Please Have a Cup of Green Tea - Chapter 118-1

Chapter 118.1: When Miss Green Tea became the control group controller (12)

 

Tang’s super power is simply “Wind power” in his own words.

 

But Christian knew that if a fool really took his words seriously, he wouldn’t even know how he died.

 

The essence of wind is the flow of air caused by air pressure differences, in other words, Tang is essentially controlling air particles.

 

It seems simple at first glance, but it is actually a wonderful use of superpowers, which involves a lot of calculations of mechanics and aerodynamics, but it is now used by him to discuss with an ignorant noble lady for her delight—

 

It can only be said that genius is willful.

 

Tang’s computing ability, reaction speed, and the degree of tricking people’s hearts… It is all of these that make the federal government place high hopes on this “student”, cultivating him in advance, and sending him to the “Garden of Eden”.

 

Who would have thought he would be a spy?

 

If it weren’t for the Chamber of Commerce’s strong tentacles and some coincidences, Christian estimated that he would also be kept in the dark, thinking that this harmless baby-faced boy was the “Rising star” of the government, not the “Star Thief” or the “Intelligence Elite”.

 

The guy who hides so deeply, actually has time to play with her… Christina was in a complicated mood, staring at the two figures above, and finally shook his head and walked up the spiral staircase.

 

On the other side, the two flying higher and higher reached the dome, which was a hollowed-out tower, and light was projected from the top glass.

 

Bi Ming looked at the glass that was not clean, but still transparent, and was a little curious: “There is no moss or vines growing in these places, what’s going on?”

 

Tang was behind her and felt the change in air pressure, and his honey-colored eyes narrowed: “Because it’s very high here, the air is thin, and it’s still connected to a solar power system… It’s an ancient power system that was eliminated. “

 

He obviously felt that Bi Ming could not understand, and said again: “Solar energy is equivalent to the current day and star energy.”

 

But Bi Ming said “Oh”: “I have heard of the sun. It was the age of the ancient blue star, the star that human beings depended on for survival.”

 

“Well,” Tang curled his lips, “After the sun became a dead star, the blue star disappeared, and the entire galaxy was pitch black…”

 

“I’ve heard of this…” Bi Ming stopped him from continuing to popularize his scientific knowledge, and pointed to the top, “There’s a shiny thing hanging there, isn’t it a key?”

 

“Look.” Tang raised his eyebrows, letting the two continue to rise.

 

“Hey, it looks like the moon?” Looking at the round, shiny sphere, Bi Ming raised her hand to pick it, but was blocked by the man behind her.

 

“Things in the ruins cannot be touched with bare hands, and the dust on them is likely to contain ancient microorganisms, which are easy to spread diseases.”

 

Bi Ming touched the back of the hand he patted, and looked up at him: “Then what can we do?”

 

Tang smiled, hooked his fingers, and then a gust of wind blew over and swayed the ball until it swayed in front of them.

 

Bi Ming let out a small exclamation, even someone like her who seldom came into contact with Sentinels found out, no wonder everyone likes to call them “monsters”, this kind of talent of using the elements of nature for one’s own use is really not like human beings .

 

When the shining sphere got close enough, they realized that it was a crystal ball that would refract light of various colors.

 

And it has many faces, pentagons and hexagons, and each side is engraved with a serial number, but it is not a number commonly used in the interstellar age, but “I”, “II”, “III”… these were ancient Roman numerals.

 

“Why is it an ancient language again—” Bi Ming heard Tang tut from behind, “It seems that Arnold has to be brought over.”

 

Bi Ming pushed him: “Actually, don’t you think this is very similar to the order of numbers?”

 

Tang looked at it for a while and thought it made sense: “Wait, let me think about this thing, it’s very similar to the ‘Door key’ mentioned in “Return to Ancient Blue Star”…”

 

It was the second time that Bi Ming had heard about the film, the last time was when the staff led her to the primitive tribe.

 

“Is this movie good?” she asked in a low voice, “I feel like you’ve all seen it.”

 

Tang raised his eyebrows in surprise and stared at her carefully for a long time, until the eldest lady glared back fiercely, and then grinned: “The masterpiece in the history of the federal box office, not only has epic scenes, but also girls’ favorite poignant love story…”

 

“Don’t read the slogan, I’m asking you, is there really a lot of Blue Star’s content in it?”

 

“Almost,” Tang shrugged, then raised his tone happily, “If you’re interested, we can project it back in the cabin, you can come to my room—or I can go to yours.”

 

“If I want to see it, I will see it myself.” Bi Ming noticed the tone of his implied expectation and gave him a big white eye, “You should concentrate on studying this ‘door key’.”

 

“If I guessed correctly, this thing should be a teleportation tool used by ancient believers to return to the room,” Tang said with a light smile, “For example, just by touching the number on it, you can go to the room with that number…”

 

Bi Ming suggested: “Then try?”

 

“Didn’t forget the virus… Huh?” Before Tang finished speaking, he saw the girl take out a handkerchief from her backpack.

 

“My handkerchief is made of antibacterial fiber, which has simple cooling and disinfection functions.” She lowered her eyes and wiped the crystal ball with the handkerchief. “Okay, press it.”

 

Tang seemed to know Bi Ming for the first time, and he bent his eyes: “The preparations are sufficient.”

 

“Come on,” the eldest lady frowned, “You don’t want me to press it, do you?”

 

“Of course not,” Tang  stretched out his hand to the side she wiped clean, “As Miss Testai’s knight, of course I have to help you block all risks.”

 

“Then press ‘I’, it feels a lot like ‘1’, I guess it’s room number 1.” Bi Ming lowered her eyes and said lightly.

 

Tang also felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he gently pressed his fingers along the “I” on the spherical surface—

 

The spheres began to glow profusely, wisps of light lingering around them like threads.

 

“Looks like you guessed right, I feel like this is similar to the teleporter in my house.” Bi Ming looked at the boy.

 

As a sentinel, Tang has a strong perception of dangerous things, but at this moment he did not feel any danger from these apertures.

 

He thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and stretched out his hand towards Bi Ming.

 

“?” The blonde girl looked confused.

 

“Give me your hand, if there is any danger, at least I will have time to pull you to run.” He showed a clear smile like a clear sky.

 

…

 

In the evening, on the dining table of the seaside cottage.

 

“So you all went back to that piece of quicksand?” Lilith, who was holding the rabbit, looked at Bi Ming who was embarrassed, and felt incredible, “You guys didn’t find anything, just came back like this?”

 

“That’s a teleporter, and we don’t know its end point.” The girl’s face was slightly red, her eyes widened, and she retorted seriously, “But at least we can rule out the ‘I’ side now, can’t we?”

 

“Well…” Lilith sighed and patted Bi Ming’s shoulder, “If it was me, I would explore other places inside and press it.”

 

Of course Bi Ming knew.

 

The group of ruins is large, with different branches, each leading to a room. Some rooms are locked and some are not. You can teleport to the locked room with that “Door key”, and the guests have to guess the number corresponding to the room.

 

These were all done by Arnold in the original book.

 

As for Cecia – she contributed the key answer to the Sphinx, allowing everyone to enter the ruins smoothly, enough for her fans to blow for a year.

 

“There are still a few days to come. Anyway, it’s enough to find the key to the next stage before the tenth day.” Tang behind her also nodded and chuckled, “If it wasn’t for Testai this time, we’d still not get the entry.”

 

Christian next to him rubbed his temples.

 

Impulsivity really kills people, he was still walking on the stairs, the two guys were suddenly wrapped in blue light, and they were gone.

 

After hesitating for a moment between [Saving People] and [Exploring the Ruins Alone], he still went to get the teleporter that would make people disappear – and then fascinatedly pressed the same “I” as them.

 

Then all three returned to the entrance – near the quicksand.

 

When they wanted to enter the ruins again in the same way, they found that the sand had stopped flowing and had become an ordinary beach.

 

Christian and Tang also thought of a possibility: “There are parts in the ruins that can control the formation and disappearance of quicksand.”

 

Bi Ming remembered the original explanation:

 

[When being transported to the starting point by the “Door key”, Cecia looked around blankly: “We were sent back to the entrance!”

 

Arnold stepped forward and held the gravel, carefully observed the surrounding area, and made a guess: “There is an underground river here, and the groundwater rises up during the day, turning the sand in this area into a mixture of soil and water, so the sand will collapse down. .”

 

Christian also began to think: “Is it accidental or regular?”

 

“When we came in, the quicksand collapsed once.” Arnold pondered, “Let the next group come here at the same time tomorrow. If the quicksand re-forms, it means that it is regular.”

 

He was right, it took a day for the quicksand to re-form, which meant that the ruins could only be entered once a day.]

 

“Tang, is the stone statue at the entrance you’re talking about a sphinx?” Cecia looked at Tang, who was pressing her arm on the back of Bi Ming’s chair, showing an unconscious gesture of intimacy, and there was an unknown secret fire in her heart.

“I know that too.”

 

Tang raised his eyebrows: “Wow.” His tone was obviously perfunctory.

 

Cecia was so annoyed by his indifferent look: “Don’t you believe it?”

 

“I believe.” But so what? Tang blinked, then leaned over and muttered to Bi Ming, “Give me a piece of honey pork ribs, I’m starving to death.”

 

Bi Ming looked back, impatience in her blue eyes: “Aren’t you annoying?”

 

“I was made into someone’s meat pad, and I got hurt,” Tang held the dinner plate, deliberately showing the scratches on his wrist, “Alas, you have no conscience, and will throw it away after it is used up.”

 

The eldest lady blushed. When she was sent away by the teleporter, she leaned against the other person tightly because of the violent bumps. The moment she came out, the other side was holding her own hand and was pressed to the ground by her, rubbed by rough sand.

 

“Okay, I’ll hold you to death.” She pursed her lips, took the public spoon, and scooped a spoonful of spare ribs into the dishonest guy’s bowl.

 

Christian watched their interaction, the screeching sound of knives and forks on the plate.

 

He began to wonder, who was the person who finally came to the ruins, but whose IQ plummeted?

 

At this moment, the red-haired man who came out of the kitchen looked over lightly – the plate of grilled steak with honey sauce that was one of his works tonight, and it was specially placed in Bi Ming’s hand.

 

He saw Tang’s provocative eyes when he was biting his ribs, but his expression was slightly cold, but he didn’t say anything.

 

“Phoenix…” Bi Ming called out a little embarrassedly, and seemed to realize that it was a little bad for her to give others the dishes made by men.

 

“Try it.” The red-haired man put the plate of creme brulee in front of Bi Ming, then pulled out the chair beside her and sat down as a matter of course.

 

Tang, who just wanted to sit in this position but was rejected:”…”

 

The eldest lady also turned around and made up something to say: “Why don’t you look for a position?”

 

With Phoenix by her side, his golden brown eyes narrowed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: “Testai, some people are born with their own quirks, like stealing other people’s food, we should punish them by making them stand.”

 

“Huh?” The blond girl didn’t quite understand Phoenix’s suggestion.

 

But Phoenix didn’t explain. Instead, he glanced back at Tang: “Forget it, I should thank you for helping her avoid danger today. You can take it all.”

 

The tone like a reward finally made Tang’s smile restrain a little bit.

 

“Your stuff? Pretty confident, Phoenix.”