"Huh? It's "Panlong"! ”

Vicky's beautiful eyes lit up, and she stared at Mycroft with a pair of eyes, surprised and a little shy, wondering how Mycroft knew she loved?

The secret of her love had been known only to Walderberg and Milton, and had not been revealed to anyone else.

Especially in the past two days, she witnessed the popularity of "Panlong" sweeping the city, and she had the urge to buy. Especially since this is the work of the lord, I am even more curious and want to see it.

But unfortunately, she has a busy patrol and security mission, and there is only one Dalton Chamber of Commerce in the whole city to sell, plus the first release work as a newcomer, the price is low, resulting in a crowd of people who rush to buy it, and there is no queue at all.

Originally, she thought that she wouldn't be able to grab it in a few days, so she asked her relationship to get a copy, but someone happened to send it to her, which was not a surprise.

Vicky held the smooth cardboard cover, which was cold to the touch, but there was a warm current in her heart.

"Ha, Leitt is my good brother, and there is his autograph on it, I personally asked for it!" Mycroft smirked, and for the first time thought Rett was so useful.

"Really?" Vicky exclaimed again.

In this way, the "Panlong" in his hand is no longer ordinary, and it also has a certain collection value.

Hurriedly turning the pages of the book to check that it was correct, Vicky took a deep breath.

"Mycrof, this gift is too valuable, far more than the drink I invited you to drink in the first place." Vicky looked straight at Mycroft.

McCroft asked rhetorically, "Vicky, didn't you invite me to drink without giving me a gift?" ”

This question left Vicky speechless.

Playing with her long red hair, Vicky didn't twist it, and said with a hint of charm:

"Okay ~ McCroft. Tonight, when my patrol is over, if you have time, I will invite you to a fancy restaurant.

Of course, if you don't have time, you can not go. ”

Mycroft smiled and gave a gentlemanly salute: "Miss Vicky's invitation is a great honor. ”

"Huh."

Vicky gave a charming smile, gave a meaningful look, and turned away.

Mycroft glanced at Vicky's graceful back and touched her chin, filled with a long-lost feeling.

On the way back, it was like flying in the wind, and I always maintained a good mood.

Walking through the meadow at the edge of the forest, I listened to the chirping of cicadas.

The sunlight shone through the swaying branches, dappling on Mycroft's face.

The lawn was so soft that the birds were more innocent and lovely than ever, and Mycroft smiled and crumbled a handful of leftover bread from the morning, attracting a flock of birds to scramble for food.

He continued to walk slowly, preparing to return to the gravel path ahead, and return to the sub-fort to change into a handsome dress.

As he was enjoying a date for the night, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, but suddenly, Mycroft tripped over a mushroom under his feet.

He staggered, unsteady and threw himself forward. But another mushroom, oh no, this time he saw clearly, was a stone that haunted the earth element, vaguely mixed in with the haystack, and tripped him completely......

"Damn it, Rayter, it has to be you!" Mycroft fell to the ground. …

The sound of scolding sounded in the grass.

With an annoyed look on his face, Mycroft stood up with his hands on the grass, picked up his hat, and looked around with a pair of eyes:

"Reiter! Who else could it be if it wasn't you? Will play this boring little trick. ”

Rustle, rustle

In the sound of the branches and leaves, a familiar figure brushed aside the branches, walked out of the forest, crossed his hands in front of his chest, looked Mycroft up and down, shook his head, and said:

"Tut-tut, I think you walked too carelessly, and you can step on such an obvious stumbling block."

Mycroft was tidying up his slightly messy outfit, and he didn't have a good breath:

"Nonsense, you're a fifth-level magister, who can detect your spell casting fluctuations......"

Rett shrugged: "Really? But I only used the level of level three. I saw you get carried away, and the smile on the corner of your mouth just now is almost to the root of your ears......"

After that, he looked at Mycroft with a playful look: "I don't understand you yet?" What happened to you? Share it with me too. ”

McCroft's face turned red, "Ahem, it's nothing, it's just that the weather is pretty good today."

By the way, you... Give me another copy of "Panlong". ”

Reiter's face suddenly became strange, and he looked McCroft up and down: "Why do you want "Coiling Dragon" again?" Did you tell me personally, are you not interested, and would rather enjoy the scenery more than hold a book and read it all the time? ”

"Uhh

"So, I also want to thank you, my good brother Leiter, for the charm that your "Panlong" makes me feel, so give me another copy."

"Really?" A hint of suspicion flashed in Leiter's eyes, and when he looked at his old friend carefully, he always felt that something was not right.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that in the simulation, McCroft and Vicky seemed to be on the verge of coming together......

Many associations come to mind.

"You... You're not going to date Vicky just now, are you? Leiter asked strangely with a wink.

Mycroft's face changed suddenly, and his eyes widened slightly:

"You, how do you know? And we still have nothing, where did the date come from. ”

Suddenly realizing that something was wrong, Mycroft asked rhetorically, "Are you lying to me?" ”

Reiter suddenly realized, seeing that this guess is eight or nine is not far from ten, he pretended to be profound: "My subordinates have talked to me before, and your relationship is not ordinary.

However, this is a good thing, you have been single for so many years, and long-term self-reliance is not an option......"

Mycroft was stunned for a moment, looked at Reiter's malicious smile, and suddenly reacted, and said angrily: "Die on the side!" ”

Then, as if remembering something, Mycroft quickly calmed down, and said helplessly:

"Well, I'll be honest. It was Vicky who liked it, so I gave her the Panlong you gave me. But then again, your book is completely popular in Dark Eagle City, and it is estimated that it will not take long to detonate the entire southwest border.

And many of your subordinates are also obsessed with "Panlong" and want to worship the masterpieces of their lordship......"

Leiter showed a look that he had expected, and said lightly: "Please rest assured, I have already arranged it, and everyone under my command will have my "Panlong", and it will be paid along with their salary at the end of the month." ”…

"Well, I'm glad I sent it ......early," McCroft thought to himself.

He looked at Leiter, and the corners of his mouth curled: "That's right, you should be like me, care more about your colleagues, I just distributed that copy of "Panlong" for you in advance, so you have to give me a new copy." ”

"Like you?" Rett glanced at Mycroft, "Alright then, I'll give it to Vicky myself next time." ”

McCroft:.

Jokes aside, as a good friend of the other party, LETTE sincerely congratulates Mycroft on ushering in the first spring.

After a brief conversation, Mycroft hurried back to the Vice-Fort.

Reiter walked again to a secluded place in the woods and sat down cross-legged.

Taking advantage of the relatively calm time, I tried to comprehend the mystery.

He didn't have the talent bonus of Condensation Mystery, so he could only hope that the comprehension of the Scattered Mysteries would deepen, which would prompt him to clear the fog.

The yellow sand is all around.

Leiter held his breath and concentrated, trying to spread his spiritual power evenly, perceiving as much as possible the trajectory of the laws in the elemental ocean.

Gradually, LETT became immersed in it and could not extricate himself.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Leiter sat in his room, closing his eyes and feeling the mystery of the surroundings, and he actually had a different feeling in his heart.

He opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and went to the window to think:

"The perception is too shallow, although there have been small gains in the past three months, but it is not verifiable, and the mystery of the scattering is almost standing still.

However, as long as it is progress, it is a good thing. At today's level, these few perceptions may be able to cause qualitative changes......"

Long retreats require relaxation.

Lei Te gently patted the books on the desk, which were the first to sixth parts of Panlong, each with an average of 500,000 to 600,000 words each.

Today, there are actually only three volumes released by the public, and as for the remaining three volumes, when LT and Carlton last discussed, they planned to release them at the end of the year, so as to whet readers' appetite.

But it won't work if it's delayed for too long, it will consume the reader's enthusiasm, and secondly, it will waste the time cost of Leitt - he can't only copy one book, an excellent copyist must copy a few more......

"Sir, President Carlton has come to visit you, waiting in the lobby on the first floor."

Sveta's voice came from outside the room.

Leiter already sensed it, and replied lightly: "Wait a minute, I'll go down immediately." ”

"Understood, I'll reply." Sveta responded.

Tidying up in front of the mirror, Rett left the room leisurely.

Carlton waited in the lobby, wearing a loose coat and white bloomers on the bottom, which looked rather bloated but obscured his fat figure. Seeing Leitt's figure appear from around the corner, his eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Count Reiter, your temperament is as calm as ever." Carlton said with a smile.

"Hehe, President Carlton, you don't have to be polite to me, what are you looking for me today?" Reitt smiled back and walked to the table as he spoke.

Carlton opened a chair for Retra and said: "It's still related to "Panlong", thanks to you, there are too many people looking for us to cooperate with us all over the country now, and there is an endless stream of people who come to visit every day. …

However, please rest assured that we are responsible for helping you issue and operate, and there are few institutions that can compare with us in terms of long-term returns.

At present, it is the stage of accumulating fame and brewing popularity, and there is no advertisement yet. But by the end of the year, it is estimated that it will be about the same, and by that time, the income will be able to reach a new level. ”

Reiter listened and nodded, not commenting.

Carlton was intrigued and continued: "Now that the southwest border is completely covered, the next step is the royal city. And then it radiates the whole country from Wangcheng.

I heard from the people above that the books in Wangcheng are almost finished, and it won't be long before they go on sale! ”

Leiter took a sip of the hot fruit tea, swallowed a sweet mouthful, and said:

"President Carlton, since I have chosen to cooperate with your Daoton Chamber of Commerce, I naturally have great trust in your strength.

If "Panlong" does a good job for me, then... In the second work, I still have the possibility to consider you ......"

"What's next?" Carlton's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Please rest assured, you are now our top customer, and you can feel free to ask for any requests." ”

"Oh? Any request can be made casually? Leiter put down his teacup and smiled meaningfully.

Carlton's expression froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "Well, if Count Rett needs it, please just let me know, and I will do my best to meet it." ”

Leiter thought thoughtfully: "Well, there is a request, but it shouldn't be difficult for you......"

Carlton took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Count Ret, please say, our Daoton Chamber of Commerce has a deep background, and we will definitely find a way to satisfy you." ”

In this regard, Leiter did not feel that the other party was trusted, as the cooperation between the two deepened, he learned not long ago that the family behind Carlton was actually one of the elders of the Daoton Chamber of Commerce, and there were elders in the clan who held high positions in the Chamber of Commerce and held important positions.

"I want to know about a legend that has existed for a long time—the history of the Fish-Man." Rett stared straight at each other.

Just knowing the historical information, this made Carlton breathe a sigh of relief, the Daoton Chamber of Commerce has a rich collection of ancient books, some unknown mysteries, also included, stored in the Chamber of Commerce, Carlton through the elders of the family to learn about this.

He replied seriously: "Please rest assured, I will definitely collect this information when I go back, you have found the right person when you look for me, and if you change to the president of other ordinary chambers of commerce, you may not be able to do this for you." ”

"Thank you very much."

Carlton nodded: "You're welcome, but I take the liberty of asking, what does Count Rett know about the history of the Fish-Man?" ”

"I'm looking for inspiration for my work, and I'm interested in these kinds of bizarre legends!" Reiter said with a smile, taking out the excuse he had thought of a long time ago.

"I see!" Carlton was convinced.

"By the way, I also want to know the secret about the resurrection of the dead......"

Leiter suddenly popped out another sentence, causing Carlton's pupils to shrink.

His eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "Resurrection of the dead?" Are you looking for some resurrection from the dead? ”

"No, it's the real rumors, secrets, and so on about the resurrection of the dead." Leitt's eyes were like the depths of the sea, staring straight at Carlton.

"It's... I'm afraid it's too difficult, I've never heard the secret that the dead can be resurrected. Carlton gasped and felt incredulous, "This is also looking for inspiration?" ”

"That's right, President Carlton can do his best." Leiter took out a thin notebook from his arms and slapped it on the desk, "Help me do these two things, especially the second one, this book will ask you to cooperate!" ”

Carlton was stunned, and looked down at the strange book that was crooked in front of him, which read—Blasphemy!

2-in-1, long wait

The words of thanks are in the "Writer's Words".

By the way, there are much fewer follow-up plots, which can be used as a tool and will not be repeated like before