Chapter 159: A Cup of Coffee
With a dexterity that definitely did not match her weak appearance, Lucieux bounced several times from the sewer wall to not only catch the cup steadily, but also to catch all the scattered coffee liquid in the cup before hitting the ground.
The black liquid, the rich fragrance, Lucieu took a sip, revealing a strange expression.
It doesn't seem to be a coffee party.
"Hey, would you like a drink?"
The female elf, who had initially mastered the Force technique, sat on the steps of the side that had just passed and rested, and used the Force to communicate and ask Misaka 10028.
This poor Misaka sister is not in a good situation now, although she has escaped the fate of being crushed, but the light of life is still about to be extinguished, and her blood is almost dry.
She struggled to change places, and when she didn't want to die, her face was buried in the mud.
Lucie held her coffee cup and watched Misaka 10028's struggle without saying a word. Finally she lay at Lucieu's feet.
"No thanks. Drip. Seeing the strange sister talking in a strange way, Misaka 10028 weakly refused the other party's coffee. β
A very particular way of speaking, Lucie raised her eyebrows. This is the first time she has communicated with people in this world, and it doesn't seem to be very difficult.
"I like your clothes very much, and when you die, I will wash them and put them on myself." Lucieu continued, "I owe no one! So, say what you want. If it's not more than the value of a piece of clothing, I'll consider helping you finish. β
"Misaka-10028 is a clone created for a certain experiment, and the unit price is only 300,000 yen, and there is no desire to complete it. If you need my clothes, take them, but I'll have to wash them well. Drip. Misaka 10028 feels that his body is getting colder and colder, and he feels like he is going to die, and if he can, he hopes that this strange sister can help invite his sister to have a cup of coffee. β
"The sister you're talking about, is it Mikoto Misaka?"
"Yes. Drop, Misaka 10028 was very surprised that this strange sister actually knew the name of her sister. β
"Okay, I see." Lucieu set her coffee cup aside and clapped her hands.
"There are two kinds of pain."
She clasped her arms and held Misaka-10028's head in place, "One makes us stronger, the other is a waste of time." β
ββ¦β¦ Drip. Premonition of what is coming.,Misaka 10028 doesn't know what to say.,It's really a strange sister.γ β
Click!
Lucieu screwed her neck, and Misaka-10028's pupils dilated instantly, quickly losing her life.
But the painful look on his face also relaxed. If you don't look at the wound, the quiet and delicate little face is like a light sleep.
"That's nice." Lucieux laid the body flat beside her, "Death is liberation." β
"You want to live so much, but you're dead. I want to die so much, but I want to live desperately. It's ironic! β
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Aresta hung upside down in the liquid, only the surgical gown on his body swayed slightly in the liquid, and in the spiritual world, he didn't stop thinking for a moment.
If he can embody his thinking, then his spiritual world is always a storm that sweeps the world.
This world is not dominant. Thousands of years ago, after Aresta first came into contact with the alliance and conducted relevant training, he deeply understood this.
In the multiverse, there are many strong people, and their power level in this world is very low, if they are rashly opened, they will inevitably be strongly affected, and finally become the vassals of some careerists. Out of the prudence of scientists, he closed off the vast majority of foreign exchanges, and even only a few high-level officials knew about the existence of the alliance. He is concentrating on development - this is not difficult to understand, even many players like to fence their bases at the beginning, single-mindedly climb technology, and the last wave of full technology troops to take away opponents.
He should read history and understand the consequences of closing the country.
Of course, the alliance was noncommittal about this kind of careful thinking with Aresta. This is the internal affair of the school city world.,Others don't want to do business.,Can you still buy and sell?γ It's not the old empire anymore.
As long as Aresta fulfills his duty as a member of the world and does not cause any large-scale humanitarian catastrophe, who in the alliance will be bored and worry about this for him.
"Lao Ya, you can't do this." Lindbergh crossed his legs and leaned comfortably on the wide-body sofa, and on the table in front of him, in addition to wine bottles, there were large pieces of roast beef shank. If you think that Lindbergh is on his own initiative and has to be placed here in Aresta, you are indeed wronging him.
This bastard thing will never remember what he said the day before. These are all wine and dishes prepared by Aresta, lest this Lord Sith uncle throw away *** because he can't eat enough.
It's not that he's afraid of Lindbergh, he's just annoying. The annoyance inherent in a good person in the face of a scoundrel.
The taste of the roasted corbel was particularly satisfying to Lindbergh, who picked his teeth while pointing fingers at Aresta's world plan.
"Your occult technology tree must be a little crooked." Lindbergh made his conclusion in an unmistakable tone.
Aresta was silent for a long time, but no bubbles came out. After confronting Lindbergh a few times, he realized that bubbles would reveal his true thoughts, so he slightly improved the craft of the survival pod.
"Tell me, Mr. Kobayashi."
Eventually, Aresta decided to humbly ask for advice. At a senior level like him, what he thinks about the most is the problem of the road, and what he fears the most is the mistake of the road.
If it takes more than a thousand years and finally finds that this road is impassable, the loss is much more serious than the failure of several experiments.
Lindbergh comes from the higher worlds, and it's great that he's willing to give advice.
"That miscellaneous hair called a party is the core of your Absolute Ability plan, right?"
"He's just an experiment." Aresta replied calmly, "But Colonel Huggins, why do you know about the Absolute Ability Project?" β
"I saw the introduction on the news." Lindbergh looked naΓ―ve.
"Where's the news?"
"Okay, Lao Ya, don't care about such trivial things." Lindbergh snorted and lit a cigarette, "If you still want to know what you're doing wrong." β
"Well, please."
Aresta compromised. Although the Absolute Ability Project is important, it is not his main research direction. Therefore, he is not going to investigate what means Lindbergh used to steal the content of his experiments for the time being.
"The problem of your school city is too obvious.,That miscellaneous hair" miscellaneous hair refers to one side of the pass,"He blew up my house's sewer manhole cover,And told me to roll,What kind of behavior is this?" In his eyes, there is no concept of respecting teachers and valuing education at all! β
Lindbergh was indignant, stood up and frothed at Aresta: "You think it's a minor problem? It's definitely a big deal!
We educators, we are engineers of the human soul, and if a student does not respect the teacher, it is a problem of conduct. No matter how strong his ability is and his character is problematic, he will be a person who is harmful to society when he goes to society in the future. We, the educators, should first teach students how to be human beings, and then teach them to do things.
Lao Ya, let me give you some advice, I can't say anything about your messy plan for cultivating capable people, but you'd better add another course of ideological and moral education, and correct their world outlook, values, and outlook on life, so as not to cause a big mess in the future.
Don't think I'm just here to tell you about it. To be honest, this problem has been paying attention to me for a long time and is a common phenomenon. It's not just one party, but also that Baijing Kuroko, who speaks disrespectfully to me all day long, she is also a typical person! β
Lindbergh spit out in one breath, felt much more comfortable, sat down and continued to nibble on the beef shank.
Aresta pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked, "How does the roasted beef leg taste?" β
"Okay." Lindbergh's mouth was stuffed with food, and his answer was hesitant.
"Where's the wine?"
"It's too light!"
"Okay, change to spirits next time."
Lindbergh looked up incredulously: "Aresta, you're diverting the subject!" β
"Heh, I don't feel like I'm diverting from the topic." The old fox in the pipe actually chuckled, "I just understand, I can't take talking to you too seriously." β
"Mr. Kobayashi, you have eaten and drunk well, please tell me your purpose directly, don't waste each other's time. As a member of the Alliance, I will cooperate with your legitimate requests. β
"Well, Aresta, did anyone say you lacked a sense of humor." Lindbergh raised his hands in surrender.
"Humor as I understand it is an elegant joke, provided it is elegant." Aresta didn't budge.
"Tsk!" Lindbergh smashed his mouth, this is a good point, why is it a personal attack.
"First of all, please help me fix the sewer, that miscellaneous hair stole my manhole cover."
"Obey Mr. Kobayashi, if you need it, I can replace it with a solid gold manhole cover with diamonds."
"The second point." Lindbergh held out his second finger, "That stray hair, borrow it from me." β
Aresta didn't immediately agree to this request, he thought for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, Colonel Huggins, what is the purpose of needing a small fifth-level experiment." I think that as the owner of the subject, I have the right to know how it will be used. β
"Hah, it's just a teaching aid."