Chapter 112: The Happy Life of the Manor Master

With a kiss on the cheek of her in her deep sleep, Leus got dressed and left the room He looked at the clock, it was past seven o'clock, but the servant in the kitchen had already begun to make breakfast.

Recently, Leestone Guò Hunt's side hired a group of people, about dozens, all of whom had served the old nobility of England with professional servants, and he was satisfied.

As the chairman of the British pinnacle technology, Hunt's family only lives in a wealthy community, but this is just a personal hobby and does not decide anything.

"Sir, where's Sister Keiko?"

"I'm giving her a vacation, today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow...... Until Christmas, my child, you'll be in charge of your homework. ”

The children cheered, preferring their Mr. Leus to the "stern" Mieko.

The morning is free time for the children, to read, play, and even go back to sleep, very, very free.

But by the afternoon, the children need to learn everything a normal child would be able to learn in school.

Until the evening, after dinner, it is usually a time for heart-to-heart talks, but Mieko is not good at this, and Leus has a talent for this.

After talking to them one by one, he dragged Mieko to the rooftop of the castle at night.

"You see that?"

"Yes."

"They're lonely."

"It's not appropriate, we're there for them, they're not alone, but they do need to breathe more air."

"You are right, the manor is home, but it is also a cage for these special children, including Professor X's academy."

"I've been working on it, and believe me, I'm going to change that."

"I believe in you."

In the night sky, the stars shine brightly and the winter wind is cold.

……

Since his return from South Africa, Leus's life has been peaceful and tranquil until the day before Christmas Eve, during which there are only a few things worth mentioning.

First, the original thirty-six retired guards in the manor, all of whom had their shotguns replaced, were replaced by Lius, for whom they made a combat model of the machine.

Re-experiencing life in a sound manner, most of these retired soldiers are grateful to Leus, but more importantly, they are in awe of the mysterious and powerful.

Because the means of the owners of the manor are beyond their imagination......

As the three squad leaders of the thirty-six guards, they were assigned special agents who were able to use the same abilities as mutants.

One can control the mud and stone to petrify the body, one can make the whole body steel, and the other body is like plasticine.

The trip to South Africa was not without gains, and in addition to breaking through himself, Leus also collected a lot of "research materials".

Without bothering Simon's serum research, Leus spends several hours a day in the underground base, conducting research on "machine qì mutant agents".

The effect is very good, there is no rejection of the mind connection, but one thing is not good, that is, the raw materials are too rare.

To do better, more "plant mutants" are needed, but Leus doesn't, and his research is all based on various accidental deaths.

What's more, these mutant agents are just "small works" in his spare time.

As for how to clear the variables and complete the task, Leus had already formulated a careful and definite strategic policy in his study that night, and divided it into four directions.

The most important thing is safety, not Leus's own safety, but the safety of Mieko, the children, and the manor.

"You can only go all out when you defend well and attack."

……

At the underground base, Leus, Burning Man, and Simon had a meeting, because tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and it was also the time for the official release of the machine.

There were only three people present, but some things needed more people to be involved.

So Leus pulled his fingers in the void and shouted at the large LCD screen in front of him at the same time.

"Michelle, call up the communication system."

The large LCD screen that took up half of the wall of the room suddenly revealed the images of six people.

They were Anna, Shaw, and the presidents of four other companies in the New World League, in addition to Leus's own leather bag company.

The chairman of the board of directors only uses real power to make a big deal, and when it comes to the specifics, Li Wusi needs to contact the president of a company or group frequently.

"Report back to me."

Leus calmly looked at the six people on the big screen, his plan was being carried out by his subordinates in an orderly manner.

"The advertising is normal, and after the survey, more than 95% of people expressed their expectations for our products." Anna in the center wears black-rimmed glasses, ties up her long blonde hair, and looks intellectual and capable.

"The channels of important government agencies in 18 major Western countries and 6 countries in the East have been opened, and they will fully support and cooperate with us." The Japanese person who speaks in the upper left corner is none other than Shishida Shingen of the Shishida family group.

"In accordance with your orders, we have used some small means to 'leak' hundreds of machines in advance, and they have become the hot new darlings of the upper class of these countries, especially the ladies and men's balls, whose daily rent has reached tens of thousands of euros." The president of China's Rockchip Group, with a national face, reports seriously.

When Leus heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, and he nodded with satisfaction, looking at the rest of the servants.

"According to the original plan, we currently only offer the most basic two categories, entertainment and elite, the former has been set for 19,000 euros and the latter 89,000 euros. We have produced nearly 100,000 sets of the entertainment model and 7,000 sets of the elite model. The president of Trask Industries, Inc. shrugged his shoulders, Raven was a standard American.

"一qiē顺lì, according to the plan." The president of the British pinnacle technology company answered concisely with his old-fashioned and calm British accent.

Click!

Leus's fingers tapped on the table three times, and all five screen areas went black, leaving only Xiao's one lit up.

"Alright, let's talk."

Leus's fingers began to tap rhythmically and gently on the tabletop, Simon was boredly fiddling with the 72 Rubik's cubes in his hand, and the Burning Man was holding the mirror and looking left and right at the handsome little guy inside.

"There were 100 people, and they were put on the plane yesterday." Shaw's voice became tense as he faced the black-haired youth on the screen, because his boss had grown so fast.

"Very good, $1 million per person, not a penny owed, it will be transferred to your account soon." Leus nodded, and immediately turned off all video communications.

This was another part of Leus's plan to turn the manor into a strong fortress of steel, but he also needed a spear that could pierce any obstacles.