It's this memory scene again, Jiao Ming lamented in his heart, but he was not surprised, after all, this was already a calamity that he had to pass every morning since the end of autumn, but unfortunately, he had never survived the other two himself.

Sunlight and a few creeper twigs peeked through the small, high, narrow window, illuminating a rather cluttered room with a stone platform in the center, and Jiao Ming was tightly confined to the sloping countertop. The forehead, torso, wrists, and ankles are all shackled, and even the fingers and toes are held in place by thick sleeves, and only hair and eyes seem to be able to move freely throughout the body.

At the same time, a silver ring floats above the forehead, emitting a faint white light, and if you look closely, you can also find that these white lights ripple slightly like the wind blowing the surface of the water because of the subtle changes in the surface of the ring, which is quite beautiful.

But in addition to that, an old man in the room and the various metal instruments in his hands are hairy. The old man's appearance was not clear, not that there was any magic to hide his face, but that his memory was missing because of the pain. However, his eerie and morbidly excited hoarse voice impressed Jiao Ming deeply, so at this time, under the reproduction of memories, this laughter was even more harsh.

All kinds of inhumane experimental methods were put into battle, Jiao Ming gritted his teeth and insisted, but after all, he still fell in the middle of the second round. With the last shred of consciousness before falling unconscious, he looked to the sides of the room. The place that should have been a wall has become a water mirror wrapped in fog on two sides, and almost the same scene is reflected in it, except that on one side of the self laughs and scolds, and on the other side of the self gritted his teeth and glares angrily.

On the one hand, he was called a madman by Jiao Ming, and on the other hand, he was called a silent person by Jiao Ming.

At the beginning, Jiao Ming asked the guy in his brain who claimed to be a certain system about the memory of time travel, but the answer he got was not that he had no memory or didn't know, but that he didn't have enough authority, and he subconsciously didn't dig into it at that time. Not long ago, Jiao Ming finally understood everything, his crossing was not a coincidence of some universe-level great power, nor was it compensation for the gods' mistake in the book of life and death.

But when I was graduating and looking for a job, I saw a floating silver ring in the grass and touched it cheaply. Thus being pulled over by the space magic experiment of another world, but unfortunately, the person who presided over the experiment was not a benevolent guy. In the face of this big living person who popped out of nowhere, he adopted the attitude that a magic researcher should have: experiment.

In the next half a year of experimental life, Jiao Ming's soul underwent a mutation, and the weakest part was the first to collapse, choosing to curl up in the warmest home in the corner of memory, forgetting everything and entering a state of suspended animation. The second part lasted for an unknown amount of time, and then went completely insane. Only the strongest part survived to the end, but it was no longer normal, concise and closed at the same time, as if planning something, but unable to know the details.

As for how to escape from the eerie mage tower and be sent to the crocodile realm, the situation of the little girl who is also a traverser, and why the two guys fell into a weak state for two years before they came out to 'seize power', Jiao Ming didn't know at this time, and the madman and the silent person didn't mean to tell at all, but judging from the dreams every morning, it was obvious that only by being awake and suffering all the torture could they have the so-called 'permission' to 'remember' everything.

......

A hint of fish belly white had just appeared on the horizon, and in a spacious room like an auditorium in Tro Collar Beak Town, several young and beautiful maids dressed in 'cool' maid clothes rushed in and began to get busy in an orderly manner. After the breakfast clothes and morning papers were ready, they lined up in two rows and waited by the large bed in the middle of the room, just waiting for the owner of all this to get up, of course, oblivious to the bloody handwriting on the wall opposite the bed.

But today, the owner's sleep situation does not seem to be optimistic, and he still raises his hands and kicks his legs in his sleep, as if he is fighting. Until the dawn of the day, there was still no intention of opening his eyes.

The two most experienced maids at the head glanced at each other, and they both saw a little apprehension in each other's eyes, not knowing which one they would face this morning. If you are silent, it is naturally best, and there is no problem in keeping your duty. If it's frivolous, it's not bad, and maybe you can take half a step up to the top if you eat some tofu. If it's the most ordinary, the one that blushes when you see your breasts, you're in a lot of trouble, and not only will you be kicked out of the room, but you'll also have to be questioned by the chief steward Butterfly afterwards.

The mystery was revealed, and several maids were smiling, and even slightly puffed up their chests, making the already very revealing dress more colorful.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, you still want to win two against one, say you can't do it well? Or is it better to be delusional? But no matter what, you just go back to watching the movie!" In the midst of wild laughter, Lord Jiao Ming suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, his expression was happy and excited, without the feeling of having just woken up, but when he saw the bloody book on the opposite wall, he was stunned, and muttered: "If you dare to shoot, you will make trouble." Hey buddy, when did you write it, this word is like a dog crawling, blind with all this blood. And you don't have any threat at all, do you, get up in the middle of the night and make such a little joke?"

... Hum!...

"Anyway, you really don't want to open meat? Isn't it uncomfortable to hold back? There are a lot of gun mounts here. ”

... I'm a single-minded, I mean single-minded man, and you're not allowed to...

It seems that he remembered that there was a flower attached to the ice lotus, so he changed his words in time.

"Oh, that's a coincidence, I'm a ...... Well, I'll count, forty-two men, for the sake of the face of the people in the same way, how about accommodating one or two, you look at these beauties, one or two have desire and dissatisfaction written in their eyes, as long as you are willing to nod, we will be sleeping together. And it's all one ring and two rings of the water system, and many ways to play can be tried, and it's not bad to play, how about it? Are you excited, it's better to forget the firewood girl called Ice Lotus or Cake Face......"

There was a slight pause, but no response, "Speak, you know I hate being ignored the most." If you acquiesce, I'll touch it first, because you're stuck here for so many days, you can only watch and can't do it, which is really not good for your health. ”

... Actually, you just want to quarrel with me, these are just worthless pieces of meat in your eyes...

"Someone who always says 'the person who knows you best is actually your enemy' is, and it's always yourself who knows you best, but you don't think about it. Look at you, don't you know me very well? ”

As he spoke, he got up and waved his hand to signal the maid to come up and serve and dress, and after confirming that he would not get a response from the other personality, he said to the maid with a bored look: "Tell me about today's schedule, and then clean up all the things that are in the way of the eyes." ”

A maid in charge bowed down to receive the order, and organized the people to act immediately. Another foreman motioned for his subordinates to dress for the adults, and read the papers in his hand in a very soft and beautiful voice. "There is no arrangement in the morning, and in the afternoon I will go to the Tro Collar Magic Research Institute to guide the work. In the evening, you can meet with the artist you have made an appointment with. ”

In fact, because of his special identity, Master Jiao Ming is generally only Evan's strategist, and cannot directly participate in the production management of the core industrial area, and other science, education, culture and health aspects have also been explained, and he has no interest in personally intervening, so he is quite idle and does not need to report on this schedule. Making these is nothing more than learning the memories in the Earth TV series and messing around.

"What kind of painter? Oh, forget it, whatever. Jiao Ming subconsciously asked, but immediately reacted that this should be an order given by another personality at some point, so he just waved his hand and started a new topic: "Let's talk about the new things on the intelligence network." ”

The maid in charge flipped through another document, and the good news echoed in the room, how the cement plant improved the production line and increased the output, how the steel plant used new technology to increase the output, and how the chemical plant strictly grasped the safety of production, but instead of increasing the output, it reduced the accident rate.

However, seeing that Lord Jiao Ming was getting more and more sleepy the more he listened, the foremaid who had expected it said as briefly as possible, and then took the other agricultural areas of the Tro Collar in one sentence, and then broadcast the situation in the entire United Kingdom territory.

Since the war with the Ifusen theocracy stopped, everything seems to be back on the 'right track', that is, the situation of the chaos between the large and small forces in the territory, of course, due to the suppression of the Wizard Association, there is a trace of the bottom line, after all, the fundamental purpose of these wars is to divert internal contradictions.

However, due to the price reduction of metal, the resulting proliferation of metal appliances has begun to be reflected in weapons, making these small-scale wars more and more tragic, and constantly breaking through the 'bottom line' that has been agreed upon for a hundred years. Floating frisbees and iron staffs have become the basic equipment, and cannons have become more and more popular in several large kingdoms, and there have been many cases of mages crossing the ring to kill enemies.

For example, at this time, the news that the foreman maid just said is very representative, yesterday afternoon, in the military friction between two small states, because the earth-based protective magic was slowly exerted, a six-ring fire magician was actually pierced through the chest by a cannonball, and died on the spot, so he hurriedly retreated. And the other party didn't expect such a result, and when he got the news at night, he didn't even know which earth magician had built a cannon meritorious service.

told a few more similar stories, and the maid in charge lowered her eyebrows and waited for Lord Jiao Ming's question.

"Evan isn't going to export firearms yet?"

"Sorry, there is no reply to that. ”

"And about the plan to attack the Vorke Kingdom?"

"Sorry, there was no reply to that either. ”

"The mud can't support the wall!" Lord Jiao Ming snorted coldly and asked: "How about the crocodile collar?" cough cough, you are so unbehaved, I don't understand if you want to lose the gambling service, you come out from time to time like this convulsion and ask a random question, it's very troublesome, you see, this almost makes the little girl cry." ”

Regarding the news of the crocodile collar, because I don't want to arouse the unnecessary excitement of a certain personality and waste time to suppress it, I once issued a ban on blocking with Dieda and the maids, but in view of this mental state at this time, certain other means are needed to achieve a complete blockade. For example, those who answer randomly will receive a certain amount of corporal punishment, of course, the kind of blood.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, okay to apologize to you, are you still not satisfied? Lord Jiao Ming's eyes fell on the other party, slowed down his voice, and put his face up as he spoke, looking like an idiot. The foreman's maid's pretty face was slightly red, her eyes flashed, and she quickly pecked lightly, attracting the envious gaze of the other maids around.

"Is there any news on Divine Grace City, the capital of Ifsen?"

"From the telegram received by the service center, everything is going well, the two children have been released from a coma and have a lot of hatred for the upper echelons of the theocratic state. The maid in charge pulled out another document and replied respectfully.

"That's good. Lord Jiao Ming nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Next time I have time to go to another theocratic country for a spin, maybe there will be an unexpected gain." ”

"The vine seedlings over there have already been planted, and it will take about forty days for the teleportation to take place. ”

"Remember to remind me when the time comes!"

Wearing clothes and eating a good meal, a new day begins, Lord Jiao Ming smiled and stopped the two maids who couldn't remember their names to come to the big study, and let go of their hands under the gaze of the head maid of Luohua. Speaking of which, in the face of Luohua, Lord Jiao Ming at this time really has a headache, and he can't beat or scold, otherwise he will arouse his inner resistance.

And Luo Hua had already heard about her situation from Binglian, and after getting along for so long, she had figured out everything, so she always contacted another personality when people were not paying attention, and at the same time took care of Jiao Ming, who was in a state of madness, with the attitude of a confidant nurse sister, which was annoying, but helpless.

According to the schedule, the morning was free activities, and Master Jiao Ming simply lay on the desk in the big study, basking in the sun while eating the tropical fresh fruits brought to his mouth by the maid, just supervising the progress of the compilation of Dieda's teaching materials from time to time. The first half of most men's dialectical relationship between work and secretary is almost realized.

It wasn't until an errand maid delivered in a document that the laid-back good times were broken.

"A document from the Lord's Palace. ”

"Read. Lord Jiao Ming didn't open his eyes.

The foreman's maid's crisp voice sounded, but the content was about the high-level magic academy in the capital of the Blue Python Kingdom that actually publicly stated that it wanted to build a branch.

Hearing this, Master Jiao Ming interrupted impatiently: "Skip this nonsense, you look for it, what does Evan want me to do." ”

"Yes, sir. "Lord Evan wants to invite you to join us in the competition within the academy to win the right to build a branch school." ”

"I'm not interested, I refuse. Lord Jiao Ming still didn't open his eyes, but remembered that he had just tried the document retention system in all administrative agencies such as the Lord's Mansion at his suggestion not long ago, and it was really not good to take the lead in violating it, so he had to add: "You have written the specific content of the document as required. ”