With a crystal clear tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth, the little boy's avatar, who was still in sleep, was tempted by the smell of food, and the glutton in his stomach was about to move.
He almost closed his eyes and climbed out of the big bed with his bare feet.
Following the aroma of the food, as if sleepwalking, I wandered out of the bedroom and came to the dining car in the living room filled with exquisite meals.
In the dumbfounded expressions of Alice and Feng Ke, the little kid's clone seemed to be completely unaware, but also seemed to be half asleep, still in a dream.
But his movements were not slow at all. He grabbed the breakfast from the dining car and put it into his mouth, chewing it up.
Seeing this, Chen Anxian said with a proud look on her face: "Look, I said this is an excellent way to wake him up. It works every time!"
Alice rolled her eyes and replied "haha", two words that contained many meanings.
"Mr. Wang's current performance is purely a biological instinct to eat, driving all his movements and behaviors."
"Actually, he hasn't really woken up yet."
"According to my estimation, there is a high chance that he will crawl back into bed and go to sleep after eating."
"Since he has already gotten out of bed to eat, why don't we just wake him up." Feng Ke said and wanted to pat the kid's clone on the shoulder.
"Don't!" Alice quickly stopped him, "I don't recommend you do this before you are sure how angry Mr. Wang is when he wakes up."
"Of course, if you insist on having your own way and wake him up now, then I have no choice but to ask you to let me find a place to hide first, and then you wake him up."
After saying that, Alice really hurried to the balcony, and then made a please gesture towards Feng Ke.
"Gudong" swallowed, Feng Ke hesitated: "Sister Xian, what should I do now, should I wake up the young master?"
Just as Chen Anxian was thinking deeply, the doorbell of the presidential family suite rang.
The crisp ringing of the doorbell hit his ears, and the little boy's clone woke up immediately.
Seeing that the little kid's clone finally woke up, Feng Ke and Chen Anxian both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This saves trouble, and you don't have to worry about whether the little brat's clone is angry or not, and whether you should wake him up or not.
Looking at his bare feet and wearing cartoon pajamas, the kid's clone winked at Feng Ke and motioned for him to open the door, while he went back to the bedroom to change clothes.
Soon, four senior executives of the Weapon Refiner's Union were invited into the room by Feng Ke.
But the little kid's clone was very nimble with his hands and feet. After a while, he changed into suitable clothes and returned to the living room.
As for the behavior of the four top executives of the Refiner's Union who went to the Three Treasures Palace for no reason, the kid's avatar was too lazy to go around and around with them, and went down in vain. He went straight to the point and said: "The four of you came early in the morning.
Come visit me and if you have anything to say, please just say it."
The kid's clone didn't play according to the routine at all, which made the four of them very uncomfortable.
The four of them looked at each other, and suddenly they didn't know what to say next.
Fortunately, the four top executives of the Weapon Refiner's Guild were all extremely shrewd people. They just exchanged glances and renegotiated a new rhetoric.
Then, one of them turned over his hand and took out three small and exquisite glass bottles from the Sumeru Ring in his right hand.
Each bottle contains a drop of silver-white liquid, which is crystal clear and really beautiful.
Putting three small and exquisite glass bottles gently on the coffee table in front of the little boy's clone, the man smiled and said: "The things in these glass bottles, Mr. Wang's at the auction last night
I’ve already seen him once.”
"It's only been one night, I guess Mr. Wang can't recognize this thing, right?"
"Tears of Time!" The kid's clone nodded slightly, looking at the silver-white liquid in the three glass bottles with strange eyes.
After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after looking away, his eyes focused again on the four senior executives of the Weapon Refining Masters Guild.
"What do you guys mean by this?"
Among the four, a middle-aged man who was slightly fatter smiled and explained: "The four of us have no other intentions. We just know that Mr. Wang is very interested in Tears of Time, and we are just following your fancy."
The little boy's clone waved his hand and said: "I appreciate the good intentions of the four of you. Tears of Time is indeed something I must get, and no one can stop me."
"However, accepting these three tears of time without reward will only make me feel uneasy and feel guilty."
"Of course, I can buy these three tears of time at the same purchase price as you."
Seeing that the brat's clone, despite being still young, showed a shaky attitude, this gave the four top executives of the Refiner's Guild a headache.
After the four of them made eye contact for a while, they finally had to smile bitterly and said: "Mr. Wang, actually, we have a merciless request, and we hope you can agree to it."
Seeing that the little kid's clone remained calm and didn't express any opinions, the four of them could only bite the bullet and continue: "Mr. Wang, I think you have some understanding of the situation of our weapon refiner union."
"Actually, our Refiner's Guild is a very loose organization."
"In addition to the annual exchange meeting of weapon refiners, it will bring together weapon refiners from all over the world."
"In addition to exchanging weapon refining experiences and achieving common progress, there are basically no other offline activities."
"Normally, the Weapon Refining Masters Guild will provide a large communication platform online for all members who join the Weapon Refining Masters Guild."
"On this platform, weapon refiners can publish a variety of tasks, such as quests to solve puzzles, quests to reward certain rare metals, and so on."
"When you want to sell refined weapons or magic weapons, our platform will help you select the highest bidder from all over the world as soon as possible."
"Of course, for daily operations, our Refiner's Guild will charge a portion of the handling fee from each transaction..."
Listening to the four top executives of the Refiner's Guild talking to each other, Balabala kept talking, the kid's clone grinned, and finally figured out what these four guys were planning?
So, he rubbed his temples and stopped the four of them from continuing to talk.
"Okay, I understand what you mean. Don't you just want me to join the Weapon Refiner's Guild?"
"For the sake of your sincerity, I agree!"
"Uh..." The four of them blinked and looked at the kid's clone with confused expressions. Have they already agreed?
They have been preparing their speeches all night, but there is still a lot that they have yet to say!
It feels so unreal and there is no sense of accomplishment at all!