Hedu was silent for a while, his blue eyes looked directly at Hong Xiaobai, and he gave his answer in a resolute tone: "I hope to get my own deed of sale." ”

"That's it", Hong Xiaobai's face was calm, and he couldn't see his thoughts: "Since this is your choice, then in the next two days, I will have someone handle your identity certificate and the like, and the contract and documents will be handed over to you after they are completed, then, just like that, I will leave first." ”

Hong Xiaobai put his hands in his trouser pockets on both sides, turned around and walked in the direction of the training ground, feeling a little regretful.

In the story, Lori, who was saved by the protagonist and then raised from childhood to adulthood, won't she fall in love with the protagonist and never abandon the protagonist......

"Your kindness will be remembered in my heart and never forgotten in this life. ”

The girl's somewhat choked voice came from behind her, and the corners of Hong Xiaobai's mouth finally showed a smile, raised her right hand, waved her hand, and walked forward without stopping.

The reunion after a long absence is also a common setting, and this sentence popped up inexplicably in his mind.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Hong Xiaobai came to the cylindrical training ground, said hello to the guard at the door and walked in, stepping on the silver-white floor, along the corridor with silver-gray walls, Hong Xiaobai came to the door of the room with the No. 6 door number and rang the doorbell.

A moment later.

"Young master, you are here. As the door opened, a cold voice came from inside the room.

Hong Xiaobai walked into the room, the room was a blue sky, the white clouds were constantly changing positions with the push of the wind, the sun was hanging high, and the warm sunlight was sprinkled on the body, making people feel warm.

A round table with some desserts and drinks and a few soft chairs suddenly appeared on the green grass.

Asami was standing on one of the chairs, her eyes slightly closed, and the back of her head resting on a red cushion.

Not far behind her were a number of guns, RPGs, swords, spears and other weapons, and some huge potholes appeared in the distance in a discordant manner.

"Father!"

Seeing Hong Xiaobai's Ba Asami swaying from side to side, floating in front of Hong Xiaobai, her crystal eyes seemed to be shining.

"Asami, are you alright? You don't look right?"

Hong Xiaobai frowned and looked at Ba Asami, who was making 'short-distance irregular movements', and asked with concern.

"It's okay father, I'm just a little bit of a magic drain. ”

Asami nimbly spun around, signaling that there was nothing wrong with her.

"It's okay, let's go and rest for a while. ”

Hong Xiaobai stepped forward, hugged Ba Mamei in his arms, and walked towards the chair.

Hong Xiaobai sat on a high chair, his legs dangling in the air, a pair of arms on the table, holding Ba Mami with both hands, raised his head, and asked the moment who was sitting opposite:

"Tell me, what you've checked out for the past half day. ”

In an instant, he sat up straight, his hands with black gloves were on his black silk legs, and his purple eyes looked at his little master seriously.

"Young master, just now I asked a little about Miss Ba Asami's combat style, as well as the combat system of the world she is in, through the morning test, I found that Miss Ba Asami's current combat power is around the second stage of Amaterasu.

The 'gun magic' she uses can be used to create weapons she understands against the enemy with magic, and the power varies depending on the amount of magic and the development and control of skills, but it's a pity......"

Speaking of this, he shook his head with some regret for an instant, and continued, "Miss's memory of her hometown is only her own combat ability, and she doesn't remember the specific combat system of her hometown at all.

In this case, the discovery of Miss's combat ability will not be as fast as I expected, and it is not easy to say to what extent the combat effectiveness can develop. ”

Hong Xiaobai shook his head and sighed in his heart, since the formation of the Source Envoy System, all the beings summoned by the Origin Envoy after the success of the Origin are called Apostles.

And basically all the apostles are mainly based on fighting, and occasionally there are a few alternatives, if they can't develop in the direction of fighting, most of them will be used as assistants in life.

In the event of an extreme source envoy, ordinary apostles will even be used for trading.

'To live for the Messenger and to die for the Messenger' was imprinted in the souls of the apostles, so that the world became accustomed to the act of giving to them without expecting anything in return.

"I'm sorry, father, did Asami disappoint you?"

The girl's somewhat timid voice came, and Asami's eyes lowered and she looked at the table in disappointment.

"How can it be, Asami, you were born because of the unique me, which means that you are also unique and excellent.

It's just that you've just come to this world, and you're not very used to it, and besides, how can a father let his daughter fight to protect herself?

As a father, don't I want to lose face?"

Hong Xiaobai said with a smile, leaning forward at the same time, touching Ba Asami's forehead, the tip of his nose, and his eyes facing each other.

Listening to Hong Xiaobai's gentle words, with his intimate movements, Ba Asami opened a pair of big watery eyes, looking at her father's black eyes like stars, and her cheeks were dyed red.

In an instant, I watched my little master and a beautiful girl's head make such a warm contact, and I felt a trace of warmth in my heart, but I felt as if something was not right......

"That's right", Hong Xiaobai suddenly thought of something, "Ba Asami, about your body, I told my father, soon, you can have your own body again, are you happy?"

He sat up straight again and looked at Asami with a smile.

"Body?" Asami asked in surprise, "Really? Father!"

"Of course," Hong Xiaobai put his right hand on the girl's head, caressing the girl's hair like a cat, he squinted his eyes slightly, "Soon, you will be able to walk like an ordinary person and feel the world." ”

'Buzz', Hong Xiaobai felt the light brain in his hand suddenly vibrate, raised his wrist, and a light screen was projected in front of him.

In the light screen is a middle-aged woman in a white lab coat, and below it are the words 'Visual Communication Request'.

"Agreed", Hong Xiaobai hurriedly issued an order.

"Hello, Aunt Gasna. He greeted the lady in front of him.

"Long time no see, Xiaobai. Gasna, with her long silver-gray hair, smiled and observed Hong Xiaobai with red eyes.

"Your father just spoke to Senior Brother Caesar about the apostle you summoned last night, but considering that your apostle seems to be a woman, Senior Brother has entrusted this matter to me. ”

"What do you need our cooperation to do? Hong Xiaobai stroked Ba Mamei's smooth golden hair and asked in a deep voice.

"All you need is your apostle to come to the laboratory, cooperate with me to extract her cells, understand her current situation, and complete the body regeneration in about three days, of course..."

Gasna shrugged, "If you care more about her combat power, you can find a few alchemy guys to cooperate with us in the transformation." ”

"No," Hong Xiaobai frowned, "I'll go to your lab with Asami in the afternoon, I hope you can prepare." ”

"No problem, you're always welcome, end of communication". Jasna chuckled and hung up.

"Ba Asami, you....?" Hong Xiaobai, who hung up the communication, just wanted to say something, but found that Ba Asami's eyes were closed and she seemed to be asleep.

"I actually fell asleep, it seems that I am tired," Hong Xiaobai smiled bitterly, in an instant, you take her back to the room to sleep first, and I will stay here for a while. ”

"Yes, young master. He stood up in an instant, walked slowly in front of Hong Xiaobai, carefully took Ba Asami, bowed slightly to Hong Xiaobai, and then turned around and walked towards the door that stood behind him as abruptly as a random door.