Coke opened the door and could not see the end of the big house at a glance.
Chamille stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out the window at the feasting and revelry. She did not open the gauze curtains, and there had been a light rain before, so her eyes were completely hazy.
"Where's Risa?" Chamille turned around.
Just by turning around, her mood brightened up again, with a warm smile on her face.
"Sleep."
"You don't have to sleep?"
"We all don't want to sleep. To be precise, sleep is just a way of entertainment, not a way to restore energy." Coke handed over the black suitcase.
Opening the suitcase, orange-red flames came out. Inside the suitcase was a wing, a wing with flames rising, but the flame had no temperature, and was more like a decoration, giving the wings a hot feeling.
Chamille took out his wings and leaned his face close, as if he were an old friend who had been away for decades and hundreds of years.
"Where did you find it?" Chamille asked.
"Mariana Trench." Coke also threw a stack of bills over, "For this purpose, I purchased the use rights and confidentiality agreement from the American Deep Diving Company, and spent a total of 60 million U.S. dollars."
"Don't always talk about money. Have you been corrupted by 'greed'?"
"If it is eroded, it is because of you. Is this considered an investment? This can only be considered a strategic transformation, but it is a failed strategic transformation. Only what is invested is not earned. You can only spend money, but you cannot make money. Make money.
I do everything by myself. Do you know it’s hard to make money?” Coke couldn’t help complaining.
"Then why don't you just be kind and do it yourself? Why hire someone?" Chamille put the wings back into the suitcase and gave the Coke back.
"This is called strategy, strategy! Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Chamier sat back on the sofa and stared at the Coke.
"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Coke lay on the bed like a big character, "I want to know if this time it meets your requirements?"
"Conforms."
"I should say it's more than that." Coke laughed playfully, "You said there was a time that was worthy of your attention? Oh, just this time, this time I became a father and a mother at the same time, and I gave my first kiss.
, If I were your brother, I would have bought a suit and a wedding dress for you to get married."
"It's not that easy to get that heart. He is a person who came back from hell. He already knows some things, but he doesn't ask too much because he knows that no matter how much he asks, he won't get any answers.
." Chamille said, "If it happens a few more times, maybe he will figure it out for himself."
"Isn't that just right?" Coke said, "Sooner or later he will know."
"But I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it."
"Can't accept it?" Coke shrugged, "What can't be accepted? Are those things that will directly crush his head or those things that will directly turn him into a madman? The human brain is very powerful. After watching Scarlett Johansson's "
"Super Body"? If the brain is developed to 100%, I dare to believe that revelation and other things are child's play in front of that kind of thing."
"But that's impossible." Chamier took a sip of the takeaway coffee he just ordered.
"Also, when we first developed a 40%, we directly released Revelation 112, and most of the Pacific seabed was bulldozed. If it weren't for you, the sixth mass extinction event would probably have happened."
Chamille and Coke looked at each other. Of course Chamille remembered that that time was also in the plan, but that plan failed, and it failed miserably. But that experiment obtained valuable data, so they made the decision
The new plan will be applied.
"I know what you are thinking." Chamier said, "It should be stronger than last time."
"If it's that kind of thing this time, can you still call your job a wet nurse? How about changing it to a god-making project." Coke sighed.
"He is originally a god, but he has not yet awakened." Chamier said seriously, "Just like the technology tree of the game, so far, only the central part has been lit up, and there are still many others that he needs to go to.
Click."
Her eyes were sparkling, and she was full of infinite hope for Li Ze.
Cola couldn't help but think of the way Xiao Longnu looked disgusted when she first saw Yang Shiguo in the ancient tomb. Of course, the premise is that the ancient tomb sect did not accept male disciples, but later she accepted Yang Guo as a disciple and found that Yang Guo was a natural genius. She wished that the entire
All the Kung Fu of the Ancient Tomb Sect was given to him. If it were in "Kung Fu", I guess that old beggar wouldn't pay ten yuan for a copy, and would just pay it all back.
"Then he has to change his mind." Coke said.
"He will, he will beg me to go." Chamille smiled.
"So I have been thinking, why give him a girl? Or a blonde girl. That kind of blonde and beautiful girl, if I were that kind of professional photographer, I would definitely take her to take pictures, or for free.
." Coke said.
"Because of loneliness, you can't be lonely around a boy. Girls are the best comfort."
"Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant directly?"
"Brother, he doesn't have the courage."
"You have such a big heart."
Cola suddenly remembered that Chamille once took her to experience an immersive haunted house. It was such an amazing haunted house. It is estimated that others would be scared to death on the spot if they went in. Because the NPCs in the haunted house are not pretended to be human beings, but are real, such as Silence.
Ridge's nurse, the NPC captured by Chamuel, Triangle Head, Freddy the killer from A Nightmare on Elm Street, Leatherface from Black Friday... When you open the door, you will see a zombie with only half a face.
She was chewing her liver. She was almost scared to death, but Chamille didn't look scared at all. He even asked her if she could open a shop with this and it would be quite profitable.
She obviously created this haunted house.
Sometimes Chamille is so weird, but sometimes she acts like a real little girl. I feel like she is a psychopath and deserves the title of little lunatic.
"I have been doing this for a long time, and I hope this dream can come true this time," said Chamier.
"You've said this so many times that my ears are numb." Coke said, "Is it specific this time?"
Chamier raised another glass of champagne: "It should be, he has eliminated Beluseb."
She suddenly sighed: "But you may be right. The world I want to create is just what I think, and I have no respect for others at all."
Coke has become accustomed to her multilateralism, so he followed her words: "It's like you don't respect me. I've been tortured by you to the point where I'm starting to lose my hair."
"Perhaps, I should create a world that everyone will like. Although I will be jealous, as long as I am happy." Chamier clinked glasses with Coke.
"But I guess I won't like it. As long as you can get the prince I like, I will be grateful." He took a sip of Coke.