Finally walking out of the reference room, Victor found that it was not time to get off work yet, so he walked towards the counter.
Miss Charlotte was dozing again. When she heard the footsteps, her back instantly stood up straight, her eyes widened and she looked towards the entrance.
"Hey! It's me! No one else. You don't have to worry about being caught fishing."
After Victor's voice appeared, Charti stuck out the tip of her tongue like a deflated rubber ball.
"I said..." Victor held the counter with one hand and said with a somewhat depressed expression, "Why didn't you tell me that when the inner data room changes, you need a golden badge to find the exit?"
After hearing this, Shaerti was slightly stunned for a moment, and then covered her mouth in sudden realization.
"I...I forgot..."
When she sent Victor into the inner data room, she did not give him Father Sang's badge. Victor was running around like a blind cat. If he hadn't met that stupid man, he didn't know when he would be able to escape.
Come out.
The design of the inner layer is like this. The big pendulum clock is a signal. There will be a major spatial reorganization every eight hours throughout the day. There are three structural styles after the reorganization. One is what Victor saw when he first entered.
The wooden corridor and the sea of clouds, the second one is the endless bookshelves in the arch array, and the third one he has not had the chance to encounter yet.
Every time there is a change, the style is the same, but the subtle paths are not exactly the same, so you need to use the golden badge to guide you to find the way.
Before Victor could figure out how to use it, he saw the man using a gold badge to draw a D symbol clockwise, and then a golden guide appeared, taking them all the way to the door connecting the inner and outer layers. That door itself
It’s open.
Charti kept apologizing to Victor for fear of offending him.
Victor didn't mean to blame her. He was curious to ask Sharti for information about the man inside.
"Who?"
Charti heard Victor describe the man's appearance. She was confused at first, but then she remembered it immediately and said quickly, "Yeah! I understand, you are talking about Mr. No. 13."
No. 13?
"Didn't the other party reveal his name?" Victor asked curiously.
"Yes, but I know what his occupation is." With a sly smile on his face, Charti put his face mysteriously into Victor's ear and said softly, "He works in Wangao Garden.
She is a singer..."
Charti must have done it on purpose. While talking, she gently blew air in Victor's ear, which made him feel a little itchy and he immediately retracted his face.
Charti covered her mouth and chuckled, while Victor pretended to be a gentleman and replied: "Thank you for your help today, but it's late, so I have to go home first."
Charti felt that the topic ended a bit abruptly. After being stunned for a while, she discovered that Victor had actually slipped downstairs.
"Hey...didn't we have a dinner date?"
……
Victor decisively broke the appointment and ran away from the gate of the Anti-Suppression Department.
After contacting the beautiful girl wearing glasses today, he realized that he was the one being flirted with, not the other person.
It's not that he hates Sharti, but that the beauty's lust makes him a little unable to resist.
When something happens, if Victor doesn't have half the face of the coyote statue on his back, he wouldn't mind rolling out the sheets at night.
After hurriedly hiring a carriage on the side of the road, Victor quickly returned to Xianxiang Mansion, preparing to sort out the clues obtained today and then go see what happened to the thing in the bathroom.
Whenever Victor goes out these days, he will shut the black ball of flesh in the bathroom. When he comes home at night, he will lock the bedroom and let it out, trying to communicate with and train it.
As Victor expected, the wriggling protoplasm in the secret place used its own flesh and blood to descend into the material world, and it actually had a wonderful connection with him.
After experimenting for several nights, Victor found that the thing seemed to be able to understand what he meant.
For example, if Victor doesn't say anything, he likes to move over and cuddle with him.
But as long as Victor reaches out to stop him, the black flesh seems to be able to understand Victor's resistance, and will hesitate in place. When Victor has no further instructions, it will continue to move towards him cautiously.
Victor used a cockroach to test the opponent's aggression. If he didn't give instructions, the cockroach would be swallowed by the black meat ball as soon as it appeared, and then the thing could shrink its body and turn into a cockroach.
It's very powerful. You can change whatever you eat, but the shape is unstable and easy to twist and deform.
Just like a pinched snowman, it will melt away as time goes by.
Victor tried to communicate with this thing and stop it from attacking the cockroach, but he didn't expect it to really work.
Following his gestures, the black ball of flesh could clearly understand Victor's meaning. Let it attack and it would attack. Let it stay dormant and it would stay in place.
Every day there was new progress in training, and Victor became very interested in it.
He wants to train this thing into a completely obedient "pet", and then find a way to stabilize it in its transformed state. It can be a cat or a dog, so that it can be taken with him and become his helper.
For this reason, he also gave this thing a name, "Xiao Hei".
It's just that this name is a bit popular. Victor was going to give it to the dark horse at first. After he got it back, he quietly ate feed in the stable behind the mansion for a few days and lived very comfortably.
But now that the name is given to the black meat ball, the horse has to think of another name.
After spending some time, Victor finally returned to Xianxiang Mansion. His task tonight was the same as usual, and he continued to train Xiao Hei, who had just received his name.
However, as soon as he entered the iron gate of the garden, he was stopped by an angry Miss Permis.
"Mr. Butler, do you always see no one during the day and come back only for dinner?"
Miss Permis should be the busiest person in the mansion right now, because Will hasn't had time to hire other servants yet.
It is said that he is at loggerheads with the housekeeping service company. The other party should have a service agreement and must at least work for this year without refunding the money.
This will require another month of hard work for Permis.
Because she was too tired, Permis looked full of resentment all day long. Only when facing Will, she would suppress her fatigue and leave her smile to her "master".
But it was different when she saw Victor, because in her eyes, Victor was a servant just like herself. Although the housekeeper was a little higher class than the maid, no matter what, you couldn't just wander around idle all day.
, let’s eat the ready-made dinner she made when we come back?
Even Mr. Will is still cleaning the dirty table by himself. You, a deacon who is paid by others, have never made a cup of tea for Mr. Will since we started working together. What does it sound like?
Victor's eyelids jumped. He conceived a lie in his mind for a long time, extracted one of the slightly reasonable explanations to the other party: "I'm sorry, it is indeed my dereliction of duty, but my job is to do things for the master. I am away from home, of course.
It was also the master’s order. If you don’t believe me, you can ask him.”
When she heard this, Pemis wanted to be angry, but she didn't know how to vent her anger. Her whole face was as angry as a little orange.
"Where is Mr. Will?" Victor asked with hypocritical concern.
There was a strong resentment in Pemis's nostrils, and he said dissatisfiedly: "A guest came to visit in the afternoon. The master invited him into the study, and now they are still in there."
Guest?
Victor tilted his neck and his eyes instantly turned cold.
This guy Will actually let people into the mansion without telling him, which is a big taboo for Victor!
He doesn't mind which upper-class person Will meets outside, nor does he care how many connections the other person expands using the cover he gave him, because these are all social activities outside.
However, Victor's privacy is hidden in the mansion. If you want to invite guests to your home, you must report to Victor and cannot make your own decisions without saying a word.
A sneer appeared on Victor's face, and he had already thought about where to bury those two people later.
If something went wrong, he wouldn't mind replacing the mansion and finding a new place to hire another Will Evans.
"Guest? Which guest is it? Has he revealed his name?" Victor asked Miss Permis with a smile.
Pemis snorted and explained reluctantly: "I don't know, but Mr. Will doesn't seem to know that gentleman, but he still invited him into the study. It's strange..."