Klein finally took in Great Old One Lottery Machine for everyone, and agreed to cooperate with God Race researchers to conduct experiments on Chaos creatures when Great Void Alliance needed it.
Accordingly, he obtained a black card that can be used as an overdraft at Macro World as a management fee for housing this dangerous prop.
"Mr. Su Lin, can you please let go?"
"This is not in line with your poor god's character. Are you going to betray your own character?"
Su Lin Pinch half of the card surface tightly with your thumb and index finger.
"What a devil wants this kind of character!?" Klein couldn't help complaining.
After finally getting the black card back, Klein looked at the scratches on it caused by the fight with some distress, and tried to wipe them away.
Before going back, you can buy a few pastries at Sylvia's dessert shop. The chocolate cake you ate earlier tastes very good. The cocoa flavor is rich and the taste of milk and Sugar neutralizes the bitterness.
Just in time, I brought some delicious sweets to Melissa. I haven't been back for a long time.
"Obviously when I was a kid, you still said you would give me half of your inheritance when I grew up, Uncle Zhou." Su Lin's words full of complaints floated from the side.
Putting aside how a person can have an inheritance while alive, even if you were cute when you were younger, you would not say such words that are not in line with the character of a poor god.
Just as Klein was thinking this way, Spirituality suddenly felt excited, and the chaos in front of his eyes seemed to be suddenly interspersed with an impression he had never had before.
[I voluntarily donate half of my personal remuneration to Su Lin free of charge in the future.] The man with black hair and black eyes said this in front of everyone.
What's up with this weird third-person perspective?
No, there is an extra Zhou Mingrui?
At the same time, Yan Sen and others suddenly frowned, and Meng Qi seemed to be touched by the sense of cause and effect, and looked towards Su Lin.
I saw this man holding a simple and classical quill pen in his hand, writing Record on a booklet he had never seen before, and finally obliterated the original content suddenly like graffiti.
The space-time images that appeared out of thin air in Klein's mind also turned into a ball of symbols and completely disappeared.
"I thought I could tamper with history like Book of the Ages, but why did you create a dummy?"
Su Lin dispersed Historical Projection from Quill of Alzuhod and looked at Klein with some embarrassment. "Just pretend that nothing happened."
At this moment, are you joking?
Seeing that this guy took out something strange that he had never seen before, Klein wanted to give the black card to Su Lin according to his identity as an elder, and then help him keep the strange booklet legitimately.
Klein appeared with a gold coin, flicked it into the air, and performed a divination.
Now he doesn't need to rely on this method to get results, but he still has to follow the habitual process.
The results showed that the pamphlet was dangerous and should not be held by a child. It was better to put it in Su Lin's hand Rian.
"Could that thing be randomly selected from the same batch?" Xiao Yan came over.
"Not that cheap."
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This outrageous rich man.
Xiao Yan smacked his lips, and asked Su Lin to use the remaining judges' rewards and the 'Su Lin points' saved during this period to buy some rare medicinal materials that were going to be used by Azure Divine Fungus in alchemy.
It has to be said that except for the skills, the goods in Su Lin's hands are not cost-effective, and the other items can be directly exchanged for a higher price/performance ratio.
Next is Song Shuhang.
The survivor of this stable and desperate school planned to divide the share into two because his cultivation was still shallow.
One part will be used to pay off the debt to Senior White, and the other part will be used to buy some things to improve luck. Save some money to use it for a long time.
"I suggest you save more so that you can buy things like immortality, Elixir of Immortality, and the Secret of Blood Rebirth." Su Lin suggested sincerely.
"." Song Shuhang was a little moved, but he also knew what the other party was planning:
"To be honest, Senior Su Lin, I recently bought a few sets of special resurrection gold coins from a big seller. There are 12 coins in one set, which should last for a long time."
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"Do you believe this?" Su Lin said with some sympathy.
"Letter." Song Shuhang looked at the sky and sighed, holding back the tears.
Then, he exchanged some kitchen supplies.
"The night after I finished eating Grand Sacrifice, I Dream Infiltration met senior Guo Shouque and learned some cooking skills from his experience."
Song Shuhang rolled up his sleeves to expose his biceps, and said with a smile:
"Wouldn't I accept Chuchu as my apprentice in the future? I don't have to bother Fairy Bie Xue from now on. I can just pass on the mantle of cooking to her."
"By the way, seniors, if you want to eat food in the future, you can come to me."
"Wait until I meet Huai Shi and Shirou Emiya to share their cooking skills and get familiar with the techniques."
How about exchanging eggs?
Although I have known for a long time that Dream Entry Talent of Song Shuhang is so outrageous that it went to my grandma's house, but when I actually encountered it, I can only describe it as outrageous.
Similar to using Book of Fate to flip through and read Record, the skill learning speed is like copying and pasting.
You have compared Guo Shouque to Projection Loading, the previous generation Chef Demon Yiya, and compared it to Qiqi. How about you become my teacher?!
Far away in his own world, Huai Shi saw the message Song Shuhang sent in Chat Group, and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood along with last night's overnight food.
It's not motion sickness, although he is currently riding Astral Express, using Old Godfather's "360-degree no-dead-angle three-dimensional surround sound album playback with automatic correction and DJ mode" cool speakers, playing the Robin BGM in the game, fiercely facing Old Godmother in front Corrupted Dream and the mobile Borderlands·[Star Cluster] train that completed the blockade were created.
"Thomas the Tank Engine is here!"
Boom boom boom--!
At this moment, on the surface of Star Cluster, which is traveling towards Abyss, there is a huge shadow that is falling apart in the turmoil.
The situation is urgent, in order to save those early infected people from Empress Corrupted Dream who is recovering, and to save the mecha brothers who have not yet met.
Huai Shi had to call a few helpful friends, and even borrowed a vehicle to chase Star Cluster.
So now, the plot of Star Cluster is not only fast forwarded, but also transformed into two trains performing speed and passion on the road to Abyss.
[Toward Dawn, this wheel is rolling and singing an endless dream!]
Toot--! Boom, boom, boom!
The sticky, squirming shadow exploded again under the second impact of Astral Express, and the snarling flesh and blood extended towards the train, but it seemed as if there was an invisible barrier separating it.
"Old Godmother, I brought Old Godfather's eldest son to see you, an old man who lost his only child!"
"How do you say that sentence?"
"It seems like don't let waiting become a regret?"
Between the countless collapsed carriages and the Corrupted Dream environment, Huai Shi jumped off the train. Although he kept talking all kinds of nonsense, he was eagerly looking for the mission target.
At this time, ferocious shadow outlines had already surrounded him.
"Hello, cousin, are you there?!"
An elegant silhouette emerged leisurely. He walked into the dark slurry and calmly stared at the wrapped tentacles and thousands of eyes.
From where he stood, deep in the formless dream of decay, there was a peaceful world filled with the sound of birds and the fragrance of flowers, outlining its shape and outline.
"Sorry, I just went to listen to music." Sunday apologized sincerely.
"When this song was originally played, the train was supposed to hit you." Xing walked down from the side and said seriously:
"It's not too late to surrender now. This game accepts fifteen minutes of early surrender."
Sunday shook his head. "I just hope to return to Penacony as soon as possible to complete the unfinished business."
Faced with Sunday, which was unable to get enough fuel and salt, Xing had no choice but to take out Flame Spear and launch a charge.
It's just that her target is the Distortion and bloated female shadow that appears at the end of the sky and the sea, and various black torrents that lower people's SAN value rush out along the way to engulf it.
The nightmare strikes.
During the endless fall, a Raccoon with molten gold eyes carried the bat and woke up inside Hell Dream of Star Cluster.
It was King of Garbage who reappeared in the mortal world?!
A group of Corrupted Dream predators were swept into pieces by the silver light of Destruction and the flames of Preservation.
Raccoon was raging. "We will never allow a bad woman like you to enter our Xingqiong home!"
I almost forgot to tell Old Godmother that I also brought Rancher and his seven aunts and eight aunts here.
"We are all a family. How about after the things here are over, I will set up a table for you to sit down and chat?" Huai Shi looked at Sunday next to him. "Your ideal."
"Mr. Huai Shi, when you Witch's Night chose to destroy Ten Thousand Bags, One Barrel, do you think communication can solve the problem and cause the problem Root?" Sunday asked.
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Huai Shi thought silently for a while, then raised his head and said, "Sorry."
"The reason why an ideal is called an ideal is that it not only originates from reality, but also transcends reality." Sunday shook his head slightly. "You don't need to apologize to me, on the contrary, I want to thank you.
So please leave the matters here to me."
The thorns filled with bright brilliance began to extend outward, and Sunday stepped forward on the thorns. The authority of the dream world that should have belonged to Rotten Dream Queen was not only weakened at this moment, but even the control power gradually fell into the hands of outsiders.
The group of friends used time travelers for experiments before. We really should get a time traveler to fight Jesus.
Huai Shi looked at this scene and sighed, feeling a little relieved in his heart.
By the way, I seem to have forgotten some less important things, such as
Golden Dawn Where are those troublemakers?
After thinking to no avail, Huai Shi raised his axe, split the outer skin of the iron shell, and headed inside Star Cluster.
About a few hours later.
The giant of the Netherworld Bureau awakened from inside Hell Dream, and the fiery spear of light cut into the remains of the ruler.
"Goodbye godmother, I'm going to sail away tonight~"
On Directorate's observation screen, the viscous mud summoned by ruler Corrupted Dream solidified in the high temperature, the nightmare soil cracked, and Majesty's huge figure rode the flame Wing, soaring into the sky amidst the mighty roar.
"Confirmed that "Lord of the Flies" was taken into custody by Huai Shi, who became the new pilot of Osiris."
"The historical trajectory highly overlaps with the text data "Apocalypse Forecast", and the personal data is corrected to Fate Scribe, Destruction Element[Savior]."
"World Interference Theory is established, Third Contact Project is ready."
In the conference room, except for Catherine of Russian Federation Lineage and Russell of the incident who had disappeared, the key personnel who had signed Meme Protocol were reading the document.
"So, who should we send to contact our Savior and carry out follow-up contact plans?" Yegor dropped a pile of information.
"Fuck, fuck! What are you doing?!"
As soon as the microphone over there Survival Institute is turned on, there are all kinds of noises, like Masira Monkey, like a carnival party. There are celebrations about freedom of thesis and freedom of topics, one after another.
"Outer Void dimension and universe are all new things. We might even be able to conquer a few worlds to change the environment. What are you still grinding about?!"
"Huai Shi Just give him whatever he wants."
"Hey!? Is my wheat fried?"
Yegor took out the president's pretense in advance. After muting Survival Institute's group of mad scientists, he looked at Ai Qing who was staring at the screen over there.
"Ai Qing."
"I suggest applying to capture unstable elements." Ai Qing said in a cold tone.
No
Now who doesn't know that you want to lock that young man in the basement, take the bus privately, and pretend to be a public servant for personal gain?
jingle bell--
A private line came in.
"Hey, can you hear me?! We Survival Institute vote for Hela!"
Hearing this, there was a lot of discussion in the conference room.
"Our Silent One station is Fu Yi."
"East Xia Social Security Bureau voted for our family Little White."
"Luo Xian I watched that kid grow up."
"You guys@#!"
Yegor resisted the urge to lift the table, and after giving himself a few stomach pills, he finally recovered.
I didn't ask you to come to the meeting to line up and take CP, you are a bunch of idiots!
"Ai Qing, go and deal with it."
Yegor said to the side, "Whether it is resource exchange or some unreasonable conditions, the key is to open communication channels first."
Ai Qing nodded, opened the door and left.
"Who did you start contacting? God Almighty?"
" Those idiots from Survival Institute just finished the [seat] battle, and they were turned into RBQs and beaten."
"There are better candidates."
A collection of novels about "Dragon Raja" was listed, followed by several photos taken at Borderlands and Hell, about Lu Mingfei, Erii and Zero who were traveling and vacationing.
"Lao Luo's daughter has been in contact with them and has recently been exchanging travel experiences."
"Hasn't Twilight Genealogy's fourth-level Author been recruited yet?"
"No, I think this information-related phenomenon is more suitable for dissection."
Yegor patted the table, the conference room became quiet, and he turned on the microphone on Survival Institute's side again.
"Yegor your mother"
"After I was elected as president, Survival Institute's various funds were increased by 500%."
"Good health and happiness to the whole family."
The other end immediately changed his tone. "President, if you have any questions, please give me your instructions."
"Survival Institute shouldn't mind having more scholars and Creator?" Yegor asked.
"What do you mean?"
Lu Mingfei, who was traveling, received a letter from Huai Shi, who had a green expression and trembling legs and hands. He opened it in confusion.
--"We sincerely invite Kassel Academy teachers and students to go to Survival Institute for academic exchanges"