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Chapter 9 Wishing, Inspiration Exchange

Qin Xiaoxia's understanding is that he looks like a child and his heart seems to be similar to a child, so naturally he will try his best to deal with the child first.

"Well, I know that everything we say to each other is right now, but sometimes communication does not require language."

After saying that, Qin Xiaoxia turned on the tablet, clicked in a video software app, and quietly turned the volume to the maximum.

A searched video called "Scary, For children, injections are like purgatory torture!"

Although the little thief couldn't move, his eyes were obviously attracted by the screen. He didn't know what this guy who used despicable means to catch him was doing.

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the video.

"Ah~ Don't get an injection~Ah~Wuwuwu~Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Press him and hold him down...don't cry!"

"Baby, it doesn't hurt at all... Press your legs!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The screams mixed with the busy voices of the doctor and parents scared the thief on the table.

Although I can't understand, the fear and pain in the child's voice can be clearly felt.

The child in the video looks about four or five years old, and he is about the same figure as a thief.

A man in a white coat approached the child step by step with a strange container with sharp metal above his head.

At this time, the child would cry especially tragically, and his eardrums felt malice.

There is some liquid in the syringe that doesn't know what it is, and it's definitely not a good thing to look at.

"ah"

With the help of parents, the child in the video was eventually successfully given an injection. The crying and screaming were already at the point where he could not make a sound.

It caused the thief on the table to get numb.

When we arrived here, the video of just over one minute came to an abrupt end, which made the little thief feel scared.

"hey-hey."

A somewhat cunning laugh came from the side.

The little thief turned his head subconsciously, and in an instant, his whole body became stiff.

Qin Xiaoxia had already opened the medicine box, took out a disposable syringe as if nothing had happened, and took it out in a small bottle filled with boiled water.

When he held the syringe in front of the thief, the latter was already incoherent and was showing it to the fullest.

The little guy is already scared now.

People in this world actually hold such terrifying torture instruments at home at any time!

Looking at Qin Xiaoxia who was looking at him, he had no room for resistance at the moment, and he also understood that both sides could not understand the language and begged for mercy.

Qin Xiaoxia, holding the syringe, looked at the little guy curled up on the table, and consciously the purpose of intimidation had been achieved.

‘One move works? It’s a bit of a waste of emotion~’

He took out the gold coin from his left hand and tried to look at the thief with a kind attitude, but the syringe on his right hand was deliberately swaying.

"Is there any such thing?"

The little thief on the table looked at the gold coins and then the syringe. He roughly understood what it meant, and his head was like a pile driver.

"very good!"

"Look, this is not a way to communicate! It would be even better if we could understand each other."

Next, how can he hand over the gold coins? It is really inconvenient to not be able to communicate in language.

I was still thinking about things, but I heard a rush tone.

Qin Xiaoxia soon noticed that after the gold coins appeared, the little thief on the table stared at the gold coins and was saying something at a very high frequency.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Xiaoxia instinctively wanted to stop this uncontrollable factor, but the speed of things was developing beyond his expectations.

Before he could put the tape back on the little thief's mouth, a stress echoed between his eardrums and his heart.

What's strange is that this time, even if it's still in that language, he can understand what it means.

"Imodo, Fasaruluman (Prayer, Intercommunication)!"

Gudong~!

Qin Xiaoxia felt that from his heart to his whole body, a vibration seemed to occur from the depths of his soul.

Amid the slight beeping in my ears, the light in front of me seemed to blur suddenly, and then quickly returned to clarity.

No, we can't say regression, but the vision has become clearer.

Although Qin Xiaoxia doesn’t wear glasses, her glasses actually look like they are more than 100 degrees and two hundred degrees. It doesn’t have any effect without glasses.

And now.

I just feel that everything in front of me is unprecedentedly clear, just like the frosted veneer of the notes being replaced with high transparency.

"What did you do, little thief?"

Qin Xiaoxia subconsciously asked the little thief on the table.

"I'm not called a little thief. I'm a Saroba elf. You are a local bun in another world! I just used my wish to make us inspiration!"

I didn't expect this little thief to answer, but this guy suddenly spoke Mandarin!

Qin Xiaoxia was shocked.

"The feeling just now was the so-called interoperability of inspiration? Saroba elf? Saroba? Wait! Why do I know Saroba is a mischievous person..."

"Of course it's because of the mutual communication of inspiration that you know! Your current visual and perceptual ability is at the same level as mine. Of course, you can also understand the language and words you know!"

The troublemaker elf explained to Qin Xiaoxia in a preaching tone, but he was still tied with iron chains and ropes, which made the picture look a bit funny.

“So convenient?”

Unbelievable, Qin Xiaoxia keenly captured the word "Making a Wish", and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The gold coin held in his left hand disappeared.

"Where did you get my gold coins? You didn't use it by your wish?"

“…”

‘Damn it, sure enough!’

"I didn't ask if I agreed if I agreed after using my gold coins?"

As he said that, Qin Xiaoxia raised his own syringe.

The elf shrank significantly. It seems that although the inter-inspiration can improve the level of perception of both parties, they cannot fully understand the knowledge at the level of mutual understanding.

At least although Qin Xiaoxia himself has the ability to communicate with relevant languages, he still does not know some other knowledge, such as the origin of the elf, etc., but no one knows whether this inspiration is fair.

"You... take away that poison needle! I have some gold coins! I'll compensate you!!!"

Qin Xiaoxia pushed the syringe, causing a trace of coolness to ejaculate the injection port.

'This guy has gold coins. I have worked hard with him for a few days and bought so many delicious foods, but I didn't give me more!'

But soon, other emotions arose in his heart.

‘That little thief just mentioned making a wish?’…

After a long time of mutual talk.

"If you don't, you won't do it! Don't be whimsical!"

The troublemaker elf twisted his body and shook his head on the table like a rattle.

"I just told you that making a wish is not as powerful as you thought. Not to mention that my wish has not been restored, even if I can make a wish immediately, it cannot exceed my ability. Moreover, the more people it affects, the weaker the effect. If it is so powerful, I would have made a wish just now and ran away?"

"Forehead……"

Qin Xiaoxia stopped.

It makes sense! This little thief suddenly got online!

I was frightened by the name Make Wish. If I really want anything, I would just run away just now. I can kill myself even if I am evil.

A less obvious chill was made.

Qin Xiaoxia felt that he was still too risky this time.

"Ahem! Well, you must have that kind of gold coins for your wish, right? How many more?"

Qin Xiaoxia didn't rush to figure out the subsequent events such as the wishing cycle. The key now is to get the gold coins, and it is best to make the thief have no left.

The troublemaker elf looked at the syringe that had been held in his hand by Qin Xiaoxia.

"There are 3 more..."

"Only 3? So how did this kind of gold coins come from?"

"I cast it! But since I came to this other world, I have never made it again..."

It's the word another world.

This guy is indeed not a native species on Earth.
Chapter completed!
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