Although this person is not as fat as Graia, he is still a small mountain of meat, and he is young. If he continues his horizontal development, he will probably eventually become a big demon like Graia.
"You're welcome." Angel nodded and was about to turn around and leave.
At this time, Xiaopang spoke again: "Are you going to the carnival too? Let's go together. It just so happens that we are both from the underground neighborhood and can take care of each other!"
From the same underground neighborhood? Angel was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. It was probably because when he pulled the other person out, the other person sensed that he had no identity.
Just like Geralt back then,
Just passing by Gleipnir and others, I felt that they had no identity, and mistakenly thought that they were the same kind in the underground neighborhood.
Angel thought for a moment and didn't refute.
Having an underground neighborhood identity is better than having none at all.
"Then let's go together." Angel paused: "But I'm not here to participate in the carnival. I'm just curious when I see it for the first time, so I just came here to have a look."
"First time here?" Xiaopang smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Then I will introduce you to some fun things later!"
After a pause, Xiaopang continued: "Wait for me for a moment, I will pull out my clothes."
As he said that, Xiaopang squatted at the entrance of the sewer, pulled out a steel cable, and then pulled out an iron box with great effort.
There is also a picture of a wild boar with tusks on the outside of the iron box.
Then, under Angel's gaze, Xiaopang gently clicked a button on the iron box, and the iron box immediately began to glow and disintegrate.
An iron statue of "Flying Piggy" is revealed.
And then...
The Flying Pig continued to glow and disintegrate, turning into various mechanical armors that fit around the little fat guy.
At this moment, Angel seemed to have seen the transformation of a beautiful girl in a holographic tablet anime, or maybe the transformation of a Saint Seiya?
Finally, when the light dissipated, a fat man wearing pig-shaped flying armor appeared in front of Angel.
Is it really...sacred clothing?
Xiaopang may have also noticed that Angel's eyes were dazed. He lifted up his pig-shaped visor, revealing his fair and chubby face, and said with a smile: "This is the Flying Pig Holy Armor that I designed myself. Isn't it very powerful?"
Looking at the small wing design on the shoulders and the "smart" black bean eyes on the visor, Angel said silently: "It's very fierce..."
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 glowing and disintegrating Saint Cloth of the other party obviously involved "extraordinary elements", and the extraordinary elements of Modern City are not just fashion magicians. Moreover, Xiaopang's so-called "Flying Pig Holy Armor" "The level of exaggeration is also very high. According to Geralt's theory, the more exaggerated you are, the more likely you are to be a fashion magician.
Xiaopang was stunned for two seconds, then nodded and said: "I am indeed a fashion magician, but I am a little different from other fashion magicians..."
Angel: "It's different? What's the difference?"
Xiaopang was silent for two seconds and said a little shyly: "I'm very weak..."
Angel recalled how he was stuck at the sewer entrance, and seemed to understand something.
"No matter what, you are at least a fashion magician." Angel comforted me.
After Xiaopang heard Angel's words, he 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 while of mutual introductions, Angel also knew Xiaopang’s name.
However, after learning the other party's name, no corresponding fairyland prompt appeared, which also shows that the other party has neither main tasks nor side tasks.
Angel was not surprised by this. After all, there were so many people in Modern City, and only a few of them had main missions and side missions.
"Nathaniel. Jacob. Alistair. Gabe..." Angel remembered the other person's name.
Xiaopang waved his hand: "The name is just a code name, you should call me Xiaopang."
Angel nodded: "Little Fatty, can you tell me what this carnival is about?"
Angel asked as he walked towards the lawn.
Xiaopang scratched his head: "How can I put it this way? This carnival is a place for entertainment. You can understand that everyone is here to have fun. Moreover, many people here are from underground neighborhoods, so there is no need to worry about physical contact, let alone I’m worried that someone will report me.”
"You don't have to think about that much anyway, just go in and play."
Angel: "I don't have to think about that much? You mean, for ordinary people, they don't need to think too much, they just have fun. But for you fashion magicians, this actually has a different meaning?"
Xiaopang glanced at Angel: "Although you think a little too much...but what you think is actually right."
"This matter should not be told to ordinary people, but you just helped me, and this rule is stipulated by the Fashion Guild for those with legal status on the ground. We are people in the underground neighborhood and are not subject to jurisdiction. So. , it doesn’t matter if I tell you.”
"For fashion magicians, this does have other meanings."
Chapter completed!