bookandnovel Chapter 3684 Holy Clothes
Chapter 3684 Holy Clothes
Chapter 3684 Holy Clothes
Why is there no one here?
With doubts, Ingres changed his perspective to a God's eye view.
He first raised his vision to the height of the clouds, almost overlooking the entire modern city, so as to observe his specific location.
The place where Gleipnir and others first landed was probably in the South Thirteenth District.
The place where he landed this time was in the West Fifteenth District, well outside the Sixth Ring Road. It was even more remote than Gleipnir's first landing point.
It is also farther from Prada Media in the North 9th District.
However, Angel discovered that although he was in a remote place, there was a ring train platform about 300 meters away.
As long as you get on this ring train, you will reach your destination in no time.
After determining his own position, Angel used the God's perspective to look for the current location of the starworm.
Soon, Angel found the starworm.
He now seemed to be heading towards District 7 North. From his walking trajectory, Angel could basically confirm that he was now heading towards the Sona District.
This reminded Angel of the intelligence rewards that Starworm and Gleipnir had received before:
"Rumor 1: In the lakeside corridor of Sona District, people have been hearing curses every midnight recently. The closer to the center of the corridor, the louder the curses are."
Therefore, the Starworm is most likely going to the Sona District to gather information there.
When Anger saw the intelligence reward, he actually checked the intelligence site. However, when he checked from a God's perspective, he didn't find anything.
If the starworm goes over now, I don’t know if it will be able to find any clues?
Angel didn't think too much about it. As long as he knew the location of the starworm, it would be enough. Angel didn't care too much about other things.
Although according to Gleipnir's guess, this information about Sona Street is very likely related to fashion monsters; Angel himself is also very interested in fashion monsters, but he has no intention of snatching other people's opportunities.
After determining the location of the starworm, Angel lowered his perspective to further observe the situation at his location.
There was no one around, which was strange.
Since Ingres had come here, he naturally wanted to see what was going on.
As the view narrowed, Ingres not only saw "himself", but also saw the general appearance of this slum.
Not only was there no one within a few dozen meters of where he was, but the total number of people in the huge slum could probably be counted on two hands.
As for where did the others go?
Angel's eyes were fixed on a huge open lawn several hundred meters away.
The lawn is extremely large and can accommodate several stages, each of which seems to be hosting different activities.
Tens of thousands of people were partying around these stages.
From the attire of the densely packed crowd, Angle saw a large number of clothing styles that were mainly based on the styles of ruins and wasteland.
If nothing unexpected happens, these people are most likely from slums.
"So, everyone here went to the lawn to participate in the stage activities?" Angel could clearly see from his God's perspective that there were many people dressed extremely extravagantly on each stage and around the stage.
There are even strong men who use more than ten meters of thin steel bars to make exoskeleton clothing...
According to what Geralt said before, these people who are dressed extremely extravagantly are most likely fashion magicians.
If the Fashion Wizard is hosting the event, will it be like the previous one where Vodance hosted a fashion show in a shopping mall, to attract fashion monsters?
Thinking of "Fashion Monster", Angel's eyes flashed with deep curiosity.
The fashion magic system is an energy system that suddenly appeared in the Wonderland dungeon, and its source is the "fashion monsters". How did the fashion monsters appear? How do their abilities work? Are they hidden in people's hearts?
Ingres was quite curious about these questions.
Before, I only saw Fashion Monster through the screen through live broadcasts.
Now that he has the opportunity to personally come into contact with the fashion monster, Angel naturally wants to go and take a look.
Thinking of this, Angel did not hesitate and turned directly towards the open lawn.
A distance of several hundred meters was not far. It only took Angel a few minutes to reach the edge of the lawn. From here, he could already see the large stages in the center of the lawn.
There were crowds of excited and revelling people all around.
From a distance, Ingres couldn't really tell what was going on on the stage.
Fashion show? Beauty show? Light show?
It doesn't seem to be.
Because there is a little bit of everything on the stage, even singing, dancing, and playing hidden object games... it looks more like a hodgepodge.
Is this the characteristic of the West District?
As Angel thought about this, he prepared to walk onto the lawn.
But at this moment, a voice sounded from not far away.
"Hey, friend over there, the one dressed in Renaissance style! Huh... look over here!" A tired and breathless voice sounded in Angel's ears.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? The one with the blond hair!"
Ingres didn't pay much attention at first, as he had no idea what the "Renaissance" was. But when the other party mentioned "golden hair", Ingres paused.
There was no one else around, and his hair was indeed golden. - In reality, Angel would often give himself a red-haired, golden-eyed skin; but in the Dream Crystal Origin, he returned to his original look.
So, the person the other party was calling was me?
With doubt, Angel turned his head and looked.
After looking around for a while, Angel did not see any figure.
At this time, the voice sounded again: "Here, I'm here. Look down!"
Angel's eyes moved down and he finally saw the person who was speaking.
It was a big fat man stuck in the sewer entrance.
Only his upper body was exposed, and his fat belly was stuck in the sewer outlet, preventing him from going up or down.
Seeing that Angel noticed him, he said shyly: "Hello friend, I accidentally got stuck... Can you give me a hand? Thank you very much!"
After the other party said this, a blush spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears and the edges of his neck. It was obvious that the other party's "request for help" had exhausted all the courage he had mustered.
Although Angel felt that the scene in front of him was a little funny, he still suppressed his laughter and nodded calmly: "Okay."
After saying this, in the other party's grateful eyes, Angel walked over and tried to pull him out.
However, his belly was too big, and it was a little difficult for Angel to control his strength so as not to hurt him and pull him out.
When Angel was hesitating whether to use more strength, the other party's face turned redder, and he said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "There is lubricating oil in my chest pocket, why don't you apply some on my belly..."
Angel: "???"
Seeing Angel's strange expression, he quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, that's engine oil, used for mechanical maintenance..."
Sure enough, in his chest pocket, Angel found a long mechanical bottle.
Under the other party's guidance, Ingres turned the gear and opened the bottle.
The unmistakable smell of motor oil immediately wafted from the bottle.
Angel silently poured the engine oil on the edge of the sewer. With the help of the oil, Angel finally pulled the other party out of the stuck state.
After the fat man came out, Ingres realized that apart from a short coat with pockets, he had almost no other extra clothes on his body.
Obviously, the other party was very aware of his body shape, and in order to avoid getting stuck, he took off everything he needed to.
But even so, he underestimated his own fat.
"Sorry to trouble you." The fat man bowed repeatedly to Angel with gratitude on his face.
It was also at this time that Ingres looked at this man.
He had short brown hair and a lot of flesh on his face, just like his body, but his skin was very white and he looked extremely young, probably only fourteen or fifteen years old.
His eyes were shy, his expression was embarrassed and timid.
"When I came out the month before last, I was able to pull my hand free and apply the oil myself. But in the past two months, I may have eaten too much and gained a little weight, which caused my hand to get stuck."
Angel: "..." Is it just a little bit, or a billion bits? Angel was very skeptical.
Although this person is not as fat as Greya herself, he is still a small meat mountain. Moreover, he is young. If he continues to develop in this way, he will probably become a meat mountain demon like Greya in the end.
"You're welcome." Angel nodded and prepared to turn around and leave.
At this time, Xiaopang spoke again: "Are you going to the carnival too? Let's go together. We are both from the underground block, so we can take care of each other!"
Were we both from the underground district? It took Angel two seconds to react. It was probably because when he pulled the other person out, the other person sensed that he had no identity.
Just like when Geralt just passed by Gleipnir and the others, he sensed that they had no identity and mistook them for the same kind of people in the underground block.
Angel thought about it and didn't refute.
Having an underground neighborhood identity is better than having nothing at all.
"Then let's go together." Angle paused and said, "But I'm not here to participate in the carnival. I'm just curious because it's my first time seeing it, so I just came to take a look."
"First time here?" Xiaopang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Then I'll introduce you to some fun things later!"
After a pause, Xiaopang continued: "Wait for me for a moment, I'll pull out my clothes."
As he spoke, Xiaopang squatted at the entrance of the sewer, pulled out a steel cable from inside, and then pulled out an iron box with great effort.
There is also a pattern of a wild boar with fangs on the outside of the iron box.
Then, under Ingres's gaze, Xiaopang gently pressed a button on the iron box, and the iron box immediately began to glow and disintegrate.
An iron statue of a "flying pig" was revealed inside.
And then……
The flying pig continued to glow and disintegrate, transforming into various mechanical armors that fit around Xiaopang's body.
At this moment, Angel seemed to see the transformation of a beautiful girl in an anime on the holographic tablet, or maybe the transformation of a Saint Seiya's holy armor?
Finally, when the light faded, a fat man wearing a pig-shaped flying armor appeared in front of Angel.
Is it really... a holy garment?
Perhaps Xiaopang also noticed that Angel was in a daze. He lifted up his pig-shaped visor, revealing his chubby white face, and said with a smile, "This is the Flying Pig Holy Armor that I designed myself. Isn't it powerful?"
Looking at the small wing design on the shoulder and the "wise" black eyes on the visor, Angel said silently: "It's very powerful..."
After a pause, Angel was silent for a moment and said, "Are you a fashion magician?"
The reason why Angel asked this question was mainly because the other party's holy armor was glowing and disintegrating, which obviously involved "supernatural elements", and the supernatural in Modern City was a fashion magician. Moreover, Xiaopang's so-called "Flying Pig Holy Armor" was also very exaggerated. According to Geralt's theory, the more exaggerated it was, the more likely it was a fashion magician.
Xiao Pang was stunned for two seconds before he nodded and said, "I am indeed a fashion magician, but I am a little different from other fashion magicians..."
Angel: "Different? How is it different?"
Xiaopang was silent for two seconds, then said shyly, "I'm very weak..."
Angel recalled how he was stuck in the sewer entrance before, and seemed to understand something.
"Anyway, at least you are a fashion magician," Angel comforted.
After hearing what Angel said, Xiaopang thought for a few seconds and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm not showing off. I believe you also have the opportunity to become a fashion magician."
Angel: “???” What are you apologizing for?
……
After a round of introductions, Ingres also learned Xiaopang's name.
However, after learning the other party's name, no corresponding fairyland hint appeared, which also shows that the other party has neither main quests nor side quests.
Angel was not surprised by this. After all, there were so many people in Modern City, and only a small number of them could have main and side quests.
"Nathaniel Jacob Alistair Gabriel..." Angel remembered the other person's name.
Xiaopang waved his hand: "The name is just a code name, you should just call me Xiaopang."
Angel nodded: "Xiaopang, can you tell me what this carnival is about?"
Angel asked as he walked toward the lawn.
Xiaopang scratched his head. "Well, this carnival is a place for entertainment. You can understand that everyone is here to have fun. Besides, many people here are from the underground block, so there is no need to worry about physical contact, let alone being reported by someone with ulterior motives."
"You don't have to think too much about it, just go in and have fun."
Angel: "I don't have to think so much? You mean, for ordinary people, there is no need to think too much, just have fun. But for you fashion wizards, this actually has a different meaning?"
Xiaopang glanced at Angel and said, "Although you think too much...but what you think is actually not wrong."
"I shouldn't tell ordinary people about this, but you just helped me, and this rule was set by the Fashion Guild for those with legal identities on the surface. We are from the underground district and are not subject to its jurisdiction. So, it's okay to tell you."
“This does have other meanings for the fashion wizard.”