Colorful lights flickered in the hall decorated in a mix of izakaya style, with a long bar surrounding a large stage in the middle. Yakuza customers were drinking at the bar, and on the stage there were kimono girls singing soft songs into a long pole microphone.
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"The matters in the boxing area belong to the boxing area and have nothing to do with us Yakuza."
"That's right, no matter what she does or thinks, I don't trust anyone who is a bank dog. I still won't buy anything from Seth."
"If you don't want to buy it, you can't afford it anyway."
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St. Manga District, Iron Caltrop Bar.
Cold metal forms the bar counter, tables and chairs, and other decorations. The abstract style makes the shape of the bar counter strangely distorted. The customers sitting next to it have various clothes and modifications that show their personality.
"Don't tell me, Miss Elizabeth Sterling is so beautiful, she is just different from us street dogs."
"That's right, a street dog can't pretend to have that kind of high-class temperament. But she doesn't have the low-grade temperament that our street dogs have either."
"Beautiful women are the best at deceiving others, and the more beautiful they are, the better. I have a premonition that I will be deceived by Miss Sterling."
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Small flea area, Five Hundred Flea Bar.
This middleman bar has a typical flea market mash-up style. In addition to the L-shaped bar, there are shelves everywhere, selling wine and various gadgets. It also makes a living by renting out private rooms, so there are supernatural beings coming and going from time to time.
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"Is Miss Sterling putting on a show? There are also rumors that she has always been different from other bank dogs, and may not even be a blood eater."
"That's not true. She is a boxer now, maybe a warrior or an assassin."
"Other rich guys have gone back to Acropolis Mountain, but she is still in the boxing area, in the fight hotel on Crazy Fight Street. She is really not afraid."
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Xuanyuan District, Happy Spring Club.
The fountain in the hollow lobby on the first floor sprays the atmosphere of carnival. The patrons, dressed like electronic versions of the ancient Babylonians, drink and laugh with the cowherds and girls, and from time to time they rejoice over who opened the expensive wine.
"Dagny, the Miss Sterling who helped you last time has become very popular in the boxing area."
"She was so generous. She didn't say much that day and just opened a drink worth five million yuan."
"Miss Sterling is a good person, I feel."
"It's too easy for rich people to be good people, but the strange thing is that they are the least good people among them."
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Night has arrived again, and the streets around Quanshi Square are less crowded than last night, but still noisy.
Under the neon lights, next to the majestic fist stone, there are always groups of boxers looking up, hitting the stone with their palms, and starting fights when they disagree, causing the passers-by to yell.
When passers-by pass by the Fight Hotel, they always look inside and see the vigilant figures of Seth's security personnel.
The Fight Hotel is not a high-end star-rated place, and there is nothing like that in the boxing area. The Shengshou Boxing Gym is basically the most luxurious and brand-new building. Even if rich people come to watch the boxing match, they will go back to the other side of the East River Bridge no matter how late it is.
All the bank dogs who engaged in the boxing match last night left, except for one, who stayed in a cheap hotel where bank dogs would not set foot.
Seth's security personnel did not even clear the entire hotel, not even the floor where his employer lived. They only occupied a few extra rooms to prevent other hotel guests from approaching.
Elizabeth was living in one of the rooms at this time.
The room is not spacious. With a bed, a locker and an old TV, there is not much room for anything else.
Elizabeth was standing by a small window, looking at the lively night scene of Quanshi Square outside, slightly lost in thought.
Now, many people think it was her.
In fact, Elizabeth knew that it was the master who had already shown her a clear path.
Her right palm was wrapped with white gauze, and in her hand she held the electronic sword that was already a rare object, her Sword in the Stone.
During the day, the old grandmother came with her family team. The alchemist appraised the sword and determined that it was a rare object, and it was a very, very precious "growing rare object".
At that time, several alchemists, the old lady, and others looked at her and the sword, and the way they looked at her and the sword changed a bit.
Rare objects are inherently rare, and growth-type rare objects are even rarer among the rare.
Rare objects also have extraordinary levels. Just like extraordinary beings, they use the J-level, Q-level, K-level, A-level, etc. system. The level usually means how many extraordinary functions a rare object has, just like having an extraordinary program installed.
For example, Yiyi - her rare object chair is a second-program rare object. The J-level function is to detect extraordinary talents, personality integrity and other extraordinary values, and the Q-level function is a first-aid program for the doctor profession.
And now this sword is still J-level for the time being, with only one function and its function is unknown.
But in theory, it has no upper limit, and it can improve with her.
Some strange objects can get out of control and need to be contained and managed, or transformed by alchemists into unconscious dead objects like Lean.
But Elizabeth would never do that with this sword, she controlled it herself.
Moreover, growth-type strange objects need to retain the strange object consciousness formed by unknown causes in order to grow and improve. Once it is changed to unconscious, it is equivalent to being abolished.
This sword belongs to her, and her family has no intention of taking it away. It belongs to her and is up to her to decide.
At this time, Elizabeth held the rare sword with both hands and activated it again.
Now, as long as she holds the hilt of the sword and her mind moves, the decorative orbs on the sword's grid will glow faintly, and then an electronic sound will sound - originally this was the speaker device of the electronic sword itself, but now it has become the sound of the consciousness of the strange object.
device.
At this moment, a sword light suddenly appeared at the edge of the sword, the sword beads flickered, and a synthesized sound like an electronic pet sounded:
"I was having a great time today, until I met a fool like you, oh no, hero. There is only one secret to being a good hero, stay stupid."
"Good evening..." Elizabeth looked at the sword in her hand and said hello.
Its consciousness style is a little different from what she had expected...
"Didi da da, the test is completed. Your biggest advantage so far is your appearance." The sword said again.
Elizabeth chuckled with complicated emotions, "Really..."
"User dissatisfaction has increased. Settings cannot be changed. Heroes need someone to advise and remind them at all times. King Arthur has Merlin, and you have me. My name is not Sword, I am Sword."
"I'm not dissatisfied." Elizabeth said seriously, really not.
"If you want a jester, I can satisfy you: Okay, Your Majesty, everyone loves you very much because your bedroom is bigger than their houses put together."
"Jian Bao, I don't want a fool." Elizabeth muttered, "If what you say makes sense, I will listen."
After all, it is a sword pulled out of a fist stone. Jian Bao's character is very boxing, and his words are not very pleasant.
But as long as you think about it, you will find that it actually makes sense. Good advice is hard on the ears.
The master's guidance only comes once a week, and it is extremely important and important guidance.
As for Jianbao, he can be by her side at any time to remind her, so she quite likes it.
Regarding the sword treasure, the old lady did not comment, but said: "As long as you can bear it, the growth-type rare objects are treasures."
Of course it's a treasure, the treasure Elizabeth found.
There are also three boxers, Wu Zhen, Yu Cheng, and Ayako. In order to protect them, she must let them work for her first.
They are also in this hotel for the time being. After Ayako's surgery, her legs turned into mechanical prostheses, and she is willing to work for her; the family values it is Wu Zhen and Yu Cheng, who have not responded yet.
All Elizabeth can do is treat them well and not force them to do anything they don't want to do.
The 30 million bonus was divided up, Wu Zhen and Yu Cheng each got half, while Ayako had no money.
Treasure also has herself. Her redemption program has risen to 52% of the intermediate level in one fell swoop. It has been less than half a month since she became a second programmer. Generally, overdrive is not that fast. She shows potential.
But she has shown her commercial value even more. The family is still evaluating her, but Elizabeth knows that she has succeeded.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to still be in the boxing area and hold the sword, and her authority would not be reduced.
Elizabeth looked out the window again. She had found a way, but she was still a little confused as to how to go on.
She looked at her watch. It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and the master's contact would arrive at any time. The last two times were at this time.
But she walked around, thought about it, and chatted with Jianbao. Two hours passed in a flash, and the contact still hadn't happened.
Elizabeth couldn't help but feel anxious and confused, and asked Jianbao: "Master, is there anything going on tonight?"
"The Swordsman Dictionary is launched, 'Master', page 1142. The meaning of the word is: a person who is actually useless except for rhetoric. It is because of his own incompetence that he instructs the hero to act."
"Jianbao! What you said is wrong." Elizabeth was immediately dissatisfied with Jianbao's offense to the master.
What kind of person is Master? He is a divine man, unfathomable.
"User dissatisfaction rises, activate the Rigoletto mode: According to Dante, bankers will be sent to the third circle of the seventh level of hell after death. Your Majesty, you will be a whole family there."
Elizabeth was stunned when she heard this, and then she came back to her senses.
"I am not a banker, I am not a blood eater, I am a hero."
"The Swordsman Dictionary is activated, 'The Third Circle of the Seventh Level of Hell', page 56192. The meaning of the word is: pretending to be a banker and a hero who becomes a banker after slaying the evil dragon."
"Sigh." Elizabeth didn't want to pay attention to Jianbao for the time being, and looked at the hanging on the wall, becoming more and more anxious.
She continued to wait, and after another half hour, it was almost early in the morning, and it wasn't even Wednesday anymore.
Suddenly, without warning, a prompt box popped up in my mind:
[The console call is in progress and will be forcibly connected after the countdown ends: 59 seconds]
Here it comes! Elizabeth was delighted and excited, tidying up her clothes in a dignified manner, holding a sword in her hand, like a student preparing to defend her teacher. This time, with more than 30 seconds left, she pressed the button.
Suddenly, the light and shadow around her flickered, and she once again entered that mysterious dimension. In the strange light and shadow, the mysterious figure was sitting on the throne, holding a scepter in his hand, and the shadow was shaking.
"Master!" Elizabeth suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "You may also know that I have found the treasure. Thank you for your guidance!"