Chapter 42: There are also gaps between the secret books
Gwen asked: "Why?"
Jackal replied: "Probably, there is a slight possibility that the secret canon practiced by Train Conductor Long Yan can even be comparable to the core secret canon of the two major religious orders?"
Gwen asked again: "Didn't you say that the power of the same secret book is completely different? You said that two days ago."
Jackal replied: "Then let me add one more thing, the price between the secret code will be very different. For example, the success rate of the core secret code in March is 12%, and the success rate is 0.03
% of the secret tomes, even if the secret technique is about the same power after being formed, do you think the price of that secret tome will be higher in the market?"
Humph, scumbag.
Gwen held his bullet ticket and began to wonder, "Hai Ta and I are friends and relatives. If he said, "Hui Ta, it's not difficult to get me this secret book, right?", would he be in trouble?
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The train's emergency shelters are built very secretly. They are all located on each floor between the first and second floors. The entrances and exits are composed of dozens of ventilation ducts in the middle of the upper floors.
It seems that because the people in Utopia are all cats, dogs and bears, drilling holes is quite simple...
Although Gwen watched the rescue team have to use a welding gun to remove a hole because a Shad was stuck inside. The Bear Ears tribe's saying "fat man" is really not a discriminatory word.
The director of the office of the truth agency, a sixth-class civil servant named Wilgi, is an orange cat.
It was also chubby but not stuck at the hole, like a pool of fat seeping out.
One young soldier even thought it was some kind of 'humanoid mud monster' and almost opened fire.
After all the people who had been hiding were fine, the fat orange civil servant showed a simple and honest smile that made his eyes narrow when he smiled. He first expressed his gratitude to the two of them with warm actions.
Jackal smiled and hugged him, while Gwen's eyes lit up and she expressed the attitude of "Everyone I've hugged is basically dead."
First he gave verbal praise, and then he took a photo with the two of them. Six seventh-class civil servants and twelve ninth-class civil servants squeezed into the camera lens, while Gwen was standing in the middle to the left with Jackal on his shoulders.
Really in the middle, the sixth-class fat orange civil servant was in the middle and to the right. Originally, the fat orange was supposed to be in the middle, but when he saw Gwen, who had fire in his eyes, he expressed forcefully:
"You are the benefactors of our truth agency. How can a benefactor not stand in the center? Right! Oh, even if my superior, the fifth-level civil servant Yenobatev, is here, I will say the same thing!"
Just like that, this photo was taken by a new Lut photographer who was suppressing a smile.
However, the focus of his photography was quietly on the beautiful but easily identifiable source messenger who was a boy.
He's so handsome.
He thought, and secretly pressed the shutter again.
Bang.
The old photographer next to him glared at him and muttered curses: "There are fifteen bullets for one film!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the beautiful but rather cold-tempered Source Power user also glared at me.
The photo appeared in the newspaper two days later.
Title: "With the leadership and help of the heroic sixth-class civil servant, the director of the Office of the Truth Agency of Mayekov, and his adjutants and subordinates, two members of a small team of the special investigation bureau of the government achieved extraordinary achievements."
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"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Huita is not like a bear, he is as happy as a silly spore.
He put the newspaper on the table, picked up the pipe and hung it in his mouth. He crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Would you like me to cut it out for you? This is your first time in the newspaper, "Fellow Folks Train News", although there is no
I will give the main credit to you two, but we, the source force messengers, will know who plays the main role at a glance."
Gwen pursed her lips, trying her best not to let Gray Tower see her proud expression.
After all, being expressionless on the surface does not mean that there is no disturbance in the heart. You must control the mask, rather than letting the mask control you.
Gwen heard the sound of jingling bells and knew that sparks were coming.
Sparks recently tied two strings of bells on the cat's ears. It is said that it is a training exercise from the secret code, which makes it restless because of being 'noisy' all day long, but if it stabilizes, it can improve extremely high.
endurance.
"There's one more."
Sure enough, Sparks appeared behind the door and walked towards him. His eyes were bright and he made a 'dala' sound. He tilted his head and showed the wrinkled newspaper in his hand: "United Gentiles"
Report, the main credit for this has been given to Mr. Jackal."
He suddenly laughed again, and said with a sweet smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Mind Flayer's first great achievement was to hunt down the Mind Flayer. Hahaha, no, I'm sorry, I haven't encountered one in a long time.
Such an interesting thing...hahaha!"
Huitaba chirped and puffed out smoke from his bear ears...
Um?
Gwen originally squinted his eyes while reading the so-called "Philosophy and Origin of Source Power" book, but when he caught a glimpse of this scene, his eyes widened.
What is the human body structure of the Shad people like?
He had this doubt.
"Because Jackal's hometown, Singed Wineglass, is a member of the Gentile Train Alliance, so it's only natural that he should take credit for his hometown people."
"Hey!" Sparks made a voice that made people sigh, "It's really too innocent and young." He subconsciously pouted his lips in dissatisfaction and said, "Isn't there a fair newspaper?"
Boom, boom, boom.
The sound of walking like wind and fire was heard, and Gwen knew that it was the sound of the walking curse blade.
Before the battle with the Silver-faced Man, he had always thought, 'The Cursed Blade's steps are in vain, and I'm afraid he will die soon', but now the impact has been completely reversed.
The reason why Curse Blade walks in vain is because she doesn't use her strength to train herself all the time.
He is obviously a mature and powerful source of power, no less than Jackal, and even more incomparable to characters like Gray Tower.
Squeak.
The sliding door of the carriage opened, and a cursed blade dressed in an unexpected attire appeared at the door.
She did not wear the classic dress of wearing a white shirt tucked into black trousers and a black military coat, but she was dressed like a...March believer! She was wearing a gentle blue dress, with a slit on her lower abdomen, and a ceremonial headband.
The hat looks several times gentler than before.
But this illusion disappeared after she took off her hat and threw it into the trash can, while taking out a cigarette from her skirt.
"Curse Blade, why are you dressed like this?" Gray Tower asked.
"Dress up? What outfit? Oh, are you talking about this volunteer outfit?"
The cursed blade lit the fire and lowered his eyes, "It has nothing to do with you, Gray Tower."
The next moment she raised her head and showed a smile: "Speaking of which, I found a stable way to make money for our club, haha."
"What way to make money?" Huita asked.
Because the noise caused by the cursed blade was a bit loud, even the sleeping rabbit stuck its head out from the ceiling.
It was the rabbit's eyes that were shining with light, as if they were seeing money.
