Queen Kun, who was trying on a new dress, began to have a special liking for the unique aesthetics found only in big cities like Wanjincheng. It turned out that not all human beings are as arrogant and mindless as the savages in Alek Town.
If the master wanted to move the headquarters to Wanjin City now, she would definitely be the first to raise her hand and agree.
"However, the insect nest should be more suitable to be established in the royal capital, right? It would be better to be in a more gorgeous city like Gust, which is rumored to be more gorgeous." Queen Kun took off the lady's waist skirt and adjusted her muscle lines to become slightly plumper again.
, showing a happy expression.
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Zegoring was visiting the snack street in Wanjincheng.
To be honest, this is the first time she has eaten such delicious food, such as a thing called steamed buns. It is obviously just sugar compounds such as starch, but after taking a bite, there is meat inside! This is not to her liking.
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"Bring some back to your sister to eat." Zegoring looked at the more than a hundred buns in front of her, which could no longer fit in a cage. The restaurant owner had already given her strange looks more than once.
It's a pity that the King of Zerglings has no feeling about this.
"Oh, I think I said this when I ate a hundred, but I ate them all~"
"Forget it, let's keep some for the next hundred and take them back, and by the way, bring one to Lord Zeger." She actually still remembered Zeger in her heart.
Muttering like this, she started to devour it again.
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As a man who was over three meters tall in human form, Ricky stood in front of someone's tavern wearing armor like this, which really put a lot of pressure on the people within a mile of him.
Especially when someone recognized that he actually had the coat of arms of the Miller family on his body, and also had a magic mark on it, some sensible people soon guessed his relationship with Dumbledore, the terrible magician who was brutal this morning.
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When this kind of information spread, people in this area became even more distant.
"Big, big, big." Ricky stood like a stone until noon. The tavern owner finally couldn't help wiping the sweat from his head, walked out tremblingly and asked him carefully: "Do you want to buy a drink or something?"
?If anything happens, can we talk about it?"
If you prevent people from doing business, you will cut off their money.
This is no different from murderous parents.
"It's okay, I don't dare to buy it." Ricky laughed in a honest voice. His attitude made the tavern owner quietly sigh in relief.
But doubts soon came.
"Don't you dare to buy? Uncle, you mean..."
Ricky interrupted: "It's just my master's order. I have to stop drinking."
"Then why are you standing here?" The tavern owner was suddenly confused.
"Smell it." The King of Cockroaches can indeed absorb trace amounts of alcohol molecules in the air without drinking alcohol. In this way, he has fulfilled his promise to his master, but he has also indirectly enjoyed a little bit of wine.
I have to say that the quality of the wine in Wanjincheng is really not comparable to that of a small place like Alek Town.
This made Ricky feel like he was in heaven, but unfortunately, it also gave him the grievance of running into the toilet when he had a stomachache and immediately becoming constipated.
But his words almost seemed like he was looking for trouble, and the boss was stunned.
Should we consider hiring experts from the Adventurers Association to drive away this evil star?
Maybe only those who dare to do this can be considered "adventurers" in the true sense?
The boss has already begun to think about philosophical issues.
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Zegelin was in Chris's work lounge, looking at her layout with satisfaction: Since Chris had to stay in this damn place most of the time to work, Zegelin didn't even go home when she saw her.
He simply ran over and transformed Chris's lounge into a small pink boudoir.
She once heard Chris say that the latter loved pink the most.
It was Chris's dream to do something to suit her liking, even though they had been together for three days.
Thinking of Miss Chris's previous reserve and shyness, Zegelin still felt that she was still unsatisfied.
The reason why Inphisto is not allowed to interfere with Chris's thoughts is that Zegelin also wants to prove her strength.
As a result, she really did it.
Sure enough, I am worthy of being the king of springtails...
"Ah, are you tired?" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Zegelin smelled the fragrance of Chris and turned around.
Chris still blushes when she sees her now, but she knows that zerg have no gender, and even Zegolin can easily pretend to be a male for reproduction.
This is what she did last time.
"Quickly try this, the new clothes I made for you." Zegelin took out a somewhat strange piece of clothing. He would not admit that this was something Master Zege mentioned casually during the last Customs Girl mission.
The so-called sexy clothing.
But Zegelin has always been very concerned about this aspect, and she has memorized things that even Inphisto ignored. At the same time, she is envious that the master really knows everything.
"Ah, this ear?"
"Yes, yes, put it on and see if it looks like the furball monster you raised."
"Really?" Chris stretched his muscles. Although she expressed doubts, thanks to the fact that no one would come in without her permission, even Zeg had said that he would not enter such a place without her permission.
You really are a gentleman who respects privacy.
"Ah, so strange..."
"You are so beautiful."
Zegelin picked her up and lifted her high.
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Inphisto stayed at the Miller mansion.
It should even be said that because Chris is away, or will be away for a long time in the future.
Therefore, the head of the Miller family is basically Inphisto's territory. Everyone here has to call him "Master" when they see him.
The dove occupying the magpie's nest is one of the favorite spots for infected insects.
It's just that now he is not here to enjoy the life of a master in this low-level human world. Instead, he is conscientiously completing the official duties assigned to him by Zeger - tracking the whereabouts of the Protoss' base camp.
But unfortunately, even though he recovered the still-energy Protoss crystal he found from the observatory when he occupied the Chamber of Commerce, he also deconstructed and studied the Protoss detector that he had destroyed.
Inphisto exerted his best ability, but still couldn't get the information he wanted from these two items.
"Ah ah ah, damn Protoss, what kind of technique is this? Is it integrated with magic? It's so difficult to decipher!" At this time, the young lady Inphisto grabbed her hair and kept wailing incompetently and furiously at these two things.
.
But I heard Mr. Zeger say that if you spend too much time on your brain, you will easily lose your hair and become bald...
Inphisto glanced at his paws.
Sure enough, there were a few strands of dark hair remaining between the fingers.
"But I am the king of infected insects. I just lose my hair and it will grow back."
With this muttering, Inphisto continued to conduct in-depth research. The few infected bugs assigned to him to assist in the work were already foaming at the mouth from exhaustion. This was all the result of Infisto's thinking stimulation.
If you don't work enough hours 007, you are not a good infected subordinate!
Inphisto decided not to regard them as his brothers.
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"Hey, are you going to mop the floor all morning?" Zeger accompanied Chris to do business for a long time, and took advantage of the latter to rest, so he also went downstairs to get some fresh air.
Although he claimed to be in the office in name, in fact it was Chris and the employees of the Chamber of Commerce who were doing the work honestly. Zeger had been reading the newspaper and drinking tea with his legs crossed. It is estimated that these people in front of him today were also attracted by him.
Are you scared?
Zeger reflected on whether he had gone too far, but the first murder after time travel did not cause much psychological burden.
This feeling was almost the same as when he accidentally stepped on an ant in his previous life.
Zeger felt a little uncomfortable, as he was no longer the same species as humans.
But facing this Hajulisik who should be of the same species as himself, Zeger can't help but doubt - is this the Zerg? King?
"What you say is art, and art requires careful craftsmanship and patience." The Hydralisk King knelt on the ground and still wiped it gently with his fingers. The floor could already reflect light...
(Hell, I should have chosen someone else to act with me)
But when Zeger had this idea, he suddenly thought that he seemed to have no better candidate, and he was suddenly surprised and disappointed.
(No, I’d better go back and upgrade the insect nest in the third book)
Zeger shook his head and felt that neither the side business nor the main business should be left behind.