it, local tyrant!

Zhou Yu looked at the large string of zeros in front of him with golden eyes, as if he saw that he was swimming in a sea of gold coins and was about to get countless food!

However......

Ahem, Zhou Yu felt that he should be a principled person, so after he clicked and accepted, he returned 99.9 million, leaving only 100,000 federal coins, the value of this world currency is slightly better than where he used to be, 100,000 yuan is not less, and the reward for treating the disease is just right.

After all, the ancestors said that people can't be too greedy! So Zhou Yu was very satisfied with his behavior of not being greedy for fame and fortune.

However, Cyril, who was obviously not the same ancestor as him, looked at the Federation coins that had been returned, and his eyes were bottomless, inky, and seemed a little unpleasant.

"That's enough, I haven't done much, it's mainly up to the Admiral himself." Zhou Yu smiled at Cyril and explained, then held the 100,000 yuan that had just been heated in his pocket, and roared to the sky in his heart.

The feeling of being rich is different!

I quickly placed a few orders on the Star Shop, and then decisively clicked the confirmation button.

Hehe, fire dragon, yo yo deer, wheel duck......

In the fantasy, plates of fatty and fragrant cooked meat floated towards Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu's eyes were glowing golden, and he did not hesitate to push away the nutrients in front of him to welcome the peak of his life, so that all kinds of food almost buried him - the ideal country for foodies is nothing more than this.

Hey, hey, hey, hey......

Zhou Yu swallowed his saliva, adding up to only nine hundred and ninety-eight! It's so cost-effective!

It was not easy to take his attention and gaze away from these prey that seemed particularly delicious at first glance, and clicked on one of the largest flower and plant trading websites, which is also the one owned by the Clintons, which has both Fengliu and Zhuye, and is easy to buy.

After estimating the amount, Zhou Yu filled in a number and address, and clicked the confirmation button.

However, in the next second, a window popped up at Vought.

"Hello, Fengliu is a hot-selling product, the factory is currently processing rapidly, your Fengliu is likely to arrive in twenty days, are you sure you need it?"

Twenty days? Twenty days to arrive? Twenty days Cyril has rushed into the second stage, and this thing has just arrived? What's more, he still has to prepare in advance!

Twenty days is definitely not good.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu hurriedly opened several other flower and plant trading websites, and found that the same situation appeared in each of them! Fengliu is always out of stock.

This made Zhou Yu a little distressed, he placed two orders on the Huacao website, and asked them to send Zhuye and Fengliu first...... Zhou Yu frowned, it is definitely not possible to do without this flavor medicine, so what should I do?

Just when he racked his brains to think about how to get such a medicine and had no news for a long time, Saidong suddenly raised his head and looked at the direction of the door vigilantly.

I always feel ...... Something seemed to break through the air, buzzing in the air.

The sound was very slight, so small that it was almost inaudible, but Zhou Yu was paralyzed from his scalp to his spine, and his whole body seemed to be on alert as if he was facing a great enemy.

What's going on?

Zhou Yu stared into the air, his eyesight was getting better and better after his body recovered in the past two days, but he still didn't see the slightest mistake in the air.

Could it be his delusion?

But the head-to-toe paralysis was almost instinctive......

[Manure? Zhou Yu put away Walter, slowly stood up from the chair, and whispered in his heart.

The little black cat yawned on the side, and it didn't seem to notice anything wrong, but it had just seen Zhou Yu order him for dried fish.

Thinking that his family's shovel official couldn't do anything else, he was still very good at cooking, so for the sake of the upcoming whole fish feast, he asked patiently at this time, [What's wrong?] 】

【…… Maybe I misheard. After walking around, he found that there was nothing abnormal, Zhou Yu sat back in the chair, and at the same time, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, could it be that he really heard it wrong?

He looked back, only to see Cyril, who had noticed his movements, cast a questioning look.

"Nothing, it should be an illusion." After speaking, he glanced at the time, reached out and took the potion that had been prepared on the table, and gestured to Cyril, "It's time to drink the medicine." ”

Cyril glanced at the boy with a solemn expression, just now the boy seemed to tense his body for a moment, he should have noticed that something was wrong.

He can't use the detection ability now, if in the past, if he released his mental tentacles, the dynamics within a radius of ten miles were under his control, and even the heartbeat and the movements of the organs in his body could be felt when he was so close to him.

It's a pity that he doesn't have such a monitoring ability now, but the teenager does, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance are the guide's unique skills, and they are also their talents, even if a freshman guide is very sensitive in this regard out of instinct.

From this point of view, the sentry and the guide are not at the same level at all, so since the boy noticed it, there must be something wrong.

What's more, the vigilance of the young man just now was even transmitted directly to the few remaining sentinel consciousnesses of Cyril through the pheromones he emitted, making him subconsciously take precautions.

This situation is very rare, because the teenager is not yet an adult, and the smell that is emitted, that is, there are not many pheromones at all, basically only the phase sentinel can smell it, and that little bit of smell resonates with his residual sentinel consciousness without establishing a mark, in addition to the ultra-high match rate, there is also an important reason, that is, something really happened, something happened that made him very vigilant, which is quite a dangerous signal.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but his instinct had helped him discern it.

There's definitely something quirky in this room.

Even if this is Clinton House...... It's not a perfectly defended fortress either.

Thinking of this, Cyril immediately wanted to remind the boy, but a straw was suddenly handed over, and with the cooperation of many times, the director saw the straw and subconsciously took it, and when he came back to his senses and wanted to use the light board to remind the boy, he unexpectedly found that he couldn't adjust the light board!

What's going on?

Although it was difficult, even when he had just woken up, using Walter was within his ability, but now......

And it's not just the light board, Cyril was shocked to find that part of the body that has been restored in the past two days seems to have returned to its previous state at this moment, and it can't move at all! The green clear stream in the body was still there, and the black mist did not expand in range, and even the security did not move, just like the previous two days.

Why is that? What went wrong?

Cyril constantly wanted to recall the autonomy of his body, and his eyes kept looking at the boy, wanting him to leave the room immediately! But he couldn't do anything, as if he was being accused by something, and his body couldn't help himself at all!

This kind of range that is not under his control appears again and again, Cyril let out a violent roar in his heart, the instinct of the sentinel makes him unable to bear the danger of a guide who matches him, and not only does he not have the ability to protect him, but he can't even control himself at all!

This realization almost drove him crazy, and the already chaotic spiritual realm once again hung a storm, and Cyril's eyes gradually began to redden.

Spiritually free......

This is a disease that every unguided sentinel has, and it will eventually lead to mania, and countless sentinels have died from this disease throughout history.

And the sentinel, who is manipulated by mania, has no reason at all.

Cyril only felt that every muscle in his body was tense, the storm in his brain increased little by little, and he was getting closer and closer to that threshold.

Everything in front of him changed, the space was distorted, and it was scarlet, and Cyril's ears seemed to hear the sound of cannonballs in the field, and even a trace of blood rose in the air.

In that illusion, his only reason was about to be swallowed up by the sweeping storm, and only a trace of instinctive remnants remained.

Come on!

However, Zhou Yu didn't notice his changes at all, he was cleaning up his own things on the table, on the one hand, he was a little puzzled by the awkward intuition just now, and on the other hand, he was entangled in Fengliu's affairs, and he couldn't find out that there was something wrong with Cyril's state in time.

After all, this is the sixth medicine, and the two of them are basically used to it.

What's more, with his previous experience, he could basically judge that this medicine was useful, so Zhou Yu didn't stay by Cyril's side as hard as he did the first time, waiting for his reaction.

And he also planned to go downstairs after feeding the last cup of medicine, Cyril had passed the "rejection" effect three times a day today, so he also needed to take a good rest.

When Zhou Yu walked to the door and was about to hand over the things in his hand to the tray machine, suddenly, a "ding dong-" sounded, and the sound was extremely crisp in the empty room.

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, and then it took a long time to react that the voice came from Walter on his wrist. I found the receiving office not very skillfully, and after studying it for a while, Zhou Yu opened the email, which turned out to be a message from Sabin.

"Is there anything unusual in the house?"

Simple and clear, straight to the point, not quite like Sabin's usual style of advancing and retreating, Zhou Yu frowned and replied, "No." ”

"That's good, go back to your room now, stay and don't come out, no matter what happens!"