After walking into the bathroom, Goethe took a quick shower, then wrapped himself in a bath towel and cooked instant noodles in the kitchen, adding two eggs and two sausages - the intestines were Goethe's initiative to Zod, who was convinced.
Boom, boom!
"Enter!"
There was a knock on the door, and Goethe spoke directly.
Zotte came in with a cart pushing two boxes of beef and a box of apple juice.
Each box of beef has a standard weight of 50Kg, which is just enough to give birth to two [Inferior Blood Crows].
Since the upgrade of [Crows], Goethe has been secretly feeding [Lesser Blood Crows] that can lodge on the [Ominous Call] statue. He had already accumulated 10 of them before, but as [Heart] reached 1
Later, there were 10 more crows. Goethe planned to continue to replenish, but it would not be full, but about 8 more. The remaining 0.1 share of [Heart] would be reserved for ordinary crows.
0.1 [Heart] is exchanged for 100 ordinary crows as eyes and ears, which is really a good deal.
As for apple juice?
Also useful.
"Your appetite is a bit scary."
"I eat more than 100 kilograms of meat a day."
"Is this the secret to your strength?"
Zotte couldn't help but ask.
"certainly."
Goethe nodded seriously.
Zotte immediately rolled his eyes, but then he noticed the injury at the corner of his eye. Immediately, the acting president of the Luteng City branch bared his teeth.
"hiss!"
"What's wrong?"
"I hit a corner."
"How can you hit a corner so perfectly? To be honest."
"My wife beat me."
The temporary acting branch president of Luteng City spoke without any complaints or anger on his face. He only had a sense of happiness...well, a sense of happiness that only belongs to middle-aged people.
Zotte said with a smile.
"My wife gave me an increase in pocket money."
"How much has it increased?"
Goethe, who was eating noodles, raised his head.
"300!"
"I now have 800 pocket money a month!"
“I’ll treat you to dinner next month!”
Zotte raised his head with indescribable pride.
"300? Well, not bad."
Goethe nodded. According to his original guess, Zot's wife would add 200 to Zot as the limit. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be 300. It seemed that Zot's wife was really a good person.
Of course, he must also have a bad temper.
Goethe glanced at the bruises at the corners of Zotte's eyes.
"My wife is very good. She is usually gentle and quiet. When she was in school, she was the president of our literary club. But after getting married, the daily consumption of rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea made her a little irritable - but this time
You can’t blame her, you should blame me. I was too stupid, had average abilities, and didn’t give her the life she deserved.”
Zotte sighed.
"You have worked very hard. According to your salary level, it is already higher than most ordinary people."
Goethe comforted him while drinking soup.
"It's different!"
"If according to you, my wife is very good-looking and surpasses most people, does she seem to be 'matched' with my current salary? But as I grow older, my salary is increasing, and
My wife's time has passed and she has turned into an ugly old woman. Does that mean she is trying to outdo me? Can I boss her around?"
"Not really."
"Money can be the foundation, but feelings transcend money."
"not to mention……"
"When my wife married me, I was very poor."
Zotte shook his head.
Goethe was slightly startled.
"It is precisely because she didn't dislike her in the beginning that she won you no regrets - love is so absurd and uninhibited, but it is absolutely true. It requires not only the oath of friendship in romance, but also mutual support in times of hardship.
…It’s very good, very complicated.”
He whispered to himself.
"What?"
Zotte didn't hear clearly.
"I said this is fate. Do you want to eat noodles?"
Goethe changed the topic.
"No, I'm here just to deliver meat to you. I still need to rush back - Huanghua City, the situation in Qiuhou City... is a bit complicated."
Zotte found a proxy but did not give any specific details.
The Interim Safety Committee Branch Chairman of Luteng City had a look of helplessness on his face.
The other party regarded Goethe as a friend and naturally wanted to tell Goethe more things, but due to discipline, he could not say more.
Goethe nodded in understanding.
"Hey, are you short of 'money'?"
Zotte glanced at the 'wall of money' that had been piled up again, and felt that something was missing.
"Yeah?"
"I didn't pay attention either."
Goethe said this, but he looked indifferent.
But in the bottom of my heart, I was silently thinking: The good luck gained by 700,000...
It's really extraordinary.
Zotte had no doubts about Goethe's words. The acting president of Luteng City waved his hand and walked out of the folk custom. He watched Zotte leave while Goethe washed the pots and dishes.
When he returned to the living room, Li Yuan was already back.
The female swordsman changed into a black sportswear and carried a sports bag in her hand. After seeing Goethe, her face turned slightly red.
However, when Goethe came over, the female swordsman had once again changed into her original cold and arrogant look.
"This is the weapon I promised you, stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint'."
The female swordsman looked businesslike.
"Thank you."
Goethe was more businesslike and took the sports bag without saying a word.
Inside were a small knife and a rope dart.
The knife probably looked like a fruit knife, and it was already rusty.
The rope dart consists of a rope more than four meters long, connected to a dart the size of an index finger.
[Pocket knife (damaged): It was originally a fruit knife. When a woman was violently threatened, it became a weapon of self-defense and stabbed the illegitimate descendant of the 'Mad King' to death...]
[Get Bloody Glory x1]
…
[Rope Dart: As one of the illegitimate descendants of the 'Mad King', the owner of the Rope Dart is diligent and hard-working, but he is a little impatient. When the basic skills are not solid enough, he mistakenly chooses the Rope Dart. He raises his hand and throws it out, shaking his hands.
As soon as he closed it, he hit himself in the throat...]
[Get Bloody Glory x1]
…
Goethe glanced at the two weapons.
He has been lucky recently and has not gone short.
As for the descendants of the ‘Mad King’?
Well, the same rice feeds all kinds of people.
There are good people and there are bad people.
Some are lucky, and some are unlucky, and 'long-distance' weapons such as muskets and darts seem to have a 'bad luck or death' judgment on the descendants of the 'Mad King'.
There were people who accidentally shot them before, and now there is another one who shoots himself.
emmm…
Goethe felt pity and accepted 2 [Bloody Honors].
"Anything found?"
The female swordsman asked immediately after seeing Goethe raising his head.
"No."
Goethe replied without changing his expression.
There was unconcealable disappointment on the female swordsman's face, and she said softly.
"It doesn't matter!"
"Although such weapons are rare, there are still a lot of them. As long as you collect them slowly, you can always come across the next one - maybe you will find something next time."
Before the female swordsman finished speaking, she found Goethe looking at her with a half-smile.
Suddenly, the female swordsman's face turned slightly red.
It's like the ice and snow are dyed with the morning sun.
"I'm not worried about you."
"I'm just afraid of affecting the deal between us."
The female swordsman said harshly.
"Have you had breakfast?"
Goethe did not reveal it, he just asked.
"No."
The female swordsman shook her head.
Although she left early, she spent most of her time bringing back these two weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint', and she had no chance to eat.
"I'll give it to you to eat."
Goethe said as he turned and walked into the kitchen.
The noodles are still instant noodles, there are still two eggs and one intestine.
"Thanks."
The female swordsman thanked her softly, then picked up her chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles.
Goethe didn't speak, let alone urge him. He turned back to the kitchen and took out juice from the refrigerator.
When the bowl of noodles was bottomed out, the female swordsman looked up and saw the juice handed over by Goethe.
Apple juice, her favorite.
"I saw you drinking apple juice last night, so I replaced everything in the refrigerator with apple juice."
Goethe said with a smile.
"Thanks."
The female swordsman thanked her again.
However, thanking you this time is different from before.
This time when I thanked him, my face turned red again.
Seeing Goethe smiling at her, the female swordsman couldn't help but feel her cheeks getting hot and her heart beat faster. In order to make herself normal, the female swordsman immediately said: "I received the news that the people from the Seven Kills Hall have left Huanghua City and Qiuhou City.
They evacuated without causing large-scale casualties. Although they destroyed a lot of places, they were not trying to intimidate or control the city, but were looking for something or something, but whether they found it or not is not yet certain."
"Something, something?"
"'Martial Saint'?"
Goethe frowned.
"Well, it should be related to Lord 'Martial Saint', but what it is, I can't know."
"and……"
The female swordsman also frowned slightly.
"After a hundred years, everything about the 'Martial Saint' should be investigated clearly, so there cannot be anything left outside, but the people of the 'Seven Killing Hall' suddenly took action against Huanghua, Qiuhou, and Luteng City.
They must have gotten some precise information and targeted these three cities - someone must have cracked the 'Heavenly Book' or certain pages in the 'Heavenly Book'?"
The pictures are complex and the words in my hometown are profound.
But if someone spends hundreds of years trying to crack it, it should be possible to crack part of it.
only……
Will the 'Mad King' record useful things in that 'Liu Bei's Diary'?
Goethe was a little unsure.
Who knows if "Mad King" might have caused Xiao Liu Bei to write too much and get a little bored, so he could write something really useful?
The female swordsman nodded aside.
Goethe thought the same as her.
"It is currently unclear whether the 'Seven Killing Hall' has found what it is looking for in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City. If not, the 'Seven Killing Hall' will definitely come to Luteng City in the next step."
"The Security Committee headquarters has sent out good personnel, but we should also be more vigilant."
"besides……"
"This is for you!"
As she spoke, the female swordsman took out a square seal about the size of a table tennis ball.
