Chapter 189: You Just Said To Add Money?
Oh no, I'm not going to bump into any innocent spirit creatures!
Su Lin drove the quantum motorcycle from the spirit world to reality, and swallowed a mouthful of foam with palpitations.
He parked his motorcycle and rushed inside, ignoring the black smoke around the fireplace.
"Hold on! The doctor is here! β
Zhongli and Klein looked at the flickering white light in the black smoke, and there was a wail of the red angel's evil spirit and Su Lin's slightly hurried puzzled voice in their ears.
"Why is the healing technique useless?!"
"Is it useless to embrace the Holy Spirit? Why is the state even worse! β
"Wait, brother, don't worry, I know you're in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, let me try again."
A faint red glow that symbolized resistance and indomitable flashed, but it was covered in white light for a moment.
"Brother believe me, I have no ill intentions! It's weird, why don't you call JIO the ambulance."
The corners of Crane's mouth twitched a little, you put light spells on an evil spirit, and if you go on like this, poor Sauron. Ainhorn. Medici is about to be purified.
"Stop." Crane said as he dispersed the black ash.
Zhongli came to the quantum motorcycle, looking at the motorcycle that could enter and exit the spirit world with great interest, after Su Lin took out the motorcycle with a strong sense of technology next to his body, and then disappeared from view in the blink of an eye.
The slender body has smooth lines, delicate feel and fine craftsmanship, and the details are carefully considered, and that part of the body seems to be called the fuel tank. The strong aura of divine power can also be driven by energy sources other than traditional fuels, I don't know how much money can I buy?
There are so many interesting things in the heavens and worlds.
"Zhongli, take your shield." Su Lin shouted, "He's stuck in the shield." β
In order to prevent too much movement, Zhongli put a shield on the detached house.
"So that's your confidence." The Red Angel Evil Spirit was a little weak, and he staggered to his feet against the broken wall, but even then he remained calm:
"Very well, your situation with Zarathu and Amon has been reversed."
"It's a lot more chaotic than I thought it would be, and it's very interesting."
['What's going on in the mind of the seven gods?' How did these two guys get in from the stars? β
Before the end of the day, two stowaways entered. β
Find a way to escape and get the attention of the Seven Gods or the fallen Creator. β
'Would it be like this with my faith in the true Creator?' β
'Shut up! Medici, have you sacrificed your brain to the fallen Creator? Your Lord coming here will not necessarily save you. β
If only there was a way to divide you, they seem to be targeting you, your descendant, and that thing under Bansey. β
'If I go to hell, I'll drag the two of you together, we've been friends for thousands of years. β
'Phew! ''You idiot! βγ
"Sorry dude, make up for it." Su Lin took out a Sequence Five Hunter trait from the loot of his previous attack on the Fusak Airship Team: "Let's ask you for some information, don't worry, leave after asking." β
"Hehehe." Sauron. Ainhorn. Medici just smiled and didn't say much, at this time, too much talk is bound to be lost, as a hunter needs to think about his current situation, the current situation is obvious, he is the prey.
"We need information about the City of Calamity that has polluted you, and how to enter it if we touch it." Zhongli stepped forward, each step reinforcing the surrounding seal to cut off contact with the outside world.
"Is this a deal?" Sauron. Ainhorn. Medici asked, he didn't reach out to take the extraordinary trait in Su Lin's hand, he still had a choice, self-dissipation.
"You can think so." Su Lin said, "In exchange, we can tell you about the whereabouts of a certain conqueror trait. β
"And to make sure you can walk out safe and sound, of course, we will do something to prevent you from leaking secrets."
The Red Angel Evil Spirit didn't reply to Su Lin and Zhongli first, but instead looked at Klein and asked with a smile, "So, what deal did you make with them?" Fort Source? β
"I want to think about it." Klein touched his chin and said frankly, "Two copies of Level 0 seals." β
"Hell, do you really believe it?" The Red Angel Evil Spirit scolded and said sarcastically: "I can find a level 0 seal even if I work hard, this is simply a cheap coolie price, why don't I add some money and you can directly help me get back that conqueror trait?" β
Add money
Add money
Add money
Su Lin's eyes lit up, and he asked happily, "How much do you add?" β
β.β The Red Angel Evil Spirit didn't know how to answer for a while.
Klein sighed with some emotion, it was really tiring to deal with this kind of person who played tactics, and at this time, he didn't forget to indirectly sow discord and create a gap.
Of course, from a normal point of view, he was right in doing this, and the two gods who didn't know the details of what they were planning must be a lot of things. I may not have turned against these two, but after He said it so clearly, some things will not be as easy to cooperate with as they are now.
Unfortunately, the truth was far from what He had in mind.
"And a friendship." Klein smiled and added, "So it's a friendship price." β
At this time, Zhongli, who was standing on the side, said to the Red Angel Evil Spirit: "The influence of the things behind the gate of Banxi Port on you is still there, maybe you can't feel it now, but as your strength gradually recovers, that pollution will come back sooner or later." β
"It's better to leave this matter to us, and no matter what, your situation will not be worse than it is now."
"That's an interesting statement." The Red Angel Evil Spirit was silent for a while after speaking, and the three personality spirits in his body exchanged several times, and finally he sneered: "That's right, the situation will not be worse than now." β
He took a copy of the Sequence 5 Reaper's extraordinary properties from Su Lin's hand and devoured it, and his weakened state improved a little, turning from a candle in the wind to an oil lamp in the screen.
"My unformed seed has also been affected, and he is far worse off than I am."
Without hesitation, Medici sold his descendant.
Medici's entire family has been contaminated by Calamity, and the higher the sequence, the greater the impact, even if Medici has already fallen once, the effect is still lurking.
Just like the current Russell the Great, pollution from high positions is not so easy to solve.
After getting the relevant information, Su Lin didn't care how much false news was mixed with the information, maybe it was nine percent true and one percent false, but it didn't get in the way.
It doesn't matter how much this old hunter is hiding, just leave it to Klein and Zhong to analyze.
"George III gave a copy of the Sequence 1 Conquistador's trait to the Witch Cult, and you can start with that." Su Lin informed the Red Angel Evil Spirit of the news, and then worked with Zhongli to impose some restrictions on him.
"Tsk, Loftus-Cheek is already planning." The Red Angel smashed his mouth in displeasure, these short words had already revealed a lot of information, and the primordial witch Chick began to want to retract the high-level characteristics of the adjacent path.
"May I go?"
He felt that the confinement around him had been touched, and now He could enter the spirit realm.
"Please." Zhongli stretched out his hand to gesture.
Without lingering, the Red Angel vanished in the vortex of flames, only to take one last deep look at Crane and the machine that had just knocked him away.
The Red Angel Evil Spirit roamed quickly in the spirit realm, and a familiar rumbling sound came from behind.
He stopped, and the surrounding spirit creatures had already actively avoided leaving a vacuum.
"Do you regret it?" His eyelids jumped, and the extremely fast machine came to a halt less than two meters in front of him.
"No, I'll leave you a contact information." Su Lin drove the quantum motorcycle that he was gradually familiar with, turned his head, turned his back to the red angel evil spirit, and said:
"The price is right, I'll help you get the Conquistador's trait back."
"Hehe, that trait may have been sacrificed to Chick, are you going to find Chick?" The Red Angel Evil Spirit took this as a joke, and the existence in front of him would not easily start a war with Chick.
"It's not impossible." Su Lin paused and said seriously: "You have to add money." β
A three-stage message of honorific names was transmitted to the red angel evil spirit, and the buzzing sound sounded again, and Su Lin rode this motorcycle to leave a straight white light in the spirit world.
The Red Angel Evil Spirit frowned and left in one direction again.
['Sauron, Einhorn, what else do you two have to take out and put together?' β
'Isn't Einhorn's son quite competitive, and he asked Forsak to make a confession?' β
'Hehe, merging with the two of you will tarnish Einhorn's glory, and they'll purify me directly. β
'Let's find a way to get rid of the marks on my body first! βγ
Inside a magnificent palace above the gray mist.
"All the preparations are almost done." Klein thought about it in his heart for a moment, and looked at Su Lin and Zhongli: "I'll leave the rest to you." β
The aura of the gray mist enveloped Su Lin and Zhongli, and Crane tried to give the two of them basic permissions.
He pulls out a piece of the extraordinary characteristics of the Audience Pathway Sequence 4 Manipulator, while letting go of his own psychic island.
"How about I say I'm implanting a subconscious in you at this time to refuse to eat sweets?" Su Lin glanced at this extraordinary characteristic and asked on a whim.
"Kill me." Klein replied without hesitation.
Didn't you know that sweets can relieve stress? You devil!
ββββββββ
Crane was writing quickly with a rather dull, quaint quill in his hand, and he had only a minute.
"0-08" Al Suhod's pen, the story written will definitely be staged.
[George III intends to use this speech to fish out all the enemies who want to destroy his ritual, but if everything goes well and nothing happens, then he will also take the opportunity to take the potion of food, open the hole cards, and impact the god rank. γ
[After all, there are too many unknowns in the future, and it will not be insured either, and his current preparations are complete and proper enough. γ
"It's a very reasonable development."
After writing this last sentence, Klein no longer maintained this false historical projection, he took a breath, his spirituality was more than expected, no, it should be that the consumption of 0-08 is not too big, I can even hold on for a while.
"But it's too tiring to do this, and the consumption is a bit big, but it's acceptable." After staring for a moment, Crane folded the piece of paper and tucked it into his pocket, "I hope it helps." β
He was unable to write about the immediate fall of George III, which would have attracted the attention of Amon and his brother.
"I'm going to give it to Will. It's terrible for Ensettin to buy ice cream, and it's too dangerous for Beckland right now, or else." Klein then shook his head: "Be honest." β
β¦β¦
Beckland on Saturday, December 3rd, 1350.
The sky was gray and foggy, and both the weather and the situation were oppressive.
Although this year's weather is not as thick as last year's haze and pungent smell, the harsh factors accumulated in the past, as well as the geographical environment and climate characteristics, determine that Beckland's environmental management can not achieve great results overnight.
A similar situation is bound to exist for a long time.
"Nine pounds in total, Mr. Mora." The waiter bowed down at the front desk and said.
"Recorded in Earl Hall's account." Zhongli picked up the scented hot towel on the side and wiped his hands, "The price has increased again?" β
"Well, vegetables are up by a fifth, meat is up by a sixth, and wheat is up by a quarter." The waiter took out a slip and put it on the table: "Please sign it." β
"Miss Lucia hasn't come to work yet?" Zhongli asked.
"Her brother is dead, and I'm afraid he won't come to work during this time." The waiter hesitated and said, "We have another new pastry chef." β
Zhongli was silent for a moment and said, "Next time." β
Nightingale Tavern
Elsa is settling the books, and during this time the business is sluggish, and the boss does not allow layoffs.
The shop had been in deficit for two weeks, and the fighting on the front was becoming more and more urgent, and she was supposed to be involved in some special operations as a direct subordinate of Mr. Delenn.
But since Mr. Delenn returned that day, his attitude towards the boss has become more and more respectful, and can even be described as humble
"No one came to spend it for two weeks in a row."
An unfamiliar voice rang out.
"Huh?!" Elsa tensed up and then gradually relaxed, she took a breath and said, "Yes, there are no guests during this time. β
"You're back from the Southern Continent."
Bang dang bang
"What are these?"
Elsa saw the boss who suddenly appeared pour out a lot of gold coins and gold jewelry from a bag that resembled a magical item, as well as some gems inside.
"The materials donated by the members of the Kind Rose School are all good people."
Su Lin put away the storage bag and ordered, "Keep some of it for daily maintenance, and donate the rest to Dawn for me. DantΓ¨s's charitable foundation. β
"Where's the men?"
He glanced at the financial details on the table and saw that a few names were missing.
"They were drawn to the conscription and went to war." Elsa sighed, and she saw Su Lin walking out, "Do you want to find Mr. Delen, who is attending the King's recruitment speech in Memorial Square today." β
"It's okay, I'm just coming back to listen to the King's speech." Su Lin waved his hand and said without looking back.
Coming to the street, Su Lin walked silently with the flow of people, and more and more people walked out of the alley, from the house, and from the street where they were.
These people are dressed as gentlemen, or in dark dresses, sweaters, jackets, and trousers.
They are like drops of water that converge into a dark-toned stream that weaves together into a majestic torrent at the entrance to the square.
The torrent of black pressure rushed slowly, flooding the square.
Su Lin looked around, his gaze sweeping over the faces of these people.
Numbness, sadness, pain, anger...
There is a different feeling in his heart, he is like a spectator and a participant, he can touch and leave, and he can get out at any time, and the roots of these people are here.
Su Lin calmly walked through the gap in the flow of people to the center of the square, and he looked at the center of the high platform, where the king in a ceremonial dress stepped out of the curtain and was about to start his speech.
Zhongli was invited by Earl Hall and a group of nobles to come to the high platform not far from the high platform to observe King George III's speech up close, and he looked down and met Su Lin's gaze.
On the gray-white stone pillar in the center of the square, a horn connected to the cable painted with dark blue oil paint made a rustling sound, and after a moment it turned into a deep voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your Emperor, Ruler of Rune, East Bailang, and Rorsted, George. Augustus III. β
Audrey turned around, and the figure of the Pope had disappeared at some point. She looked ahead again, and George III was giving an emotional speech.
The undercurrent has begun to surge, and judgment is coming.
(End of chapter)