Chapter 5 Michelangelo Camme
"Well, well, well, this time...... I'm going to meet...... It's a ...... Wang Ba? Sparky looked through the materials Nestina had given him, frowning.
"It's not Wang Ba, it's the Ancestral Turtle." Nestina took a sip of milk tea, a large cup of three points of sugar and less ice and an ice cream, which was the price Sparker paid for her to run errands and get the ingredients.
"When I look at the materials, it says...... Turtle Immortal Clan? Sparker glanced at the material and looked up with question marks on his face.
"Sister, you don't know, their ancestor turtle not only has low emotional intelligence, but also has a shameless death, when it was registered, it took the name of the god of the turtle fairy clan...... We elves are really too honest. He took another sip of milk tea and smiled happily.
"What are you going to call if you don't register? Ailuf? β
"No, it's going to be called a High Elf, it sounds more advanced."
"Hmm...... Miss, in our story here, the fate of the High Elves is not very good...... "Sparker thought that his Warcraft level 200 blood elf account had not been logged in for a long time, and he had probably been kicked out of the union by President Meow......
It's also very strange to say, why do elves, demons, minotaurs, orcs and other creatures that really exist in the other world appear in human legends?
This is a question that plagues the whole of humanity, and all biologists, historians, philosophers, and physicists try to explain it from their own fields.
Just like on Weibo, many people analyze the Tao.
Some say that quantum entanglement has led humans to see these races in dreams and write them down as myths.
Some say that human beings have been to other worlds before, and they came back to write the adventures of Marco Polo and pass them on to future generations.
Some say that it is projected into human dreams by relying on the magic of the other world.
Some said that when they were dying, they seemed to have seen the goddess of the other world.
The most ridiculous thing is a game blogger, called Lawyer Xiong, who firmly believes that he is Haruhi Suzumiya, and he changed the world with his own ideas and created a parallel universe.
There are different opinions, but it's also quite interesting.
"Anyway, their ancestor turtle has nothing to do with us elves, they live by the sea, we live in the forest, and they don't like war, they don't like to move around. It is said that they just like ...... Hoarding all kinds of garbage. Although the lifespan is as long as that of us elves, the whole life is to collect garbage and hoarding disease. Nestina drank the last sip of milk tea, and lay comfortably on the air chair for a spin, blowing the air conditioner, very happy.
These dead elves, no matter how they eat, will not get fat, from morning to night, milk tea, desserts, ice cream can be continuous 24 hours a day, and the amount of buffet can be eaten back, which is really envious of mortals.
Quietly pinched his stomach, and the thought that he was easy to gain weight by eating anything made him even more unhappy.
Unhappy is unhappy, Sparker took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "It's okay today anyway, let's just go to the detention center in the afternoon to meet the party." β
"It's too hot to go! You abuse child labor! You're not human! You woman, you must be a meticulous work sent by the Demon King to the world! Nestina was paralyzed and complained that the temperature in Shushan in September was as high as 38 degrees, and if you went out, the ground temperature was as high as more than 50 degrees. This kind of people who are still busy outside on the day are either orcs or dwarves and other species with high heat tolerance. Forest species such as elves should not work.
Sparker thought for a moment: "In this way, we will run together in the afternoon, and I invite you to take a bath in the Japanese bathhouse in the evening." β
"I'm going to eat ramen and octopus balls."
"Deal." I don't know why, this elf girl's ability to sit on the ground and raise prices has been a lot stronger recently, which can be regarded as a phenomenon of integrating into human society.
Before she could regret it, she quickly took out her mobile phone and called a car. I didn't expect the car to take the order was not far from the next door.
Sparky saw that the car was almost downstairs, and hurriedly dragged Nystyna down with his bag.
When I opened the car door, a familiar smell came to my face, as if it was still a little fishy.
"Yo~ It's the two of you, it's a coincidence." The driver greeted with apricots.
"Are we without a driver or how can we drop, why are you alone?" Spark's eyes were fixed, and it was the snake man driver master with a mouth full of Beijing films.
"Hey, it's fate, fate. In fact, I'll tell you, when there's no business, I walk around here. Business is good in this area, and there are more orders than other places. And ......" The driver master confided his business experience, lowered his voice and said: "You don't know, the security around here is better, and the passengers are all civilized people, unlike those orcs, 5 people squeeze into a car, and the goblins in the valley of the agricultural area, don't let them overload and complain, tsk." The goddess shouldn't have brought them here. β
"Goddess? Do you still have a goddess? β
"It's not nonsense, otherwise who opened the door of this cross-session? Do you think we demons have that ability? With the ability to open the portal, I went to work at SF Express a long time ago, and I am still driving Didi here? Do you say yes or no? β
"But I don't think I saw your goddess coming."
"Then I don't know, the world over there is ruined and there is no help, she may return to the God Realm, anyway, we mortals can't understand the affairs of God. It's still good for you, it's good for you, there are no gods, no demons, you can drive every day, you can be full of wine and food, and you can have enough eggs. β
Sparker also didn't expect that this otherworldly person would be so satisfied with the Special Zone now: "Then what do you like most here?" β
"Of course, I like you the most, you are generous with money, there are tips, you speak well, and you are beautiful." The snake driver complimented Spark. In fact, he also understands in his heart that these people who work for the government can be reimbursed with invoices for taking a taxi, and even if they occasionally take a long detour, they will not say anything: "Eh, your destination has arrived, and you can take a taxi for more than 1 kilometer, you are really generous." Is it fast? Do you want to wait for you? It's not good for your skin to wait for a car on this hot day. β
Sparker operated his phone and clicked to pay: "Isn't this a pampered elf girl...... If you come over, I'm afraid she will melt. You're busy, we estimate it will take a while. β
"Okay, that beauty, you leave me a business card, call me at any time if you have business, delivery, moving, takeaway, as long as you have money, you can do anything......"
Sparker took the business card he handed over, and quickly dragged Nystina out of the car, this snake man master is really a little enthusiastic, and the thin-skinned person is a little unbearable.
"You ......"
"My name is Michelangelo." The suspect of the Turtle Immortal Clan blinked his dry eyes, and the substance secreted by his glasses was a little disgusting at the corners of his eyes.
Xuanyuan's people did not handcuff him and put him in handcuffs, on the one hand, his hands and feet were relatively smooth, as if he couldn't hold it. Of course, on the other hand, it may be because it is not necessary, after all, this turtle immortal clan is too slow, if he wants to get out of prison, the guards of the tower can play a game of King Glory first, and then shoot him in time.
How did these turtles, with oval bodies and not strong limbs, survive in such a cruel environment in another world.
"But I'll look at the material, your name is Kameime......" Sparker looked up at him.
"Alas, it was too naΓ―ve back then, and the ID card registered his real name. Brother, they are much smarter, registered Raphael, Leonardo da Vinci...... Such a cool name. I can pay some money to find Xuanyuan to change his name, don't ......" Kameime shook his turtle's head, seemingly struggling with his name......
"You can find Xuanyuan to change the name yourself after you go out, my country can ...... The name will be said later, by the way, I am a lawyer assigned to you by the government, and you are suspected of theft this time, and the amount is huge, there is actually 100,000 yuan, or cash...... If you can't get it right, you will be sentenced to ten years, you know that your situation is very serious! Seeing that he was still joking, Sparker was a little anxious.
"It's okay, it's all small money. I have a lot of valuable things, you really have a lot of treasures here, and I suspect that there may be a few ancient ruins in the Special Zone. In this way, I will give you 500,000, can you help me get rid of the crime? Kameime made his little calculations.
"First, we cannot charge additional fees for legal aid, which is stipulated in the Lawyers Law. Second, the role of our lawyers is to protect your legal rights and interests, not to help you get away with crimes, and I hope you can understand this. Sparker sprayed him righteously, what did he treat as a lawyer, of course, if there were really 500,000 yuan, it would inevitably be tempting.
After all, many people work as lawyers...... Just because of poverty.
If you are not poor, who wants to be called by Party A every day, pointing fingers, and often being half dead by the mystery of operation.
"Alas, it's different from us, we used to make mistakes, as long as we spent money to buy off the lord, it was nothing more than a matter of more money and less money. Our ancestor turtle, no, our turtle immortal clan has a famous saying - how much does it cost you to be a hero, and how much is your funeral expenses. That's how it came about. If you want to put it this way, you can't get away with it, and it's no different from asking for a piece of salted meat......" The suspect lowered his head a little disappointed, and sighed slowly word by word.
"What? Bacon? You ......"
Sparker held back his anger, clenched his fists, and thought to himself, I am a little fairy I am a little fairy, I am not angry with the mentally retarded, I am not angry with the mentally retarded, even if it is meat, I am also tenderloin! How can it be bacon meat!!
"What else do you want to tell me other than what is written in the dossier?" Sparker resisted the urge to punch him up, trying to end the pointless conversation.
"No, Lawyer Meat."
"Farewell!"
After saying that, Sparky got up and left with his little assistant Nystina without looking back.