This is the most confidential matter of all immortals. Gwen once learned a little about it through a certain document, and roughly understood the requirements of the ceremony. Anyway, it requires two very powerful Source Force users as the main ingredients, and a few side dishes.
Generally speaking, it is similar to cooking, except that all the materials used are permeated with ingredients of blood and sin.
The "Gray Kingdom Miraculous Pharmacopoeia" doesn't have much research on immortality rituals.
And it should be so.
Otherwise, Miss Shad probably would not have sent this book as part of the deal.
Every word, word, and sentence of this important material that is not written in witch language has been studied thoroughly, and all pretense has been removed from the skin to the bone.
Sitting in the passenger seat of Artem's car, Gwen opened the book and glanced at it quickly.
Suddenly, he felt a little warm.
Is it warm air?
He raised his head, looked at the heater in front of the passenger seat, and then tilted his head.
Not surprisingly.
Artyom's expressionless face had a very obscure, very... subtle, almost invisible feeling of pride.
The eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be looking at him secretly.
He understands.
He closed the book and asked with a smile: "Is this the new car you and Huita chose together?"
White Bear Shad's bear ears moved sensitively: "Yeah!"
Gwen said: "It's very good. The seats are very comfortable. It seems to me that it's a rear-wheel drive car? I've wanted a friend who drives this kind of car for a long time. You know, mountain climbing and so on. There are some gaps in the Fellowship."
too big……"
White Bear Shad really smiled.
Gwen thought:
"My efforts yesterday to take a look at Gray Tower's report and write it down were not in vain."
As a qualified spy, it is natural for Huita to send the data of the purchased car and some important matters to Gwen.
People with some ability tend to be arrogant. In many cases, having enough money may not allow them to give you a good answer.
For example, many studios, authors, etc. in the previous life were messy when working for others and serious when doing their own work, but there were still a lot of people washing the floor. Gwen was also washing the floor for them.
A group of people in the land, but now... the situation has changed.
He is an investor.
In order to avoid the situation where Artyom is unable to do his job, Gwen must maintain the confidence of a boss, that is, he can "understand what his subordinates want to do." This is crucial.
Staying mysterious and keeping the feeling that makes the other person feel that "he understands me" is simply sweet poison for some arrogant people.
This is also the case now.
Take a look.
Artyom, who looked cool and cold to outsiders, was now enthusiastically discussing with Gwen the types of cars, the differences between rear-wheel drive and front-wheel drive, and what kind of engine oil to buy for maintenance.
Gwen doesn't understand.
But often, after thinking about it, he would name some of the supplies that Penny asked for, and Artyom would get a pensive expression and admiring eyes.
Gwen just smiled.
Because he really doesn’t understand anything at all, but he understands Penny, the spirit of the train, the super nun. If Halloween comes, Gwen would like to put on a little white cloth and act coquettishly with her. Miss Petunia is
She knows these things. As a big coach, she has heard about all the treasures suitable for trains and vehicles in the world. She even has a product catalog, and the product maintenance from the witch world is her favorite.
Artyom doesn't have that much experience in this area.
He doesn't have much money.
You can only learn about these things by reading books and magazines.
What he wanted to know was Penny's life, and Gwen's conversation was at this level. Even if he didn't understand it, he could still impress Artyom with a lot of first-hand information.
In the end, this white bear Shad was more enthusiastic.
Today they took the official passage, a road that is about three meters higher than the standard train ground.
However, there is still a bit of traffic jam.
And the question is:
"The Tea Festival is coming, and people from all over Utopia are coming."
This is of course an exaggeration.
Utopia has a very large population. During the Tea Festival, people with a little money will go to some better carriages to celebrate the festival and spend a whole week of carnival.
Great drinks, great food, and all kinds of entertainment.
For example, there are some gorgeous men and women on the street who need support.
Some circus.
Oh, and there's the Colosseum. This is the only legal place to store monsters on the Fellowship, the Colosseum. But it's not on the Fellowship, it's on the Fellowship - the Florin. The Florin is
It operates a huge Colosseum, which only connects to the Lao Xiang train as the last carriage during festivals and provides entertainment for the audience. On weekdays, it is used as a hunting ground, training ground and shooting range.
Watching cricket fights is a human hobby.
But to a certain extent, Long Yan is not the Virgin, he is just a Utopian Virginist. Vampires? Werewolves? Ratmen? Throw them all into the Colosseum.
So many good programs.
The services provided by Laoxianrenhao are quite good.
Compared with other trains that looked like frames, it was exciting to see a lady from the country who was elegantly and luxuriously dressed, with an air of idealism, and her clothes were half-tied unwillingly.
Of course, the first thing is that the goods must be solid.
Long Yan works for the Explorers Association, and the Explorers Association has given back more than 80 dance troupes and crews to him, and holds opera concerts, salons, and new book readings throughout the fellow villagers, which can greatly relieve the pressure on the residents of the villagers.
and emotions, to create a healthier and friendlier group source network. All the sources of this car can benefit, except Gwen! (Gwen’s source is warmth, but...if there is no cold winter, how can warmth be cherished by others?
Woolen cloth?)
There are benefits for everyone.
Gwen didn't, so Gershon was very unhappy.
Then Gerssensen had to face the consequences of this incident.
The disadvantage of this is...
"Ah, the traffic has stopped completely." Artyom had a rare emotion.
Traffic jam!
The traffic flow was completely blocked. On this official road, a large number of horse-drawn carriages, ox carts, rat carts, and several bear carts could be seen passing by.
Some of these animals are well trained not to urinate anywhere, and some...
Puff, puff, puff~
Gwen and Artyom looked at the car lined up behind the elephant car in the next lane in silence, and the owner of the car had an ugly look on his face.
"Fortunately among misfortunes... there is a privately-made chariot in front of us, heavy wheels, tsk... The cunning guy, with the exhaust port facing upward, probably used the angle of a miniature train to declare, and thus obtained this one
The casting rights of chariots..."
Artem mingled among drivers.
The three most informed types of people in the world are drivers, secretaries and curse blades.
Privately built tanks are not allowed to be used in Utopia, but this cannot stop people in Utopia from having a strong interest in "protecting themselves with steel." Almost every engineer has modified a privately built tank before becoming a formal engineer.
experience.
To be specific, it's not too complicated.
Instead of using tracks, replace the exhaust port (and secretly add a mechanism to lower the exhaust pipe), dismantle the main gun on the outside, and remove the heavy machine gun to keep six people seated (minimum requirement for mini trains)
, which is basically enough. By the way, the main gun is not something that ordinary Utopians can afford, so they will use homemade cannons, hide them in their cars, mount them on the turret when in use, and then blast!
"Aren't Huita and you planning to get one?"
Artyom took out his cigarette, turned on the ventilation system, lit the cigarette and held it in his mouth.
He said: "No, the upper limit for privately built tanks is too weak, but it is too expensive. If good special steel is not used, even ordinary demons cannot withstand it."
He scratched his head, "If we use special steel, they are very heavy, and then we have to change the engine. After changing the engine, we have to change the size of the engine room of the car, and finally we have to change the chassis. In short, it is very troublesome. Besides, we have to change the engine room size of the car.
A vehicle like this would be even more of a waste if it didn't have a main gun, but whether it's the Marle No. 2 main gun or the No. 3 main gun, we can't get it. There is only the No. 1 gun on the black market, and that thing is extremely heavy.
There is still a lot of steam mist after firing a cannon, and a special heat dissipation device and exhaust structure must be made..."
He complained a lot.
Gwen grasped the key point and refined it: "The counterweight is not enough for comparison, and the overall vehicle model matching data is wrong."
After using some professional terms, Gwen gained a sense of superiority from the other person's eyes.
Curse Blade is right. Occasionally you still have to use some professional vocabulary when facing these people. It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not, but whether the other person understands it or not.
This will help with stability.
Artyom glanced outside the window. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he took off his sunglasses.
"Um?"
Gwen looked over and sat up suddenly, tilting her head and looking out the window.
On the walk about two cars away from them, a group of Harley Quinns were passing by, advertising.
The method of advertising is rather special.
They were wearing very short jeans on their lower bodies, and their upper bodies were...painted, painted by the circus they belonged to.
Gwen's eyes widened, trying to confirm whether the word "Valley" in the middle of "Mond Valley Circus" was a little unclear.
Artem accidentally burned his finger with a cigarette.
He grinned, put down his cigarette, and muttered: "The Black Tea Festival is here, everything... is going here."
"You don't like it."
Artyom spoke righteously: "Whoever he doesn't like must be sick. I bet that proud cat man would also stare wide-eyed here. This... you have to understand what I mean.
, this is not ordinary, this is a kind of, tut... environment, a special feeling, you understand?"
"I understand how you feel."
Gwen said: "It's just that at this time, I don't care very much whether these Harley Quinns are beautiful or ugly, but they are young, have this figure, and then, symmetrical! There are many of them, just like the hospitals in fantasy works.
The place is the same, right?"
"That's it!" Artyom's eyes lit up. He, he felt that this was a suitable description!
In fantasy works, the feeling of rows of people is a certain ‘scene’, a certain kind of ‘surreal’.
He put on his sunglasses again and returned to his indifferent look.
But Gwen knew that the relationship between White Bear Shad and herself was getting closer, and a kind of iron-buddy relationship was spreading.
The two chatted about some pleasant topics again.
White Bear Shad is indeed relatively generous. When it comes to these things, he is not as secretive as Gray Tower, but it is probably because his hobbies are different from Gray Tower's "mother who is about this tall". He is
The traditional Sade pie is large enough, and the delicate meat can easily form a continuous wave that brings the ultimate viewing experience.
But this does not discriminate against short people.
On the contrary, if you are the kind of top-notch brat, White Bear Shad can also accept it.
As these topics progress, I feel that the bond between the 'lower man' is improving... But, what the hell, two men have nothing to do when they are stuck in traffic, so they can't talk about work, right?
The vehicles moved forward slowly due to the traffic jam.
It took Gwen an extra half an hour to get back to the Sniper Cat today.
After returning, he said to Artyom: "Brother, next time you should choose a hidden road. My curiosity about the official channel has completely disappeared. Next time, we will take the sewer you mentioned."
"
Artyom looked at the wheels of his new car and smelled an unnatural stench.
White Bear Shad sighed: "I'll find someone to wash the car in a minute...I will definitely not go official at the next Tea Festival."
"Okay, it's up to you." Gwen pointed to the white bear Shad with both hands.
He turned around and walked to the second floor. In the transitional compartment in the middle of the second floor, he took off his boots and pulled off his cloak. Feeling the comfortable temperature, he shook his body. Thanks to the extra layer he wore under the cloak, otherwise he would still be there.
I'm really embarrassed to walk up like this, he's not a coral!
On the second floor, Cat Varo is playing cards with Tomia, and he even seems to have the upper hand!
You can tell it from the constant trembling of Tomia's flesh.
As a person with a high IQ, it is simply unacceptable that he would lose to Mao Lan in poker.
"Tomia!"
Gwen shouted.
He said: "How is your work, demonology stuff?"
To be honest, Gwen thought that Wendy and the others would stop her from studying demonology at first, but unexpectedly, the demons were very interested in dissecting the corpses of their own race, and even mistakenly thought that Gwen was going to hold a buffet!
"It's okay, it's no big deal."
Tomia found an opportunity to break away from the card game with Cat Lantern and handed the cards in her hand to Cat Kaka, who was watching from the side.
Ignore what the cat Kaka said: "Meow! What a bad card!"
Tomia asked Gwen with a smile: "Is there anything else I can help with?"
"yes."
Gwen touched her chin: "Do you know where I can buy a body?"
Tomia hesitated and said: "You want to eat?"
Gwen was furious: "You're the one who wants to eat it! We don't welcome cannibal pie here!"
"Where is it?"
Gwen replied: "It works, I want to do an experiment."
This is very common.
Generally speaking, Utopians would sell their bodies, but Tomia didn't take it seriously and asked casually:
"What experiment?"
Gwen said:
"Try to create a few more mind flayer resurrected bodies."
