[Host, Galen seems to be blackening again] The small system fluttered in front of the window, and it looked at Galen's gloomy face, and had an ominous premonition in its heart.

People in this world take mental power as the standard of strength, and Galen is undoubtedly the best among them, he has strong enough mental power, but perhaps because of the distance of childhood, Galen is very easy to fall into some strange paranoia.

Although every time he was about to have a paranoid attack, Mo Chuchen almost forcefully interrupted all of Galen's plans, messing up his life.

No, it should be, it scared Galen to the point of almost having a nervous breakdown, anyone who woke up in the middle of the night and saw a nasty ghost standing quietly beside him, or finished his homework, and inadvertently looked behind him and found a nasty ghost and stared at his back quietly...... that creepy feeling Even now, Galen can't fully adapt to it.

"No, he's not in the mood to think about anything else."

Mo Chuchen commanded the workers to carry the wine jars, and he has recently made a lot of strange wines, including sweet and greasy sparkling wine, lychee wine with endless aftertaste, and bitter and slightly sweet chocolate wine, all of which are not serious wines.

These things quickly became famous, attracting many people to come and pre-order.

Mo Chuchen doesn't want to be a portable grandfather, isn't it good to have this idle kung fu and play with the business model?

At the moment, it seems that he is doing well in the game, and the tavern's business is booming.

"Hey, little white face, you come down for me!" Several middle-aged people dressed in very nouveau riche stood at the door of the tavern and shouted towards Mo Chuchen on the second floor.

"Who are you?" Mo Chuchen glanced at it, his eyes were sharp, and he asked knowingly in a friendly manner.

"We only met the other day!" The middle-aged man wearing a large gold chain replied in an unkind tone.

They came a few days ago to stop Mo Chuchen from continuing to sell wine, on the grounds that the name "Lychee Wine" was patented by them, and if it was to be commercialized, Mo Chuchen had to pay them.

For the space capsule tavern, many people are red-eyed, and in order to share this huge cake, there are naturally a lot of crooked ways.

"Oh, you won't let me sell lychee wine." Mo Chuchen seemed to remember these people for a long time.

"You either change your name, or pay us money, in short, you can't make money in the name of lychee wine anymore."

The obese middle-aged man secretly gritted his teeth, and then reminded him seriously with a straight face.

"You should talk to my lawyer, don't talk to me."

Mo Chuchen's gaze swept over those people, and at first glance, they looked very scary.

If you look closely, the clothes are old and have a lot of open lines, and some of them are almost unable to wear them.

It was obvious that they were not wealthy, they couldn't even put out a decent suit, and after all that they said, the ultimate goal was to ask for money from the tavern.

Although it is said that they are poor, this kind of behavior is really bad, and Mo Chuchen doesn't want to indulge them at all.

"Wait, you can't ......."

Hearing Mo Chuchen's words, several people were anxious, their purpose was not to come here to listen to the lawyer's speech! Such a big battle, of course, is to directly scare this descendant.

However, Mo Chuchen didn't eat their routines at all.

The lawyers, who had been in the tavern, gathered around eagerly and pulled these ill-intentioned guys to talk.

The owner of the capsule tavern is a big financier.

The fees paid to the lawyers are scary, and in order to help the boss solve the trouble, the hired lawyers are doing their best, not only to solve the problem, but also to make a profit.

Looking at the people downstairs who were fighting each other for money, Mo Chuchen ripped off the tie on his collar and sat back comfortably in his boss chair, there was a white notebook on his desk, an interstellar website on it, and at the top was a link to the registration URL of the college, and at the bottom of the website there were photos of well-known graduates, and the beautiful elf-like duke was one of the graduates of the college.

Mo Chuchen thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to help Galen sign up, staying on this planet, Galen has a high probability of meeting the duke who caused his mental power to fluctuate violently, and only by leaving this planet can Galen be a good person.

Of course, before leaving, Mo Chuchen decided to give Galen a small "gift" to cut off any delusions he had about the duke.

…………………………。

The next morning, Galen woke up to find something different, there was a broken red rope on his little finger, this rope was not long, but it could not be touched, it was more like a product of mental power than a normal thing.

Galen's heart froze, and he was a little scared, when he was ten years old, the first spiritual power product he saw was Mo Chuchen, and now, he saw a new spiritual power product, would this bring him any changes?

Feeling uneasy, Galen slipped in front of the bathroom mirror.

He didn't look so bad in the mirror, his emaciated face was a little cold and mean, a small screw hung from a hemp rope around his slender neck, and his gray-black apprentice's clothes were crumpled and wrinkled, revealing his shoulder bones.

He cautiously raised his hand, in the mirror, there was no red line, but in reality there was indeed a strange red line on his hand.

Galen was silent for a moment, he didn't understand why he had encountered such a thing, but quickly, he decided not to take Red Line seriously, this thing was not as scary as that damn spirit partner, was it?.

Buttoning his coat to the top, Galen thought as he opened the door and walked down the old staircase, which was many years old, and which always made the sound of the planks loosening when someone walked by.

Many times Galen thought he was going to fall down the stairs, but in reality, he was not unlucky, and the stairs were stronger than he had imagined.

"You go and pack your things.

Yesterday I had a long conversation with the butler of the Duke's Palace, and to prove my skill, I was going to-morrow to repair things for his daughter in the Duke's castle.

Don't worry, I've asked the tavern owner across the street to take care of you. ”

The old master was packing his things, and he didn't raise his head, and he recognized who was coming downstairs from the sound of his footsteps.

Although this kind of thing does not need to be recognized, except for the old master, only Galen is left here.

"But the tavernkeeper is not human......."

The thought of the man in the carriage who had caught a glimpse of him made Galen's thoughts wander.

The duke's unique spiritual power fluctuation really left a deep impression on him.

"I know that many people don't want to see him, after all, he never saves face, but he is a good person, don't be too stereotyped."

The old master didn't understand what Galen said, he just stared at Galen seriously, and his tone was unquestionable: "You are the best qualified child I have ever seen, with his help, your future will be very bright." ”

“……。”

Facing the master, Galen swallowed his saliva, and felt weak for a while, how could he tell the master that Mo Chuchen was not a human at all? .

However, if it is straightforward to say that the tavern owner opposite is his spiritual partner, I am afraid that it will be Galen himself who will be dragged to the laboratory!.

Galen was so desperate about his situation that he wanted to ask why he was so unlucky.

Why can't his spiritual partner be a normal thing?

No matter what Galen thinks in his heart, the things that the master has decided will never change with Galen's will.

The old man has a unique vision and opinion, he doesn't know the identity of the owner of the tavern, and he doesn't know the origin of the owner of the tavern, but the other party's temperament outside the world is difficult for ordinary people to simulate.

The master felt that the tavern owner would be a master.

So, he was relieved to entrust Galen to the owner of the tavern, got into the carriage, and left the town ...... with peace of mind.

Galen witnessed the black-hearted spiritual partner extorting a large sum of money from the old master, and he indignantly accused:

"You shouldn't take his money, we're one! You're blackmailing. ”

"You are wrong, I have no obligation to take care of you.

So, it's a matter of course that he paid me to take care of you. ”

Mo Chuchen counted the gold coins: "If you think about it carefully, the Pear Federation stipulates that spiritual partners must take care of the host?"

If you can say it, I'll lose. ”

"But ......."

Galen was speechless, and he didn't take it for granted that his spiritual partner should take care of himself, but Mo Chuchen's behavior of collecting money still made him feel more empty out of thin air.

"Okay, you're ready to prepare, I'm going to send you to study in aliens, I hope you will be a useful person to the Pear Federation in the future."

Mo Chuchen took out a few brand-new clothes from the counter, those clothes were just bought, and most of them had not removed the tags.

"Reading?"

Galen was stunned, reading was quite a luxurious thing for ordinary people in the night star.

"Your qualifications are good, it's time for an interstellar education." Mo Chuchen had already arranged Galen's path clearly.

"Wait, why do I have to listen to you?"

Galen retorted excitedly, he was no longer a ten-year-old child, and he didn't obey Mo Chuchen's words.

"And what do you want to do?" Mo Chuchen glanced at him and showed an extremely gentle smile.

"Nope." Galen lost his arrogance without a trace, and to this day, he didn't know why he was afraid of his spiritual partner.

"If you don't want to make a fuss too ugly, just put away your messy thoughts, and let you go to study not to make things difficult for you.

You have nowhere to go except to listen to my arrangement. ”

Mo Chuchen was holding a cup of coffee full of sugar, his hair was slightly upturned, his shirt was wrapped in a very thin figure, and his smiling face all day long had a strange magic, which made people want to get closer.

Galen's gaze swept over the horrible cup of coffee, and he had a toothache as he looked at the sugar.

"I didn't think much of it! Who do you think you are? Do I have to listen to you? ”

Galen said in a hurry, turning to leave the tavern.

He wanted to go back to the weapons shop, but found that the master had locked the shop and did not leave him the key.

Facing the locked door, Galen turned his head and was not surprised to see his spiritual companion at the door.

"Hey man, how's it going, said you have nowhere to go."

Mo Chuchen enjoyed the delicious taste of candied coffee.

"Shut up! I just want to be quiet. Galen didn't know where he got the courage to shout, and then turned to leave.

He had originally wanted to stay in a hotel for a few days, but he had traveled all over the town, and the cheapest hotel cost ten silver coins.

Poor Galen rummaged through his pockets and remembered that the master had given all the money to his goddamn spiritual partner before leaving, and now he didn't have a single dollar on him.

The night grew darker and the air grew colder.

Galen, who was in the green belt with a headband, was frustrated.

If you go back now, won't it seem that you are extraordinarily unproductive?

Galen said that he didn't want to be a little shorter in front of his spiritual partner, obedient like a marionette.

Just as Galen hit the landing point into the sewer, the red thread in his hand suddenly became hot.

Galen raised his hand, only to feel a magnetic force in the darkness drawing him in, directing him where to go.

Looking at the red thread in his hand, Galen decided to follow his instincts.

Soon, he was out of a dark alley.

The alley was not long, and there were many people standing in it, and the dim pink light shrouded them, and the atmosphere around them was very ambiguous.

Galen stared dumbfounded at the various bewitching girls in the alley.

The mental fluctuations of these gorgeous girls are not strong, but they are full of seduction, tugging at the heartstrings of passers-by back and forth.

"I knew that my spiritual product was not such a reliable thing."

After determining where he was being led, Galen couldn't help but complain.

The first spiritual product was a humanoid monster, but the second spiritual product actually led him to such a place.

This kind of ability is simply impossible to look at.

"Little brother, what are you doing here?"

The tall woman in a big red tight skirt with long chestnut hair noticed the wandering Galen, who expertly displayed her most charming features, leaning on Galen as if she were boneless, triggering mental swings intentionally or unintentionally.

"Actually, I'm just passing through."

In the girl's soft and bold embrace, Galen blushed.

Obviously, more than a glimpse with the duke, the girl's online chat made the fifteen-year-old boy more nervous.

"Don't, passing by what? We have a lot of fun things here, come and go with me~"

The girl made a gesture to pull people into the deep dark alley, which at the moment was more like a monster with teeth and claws, waiting for the fresh prey to fall into the mouth.

Galen was startled, and did not dare to talk to anyone, so he turned and ran to the tavern, for fear that he would be dragged into the deep alley if he was too late.

"What?"

The girl didn't care when she looked at Galen's figure running away, she just said a sentence as if complaining, and turned around and entangled other passers-by.

When Galen returned to the tavern, Mo Chuchen was settling accounts at the cashier of the tavern, his black hair hanging down slightly, blocking his forehead.

"I'm back." Mo Chuchen thought to himself, this person really can't withstand too much fright!

Facing that spiritual partner, Galen suddenly felt that his every move might not be worth mentioning in front of his spiritual partner.

After all, from a certain point of view, they have always been born of each other, and it is impossible for the other party not to know their own ideas.

"Not running away?." Mo Chuchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

“……。”

After about ten seconds of silence, Galen looked at Mo Chuchen, probably wanting to refute something.

But at the end, he closed his mouth again, gritted his teeth in a twisted way, and made a thick nasal "um".