One of the most important attributes of a hunter is patience, and Cassia is very clear about its importance.

Could it be that as a prey for a long time, as the performance skills become more and more instinct, unknowingly, performance is no longer a performance, but has become a part of oneself, which leads to a much lower patience? If so, it is really a dangerous instinct evolution,

But I feel even more like staying in the spiritual world of Sisia, facing enemies I have never faced and have never recognized before, I accidentally consumed most of my patience. After all, I never imagined that the enemies during that period would actually need to consider countermeasures, how to protect Sisia itself, and successfully deal with them.

But he could not throw all the reasons on Sisia. Cassia reminded himself at the end of his thoughts, but it was more of an excuse for self-suggestion. In the following time, he knew that he would not recall this question again.

When his attention returned to food, Cassia sensed their actual temperature while telling himself to be like an ordinary person and not to ignore the limit on the temperature of the mouth.

"Mr. No. 1, what do you think of the Third General who has walked out of the vortex of the extreme sea?" During the period, Ficino tasted all the flavors and put down the tableware to ask.

"It's not a question we should think about, it's too far away from us." As a politeness, Cassia put down the tableware and looked at Ficino, "Why ask about these? The final temptation? I must know what you know, and maybe what you don't know, I know too. In terms of the total amount of information, we at least remain the same."

Ficino shook his head, "I just remembered the question I asked not long ago. Isn't there one that has not been answered? I've been guessing who you are, and I'm very curious."

"Curiosity can be transformed into magical motivation, which on the one hand allows people to grow rapidly, but on the other hand, a person's time is limited. The cost of rapid growth can be equivalent to overdrawing time in advance, and accelerate the process of death. The side effect of curiosity is it."

"A brief mention will not speed up my time. However,,,," Ficino leaned back and leaned against the wooden chair, creaking, "there are clues, but not going deeper. Since you said that the influence came, you will know that in a few months, there is confidence to live and wait until that moment comes."

"I deliberately say that I know, or understand, or know, so that I can speak up?"

"I have never liked this kind of thought." Ficino said in a serious tone and immediately sighed, "There is an illusion that I tried to escape from danger, but I was unknowingly closer to danger. Focusing on the ability of perception, the intuition will come more and more accurately."

Cassia did not answer, picked up the tableware and continued to eat - the taste was very good, and the more important reason was that at this moment he didn't have to care about the thorns of some fish, and he could no longer cause harm to his throat.

Ficino knew Cassia's attitude, and then picked up the tableware and ate it bite by bit. He stopped talking. After more than an hour, the two of them finished their meal, and he politely said thank you for the rich dinner.

At this moment, it was 8:30 pm. When I saw Cassia who had no plans to find a hotel again, Ficino could only follow him and walked back together, and went to the area near the center of Motol City to buy books. It was almost ten o'clock when I returned to the river. I took a small boat of sightseeing nature by the river. The two of them went down the river and saw a night light as a scenic spot. After ten o'clock, they got ashore.

"It's still not noticed anything." On the bench on the sidewalk by the river, Ficino looked up and saw that the clouds had become more gray-black again, trying to find the stars he knew from the gap. "But intuition tells me that there is indeed something in the environment, which represents danger."

"When you left the hotel, you said it was most likely between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock. Now,,,"

"10:50." Cassia gave the specific time, "I had an error in the expectation, it should be around the early morning, around the zero hour."

"Continue to wait for an hour and ten minutes?" Ficino said with a smile, "The air is good, moist and rich in water vapor. The wind at night is also cool, and you can see a lot of stars through the gaps in the clouds. Well, a good night view is that there are more clouds."

"Don't you think we seem deliberate in this way?" Ficino couldn't help but say, "It's like saying 'Come on, I'm waiting for you'. Such a simple trap, but Bro could see it at a glance."

"From the beginning, Mottoll City was a trap, and they must know. If they did it carefully, they would not come over and be more cautious. They just didn't know what the real trap was, and they would think,,,," the answer paused at this time. Cassia wanted to take it, but in the end she just moved her throat and didn't say the following words.

Ficino didn't care about Cassia's actions because he was a little used to it: "Stay waiting."

At half past eleven, there were few people walking and running at night on the road by the river, and they were all returning to the area where the city buildings gathered. Cassia shook her head and stood up to drag her luggage, "Go to the nearest hotel." He pointed to the colorful hotel light sign in front of the right, "It seems that she was really wrong. It seems that she will have to wait for heavy rain."

Ficino didn't know what to say, stared at Casia for a few seconds, expressing his silence.

After walking more than a hundred meters away, Ficino took the initiative to speak, "Maybe time will go back? About ten minutes ago, the surrounding environment did become different. It can't be said that it feels like, but if it were Kebro and the others, this should be Vaspia's spiritual perception hidden in the environment, if there is no error in the guess."

"Maybe it's just tonight, you predicted it right, but the time is wrong."

"Can you treat it as a kind reminder?"

"Good intention? Shouldn't it be a danger?" Ficino sighed. "In short, abnormal situations occur. I'm sure I will be the first to leave and will not leave behind the so-called performance you said."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Cassia smiled and expressed her understanding, with a soothing tone: "After all, you are a guest, I did not force you to leave your right. But thank you, for accompanying these days."

In the expected answer, Ficino didn't understand the last sentence. He was thinking about whether to ask, and his intuition had already hit him, instantly turning into a sense of danger, filling his whole body. He wanted to give a reminder, and the "bang" sound exploded not far away, and a dark ballistic line swept across the river at the same time, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

He looked behind him, the suitcase towing rod in the hands of the No. 1 experiment body had been interrupted by the bullet. In his perception and vision, a rapid sound of running was about to come to him in the blink of an eye. Subconsciously drew out the short sword, and his vision remained in the afterglow in front of him, and the light blue white light lit up in the dark at the same time.

Then, the explosion sounded again, and several scattered ballistic lines and the white light in front of them instantly twisted and walked over hundreds of meters away, directly bombarding.

"Goodbye!" Ficino shouted, twisting his body irregularly to avoid the bullets. His legs, which had swollen muscles, were instantly lifted and closed to his abdomen. Then he suddenly stepped on the ground, allowing him to fly away directly. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the river to the other side.

The grounding posture was already accelerating. Ficino rushed straight forward, but heard a muffled sound behind him. He turned his head and saw a suitcase flying across the river. He looked extremely bulky and had just crossed the sidewalk for one or two meters and then smashed to the ground. Tactical knives, steel shell bombs and bullets were scattered all over the ground.

"Is it so heavy?" He was wondering, but immediately responded to what had happened. After a moment of hesitation, he made a spiral, and the thrown dagger turned into an invisible shadow, flying towards Casia who dodged the bombardment of white light.

"Thank you!" He had already rushed out more than a hundred meters, and his voice caught up with him.

But he no longer paid attention to the other side of the river. Cassia, who caught the dagger, sighed in her heart, "Thank you for your help, but throwing too accurately is not a good thing. If you don't catch it, it will seem too deliberate,,,"
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