Chapter 3685 Holy Cloth

Why is there no one?

With doubts, Angel changed his perspective to a God's perspective.

He first pulled his vision to the clouds, almost overlooking the height of the entire Modern City, to observe his specific location.

Previously, the place where Gleipnir and others first landed was probably in the South Thirteenth District.

And 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 was also farther away from Prada Media Company in the North Ninth District.

However, Angel found that although his place was remote, there was a ring train platform about 300 meters away.

As long as he boarded this ring train, it would probably not take long to reach his destination.

After determining his location, Angel used the God's perspective to find the current location of the star worm.

Soon, Angel found the star worm.

He seemed to be heading towards the North Seventh District. From his walking trajectory, Angel could basically determine that he was heading to the Sona District.

This reminded Angel of the intelligence reward that Starworm and Gleipnir had received before:

"Rumor 1: In the lake corridor of Sona District, people have heard curses every midnight recently. The closer to the center of the corridor, the louder the curses."

So, Starworm is likely to go to Sona District to investigate the intelligence there.

When Angel saw the intelligence reward, he actually investigated the intelligence area. However, when he investigated through the God's perspective, he did not find anything.

I don't know if Starworm can find any clues now?

Angel didn't think deeply about it. Anyway, as long as he knew the location of Starworm, Angel didn't care too much about other things.

Although according to Gleipnir's guess, this information in Sona District is very likely related to fashion monsters; Angel himself is also very interested in fashion monsters, but he has no intention of robbing others of their opportunities.

After determining the location of Starworm, Angel lowered the God's perspective to further observe the situation where he was.

There was no one around, which was very strange.

Since Angel had come here, he naturally wanted to see what was going on.

As the vision got closer, Angell 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 the others went?

Angell's eyes were fixed on a huge open-air lawn hundreds of meters away.

This lawn covered a very large area and accommodated several stages, each of which seemed to be holding different activities.

Tens of thousands of people were partying around these stages.

From the dense crowds of people, Angell saw a large number of styles of clothing with ruins and wasteland as the main combination.

If nothing unexpected happened, these people were most likely from the slums.

"So, all these people went to the lawn to participate in the stage activities?" Angell could clearly see from the perspective of God that there were many people dressed extremely exaggeratedly on each stage and around the stage.

There were even strong men who made exoskeleton clothes with more than ten meters of thin steel bars...

According to Geralt's previous statement, these people dressed extremely exaggeratedly were most likely fashion magicians.

If the event was held by a fashion magician, would it be like the fashion show held by Vodance in the mall before, to attract fashion monsters?

Thinking of "fashion monsters", Angel's eyes flashed with curiosity.

The fashion magic system is an energy system that suddenly emerged in the Wonderland copy, and the source is "fashion monsters". How did fashion monsters appear? How do their abilities work? Are they hidden in people's hearts?

Angel was quite curious about these questions.

Before, I only saw fashion monsters through live broadcasts across the screen.

Now that I have the opportunity to contact fashion monsters in person, Angel naturally wants to see it.

Thinking of this, Angel did not hesitate and turned directly towards the open lawn.

A distance of several hundred meters is not far. It only took a few minutes for Angel to reach the edge of the lawn. Here, he can already see the large stages in the center of the lawn.

Surrounded by excited and carnival crowds.

Looking from a distance, Angel really couldn't see what kind of activity was on the stage.

Fashion show? Beauty show? Light show?

It seems like none of them.

Because the stage has a little bit of everything, even singing, dancing, playing the object-finding game... It looks more like a hodgepodge.

Is this the characteristic of the West District?

Angel was thinking while preparing to walk to the lawn.

But at this moment, a voice sounded from not far away.

"Hey, friend over there, the one dressed in Renaissance! Huhu... look over here!" The tired and panting voice sounded in Angel's ears.

"Hey, didn't you hear it? The one with golden hair!"

Angel didn't care at first, what is "Renaissance", he didn't understand at all. But when the other party mentioned "golden hair", Angel paused.

There was no one else around, and his hair was indeed golden. ——In reality, Angel would usually add a red-haired and golden-eyed skin to himself; but in the Dream Crystal Origin, it was restored to its original appearance.

So, the person the other party called, could it be me?

With doubts, Angel turned his head and looked.

After a while of looking around, Angel didn't see any figure.

At this time, the voice sounded again: "Here, I'm here. Look down!"

Angel's eyes moved down and finally saw the person who was speaking.

It was a fat man stuck in the sewer.

Only the upper body was exposed, and his fat belly was stuck in the sewer, making him unable to go up or down.

Seeing that Angel noticed him, the other party said shyly: "Hello friend, I accidentally got stuck... Can you help me? Thank you very much!"

After the other party said this, the redness floated from the cheek to the tip of the ear and the side of the neck. Obviously, the other party's "help" had spent his courage.

Although Angel felt that the scene in front of him was a little funny, he still suppressed his smile and nodded calmly: "Okay."

After speaking, in the grateful eyes of the other party, Angel came 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 to not hurt him and pull him out.

When Angel hesitated whether to add a little more strength, the other party's face became redder, and he said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "There is lubricating oil on the surface of my chest pocket, why don't you apply some on my belly..."

Angel: "???"

Seeing Angel's strange expression, he hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, that's engine oil, for mechanical care..."

Sure enough, in the position of his chest pocket, Angel found a long mechanical bottle.

Under the guidance of the other party, Angel turned the gear and opened the bottle.

The bottle immediately emitted a distinct smell of engine oil.

Angel silently poured the engine oil on the edge of the sewer, and with the help of the oil, Angel finally pulled the other party out of the stuck state.

After the fat man came out, Angel found that the other party had almost no other extra clothes on his body except for a short coat with pockets.

Obviously, the other party knew his body shape very well, and in order to avoid getting stuck, he took off everything he should.

But even so, he underestimated his fat.

"Sorry, I trouble you." The fat man bowed to Angel with gratitude.

It was also at this time that Angel looked at this person.

He had short brown hair and a lot of flesh on his face, just like his body, all piled up flesh. But his skin was very white and he looked extremely young, probably only fourteen or fifteen years old.

His eyes were shy, and his expression was embarrassed and shy.

"When I came out last month, I could pull my hand out and oil myself. But in the past two months, I may have eaten a little too much and gained a little weight, causing my hand to get stuck."

Angel: "..." Is it a little bit, or a little bit? Angel was very skeptical.

Although this person is not as fat as Greya's body, he is also a small meat mountain, and the other party is young. If he continues to develop horizontally, 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. It happens that we are both from the underground block, so we can take care of each other!"

Are we both from the underground block? Angel was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. It was probably when he pulled the other party out that the other party sensed that he had no identity.

Just like Geralt at the beginning,

he just passed by Gleipnir and others, and also sensed that they had no identity, and mistakenly took them as the same kind of underground block.

Angel thought about it and did not refute.

Having an identity in the underground block is better than having nothing.

"Then let's go together." Angle paused: "But I'm not here to participate in the carnival, I'm just a little curious when I see it for the first time, so I just come to take a look."

"First time here?" Xiaopang smiled: "Then I'll introduce you to some fun things later!"

After a pause, Xiaopang continued: "Wait for me, I'll pull out my clothes."

As he said, Xiaopang squatted at the entrance of the sewer, pulled out a steel cable from the outside, and then pulled out an iron box with great effort.

There was also a wild boar pattern with fangs on the outside of the iron box.

Then, under Angle's gaze, Xiaopang gently pressed a button on the iron box, and the iron box immediately began to glow and disintegrate.

Revealing an iron statue of a "flying pig".

Then...

The flying pig continued to glow and disintegrate, turning into various mechanical armors, fitting around Xiaopang's body.

At this moment, Angle seemed to see the transformation of a beautiful girl in a holographic tablet animation, or the transformation of a Saint Seiya's holy clothes?

Finally, when the light faded, a fat man wearing a pig-shaped flying armor appeared in front of Angel.

It really is... a holy armor?

Perhaps the fat man also noticed that Angel was stunned. He lifted up the pig-shaped visor, revealing his pale and chubby face, and said with a smile: "This is the flying pig holy armor I designed myself. It's very powerful, right?"

Looking at the small wing design on the shoulder and the "wise" black bean eyes of 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?"

Angel asked this question mainly because the other party's holy armor was glowing and disintegrating, which obviously involved "supernatural elements", and the supernatural in Modern City is not a fashion magician. Moreover, Xiaopang's so-called "Flying Pig Holy Armor" is also very exaggerated. According to Geralt's theory, the more exaggerated it is, the more likely it is a fashion magician.

Xiaopang was stunned for two seconds before nodding and saying, "I am indeed a fashion magician, but I am a little different from other fashion magicians..."

Angel: "Different? What's the difference?"

Xiaopang was silent for two seconds, and said shyly, "I am very weak..."

Angel recalled how he was stuck in the sewer before, and seemed to understand something.

"Anyway, you are at least a fashion magician." Angel comforted.

After hearing Angel's words, Xiaopang pondered 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, Angel also knew Xiaopang's name.

However, after learning the other party's name, no corresponding fairyland hint appeared, which also means that the other party has neither main quests nor side quests.

Angel was not surprised by this. After all, there are so many people in Modern City, and only a small number of them have main quests and side quests.

"Nathaniel Jacob Alistair Gabe..." Angel remembered the other party's name.

Xiaopang waved his hand: "The name is just a code name, you should call me Xiaopang."

Angel nodded: "Xiaopang, can you tell me what this carnival is about?"

Angel asked as he walked towards the lawn.

Xiaopang scratched his head: "How should I put it? This carnival is a place for entertainment. You can understand that everyone is here to have fun. Moreover, many people here are from the underground district, 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 anyway, just go in and have fun."

Angel: "I don't have to think too much? You mean, for ordinary people, don't think too much, 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 set by the Fashion Guild for those with legal identities on the ground. We are from the underground district and are not subject to jurisdiction. So, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

"This does have other meanings for fashion magicians."