hands behind his back, and smiled warmly, "Aren’t you curious about what it’s like outside?"
"Alright, let’s go then."
Ji Minghuan murmured softly, retracting his gaze from the ntor’s face. He took Kong Youling’s hand, got off the swing, and slowly walked toward the elevator step by step.
"Going out to play... It seems like it’s been a long ti since the last ti in London." Ji Minghuan murmured gently, curling up the corners of his mouth and turning to look at Kong Youling.
Kong Youling tilted her head, eting his eyes.
Ji Minghuan raised his hand and poked her on the tip of her nose, "Prize guess, silly penguin, where do you think the Salvation Society’s base is located?"
"...Under the sea?"
Kong Youling thought for a mont, then looked up.
"Can’t you be a bit more imaginative?" Ji Minghuan shrugged, "If it’s hidden under the sea, there’s still a chance it could be discovered. Aren’t there sonar detection devices for underwater in sci-fi novels? A building that big would be pretty noticeable underwater."
Kong Youling pondered for a while, took out a small notebook, lowered her head, and sketched a rough doodle: a little white rabbit hanging on a tree by a rope, its head tilted downward, and its eyes in an X-shape, with a sound effect "snap" drawn above its head.
Then she held the notebook to her face and whispered mysteriously:
"Whoever finds it gets silenced."
"Well, that’s possible, given that our Salvation Society is so kind." Ji Minghuan smirked, "But can’t you think of any other possibilities?"
"A volcano?"
The tip of Kong Youling’s pen sketched a small volcano huffing and puffing on the paper.
"Can’t you have so common sense? Building a base on a volcano, aren’t you afraid of it erupting?"
Ji Minghuan shook his head, and Kong Youling glanced at him angrily from the edge of her notebook, puffing her cheeks slightly like a little snowman with a frown.
The two continued chatting as they walked into the elevator, keeping a distance from the ntor, and leaned their backs against the cold steel wall. The cold lights poured down, washing their faces with a pallor, and their blurred reflections appeared on the dark elevator wall.
The ntor looked at the two of them and smiled, "You two are still so close."
"None of your business." Ji Minghuan shrugged, "Silly penguin, insult him."
Kong Youling hesitated, looked at Ji Minghuan, then at the ntor, seemingly unsure of what to say, so she just covered her face with the notebook and made a muffled "gugu gaga" sound.
Ji Minghuan chuckled, and the ntor also laughed softly.
At this point, Kong Youling suddenly lowered her head, remained silent for a mont. Then, she raised her red eyes from behind the notebook to look at Ji Minghuan.
"What’s wrong?" Ji Minghuan noticed her gaze.
Kong Youling shook her head, strands of her pale hair swaying like snow. She didn’t speak, just lowered her head and drew sothing on the notebook with a pencil, then turned it around.
Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow and turned to look, only to see a picture of a luminous white moon with two tiny figures sitting on it drawn on the notebook.
"The Moon." Kong Youling’s lips moved as she spoke seriously.
Ji Minghuan was stunned, for so reason a sudden sense of dread welled up from his heart, giving him goosebumps all over.
Hearing her answer, for so reason, the ntor beside him also paused slightly, his face showing a mont of reflection. But soon, his expression returned to normal.
Staring at the moon on the page, Ji Minghuan remained silent for a long while.
At this mont, a scene flashed in his mind of him and Restricted Level 1001 sitting on the moon, gazing at Earth, unable to shake off the image of the restraint belt devouring the Earth.
"What if the Salvation Society’s base really is on the moon..." he said, shaking his head, and looked up toward the interior of Children’s Paradise.
"It’s ti to go, Catrio. Didn’t you hear? The ntor said he’s taking us out to play!" Sun Changkong adjusted his baseball cap, speaking while slowly flying beside Mario on his Sorsault Cloud.
Right now, Mario was sitting on a carousel horse, playing with a red-blue Switch2 ga console.
"I’m not going."
He said, getting off the carousel and finding a corner to sit by himself, not looking up as he said, "If you want to go, you go yourselves, don’t bother ."
Sun Changkong was montarily taken aback, raising his fiery eyebrows, and flew over on his Sorsault Cloud, "Catrio, aren’t you curious about what it’s like outside?"
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