The next morning, he went to the decomposition room, and before entering, he looked at the thick wooden bulletin board next to him to see if there was any message. He saw a new note nailed to it with a screwdriver: "I forgot to tell you that the incinerator is closed on Sundays and the entire staff is off. Rest well. There is still big work waiting for Monday. On the ballast."

Xi Ke was quite concerned about whether there was anything to eat in the kitchen during the holidays.

Now that they were all standing in front, Xi Ke took the opportunity to flip through the old announcements on the bulletin board. It seems that the announcement here has never been sorted out, otherwise it is just a matter of tearing some up casually and pasting a new one. Announcements were posted from last week to 30 years ago.

From the announcement, you can see some of the past situation. Xi Ke saw an announcement that said, "Welcome Tea Party for New Employees...... Location: Orange tabby with eyeliner, white breast, white socks, short tail, moderate physique, cat sitting and washing face, front room. P.S. Ask the veteran staff not to tell them the answer, let them find it themselves. There are also birthday parties for specific work partners, and there are also jishu seminars.

Nick saw a notice that read: "Due to protests from residents of the new furnace site, the relocation plan has been suspended. The furnace will continue to be used until the consultation with the residents of the area is completed. 」

After that, the negotiations apparently never ended, and the Fourth Incinerator will still be in this place, continuing to suffer from the protests of the residents of this place.

Nick rummaged around, and he found a yellowed notice that read: "Embezzlement of garbage is prohibited from now on, and violators will be severely punished." Since this provision was added by way of public announcement, it means that this is not the rule that existed here from the beginning. Xi Ke continued to flip through and found an announcement that the employees had gathered the garbage for repairing the haode and was ready to send it to the charity sale. Sure enough, at the earliest time, it was not a violation of the rules of practice to repair and reuse garbage.

According to Brook's experience, public agencies only change their work practices when things are important. I don't know what happened back then to suddenly ban garbage recycling. For announcements that coincided with the time of the ban, Xi Ke only found some content such as "the schedule of mental health examinations for all employees", and there was no clue. Wick doesn't think the problem is as simple as "it's about the manufacturer's income", and he doesn't think that a place with a cluster of mages will be afraid of being haunted.

The rest of the announcements are made up of workflows. Xi Ke sighed as he propped his hands on the plank. He originally wanted to ask Xiao Ballast about the spirit, but it turned out that Xiao Ballast didn't know if he was still in the park. Xi Ke looked down and thought for a moment, and decided to go to the registration room to find clues.

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Rick walked to the door of the registration room and put his hand on the doorknob. There was a prickly sensation in his palm. It's not caused by static electricity, this vague touch sensation is spell energy. Lockpicking was only used here not so long ago. Crack opened the door and saw a wide-brimmed hat full of gauze and cloth flowers, so he opened the door entirely, took off his shoes immediately, and threw them at the hat.

The man in the room, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a long ornate fur coat, crouched in the middle of a drawer that had been dragged out of the floor, with his back to Rick. There was a broken mountain of locks lying at your feet. He instinctively sensed a murderous aura coming from behind, and wanted to jump up and dodge, but he tripped over the drawer at his feet, and although he managed to dodge his shoes, he also fell firmly on the top of the drawer pile.

The drawers are all made of metal, and of course the east and west corners of the public organs are not rounded, and it looks painful.

"What's this—shoes? Not poisonous weed bombs?" the man in the wide-brimmed hat swam in the drawer pile for three seconds before he managed to get to his feet, and with his silky gloved hands, he held the shoes to about the height of his face, and then threw them back to Rick, "It's time for you to change your shoes, heels are all smiling. This man was dressed in exaggerated costumes, which people of this era would not even wear to banquets, but could only wear them to a cross-dressing party with a related theme.

"Master isn't even worth dealing with a poisonous weed bomb. A girl with a long black tail sat on a chair next to the magic table. Her legs crossed from her thighs, and the angle of the leg above lifted slightly, leaving the mysterious triangle below in an ambiguous state that seemed to be visible but not visible. She wears a pullover one-piece sweater skirt and a long black trench coat. A long thick black hair is coiled in the shape of a flower on the left side of the head. It was remarkable that she could strike such a bewitching posture on that long, short, and short-legged chair without falling.

These two men are Naimo and Lisna. The former is Xike's former roommate in the Dark Academy, and the latter is the former's envoy, and the breed is the Charm Demon.

After the Night Order was over, Namo devoted himself to a cause that would make him wanted again. He is a black market mage who specializes in businesses that are not allowed by the government. Just like the social laws that Seeck is currently experiencing, people who break the law are always richer, so Nemo is richer than Wick.

"What are you looking for again?" Rick put his shoe back on, surprised at the opening under the shoe that had become larger.

"Well—" Namo stretched out an index finger and lifted his chin in a smug look. He looked like he was about to say something very great, but suddenly, like a deflated ball, his head bowed, his fingers bent back, and he whispered, "You'll laugh or not." 」

This kind of statement was only heard from Xiao Zhen yesterday, which made him even more curious: "What is it? If you say it, I will consider seeing if I want to let you go." 」

"No, I won't say that. It was really-well, I don't know how to describe it, but I was dumbfounded when I knew it was 'that thing.' Namo stopped talking, took off his hat and squeezed it with both hands.

"Are you sure you won't say it?" Rick pulled out his sacrificial knife and threatened Namo.

Namo put his hat on with one hand and drew his sacrificial knife with the other. The hilt of his sacrificial sword was seventeen demons trampling on top of each other, and the wavy blades shone brightly, just as striking as his clothes. Naimo said, "Don't say, don't say, never say. You'll think I'm an idiot. 」

"You've been an idiot for a long time. Rick growled.

"I think it's a bit wrong this time!" said Namo, shaking the sacrificial sword.

Lisina pressed her left index finger to the middle of her lower lip, and then moved diagonally along the lip flap to the left side of her chin, "Master, you'd better avoid conflict with Lord Rick. You're a useless waste right now, and although the disadvantages are the same, Lord Xike can still beat you like a punching bag, but you can't. 」

"What is it?" asked Rick, raising his sacrificial knife horizontally, frowning.

"Oh. This place is designed to devour spell energy. If you think about it, this place burns so much magical garbage every day, and it will definitely release a lot of free energy, and if that energy is not processed, there will definitely be problems. Namo stretched out his hands, "So the entire park here will be devoured with spell energy, and the spell structure will soon collapse, and the mage's moves will have no effect here." 」

Rick raised an eyebrow. He knew that the previous spells would be ineffective. He sneered and said, "So you can't escape through the wall either. Forget about other spells, but the duration is greatly shortened, and there is a danger of getting stuck in the middle of the wall in this environment, and if you fail badly, your body will even stick to inorganic matter, which will kill people, so you can't use it at all.

Namo covered his mouth and said, "Ah, I don't think I should have said it. 」

Actually told such a crucial thing to Nick, although Nick usually thinks that Naimo's thinking is very problematic, but today his IQ seems to have dropped dramatically.

"Master, you're an idiot. People think this time it's a big difference. Lisna rolled her eyes and took a purple ball from her coat pocket and smashed it on the ground. The ball, like a balloon filled with water, burst on the ground. The purple liquid inside quickly evaporated, emitting a large amount of pungent purple smoke, which filled the entire room at once.

Xike's eyes couldn't be opened, tears and snot flowed, and he coughed so violently that he could barely stand, but it was only getting harder and harder to breathe. Even if he heard Naimo's cough and Lisina leave the room with the sound of Lisina's footsteps, he couldn't catch up. There was no way to pull him out, so he had to crawl out by himself. He touched the walls and moved, and even when he got out of the registration room, his eyes still couldn't open, and he crawled until the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and he could barely open his eyes when he went outside. He wiped his face with herbs and chewed them in his mouth, coughing until his lungs ached, and he was finally able to breathe normally.

It takes some time for the poisonous gas in the registration room to naturally decompose into a non-toxic gas. Xi Ke recognized the purple ball, and choking on that thing would not cause harm except for people with fragile respiratory systems, but it was still very uncomfortable.

Rick walked along the wall on the grass without grass. From time to time, he wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, and his throat was also very sore, hoping that the wind would make him feel better.

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White smoke comes out of your mouth when you exhale during this season.

From a distance, Xi Ke saw the old man sweeping the floor. The way he swept the floor had no effect on the ground, and the fallen leaves kept slipping through the gaps in the sparse bamboo broom, remaining in place after the broom had been swept away.

Rick walked over to the old man and stopped at a distance of forty centimeters. The old man swept the floor by himself, not noticing Xi Ke at all.

"Old man?" cried Rick.

The old man didn't react and continued to sweep the floor, and Rick wasn't even sure if he saw the leaves slipping away.

"Old man!" shouted Rick with his hands to his lips and a cup.

It took five seconds for the old tree spirit to raise his head, and with a slow rotation of ten degrees per second, he first looked to the left, where no one was there, and then turned to the right where Xi Ke was. He stared at Syk for three seconds, then finally responded, "Ahhh The old man grinned and bared his dentures, and continued to sweep the floor.

"Sir, someone is setting off tear gas in the registration room, don't go there for the time being. Rick said.

The old man didn't react, and he didn't ask who had set off the tear gas. Rick stood there and continued to wipe away his tears, when suddenly the old man began to speak: "I have been here for thirty-five years - this is the first time - I have seen a young man like you - perhaps only such a person will appear - you will not be seen in a place of harmony - "