Two hundred and fifty million.

Although I don’t live in the real world and I don’t know the value of those money very well, I still know the existence of the red and white machines.

This fact really makes me feel a little incredible.

The era of red and white machines is only a few decades away. Why can its value and rarity suddenly soar to such a high level?

"Not really." I replied in a trembling voice, "The red and white machine and cassette were sold for 250 million yuan in the end."

The woman listened to my answer and raised her brows slightly, "It's not bad, you actually know that it seems that you are not that typical contemporary young man."

"But aren't you curious? Why can that red and white machine be sold at such a high price?" Her eyebrows narrowed slightly into a slit, "I heard that there are more stories behind this."

"This..." I was stunned again and could only wait for Xie Lan to rescue her.

But I don't seem to need it anymore.

The next scene freed me from that woman's problem.

With the coquettish and unrestrained performance of Saxophone, the Guardian wrapped in the last undercurrent finally completely swallowed up her exile.

"Swish." A limb that looked like a bamboo joint suddenly stretched out from the black ball.

Although it is a bamboo joint, it is also the size of a tree trunk in the real world based on its body shape.

It is called a bamboo joint, but it is just a description of its slender limbs.

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth, endlessly endlessly.

"Oh my God, what exactly has this guardian become? Why are there so many brothers and feet?" Elise's marvelous voice sounded from my soul space.

One by one, one by one, the hands and feet penetrated the undercurrents that wrapped it, and from a distance they looked like a huge insect that had not yet developed.

No wonder she wrapped herself in a cocoon just now, it turned out that she was really an insect.

As for the woman who was asking me a question just now, she also turned her gaze to the giant insect, and her playful gaze seemed a little weird under this frivolous BGM.

"What should I do now?" I couldn't handle it and finally threw the problem to Xie Lan.

"Wait." Xie Lan only said one word.

"Gogkum..." In the undercurrent, strange screams gradually began to sound, just like ordinary insects.

I insist on saying something I want... Maybe it's like a cricket.

Although it may be a bit too much to say this, I forgivably the first matching sound in the database when I heard this sound is the cricket.

"It's indeed too much." Xie Lan said suddenly.

"Because of the creature locked in that black cage..." he said slowly.

At this time, as its countless limbs completely extended, the last barrier that wrapped around it began to gradually break, revealing it... or her head.

It was still her head when she was still a guardian. Three thousand black hairs fluttered in the wind. A noble and beautiful face was inlaid with two rare pearls, directing her eyes to the resting glow hourglass on the mountain.

Her eyes were filled with affection, as if she wanted to call his name.

But as an insect, she could only make a weak "gu" sound.

At this time, as her head protruded out, the barrier behind her also shattered.

And what completely tore the barrier and exposed between the sky and the earth were two pairs of broad butterfly wings shining with bright stars.

"...It's a butterfly." Xie Lan finally finished his second half of the sentence.

...

“Hu—Hu—”

Four broad wings slowly spread out under the gloomy sky, and their wings are dotted with traces of light shuttles, which are not as beautiful as things in this world.

No, this sentence is wrong.

It should be that this beauty cannot be manifested in reality, it is something that only exists in this world.

And what spreads with the four wings of the star are the ten hands and feet that grow on its black body.

It was not until this time that I realized something.

It turned out that the barrier made up of the last undercurrent was not the cocoon that wrapped around it, but the shell of its body.

All the actions it did about absorption were actually compressing the shell of its torso.

It seems that this is still a butterfly with an exoskeleton.

"However, although it is a butterfly, the head really looks a bit weird." The woman in white looked at the huge insect stretching in the air, and couldn't help but be amazed. "So Kotojuro also has such a good mood? It's hard to imagine that he could create such a thing."

And at this moment, just as the woman in white said this, a phantom appeared beside her in a trance.

"I seemed to hear someone scolding me secretly, it was you." The phantom made a magnetic baritone voice, and it seemed like a man with some vicissitudes of life.

"Ahhhh, I just mentioned it casually. I didn't expect that this rule would take effect in this broken space. Thank you so much for your hard work." The woman shook her head and sighed, "I'm doing official duties here. If you're fine, please go back."

"Wait first, what is that thing?" Kotoshiro's phantom's eyes suddenly moved from the woman to the huge butterfly in the air, "Human-faced butterfly? How did it come about?"

"Huh?" The woman made a surprised voice, "Aren't you the game planner? Didn't this thing be made by you?"

"Nonsense." Kotojuro glared at her, "If the thing I made is a living body, the aesthetics should be close to you, that is, if you don't feel inconsistent when you look at that thing, then that thing was created by me."

"But, look, you think that something is wrong, too." Kotojuro frowned, "or is this why you called my name?"

The woman spread her hands, "Well, that's it. I just didn't believe that that thing was created by your aesthetics, so I subconsciously said."

"I didn't expect that my clone was really summoned?" Kotojuro smiled, "Do you really think the hidden rule I created is a joke?"

"Yes, yes, so you go quickly, that butterfly is about to enter attack mode." The woman stared at the butterfly that was still spreading her wings and said, "If you don't leave, you will have to lose a clone."

"Okay, so that's a guardian?" Kotojuro asked, nodding.

"That's right, it's just a guardian who is out of control, which is relatively rare." The woman sighed.

"Since it's out of control, it's not my creation." Kotojuro smiled.

"All the guardians of the out-of-control state evolved from themselves, so the AI ​​they left behind would be extremely precious."
Chapter completed!