Chapter 207 Where the President Is Is My Harbor

And this kind of provocation by the other party with a clear act of devouring.

The clown will also respond accordingly.

This is no longer a simple fight, it is a life-and-death fight between it and the bird.

Therefore, the situation instantly became tense and fierce.

The clown launched a fierce counterattack, and the look it gave to the nameless bird became more and more crazy and greedy, as if it wanted to eat the other party alive.

Devouring is always mutual.

As long as the clown can devour the nameless bird, then perhaps it can use the huge energy obtained after devouring the nameless bird to cross the gap that has never been crossed in one fell swoop.

The clown is a blood-clothed level weird.

If it wants to become a fierce level weird, it not only needs to devour many weirds of the same level, but also needs to devour weirds with similar abilities.

The number of devouring is even more difficult for weirds to estimate.

It is difficult to tell the winner of the battle between weirds from the surface.

Even if it is a weird of the same level, the difference in ability or the restraint of ability will lead to defeat at the hands of other weirds.

The road to improving strength is an uncertain one, and it is very likely to be swallowed up halfway.

No matter how strong the weirdness is, there will be a day when it encounters a stronger weirdness.

The clown does not want to be swallowed.

Then, it can only attack with all its strength, and even tear a piece of meat from the nameless bird.

However, the gap between the blood-stained clothes and the fierce evil is not so easy to cross.

Even the gap between the blood-stained clothes and the fierce evil is greater than the gap between the blood-stained clothes and all the levels below it combined.

The clown's full-strength attack is just a slightly larger bug jumping in front of the nameless bird.

In terms of the degree of difficulty, it is not as good as the white-haired spider.

The nameless bird chirped and laughed at the other party.

Gusts of wind kept blowing, playing with the clown in the palm of its hand.

The clown was unable to hold on any longer.

It was covered with scars, and its energy had been exhausted, turning back to the size of a human.

A broken music box fell from the tornado and hit its feet, smashing it into a pile of useless parts.

The clown stared at the music box, sighed, squatted down, and picked up a dancing man that had been cut off from the music box.

It was broken.

It could not dance to the beautiful music.

The clown said with regret and sadness: "I can no longer hear the music."

He could no longer listen to the laughter of the guests in his amusement park.

He could no longer pursue those real and pure smiles.

Bird A walked towards it.

The clown looked at this human, who looked like a thin human. When those humans saw him, they would only scream in fear.

Why was this human so different?

"What are you pursuing?"

Although the other party was a human, completely different from the weirdness of it that he didn't know what it was made of, the clown could feel a similar feeling from the other party's behavior.

"Pursue?" Bird A stopped, as if thinking about this sentence.

The nameless bird flew around him, and finally landed on his shoulder, lowering his head to tidy up his messy feathers, which were still a mess no matter how he tidied them.

"The wind is free."

So, he didn't need to pursue, he had already got what he wanted.

The clown: "The free wind?"

"But no matter how free the wind is, it will stop."

Bird A tilted his head slightly, and said with a very gentle tone, sighing: "Indeed, the wind will stop sometimes, but I have found that place."

The nameless bird rubbed his neck slightly, and the slight itch brought by the feathers made Bird A's smile bigger.

The wind gently lifted his hair and hem.

He was standing on the ground, but he looked like a bird that would take off at any time.

But he stood very steadily, as if he had found his own home.

"Where the president is is my port of call."

The clown opened his eyes wide.

Ah… is this a pure smile?

It’s really… too warm.

It’s so warm that it can’t look straight at it.

The clown gave up resistance.

Perhaps being swallowed by him is not a big deal.

It was born as a weird and has survived for who knows how many years.

It’s enough.

The clown waited for the fate of being swallowed.

However, there was no pain as it imagined, and it only felt that it was surrounded in a dark but comfortable place.

The clown in the amusement park was contained.

[Congratulations to the president for successfully containing the blood-clothed weird, construction points +10,000. ]

[You promoted the Deviant Society, construction points +207143! ]

The netizens in the live broadcast room looked at the scene, and the whole person was stunned by shock.

They didn’t know what the feeling in their hearts was, they could only feel that Asuka A, this proud and free white bird, turned out to have such a gentle side.

[Ding! Asuka A’s character perfection increased by 30%! 】

[Unlock special abilities: Wind Escape (perfect), Wind Miasma (excellent)]

[Unlock trick: Wind Suppression Bead (SS)]

Asuka A didn't have time to see what ability he had unlocked, and greeted the netizens in the live broadcast room.

He waved his hand and blinked, and then he sent out another showy wink.

The live broadcast was closed just before the netizens were prepared.

At that speed, there was no time to stop him.

Some netizens had not yet recovered from the beautiful picture before.

Some people had already started to send comments saying how handsome and gentle they were, but not long after they sent them out, the live broadcast room went dark, and the system notified them that the anchor had gone offline.

Although they also knew that the ghost masters had their own tasks, and they definitely didn't have time to broadcast live to them because they were collecting ghosts everywhere.

However, it was also a gain to be able to watch more.

"That's all?"

"Ahhhh, I'm going to make a scene. If I can't continue to watch the great, respectable, beloved, dear, handsome, powerful master of the art of catching strange creatures live, some of my qualities, such as my good character, soul, appearance, morality, and personality, will be destroyed."

"You're so noisy upstairs."

"The art of catching strange creatures are busy with their own work, so how can they have time to live stream for us to watch, although I also like to watch them catching strange creatures."

"Isn't this better than the current TV series?"

"There aren't many decent TV series to watch now."

"I also want to be a master of catching strange creatures. Where can I sign up?"

"The work of a master of catching strange creatures is very dangerous, right?"

"I heard that you can go to Yigui Company to ask."

The live broadcast room has been closed, but the sensation it caused and the subsequent reactions are not so easy to disappear.

The profession of master of catching strange creatures has once again come into the public eye.