Two hundred Poteos equals silver wolves.
Converted into kafka, it is about .
A little less.
But considering that this is the first time to get some free stuff, we should be content.
after all--
We have to give her time to go home and ask her family for money.
Russell took the money leisurely and then smiled at the black tower.
"Appreciate further details."
Old Cha's imaginary collapse is a perfect destructive weapon.
If we find a bomb-resistant person to be responsible for intercepting people and acting as a human guide, we can solve 99% of the problems.
Perhaps, the Black Tower does not actually have the ability to modify this thing... At the very least, there is no hope within three days.
But, unfortunately, Heita gave him money after all.
and so--
Let’s just assume for now that the final achievement of the investigation is deeply flawed.
anyway...
Am I making money too quickly?
To the point that his golden finger no longer issues any tasks to hook up with rich women?
Russell fell into deep thought.
[No, actually Black Tower and Ruan Mei both meet the requirements for launching the mission]
[I haven't been sending out tasks, mainly because I can't find any juniors or seniors around... I suspect they are avoiding me]
[Wait a minute, shall I set a trap? ]
The prompter said so.
so?
Russell seemed to understand everything and fabricated a hard drive. The design drawings he checked were too complicated and could not be explained clearly in the manual.
Then, with Heita looking a little stunned, he just threw it over.
"Hey, I haven't signed the confidentiality agreement yet and I still have the selective amnesia potion. Aren't you afraid that I'll leak it out?"
She took the hard drive and spoke to Russell.
"I don't think your taste would be so vulgar."
Russell smiled and replied.
Hearing this, Heita seemed like a proud heroine in an ancient drama. She crossed her arms over her chest and snorted with disdain, revealing a unique kind of arrogance.
"He's still got some class, at least thirty levels higher than that guy from the Ugly Club."
Russell: ?
His eyes couldn't help but widen a little.
I copied.
I gave you a chance, but you actually attacked me and said I was from the Ugly Club?
I didn't even tell you that there's something wrong with you, a shady girl who hides in the corner all day long, and you're talking about me?
He gritted his teeth in his heart. He was already calculating when to give this old woman another Black Crown Rotation. 990,000 Explosive Fists.
However, at this delicate moment, Russell's cell phone suddenly rang, and the sharp ringtone instantly pulled his thoughts back from the black tower.
Russell quickly picked up the phone, touched the screen with his fingertips, and pressed the play button.
"I'm lost."
Huang Quan's voice came from the other end of the phone.
There was an indescribable relief in his tone, as if he had expected such an ending from the beginning.
"That Buli was so fast that I lost it... After returning to Pier Point, I separated from Diamond and the others and got lost."
There was a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in her words. Then, she changed the subject.
"Would you like some tea?"
Brewing tea is naturally used to express gratitude.
Russell: “…”
He didn't know what expression to make for a moment.
Although there was no direct request for help, the implication was clearly conveyed directly.
Give your brother a hand.
"Okay, okay, get ready."
At this point, there is nothing more to say.
Russell opened his clairvoyance and injected in one breath an amount of imaginary energy that was enough to make a certain great lord curse his mother. The clairvoyance, which was originally not very effective, became like a Daigo insect reincarnated as a Daigo dragon, and became fascinating.
Not only did I see a faded guy wandering the street in a daze.
We also saw that Gold Dust and Poteo did not seem to have stopped their activities. They were both looking for someone trustworthy and willing to help in the next action, or for special props that could be effective.
One could even vaguely see Lei Dianying standing in front of the kitchen door with a serious and vigilant look on his face, watching Huang Quan using the company's finest ingredients to make special dishes.
——That is an image from the future.
No, what the hell is this dish that made Lei Dianyi hide aside and look at it as if it were a monster?
Russell's body shook violently.
Huang Quan's cooking skills are even more amazing than those in Lei's movies? ! !
[After all, thanks to Xu Wuxu, her sense of taste has deteriorated severely and she has basically lost the ability to cook.]
[Lei Dianying is just an ordinary person born in a world without the underworld]
The prompter said something that made Russell's pupils vibrate.
"Good guy."
Lei Dianying's position in the dark cuisine world has begun to depreciate, right?
This thing looks so scary when thrown out.
Just as Russell finished speaking, the space around him suddenly collapsed like a broken mirror.
The faded swordsman seemed to have traveled through a tunnel of time and space, appearing directly behind Russell like a ghost.
These girls standing at the crossroads can't tell the directions, but they can accurately feel the gazes of others, cut through the space, complete the pursuit and even counterattack.
Really outrageous.
"What's the good guy?"
Huang Quan held the long sword in his hand and skillfully completed a gorgeous sword-sheathing action. The blade returned to the sheath in an instant, and the whole process was as smooth as flowing water.
She looked back, her eyes revealing deep doubts about Russell's words.
"There's nothing much to say. When someone invites you to a dinner party later, remember to be alert."
Russell didn't know what to say, "Sister, please don't go into the kitchen." After thinking for a while, he said so.
“Is it possible that someone is not good at cooking?”
"Don't worry, my taste buds aren't very sensitive and I can't taste too many subtle differences. So even if my cooking skills are a little rusty, I can handle it."
However, Huang Quan just blinked when he heard this.
She seemed to have mistakenly thought that a dark master wanted to use her as a tool to test the food, and said this happily.
Russell: “…”
Is there a possibility that it is you that everyone is afraid of?
This guy really has no self-awareness at all.
Russell sighed in his heart, then turned to look at Heita and Ruan Mei and greeted them.
"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"By the way, how about confirming the drinking in three days?"
After saying this, he was about to run away with Huang Quan - as an excellent actor, of course he would work with Shajin and the others to determine the direction of subsequent activities.
"Well, have a good trip."
Ruan Mei's voice was extremely gentle.
"I'll come see you tomorrow night."
Heita had no idea that Russell was thinking about how to plot against him, he just thought that Russell had good taste, so his tone was somewhat intimate.
This scene was undoubtedly an unprecedented shock to the company's executives, and it even made them begin to doubt their lives.
Are Ruan Mei and Heita so easy to talk to?
No.
What Final Fantasy?
Huang Quan also showed a slightly surprised look.
Although her memory was a little unclear, she remembered the woman in the Black Tower who had a sense of pride and said, "It has nothing to do with you and it has nothing to do with me."
From the inside out, Ruan Mei gives people the feeling of a humanoid creature who is trying hard to imitate humans.
They were supposed to be cold and difficult to approach.
But, when they were with Russell, they all seemed to exude a happy feeling?
She landed in the reception room prepared by Sha Jin, but all that came to her mind was the scene of her meeting with the two Intellectual Envoys just now.
Looking back...
When we met before, the two girls who played games with him also seemed very beautiful.
This guy...
Why do I seem to be unexpectedly good at dealing with beautiful women?
This guy...
Could it be a Playboy?
She looked at Russell who was walking directly towards the gold dust, and suddenly felt a sense of horror for a woman who was described as looking very similar to herself.
"Who are you contacting?"
The man, whose true nature seemed to have been seen through by Huang Quan, slowly walked to the side of Sha Jin and Potio, asking questions back and forth.
"The generals of the Immortal Ship, the other individuals among the Sea Patrol Rangers, or... some armed forces that can force the Sea Patrol Rangers or the Immortal Ship army to gather?"
He guessed the group that was most likely to provide assistance to Shajin and Potio at this point in time.
Portio had a bullet in his mouth and was so shocked when he heard this that the bullet almost fell out of his mouth.
"My God... How did you know that? You are not a subordinate of Memory."
memory?
It sounds good.
but...
Judging from Hengjie's firm idea, it was highly likely that he would not receive any gift from any star god.
Even if a blessing is received, it will most likely be transformed into items or skills rather than a blessing that controls one's destiny.
Impressed.
Russell sighed inwardly, then gave a random answer to Portio.
