Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1799: The Sun Wheel (5)

Chapter 1799 of the sun wheel five

Gusta grabbed Mutter's hand in the stupor of his sleep, fearing that Mutter, who helped him quilt, was mistaken for someone from his past life.

This is very embarrassing.

Ugh... Mutter tried to break free many times but to no avail, but the other party held on tighter. Although the cat boy's hands and feet can be freely stretched and contracted like rubber bands, he actually has a limit when he does so. His extended hands and feet need to be retracted within a certain period of time. If he keeps the stretched state for too long, his muscles will start to sore and the stretched limbs will start to tear, which is very similar to the sprain caused by ordinary people's sports. This is also the root cause of Mutter's serious injury after being affected by toxins from powerful muscle relaxants in previous games.

Gusta has been holding on to Mutter's arm for a while now, and it looks like the tiger man is still a while before he wakes up. If he continues to hold on to it like this, won't Mutter's hand be abolished?

The cat boy began to feel his arm sore, and he knew that they had a very important game to play next, but he couldn't let his arm hurt because of this boring thing. no way

Sorry. The cat boy raised his other hand and aimed a punch at the tiger man's face.

Boom! Although it was only the fist of a weak boy, this punch was quite effective. Gusta was suddenly beaten up, opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the cat boy: Uh, Mutter?

I'm sorry to wake you up, but can you let go of my hand, Mr. Gusta? The cat boy asked innocently.

Oh oh oh, sorry. Gusta let go. The moment he let go, Mutter's outstretched arm was almost like a rubber band that suddenly contracted, snapping back.

Ow! The cat boy retracted his arm, and then rubbed his elbow, which was beginning to swell and hurt.

Sorry sorry. The tiger man slowly got up from the ground, swaying as if drunk: as if he had a strange dream, dreaming of people and things in the past.

Great! The cat boy's eyes widened: Has your memory finally recovered?

The tiger man covered his head: no no no... just a vague impression. Even if I wanted to recall the dream I had just now, I couldn't do it. it's a pity.

This...

The doctor said that I once collapsed in the middle of the desert under extreme water and sugar shortage. Some tissues in the brain have been irreversibly damaged. It is impossible to repair these damages with modern medical technology. . I've given up my hopes of regaining my memory, so I won't be too disappointed. All I need to do now is feel comfortable working under Daddy Sphinx and playing the game well, and that's enough.

Mutter was silent for a while. always feel sad.

Speaking of which, did you come to see me for something? Gusta asked again, shouldn't he come to apologize for yesterday's game? Is this disturbing my sleep?

Uh, the cat boy's eyes drifted away, embarrassed for a while.

Again, why am I lying on the ground wrapped in a quilt and grabbing your hand? The tiger man couldn't help but jokingly asked, in fact, he had already guessed the general situation.

Mr. Gusta, you never know how badly you sleep. So Mutter replied quietly.

Pfft...hahahahahahahahaha! This sentence amused the tiger man, and he burst into a series of laughter. Then he stopped laughing abruptly, and the bandaged part of his shoulder split open with laughter, and a red glow appeared.

Oh no, I have to stop. Gusta covered the torn wound and smiled and said: If this continues, the wound will open again, affecting the next game. Just leave me alone, okay?

Then... well. The cat-man boy withdrew from the room, and when he closed the door, he caught a glimpse of the tiger man Gusta who was taking off the bandage on his shoulder. Next, he was about to re-treat the wound and change the bandage. Mutter originally wanted to offer to help the other party, but Gusta just told the cat boy to leave, and Mutter thought it would be better for him to be more interesting.

So, isn't Mr. Gusta planning to retrieve his past? Mutter remembered a conversation he had when he was chatting with the tiger people: Since they were exiled by the tiger people, there must be files on the Fierce Fang clan that can be traced, right? With Father Sphinx's intelligence network, it must be easy to trace your background, right?

However, Gusta, the tiger man at the time, replied: I don't know if I should get it back. I think I must have done something heinous to be exiled by the people in my hometown. Even if you want to know about your past, you can't help but feel terrified when you think that you might have been a bad person in the past. Forget it. There's no need to bother Papa Sphinx over such a trivial matter. I owe my father too much, and what I have done now is not enough to repay the debt. How can I be so embarrassed to make more requests from him?

Therefore, the investigation into Gusta's life experience is just like that. Not only Mutter, many people in the team have asked similar questions, and the tiger man has always used this standard answer to deal with the past.

If Gusta doesn't want to look into his past himself, then no one in the world can help him, right?

But why? From Mr. Gusta's dream talk just now, the cat boy could vaguely feel a very sad, yet very familiar emotion. Although Gusta himself is reluctant to investigate his past, Mutter feels that he should do something for the tiger man

Meanwhile, on the surface of the Red Sea.

Bediver frowned. And he frowned slightly in disgust.

Although they are still some distance away from their destination, the werewolf youth can see the Icelandic battleship Dimensional Submarine Ice Crystal floating on the water from a distance from the transport boat they are riding on.

The reason why the werewolf youth frowned slightly with disgust was because the ship was originally the ship of Tristan, the murloc prince. In fact, the relationship is not very good, and when we meet, we can't help but quarrel. Bedivere had intended to avoid the Ice Crystal submarine as much as possible without necessity. But I didn't expect King Arthur to bring Bedivere to such a place of right and wrong.

You are ten minutes late. On the unfolded deck of the Ice Crystal, Ivan was already waiting for the arrival of the transport boat. Before Bedivere jumped off the transport boat, the half-dragon youth gave him a blank look: Is that right, is it late because we have to wait for this guy?

Sorry to keep you waiting. The werewolf youth also responded angrily, and landed lightly on the tactical deck of the Ice Crystal.

Actually, it has nothing to do with Bedivere, and it was delayed in order to receive supplies. The King of Knights also jumped to the deck and said to Cador of the Round Table who was driving the transport boat behind him: Move the transport boat to the warehouse of the Ice Crystal and unload the cargo inside.

Understood, Your Majesty. Cador replied.

Evan said nothing. Generally speaking, to carry out a certain battle plan, it is enough for King Arthur and Bedivere to come over. But this time, the King of Knights even brought the Knight of the Round Table, Cador, and made it so mysterious. The cargo in this small transport boat is estimated to be very interesting.

What's inside? Bedivere lowered his voice and asked the King of Knights. He has been wanting to ask about this since just now, but he never found the opportunity.

Whoosh, you'll figure it out, Bedivere. Come on, let's go to the warehouse. The King of Knights walked from the deck to the entrance of the submarine door: Evan, according to the agreement, this ship will take us to the deepest part of the Red Sea Trench, right?

Let's go now, Your Majesty. The half-dragon youth replied: And the license to use the dark blue wave cannon has also been approved, I will keep it in a state where it can be fired at any time.

Very good. The King of Knights climbed down the open hatch, and hopefully we'll never need to use that stuff.

I haven't been informed of any useful information since just now, and I just followed him stupidly. Now Bedivere has no choice but to continue walking with the King of Knights with a sullen stomach.

The sea is calm and the waves are calm, but the Red Sea is a turbid ocean. It is impossible to see what kind of huge waves are actually brewing in this seemingly calm sea. Bedivere had no choice but to walk behind the King of Knights full of unease, all the way along the corridor of the unfamiliar submarine to the mechanical warehouse.

How far would things go to warrant the use of the Ice Crystal's dark blue wave cannon?

Ice Crystal's mechanical warehouse is small, much smaller than that of Bedivere's own ship, and has a very cramped feel. After Bedivere and King Arthur entered the warehouse, the door of the warehouse closed immediately, as if to prevent unrelated people from coming in to join in the fun~IndoMTL.com~ and the small transport boat just now was also driven by the Knight of the Round Table, Cador himself. On the other side of the warehouse awaits King Arthur and Bedivere. The structure of the submarine’s mechanical warehouse is rather peculiar. There is a pool on the side where the small transport boats are parked. There seems to be an independent outlet under the pool. Personnel entering and exiting equipment.

At the same time, there was a clatter of water outside, which should be the sound of the current hitting the submarine's hull when the Ice Crystal dived below the surface.

Beddie, you must keep a secret about what happened today, and don't tell it. The king of knights ordered.

Of course. The werewolf youth replied: I won't say a word about what happened here, don't worry.

Very good. The King of Knights turned to the Knights of the Round Table and ordered: Let's start. Take the goods out for trial use.

Understood, Your Majesty. Cador answered and flipped a switch on the transport. The two cargo boxes loaded at the rear of the transport boat were opened, and the tightly guarded contents of the boxes were revealed to Bedivere.

It's armor in tungsten-steel-like space gray, full-coverage heavy armor.