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Chapter 58 The Pragmatist

Bailey and Bader walked side by side downstairs. Both of them felt extremely depressed. After stopping for a moment, they moved forward again. They were completely relieved when they left the residential building and came to the noisy street.

tone.

The previous heavy feeling of caring about the teacher was gone. Bailey took a big breath and muttered words like "I'm not dead".

Badr on the side finally let down his guard. The experience just now was considered a huge pressure for him.

Teda was their teacher, but the Secret War changed too many people, and their familiar teacher was also changed.

No one knows what kind of effect the questioning between the two people just now will have. Maybe TEDA really went crazy and raised his hand to kill the two people?

A figure had been waiting on the street for a long time. When he saw the two people appearing, he also came over and asked.

"How about it?"

"As expected, the teacher is a stubborn person. He says he will listen to our suggestions, but in fact his mind has never wavered," Bailey said.

Today's visit was ostensibly to persuade TEDA, but in reality it was to spy on intelligence.

"His condition is very bad. He has completely turned into a fanatic, no different from the lunatics of the Monks of Truth." After Baili calmed down, she leaned against the wall and continued.

"Yes, the teacher is already trapped." Badr also confirmed.

When the visitor heard this answer, he couldn't help but feel a headache. This was the worst situation for the situation.

"Fortunately, the teacher should not be so vigilant yet. He should treat tonight's incident as a matter of students to care about the teacher, rather than the surveillance of the Order Bureau."

Bailey said to the man, and then thanked him.

"Thank you, Yas. Without you here, we really wouldn't dare to act so rashly."

"It's nothing, this is within my responsibilities," Yas's eyes flashed, "Besides, I also want to use your hands to test TEDA."

Bailee and Badr were not the only ones to visit TEDA tonight. For safety reasons, Bailie also called Yas. As the authority bearer of the Origin School, he was very restrained from TEDA's fantasy creations.

As long as all the ether in the forbidden area is blocked and the support of ether is lost, no matter how crazy the fantasy is, it will be just an illusion.

Therefore, when Bailey and Teda got together, Yas stayed downstairs, locked the room, and was ready to activate the secret power at any time.

Bailey walked to a bench on the street and sat down. Badr and Yas also followed, one to the left and one to the right.

After carefully sorting out the thoughts in her mind, Bailey raised her head to look at Yas and asked him.

"You suspect that the teacher is related to the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, don't you?"

"The sixth group is currently tracking down the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, but in addition to the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, during our investigation, we discovered another mysterious existence."

Yas did not directly answer Bailey's words, but talked about the cause of the incident.

"We tracked down several Sublimationists, and they all mentioned a guy who claimed to be a delusional person. The delusional person sold a large amount of alchemical weapons to these people in exchange for mammon coins. Some of them were also instructed by the delusional person.

, to get involved in some action.”

"What does this have to do with teacher?"

"Through a lot of investigation, we found that the delusional man's activity can be traced back to a few years ago, but since the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce appeared in the Great Rift, this guy disappeared out of thin air."

Yas's voice lowered. He knew the importance of TEDA in the hearts of the two of them, but the more this happened, the more things had to be made clearer.

"Instead of trading with these ordinary condensers, why not trade directly with the tyrant's followers to obtain a large amount of Mammon coins? And Mammon coins are magical...

Pay taxes to the tyrant and gain the power to make wishes.”

As Yas told her story, a bad suspicion arose in Bailey's mind. She wanted to refute something, but she understood that what Yas said was right.

"Except for TEDA, I can't think of anyone in the Great Rift who can produce such a large amount of alchemical weapons, and besides TEDA, I can't think of anyone who would be so eager for Mammon coins to make a wish," Yas said.

“Fantasy come true.”

At this time, Badr murmured, his voice was like a curse.

"Are TEDA sure you want to do this?" Yas's voice became stern.

"He is a pure creation of fantasy, what do you think? And the teacher has been studying 'fantasies come true' a long time ago." Bailey found that the situation had become a bit tricky.

Each occult school has its own specialties that the school is good at. For example, the control school can further distinguish between the ruler and the dominated object, and the origin school is good at mastering various ethereal techniques.

The School of Illusion also has a mysterious power, which is "fantasies come true".

Fantasy creations can create illusory entities and control these entities to fight, but these are ultimately illusory creations composed of ether. As time goes by, the ether in them will collapse, taking the fantasy creations with them.

For this reason, fantasy creations have a time limit, but "Fantasy Come True" is different, it can turn fantasy creations into real entities.

From illusion to reality.

Baldr has the ability to make his fantasies come true. Through the furnace of secret energy and cast iron, he can turn the metal he created into real metal.

"Teacher's power is a fantasy creation, a pure fantasy creation. As long as the conditions are sufficient, everything he thinks will become absolute reality." Balder said quietly.

Fantasy come true.

Bailey suddenly understood why TEDA was so sure that he could succeed. Wandering Chalu was a land where wishes could come true, and TEDA had the power to realize wishes.

"Is the Order Bureau going to take action against the teacher?" Baili asked.

"We checked those alchemy weapons. Just like handwriting, when each alchemist implants the alchemy matrix, the traces left behind are also different and have a very personal style. We compared it with TEDA's traces, and the traces are not consistent.

It is currently impossible to confirm that TEDA is a delusional person, it is just a matter of suspicion."

Yas explained that just thinking about the situation in the Great Rift made him feel a headache and weakness, "And there are no new discoveries on Boluogo's side. According to his report, TEDA is very honest and basically can't leave."

He has no chance to contact the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce."

Bailey's move of entrusting Boluogo to monitor TEDA happened to coincide with the later investigation of TEDA by the Sixth Group. Yas opened Boluogo's report. From the time they settled in, TEDA has been very peaceful.

He said there was no suspicion at all.

But this is not enough to dispel suspicion.

"Normally, we should have started taking action, but..."

"But what?" Bailey asked.

"But the current situation in the Great Rift... is a bit too chaotic."

Speaking of this, Yas couldn't help but smile bitterly.



"Wow, what is that!"

"A parade float."

"Wow, what are they doing!"

“Celebrate the Day of the Pledge.”

"Wow, so this is how everyone celebrates the Oath Festival?"

"No, there are many ways for people to have fun."

A gray figure was walking on a crowded street carrying a suitcase. He was a slightly weird man. Others were all dressed in bright colors, but he was dressed in cool gray. What was even weirder was that this man would talk to himself from time to time.

He spoke as if he was talking to someone, but he was alone with no one around him.

"so good……"

Aimu borrowed the senses of Boluogo's body to enjoy the joy of the festival, while Boluogo had a faint look of exhaustion on his face.

Surrounded by crowds of people parading with floats, singing and cheering constantly, the environment was noisy enough, but in Boluogo's mind, Aimu hadn't stopped saying "Wow" since arriving in the agreement area.

She was like a "Wow" machine. Every time Aimu exclaimed, this guy couldn't control his volume, and Boluogo felt that his brain would tremble with the sound.

Fortunately, Boluogo is very happy now. To be precise, Aimu is very happy, so happy that he can explode. Under the shared sense of the harmonious body, no matter how gloomy Boluogo is, he is affected by Aimu's joy.

Forced to become sunny.

This made Boluo Ge feel very complicated. Fortunately, there was only one Oath Festival a year. After these few hours, it was over.

As for Aimu?

Her thoughts were blank now, and she was completely overwhelmed by the festive atmosphere.

Aimu has been adjusting his body to make himself more human-like and constantly adding senses to himself, but this is ultimately a clumsy imitation.

But it was different now. With the help of the Harmonic Body, she felt an experience she had never had before with Bolog's body. A large amount of information washed over her consciousness, like a drug-addicted patient, and she was about to fall into it.

Already.

The ether began to stir, and the golden halo in Boluogo's eyes gradually became apparent.

Boluogo turned around and entered a dark alley, away from the happy crowd, to let the excited Aimu calm down a little.

At first, Jeffrey suggested that he keep some pets as his emotional sustenance and to share his energy.

Boluogo listened carefully to Jeffrey's advice. He considered raising a dog and also learned some relevant knowledge. For example, when a dog is having too much fun and is overly excited, it will be difficult to control it.

Own……

Although it was just some knowledge about pets, Boluogo still felt that he had learned a lot. He felt that Aimu's state just now was like being overly excited. Boluogo was afraid that she would overload him, and then a naked alchemy doll would come from

It was smashed out of his own body.

Boluogo was not worried about causing any panic, but mainly because he couldn't explain it to TEDA. If TEDA knew that he had kidnapped Aimu, he might be able to witness the power of fantasy creations again.

Actually... abduction is not impossible.

Boluogo is a pragmatist, which can be seen from the fact that he likes the horn vibrator very much. This guy doesn't care about the appearance, as long as it is practical.

If you were to hold a toilet plug and tell him that if you swing it and break rocks, Borlog would not mind wearing a toilet plug with you.

"I am a plumber, so I always carry a toilet plug with me. This is normal."

If someone asked, Boluogo would definitely answer this seriously.

Aimu is very practical for Bologg. With her, she comes with a steady stream of ether supplements, as well as two effects: ether shielding and ether perception. Unfortunately, there is not much time, and Bologg cannot experiment one by one.

With the blessing of the Harmony Body, Boluogo felt as if he had been strengthened, allowing him and the believers to fight against him without any pressure.

I don’t know how much effect I will have after my promotion, but in theory, Aimu can also evolve on his own...

The more I thought about Boluogo, the more I felt that I couldn't put Amu back. Anyway, this place is not far from the Bureau of Order. A TEDA person who has no power should not be able to break into the "reclamation room".

Of course, Aimu didn't notice these random thoughts of Bologna at all. Bologg always had a gloomy face, which made him look like a perverted murderer making mental preparations before going out to work, no matter what he was thinking about.

Aimu gradually calmed down, calmed down his inner excitement, and asked calmly.

"Where are we going next?"

Where to go?

This is a problem. They can't keep following the parade. The night is still very long. For Aimu, every minute and every second is extremely precious.

What she sees and hears tonight far exceeds what Amu has accumulated in the past. She will see novelties in the world every moment.

"Is there anything you want to do?" Bologg asked, he wanted to hear Aimu's opinion.

"Um……"

Aimu couldn't think of anything for a while. She had almost never set foot in Opos. Even when she left the Great Rift, she always went to the border sanatorium.

In Bolog's eyes, the world is very big. There are the Rhine League and the Kogadel Empire, as well as the Windy Highlands and the Freeport. There are countries caught in the gaps, and there are also archipelagos outside the mainland.

But for Aimu, this world is too small, with only the Great Rift and the Border Sanatorium.

Her understanding of the outside world was pitiful, like a hamster living in a cage. Suddenly one day it was taken out and thrown into the busy street.

Boluogo also realized this, and when he was about to put forward some ideas, Aimu suddenly spoke.

"I want to eat!"

"ha?"

Boluogo was stunned.

"I have to cook every day, every day, but I can't eat. Do you understand how I feel?"

Aimu's voice became louder, no longer as restrained as usual, this guy let himself go.

"Have a meal?"

Boluogo could clearly feel Amu's excitement, and now he began to suspect that he might really experience the feeling of being pushed to death.

"I want to eat...delicious shrimp crackers!"

“Delicious shrimp crackers, delicious shrimp crackers, delicious shrimp crackers…”

Aimu was like a repeater, repeating the words in Boluogo's mind.

At this time, Boluogo remembered that Aimu had called him in the morning before, and happened to catch up with him listening to Dudel's radio station. Since then, Aimu also developed the habit of listening to the radio station to understand the situation in the city.

.

Among them, the thing that intrigued her the most was the delicious shrimp crackers that Dudel kept mumbling about every day. Aimu couldn't figure out how delicious this thing was, so that Dudel always mentioned it, and it even became the name of the radio station.

one.

Boluogo couldn't bear to tell her that Dudel's radio program was originally sponsored by a restaurant, and their signature dish was this special delicacy.

“Good, good, delicious shrimp crackers.”

Boluogo nodded helplessly and walked towards the restaurant on the street.

------Digression-----

Today is not a two-in-one update, but only one chapter. My waist has been hurting lately, so I will take it easy and save more manuscripts to avoid interrupting updates. (Then, the recent plot has been updated into a two-in-one chapter.

, pun, hmm.)


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