Chapter 289 Escape

Buzz!

A sports car ran over the scattered sunlight chopped up by the treetops, racing wildly on the road, its engine roaring like a husky, in sharp contrast to the elegant and silent floating car passing by.

"Will we really not attract attention if we do this?" Igula, the co-pilot, was worried: "This is just like an old homeless man who is suffering from withdrawal reactions suddenly appearing on a rose-colored university campus-does he have to take the highway?"

An Nan, who was driving, shrugged: "It's easier to be noticed if you take the side roads. No one will take the side roads except for people with shit on their bodies. What's more, driving on the non-motorized lane has violated traffic laws. The Baroness and the red hat only need to check Anyone playing in the mud with a car can find us."

“While driving this classic car will attract attention, it’s not the kind you might think.”

"Nowadays, when self-operated aerial vehicles are very popular, retro-style classic cars that must be operated manually naturally also have many fans. Nothing can show one's 'noble taste' better than nostalgia."

"In addition, this Uzi Lantern Killer is a special model modified by my father," An Nan smiled slightly: "The dragon pattern outside will still light up at night, and others will only think that this car is a passenger. The average age is less than twenty years old.”

Igulla raised his eyebrows: "Why is the sports car modified by your father in your grandfather's tomb?"

"Because my grandfather hated my father playing sports cars, and my father's favorite thing to do was to pee on the corpses of his enemies - that's not what I meant, but you understand what I mean."

"I said, compared to the level of fashion, can you consider the popularity of the passengers first?" Ash in the back seat grinned: "We are almost pregnant!"

At 6 o'clock in the morning, a group of people from the funeral office left Grandpa An Nan's tomb on time, but this time they were no longer riding bicycles, because there was an Uzi Lantern Killer sports car in the tomb as a means of transportation.

As an escape tool, they can't ask for too much from this sports car. After all, it's been decades. If this car can still run, it should be a three-second moment of silence for the car factory that went bankrupt due to the impact of the trend of automatic cars.

However, the ancestors of the Duolan family are not sure whether they are very confident about the declining number of members of their family. This sports car is actually a standard four-seater, and the passengers are not fat at all.

Among the six of them, first of all, the eldest lady, no matter how friendly she is to the people, cannot be crowded together with the workers. She is responsible for driving, and then the co-pilot makes the decision by guessing dice. "Never out of the blue" Igurah successfully kills everyone.

Originally, Liz was supposed to be held by Aunt Bojin, but Liz kept drooping her eyelids and insisted on hanging on Ash to sleep, so Ash could only hold Liz and squeeze in the back row with the necromancer and the butler boy. ——It’s a pity that it doesn’t smell like a leek box, otherwise Ash would be able to dream back to the good times of catching the subway at eight in the morning.

"Bear with me," Igula said, "You have the biggest butt and you're still complaining, and neither of them has spoken yet."

"Banji, can your suitcase be stuffed with people? I suggest you stuff the one with the smelliest mouth into it first. It can purify the air in the car..."

Compared to Ash, who only knows how to complain, Harvey has a much more lively attitude: "The sunshine is very nice today."

"Yeah." Banji also nodded: "It's a good day to do some general cleaning."

"Can you please stop for a moment at noon? I want Alice to come out and bask in the sun."

After a brief silence, An Nan asked: "There is something I wanted to ask Mr. Harvey last night, but I just didn't know if I should ask."

"Ask me." Although he was on the run, Harvey seemed to be in a good mood: "Just don't ask me what I did in the shower."

Let's not talk about other things, but Ash feels that Harvey has a talent for writing novels - how does he manage to arouse other people's curiosity with just one sentence?

"The partner you drove yesterday was the body I took you to buy last time, right?"

"Yes, Alice is your gift to me."

"But I remember," An Nan said with a very complicated expression: "The corpse I bought... was a male."

As soon as he said this, Ash didn't care about the crowd and hurriedly squeezed towards the pandan, trying to draw a line of non-contact with Harvey.

"It was indeed a man at first," Harvey nodded: "But after listening to Ash's suggestion, I made some temporary modifications - as a necromancer, it is reasonable for me to know a little bit of biological modifications - —and so Alice was born.”

Ash was startled: "What advice did I give you?"

"Sexual function and functionality."

"I found that I had placed too much emphasis on the functionality of the partner and ignored the sexual potential of the corpse," Harvey said.

"For example, normal corpses are ferocious-looking, pale-faced, pus-oozing from the body, and huge in size, which can bring shock and pressure to the enemy from a sensory level. However, this kind of intimidation style can only scare ordinary people. Normally It's impossible for magicians to be afraid, for example, Ash, are you afraid of corpses?"

"How is that possible!" Ya Xiu's voice rose an octave: "I'm not even afraid of living people, why should I be afraid of dead people?"

"Axiu is afraid of horrible corpses" - An Nan, Ban Ji, and Igula silently recorded in their hearts.

"But I was deeply inspired by what you said, Ash, and decided to take another route - dressing up the corpse in a way that can arouse people's desires. The temptation of the corpse will be in sharp contrast with the combat power of the corpse itself, and then …”

Ash understood: "Will it arouse fear in the enemy's heart?"

"No!" Harvey's voice was high, and the sun fell in his pupils, making it difficult to tell whether it was fanaticism or brilliance: "The enemy will definitely be attracted by this beautiful power, and the realization of the undead will make all A magic sect that makes everyone happy, and then becomes a lackey of Haagen-Dazs——"

Ash asked: "Who is Haagen-Dazs?"

"The legends circulated among us necromancers are the great beings who give souls to the dead." Harvey looked at Ash: "Are you interested in learning about the benevolent and great Haagen-Dazs? Our necromancer faction is not a religion, but It’s definitely more exciting than religion——”

"Spell sects with a long history will create such a 'great being'. It may be the evolution of the story of a legendary magician, or it may be the former glory of a lost god." Igura explained lightly: "For example, our hearts The faction also has a great being called Madara who is said to be the aggregation of consciousness of all living beings. The vertical pupils on his forehead can make the world dance as he pleases - but psychics will rarely fall to following a cultural symbol."

The necromancer didn't care about the provocation of the fraudster. They would argue from time to time as early as during the jailbreak plan - or everyone had a dispute with Igurla. After all, only customers can enjoy the care of Igurla like a spring breeze - if If Igura is like blazing ice, then Harvey is like icy fire. He doesn't like to hurt others, he only likes to burn others into the same torch as himself.

"So what you're saying is that you want to use beautiful girls to arouse other people's interest in the undead faction?"

"Yeah, isn't this what you taught me?"

Although Ash didn't mean this at the time, Harvey's idea of ​​"beautiful girl → attracting traffic" subtly fits the mobile game model.

"Then why do you want to transform men into beautiful girls?" An Nan expressed dissatisfaction with political correctness: "Can't beautiful boys do it?"

"I personally think women played by men are more attractive."

"Why?"

"Because there is a vivid example around me."

Everyone looked at Igula, the co-pilot. The fraudster didn't expect that this would involve him, but he didn't panic: "You have some insight."

Humiliation will lose its effect as long as the other party does not think it is humiliating.