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But thinking about the guidance that Qiong had just given to Xiao Yika... Feng Jin felt that such a powerful teacher as Qiong might have a way to change her.

Thinking of this, Feng Jin immediately became nervous and expectant, clenching her little fists and gazing hopefully at the sky with her clear, wind-green eyes.

"Teacher Qiong, what should I do? I'm so weak..."

"Before we talk about the specific methods, let me give you a little gift."

"Gift?"

Feng Jin blinked curiously and saw Qiong magically pull out a strange object.

With a sky blue base, paired with pure white and emerald trim, it gives a sense of purity, like a fighter jet flying in the sky...?

It has wings on both sides like a winged beast, and a round opening in front, but it doesn't look like a cannon muzzle.

"what is this?"

Feng Jin had never seen such a strange object before, and tilted her little head in confusion.

"It used to be called the Wind Chaser, but it's lost now."

Qiong placed the pinball machine in Feng Jin's outstretched small hand.

"The Wind Chaser?"

"Now that the spirit is gone, it's just a tangible but soulless pinball machine. Perhaps it should be renamed Little Ika."

"Pinball machine?"

Feng Jin was even more confused; she had never heard of this word before.

"Let me tell you a story, a story about marbles."

Qiong and Feng Jin came to the courtyard and sat on a soft chair made from old clothes.

Oh, it's not that Feng Jin's living conditions are limited; it's purely a girl's personal hobby: recycling old things and then transforming them into something new.

As for the Wind Chaser that Qiong took out?

That's not a pirated copy.

[Item: Wind Chaser (damaged, malfunctioning)]

Rating: ★★☆ (★)

[Introduction: A sacred pinball machine from the world of "Pinball Legends," once inhabited by a spirit named Wind Chaser. Now, the spirit is lost, leaving only a wreckage awaiting healing and awakening by a new soul.]

Last time, I got Kotoha's Infinite Deception, which made Sora realize the thrill of single pulls. So, I kept the crystals from two 10-pulls and used the extra crystals for single pulls.

As it turns out, the time difference did indeed affect Qibao's luck.

No more mention of Ye Wuxian's level of deception.

Perhaps, if all the items drawn come from the wildcard pool and there are no high-level evil gods or fun characters, that would be a manifestation of Qi Bao's good luck.

These things aren't entirely useless; they mainly appeal to a sense of nostalgia.

This Wind Chaser is broken; it's unusable.

Qiong thought she would give it to Feng Jin as a gift.

Don't underestimate this broken toy; it's a toy from the world of Chinese animation!

Do you even realize that the combat power of someone playing with a spinning top can reach the value of a toy from the multiverse?

The Legend of Pinball isn't as outrageous as Hurricane Soul.

However, even in its fully functional state, the three-and-a-half-star rating demonstrates the toy's exceptional quality.

By allowing the spirit to enter again, the pinball machine can be awakened and transformed into a new, sacred pinball machine.

Qiong asked Mimi for her opinion, but the little guy didn't think the fighter jet was cute.

Qiong also felt that since he already had the badge, there was no need for Mimi to be bound to this thing; to him, it was just a useless toy.

Why not give it to Feng Jin, so that Little Ika's spirit can be bound to the pinball machine?

Once Little Ika has accumulated enough "Heroic Spirit" points, and Kaze Sumire launches it using a pinball machine, the situation will be different.

You used to call me Little Ika, and I didn't mind. Now, what should you call me?

Big Ivan!

Pegasus Meteor Cannon!

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 917 It's You I Choose

Four months have passed quietly.

The warm light of dawn's machine lazily spilled into the dimly lit courtyard, gilding the bluestone slabs with a layer of light gold.

"Teacher Qiong, Teacher Qiong, look! We did it! Little Ika and I did it!"

"Beep beep beep, beep beep!"

With tinkling, cheerful shouts and innocent chirping, two figures rushed into the living room.

Feng Jin wore a loose casual dress, the hem of which fluttered lightly as she ran, revealing her slender legs encased in silky, alluring white stockings that resembled melted white chocolate.

Her little face was flushed as she held a brand-new object high in the air: the Sacred Pinball Fighter, Little Ika.

On the living room sofa, Qiong was nestled in a relaxed, couch-like position, hugging a pink throw pillow.

Mimi felt as if she were melting into the warmth of her companion's embrace.

The human and the elf were watching the newly released cartoon with great interest.

"Mimi? (Did it work?)"

Mimi instantly perked up her little head from her melting state.

"The healing resonance was successful?"

Qiong Liyu sat up straight and looked with great interest at the transformed, sacred pinball fighter in Feng Jin's hand.

"Let me see."

Qiong took the pinball fighter from Feng Jin and examined it.

The original streamlined, bird-like diving shape has been changed, and the fuselage lines have become thicker and more solid, presenting the outline of a divine celestial horse.

At the nose of the aircraft, a sharp cone, as pointed as a small Ica's horn, gleamed with a cold light.

The original sky blue, emerald green, and pure white colors have been infused with dreamy pastel colors full of girlish charm, making the entire fighter jet not only retain a sense of holiness, but also add a touch of the agility and gentleness of the wind violet.

Under the stunned gazes of Feng Jin and Xiao Yika, Qiong raised the pinball fighter high and loudly proclaimed in a melodious tone.

"Rejoice! The legendary first Holy Pinball Fighter has been born!"

"The fighter jet's fuselage is made of the lightest and toughest mysterious alloy material from the world of marbles, which can ensure the absolute stability of the fighter jet's performance in high-intensity combat to the greatest extent."

"The wings, made of feather fibers, can accommodate the pinball warriors in long battles. The Holy Pinball Fighter's unique energy-accumulating claws can store the energy of the pinball warriors' burning pinball battle spirit, increasing the launching power of Little Ika."

"The special head sight not only makes the launch more accurate, but also enhances the resonance between the pinball warrior and the fighter jet. This is the miraculous creation that embodies the blessing of the wind, the light of healing, and the girl's prayers—the spiritually awakened Little Ika!"

"Uh……"

At this moment, Feng Jin's eyes turned into adorable little beady eyes.

Qiong-sensei's exaggerated lines, which were like a mix of a toy advertisement and a passionate commentary, were a bit too much for her little brain to process.

But it sounds really impressive.

"Teacher Qiong, I have successfully healed the Holy Fighter, and Little Ika has perfectly integrated its spirituality into it through resonance. Together we have hatched it. So... what should we do next?"

Feng Jin asked impatiently.

“Come on, Little Violet, shout after me—'Come on, let’s save Onpharos together, Little Ika!'”

Qiong returned the pinball fighter to Feng Jin's hands.

"okay."

Feng Jin was a little confused, but she still obediently repeated the call in a sweet tone as Qiong had asked.

"No, no, your tone should be enthusiastic, with a touch of monotone reading, to emphasize confidence, like this."

Qiong adjusted her voice and demonstrated for Feng Jin.

Why would you do that?

"This is to unseal and consecrate the Little Ika. Do you understand what consecration means?"

There is something important going on at Qiongsha.

"A sacred weapon needs the master's faith to awaken it; the slogan is the key, and the posture is the code; neither can be missing."

"Consecration?"

Feng Jin didn't understand. Since it was Teacher Qiong who said it, it should be... correct, right?

She hesitated.

After spending several months together, Xiaofeng Jin's impression of Qiong successfully changed from a reliable, warm, and unassuming sunny older brother type of teacher to a teacher who is eccentric, shameless, makes an eight-year-old student cook, freeloads meals every day, is extremely good at being a rascal, and is unassuming yet cunning.

Of course, Kaze was very happy.

The uncles and aunts in the dimly lit courtyard usually have their own jobs, and her daily routine after school is just helping Little Ika train, practicing the blessing of the sky, and practicing medical skills with needle and thread.

Little Ika's companionship kept Feng Jin from feeling lonely, but she still occasionally felt alone.

The teacher's presence here brought her a long-lost sense of warmth and security.

No matter what, Feng Jin is still a child, and her friends cannot completely replace the companionship of her parents and elders.

However, the girl, whose mind was as pure and clear as a clear sky, obviously did not understand the treachery and cunning of adults.

Qiong was already tired of the "raising" game; now he was playing the long game, enjoying the process of building up the fun, just like enjoying fishing.

If you don't have a dark history, then create one!

For example, right now.

"Come on, let's save Onpharos together, Little Ika!"

Feng Jin tried her best to reproduce the voice that Teacher Qiong had just demonstrated, and made an ambiguous, 'cool' and exaggerated gesture with her uninjured but bandaged hands, as if she was releasing the sealed power within her body little by little.

"How was it, Ms. Qiong? Did I do a good job?"

"Yes, it's perfect, so awkward... I couldn't resist taking a picture with my phone."

"No, you can't take a picture!"

Feng Jin's face flushed red instantly. As if electrocuted, she canceled the pose she had deliberately struck, ran over to Qiong, and pressed down the phone he was holding up.

Because of her young age, Feng Jin saw Qiong's requests as just playing around, and she could play along with Teacher Qiong.

But when it came to taking photos, Feng Jin vaguely realized how awkward it would be.

"Oh, well then, it's a real shame that we can't capture such a cute moment of little violet."

Qiong feigned a sigh.

“Mimi…”

Mimi, who was floating to the side, looked at Feng Jin's innocent little face and then glanced at the high-definition photo on Qiong's phone screen. Her eyes were full of pity.

My friend had already taken the photo the moment Feng Jin struck a pose.

I'm just fooling her.

How did Qiong manage to capture that brief moment?

Of course, it was Mimi who used time stop to help!

He was an accomplice...

But it was forced into it!

I absolutely did not mean to bully Xiaofengjin!

But its partner said, "I love it," and asked it for help. How could it refuse?

Under the time-stopping technique of the Platinum Mystery, Qiong's phone is filled with photos and videos, all of which are Feng Jin's embarrassing history.