webnovelfull Chapter 118 Is this photo of you?
Chapter 118 Is this photo of you?
Following Hanabi's directions, Sora led Kiana and the other two to a vending machine.
"The vending machines in Houmu Paradise don't sell Houmu, they sell Firework Dolls..."
"Little Grey, is there a bomb in here?"
"You were forced to come with that pink-haired girl because of the bomb?"
Raiden Mei updated her assessment: March 7th wasn't just Sora's bully, she was a madwoman! Because Sora wouldn't give in to her, she chose to blow up the amusement park!
"None of that matters! Let's get the problem solved!"
Qiong looked at Bronya.
"Bronya, can you identify which bomb and defuse it?"
Upon arriving at their destination, unable to distinguish between real and fake bombs, and lacking bomb disposal skills, Sora could only place her hopes on Bronya.
Bronya shook her head.
"Bronya doesn't know what type of bombs they are and can't identify them, and there are just too many of them. There's simply no time to react! I'm sorry, Bronya can't do it. Let's evacuate the crowd as soon as possible."
"Children, do you need help?"
Not far away, the agile Walter Yang sprinted towards the group and arrived at their side in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle Yang!"
"Mr. Walter, you're here? Little Gray Hair, why did you call Mr. Walter instead of telling Auntie?" Qiong was pleasantly surprised, while Kiana was puzzled. In this situation, whether it was defusing a bomb or evacuating, wouldn't it be more convenient to just find Theresa?
Despite the critical situation and the questioning he faced from his students, Walter Young remained calm and composed, proving that the more critical the situation, the more composed one must be!
"Kiana, what, do you think I can't help?"
"Professor Walter knows how to defuse bombs?"
Bronya found it hard to imagine that a history teacher who was also a cartoonist would know how to defuse bombs.
"I could be a university physics professor, do you think I understand?"
As he spoke, Walter struck a cool pose and went to check the vending machine, arriving at the same conclusion as Bronya.
"Yeah, it's really hard to tell the difference."
Raiden Mei: ...
"Everyone, hurry up and help the class monitor! There are still some people who haven't been evacuated!"
"But children, do not be afraid!"
Old Yang's right hand glowed, and then a cane appeared. The sight of an item appearing out of thin air surprised the three startled families; they had only ever seen such a thing with Sora.
Old Yang poked the vending machine with his cane, and after a moment, Walter had an idea.
"As long as I clear away all these things that could be bombs, everyone will be safe."
"Professor Walter, if we detonate it directly, everyone will be in trouble!"
"Don't worry, my cleanup is perfectly safe—classmates, witness what it looks like when stars shatter!"
Old Yang concentrated and tapped the vending machine with his cane. The point of contact between the vending machine and the cane glowed slightly. With a slight tremor, a dark hole appeared at the point of contact and swallowed the vending machine whole.
Having been a Herrscher of Reason for so many years and having wandered off for so long, the experienced Old Yang has tinkered with Eden's Star more than once or twice. It is not only powerful but also causes little damage to the body.
"Wow, Mr. Walter is amazing!"
Kiana cheered, Bronya's eyes lit up, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Teacher, teacher, if you're so amazing, why don't you teach us practical skills instead of history?"
To resolve the trouble caused by the fireworks, Old Yang was forced to reveal his true skills, which aroused the curiosity of the three starter families. But no worries, we have a contingency plan!
"Actually, I am a senior double agent of the Destiny Organization's St. Freya Academy, codenamed 'Old Comrade'!"
Even if some of it is unreasonable, it's enough to just get by.
"Only Principal Theresa, Secretary Yae, and Sora know about this. You mustn't tell anyone! Otherwise, don't blame the teacher for being ruthless!"
Walter Young said this in a very serious tone, as if he would really kill the three little ones if they told anyone.
"We'll definitely keep this a secret! Can you teach us this trick? If I learn it, I'll definitely be able to become a B-rank Valkyrie, right?"
Walter smiled. Mastering the power of reason to transform into the Star of Eden was no simple matter; it wasn't just about being a B-rank Valkyrie. Could he transfer the core to Bronya without entering the Sea of Quanta?
"We'll talk about it another time. Maybe I'll take one of you as my apprentice. Alright, now that the crisis is over, enjoy your time at Houmu Paradise!"
After saying that, Walter prepared to leave gracefully, leaving behind his back for the others to see him off.
However, he had only taken one step when Qiong grabbed him.
"Uncle Yang, don't rush! There are still about ten places that might be bombed!"
Walter: ...
Using Eden's Star ten or more times in a row? Although his body is in good condition, even with his experience of minimizing its use, ten or more times in a row might still break his body, right?
"Okay, let's go."
A man can't say no!
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"This should be the last one, right?"
The crowd had been evacuated, leaving only a few people around and the oversized firework doll in the middle of the carousel.
Unlike the jubilant crowd, Walter Young was sweating profusely.
"Uncle Yang, you're breathing quite heavily. How about I throw this away?"
If Walter is really incapable, six or seven minutes should be enough to move the potentially explosive device to a safe location.
"No, no need, I'm fine!"
How could I lose face in front of my juniors? Absolutely not! Seniors have their dignity!
"Ugh, this is so boring."
Just then, a sigh came from afar, followed by the sound of a smoke grenade exploding and the smoke it produced.
"Bang bang bang bang~ A loud bang in the sky, and the fireworks make their grand entrance!"
As the smoke cleared, Sambo was still scattering rose petals nearby.
"Since there was no fun, Sambo was forced to take the stage."
Qiong wasn't surprised at all by the combination of the two.
"Sambo, you liar!"
Sambo showed a sad expression, as if he had been wronged.
"Dude, Old Sambo swore to Natasha and Sister Seele with his hand on his heart that I really don't know why Firework did this! But I was caught getting involved in the aftermath, and it was against my will. She controlled my way home!"
"Seele? Did you just say Seele?"
Seele attracted Bronya's attention, and then Bronya attracted Sambo's attention.
"Hmm? This lady looks so much like our Great Guardian, Brock—"
"enough!"
Walter interrupted Sambo, stepping forward to shield everyone behind him.
"Masked Fools, how did you get here? Explain yourself, or I won't hesitate to let you experience the power to shatter stars."
"Oh, it's Uncle Yang! Hello, hello! Just like Little Gray said, you're very reliable!"
Hanabi looked at Lao Yang with admiration, and Lao Yang's reply was extremely concise.
Please answer my question.
"Serious, old-fashioned, boring..."
"Dude, here you go! Hurry up and open it!"
"Again?"
Sambo threw two more boxes at Qiong, and this time Qiong caught them.
"Little Gray Fur, hurry up and open it."
"Yes, Little Gray Fur, hurry up and open it!"
"Don't you dare imitate my way of speaking!"
Qiong opened an even larger box with some skepticism.
"You have excellent taste; you chose the one I gave you."
Was it a gift from Hanahana? Kyō instinctively tried to cover it up tightly, but he didn't.
Because inside is still a box.
"Wouldn't a box within a box be better?"
Open it again, and it's still a box...
After driving it three times in a row, even Sambo couldn't help but ask.
"Fireworks, just how many layers of boxes have you hidden inside?"
"It's only five or six layers, a box inside a box, doesn't that better express my feelings?"
The last box was surprisingly sturdy, and I was a little surprised when I opened it.
He initially thought the gift would be a firework doll, an empty box, or perhaps Xingqiong (which seemed unlikely), but it turned out to be...
Pinocene's Dream Handbook?!
Qiong eagerly started flipping through the pages, randomly finding over a dozen photo booth pictures. Among them, Liu Ying's photo was particularly large, with a line of small print below: "In the sea of dazzling lights and bustling activity, kindness is as hard to find as a firefly..."
"This is...mine?!"
Turning to the last page of the manual, "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes," a highly abstract "group photo" of everyone caught Qiong's eye. Yes, this was something he had created himself—a ring of Qiong formed by other people—a firefly heart...
"The girl's long dream has come to an end, and now no one can answer her anymore... The handwriting is really nice. By the way, Little Gray, is this your photo album?"
Kiana leaned closer and pointed at the fireflies above.
"Little Grey, is that you in the photo? By the way, who's that pretty girl next to you? She's so beautiful!"
"Forehead……"
Qiong had a strange feeling that the fireworks service was actually quite... attentive? Silver Wolf hired her for work and there was even after-sales service?!
Looking at Mei's gloomy gaze behind him, he felt terrible.
"Everyone, please listen to my excuses, no, please listen to my explanation..."