CHAPTER 583: CHAPTER 352: NO. 4 GAME CHARACTER CREATION (TWO-IN-ONE, PLEASE VOTE FOR MONTHLY TICKET)

It was meeting time again, and the six children of the Salvation Squad gathered together, sitting in a corner of the room watching TV.

The TV was showing the animated movie "Zootopia." Sun Changkong lay lazily on the Somersault Cloud, her cheek squished against the cloud.

She really couldn’t understand what was fun about cartoons. Everyone else was watching intently, while she was yawning frequently, wishing she could just fall asleep.

At this moment, the ceiling lights did not, as usual, cast a cold teal light. Instead, a warm orange-yellow light was cast on the children’s faces.

It was as if the setting sun’s afterglow was sprinkling on their faces.

This change occurred because the staff, taking into account Ji Minghuan’s suggestion, slightly altered the ceiling lights while he was asleep.

Now, with just a press of the button on the wall, they could switch between different lights, and the warm light didn’t seem as tiring.

The movie was nearing its end, with the bunny officer and the fox officer in the same patrol car, bantering flirtatiously, a sly smile hanging on the fox’s face.

Sun Changkong was already drowsy, her fiery red eyebrows and eyelids drooping together. After a while, just as her eyelids were about to close, the metal door of the detention room suddenly opened, the rumbles making her Spirit quake.

She widened her eyes, her little tiger teeth trembling, pressing her hand against her ear, as if ready to pull the Golden Cudgel from it at any time.

Except for Mario, who was still fully immersed in playing "The Great Ace Attorney," the other five children all turned their heads in unison.

What came into view was still the woman with the bun hairstyle, wearing a white lab coat, and not the man with glasses who smelled of disinfectant.

Koajenna yawned and smacked her lips before speaking: "Kids... I’m back again."

"Why is it you again?" Ji Minghuan glanced at her curiously and asked, "The Mentor has arrived, shouldn’t you be off work by now? Could it be that the Mentor knows his reputation here is so bad that he plans to have someone replace him long-term?"

"It’s nothing, just that the Mentor is in a bad mood and wants some quiet time alone, so he asked me to keep you company."

Having said that, Koajenna put her hands into the pockets of her lab coat, leaned back against the door frame, "Let’s go, today I’m going to take you to see a new place."

"A new place?" Kong Youling picked up a paintbrush and started writing in the little notebook in her hand.

"You can talk now, so why are you still writing?" Ji Minghuan asked her.

Kong Youling paused, put down the paintbrush and notebook, and gently said, "Habit."

Her voice was gentle and light, like her written words, as if a light snowflake brushed past one’s cheek, giving a sense of clarity and coolness.

"Did we unlock a new map segment again?" Mario finally finished the game, looked up, and asked Koajenna.

"Mario, you make it sound like you’re playing a game." Filio chuckled.

"Where is the new place?" Sun Changkong, sitting cross-legged on the Somersault Cloud, turned her head to ask.

Shang Xiaoqi remained unmoved.

She furrowed her brows, slightly lowering her eyes, with a small tear mole at the corner of her eye that made her look rather aloof. She always resisted staying in the Salvation Society’s base, and even more hated communicating with the adults of the Salvation Society.

"A new place is a new place, why do you kids have so much to say, just follow along." Koajenna said impatiently, with one hand on her hip.

"Koajenna, be a little more gentle with them." The Mentor’s voice came through the intercom.

"Mentor, if you have time to supervise my work, why not just come yourself in person?" Koajenna sighed.

"Changkong, you’re the leader, take them and follow Koajenna, don’t let anyone fall behind." The Mentor instructed.

Sun Changkong immediately perked up. She grew up as a wild child on the mountain and didn’t like movies that required sitting for a long time. To her, this was torture. If there was an exciting new place to go, that would be wonderful.

"Why does it feel like you’re saying ’Wukong, you’re the senior brother, take Bajie and Wujing and follow the White Dragon Horse’? Mentor, are you actually Tang Monk? When we’re disobedient, you’ll recite the Tightening Spell for us, one set of mind control after another." Ji Minghuan jibed.

The Mentor remained silent.

"What are you babbling about, Ji Minghuan? Since the Mentor said so, let’s all get on already." Sun Changkong murmured, raising her hand to pat the Somersault Cloud beneath her.

At that moment, the rolling white cloud suddenly elongated several times, like a white Chinese dragon. It swirled in mid-air within the detention room, waving its long tail.

Shang Xiaoqi was stunned.

Then she began to tremble, like a cautious little wildcat, watching the Somersault Cloud closely.

She had a bad impression of Sun Changkong’s Somersault Cloud, having almost been knocked flying by it while eating birthday cake before.

Sun Changkong suddenly extended her hand towards her, and after hesitating for a moment, Shang Xiaoqi took her right hand. Sun Changkong pulled her onto the swirling cloud dragon.

So, the children in the detention room all sat on the dragon-shaped Somersault Cloud. The cloud floated in mid-air, carrying them as they followed Koajenna into the brightly lit corridor.

They all had to close their eyes, raising their arms to block the light coming at them. Sun Changkong listened to Koajenna’s leisurely footsteps, quietly maneuvering the Somersault Cloud to follow behind her.