The supervisor's hand ran down Duan Buqi's shoulder all the way to his chest, Duan Buqi trembled, clenched his fists and forcibly calmed himself, he still had to pay, so it would not be so difficult to endure a little longer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Not bad."

Nodding with satisfaction, the supervisor withdrew his hand that kept wandering around Duan Buqi's body, and hurriedly wrote in his notebook: "Ace, your working hours have been adjusted to eight to nine o'clock. ”

"Director, we ......"

The few people who were still laughing at Duan Buqi before suddenly became anxious, they were originally in that position, and Duan Buqi's addition meant that one of them would be eliminated until after the banquet.

"Less nonsense." The director raised his head proudly: "You ugly and filthy bastards, if you say one more word, I will let you all be ranked last." ”

The servants hurriedly silenced, knowing that the well-dressed supervisor in front of them had such power.

"It's you."

The supervisor randomly picked the most unpleasant guy, completed the final record in the notebook, closed the pen cover, the supervisor elegantly inserted the pen into the left breast pocket, and reached out and gently touched Duan Buqi's body: "Come to me after work." ”

Duan Buqi took a step back, still didn't say a word, the director smiled slightly, he didn't care if Duan Buqi was willing or not, everything about the slaves belonged to him, as for their masters, as long as they were sent casually, after all, they were just slaves, and no wizard would really care about slaves.

If Duan does not give up and resists! The director gently held the notebook in his hand, and when the time came, it was not up to them to decide.

A wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and the director said lightly when he passed by a group of slaves: "You solve Ace's work, I need him to maintain enough physical strength to play with me, and you remember, if my toys become dirty, then you will all die!" ”

"Yes!"

The slaves returned to their respective jobs tremblingly, leaving only Duan Buqi standing in place, now no one dared to approach Duan Buqi, and no one came to ask him to work, Duan Buqi relaxed for the time being, but in the eyes of those slaves, Duan Buqi did not see envy, but endless pity.

"Cut."

Duan Buqi pulled the corners of his mouth, rudely ripped off the ugly apron on his body, looked at the uniform that had become a mess on the surface, Duan Buqi asked directly, "I want to change into clean clothes." ”

"Don't go overboard!"

The unlucky guy who was arranged to be the last fell down the towel in his hand and glared at Duan Bu angrily: "It's just a supervisor toy that is not as good as even the most humble slave, and he really thinks he is on his thighs?" ”

"Hey, be careful that the wind blows on the pillow and kills you, haha." The ridicule became more and more obvious, and Duan Buqi snorted lightly, almost understanding the meaning of the director's existence.

For wizards, slaves are the same as ordinary people, but not for slaves, the same life and death are in the hands of wizards, ordinary people can also choose to escape, and slaves will die without question, and the supervisor, is the kind of ordinary people who are not directly controlled by wizards, and their status is not transcendent, but they have absolute command over slaves.

But Duan Buqi's current situation is like changing from a slave of a wizard to a slave of ordinary people, the same is a slave, and there are also three, six, nine and so on, as the so-called slave depends on the master, the slave in charge is the most humble, and the servant of the pope is not even comparable to some weak wizards.

Although these slaves didn't dare to do anything to themselves anymore for the sake of the supervisor's orders, they still didn't need to obey Duan Buqi's command, because in the hierarchical inner world, Duan Buqi was the most humble existence.

Knowing this, Duan Buqi immediately lost the interest in playing with these slaves, yes, Duan Buqi had all the previous actions, not for the revenge of that little thing, but simply because after nothing was done, it was just a means to pass the time.

If the order doesn't work, then do it yourself, Duan Buqi shrugged his shoulders indifferently, began to wander around, found the laundry room and took off a full set of clothes, and threw it inside to clean, you must know that he only has this set of uniforms now, and he can't wait until the time to go out in smelly clothes, Duan Buqi doesn't doubt at all that some wizards with cleanliness habits are likely to kill themselves for this reason.

Wrapped in a bath towel, Duan Buqi went into the bathroom to experience the comfort of a bathtub, and was stuffy in warm water for more than an hour, and when all the odors on his body dissipated, Duan Buqi picked up the fragrant shower gel and stood under the shower to tidy himself up.

wiped off the remaining water droplets, used a hair dryer to simply get a medium-sized hairstyle, Duan Bu returned to the laundry room wrapped in a bath towel, took out the clothes that had been dried and put them on, and the whole person looked new again.

"It's beautiful."

Among Sivir's maids, one of the maids looked at the dashing Duan Buren, and a trace of jealousy flashed on her face: "If I have such a good face, at least I can become a wizard apprentice under Lord Sivir's seat." ”

"It's a shame."

The maid next to her also shook her head: "Such a face actually grows on a man's face, and it will soon be ruined by a pervert, what a waste." ”

"Maybe we can talk to the director." One of the maids whispered, "I got a face-changing witchcraft in Master Dracula's wizard apprenticeship some time ago, this witchcraft can be used without magic, and there are no side effects, and it can be used repeatedly, if we ......"

Listening carefully to the tricks of the two maids, Duan Buqi felt quite interesting, originally he didn't care about such an indifferent trivial matter, but when the other party mentioned changing his face, Duan Buqi suddenly thought of the human body refining: "Wizards and alchemists are of the same origin, if I can get that witchcraft, maybe I can get a glimpse of the mystery of human body refining." ”

Thinking of alchemy, Duan Buqi had to feel desperate, after Andre's reminder, he had been comprehending the possible spatial theory around him since he entered here, but this stable space didn't seem to be much different from the material world outside, he didn't feel the difference at all, but faintly felt that the existence inside had an obvious composition, while the matter outside was much more complicated.

"I don't understand."

The feeling that there is so much time but can't be used makes Duan Buqi feel deeply unhappy, but he is also very helpless, he has nothing to do, and no one pays attention to him anyway, Duan Buqi simply hid in an empty house, took out a mobile phone from the storage bag, and silently brushed the study materials left by Qiushui for him.