Sparks came to the office and asked for a batch of funds for the research of alchemical potions.
Mihayla came to the office and asked for funds to conduct alchemy research. At the same time, she showed off the multifunctional weapon she developed and asked for more funds for mass production.
The Clerical Order has hoarded a batch of monster materials and needs a certain amount of funds to clean and purify them before selling them for money.
The demons stole some demon technology and prepared to make some demon cannons to sell.
...
"Middlelia!" Gwen signed another letter. After calculating with distress that the military reserve had dropped by another 7%, she finally couldn't help but call out to Middlelia who was working hard.
The other person looked up at him.
Her red hair is naturally curly. She wears a pair of black glasses and looks quite intellectual.
"Captain Gwen?"
Gwen asked: "Aren't you here to control me, uh, to help me control the outflow of my funds? Why are there so many expenses today?"
"These are called investment and equipment assets."
Mideliya said: "Your money has turned into equipment and raw materials, but your assets have not been reduced because of this, because the equipment and raw materials are placed here and will not escape or grow their own legs, so that means
That is, they are no longer for military use, but they are still your assets, and your money has not decreased. Then these things will eventually become commodities, and after they are sold, they will be your profits. We are getting better and better on the road to health.
Go further and further.”
Healthy financial situation.
Gwen let out a breath: "But, I think our cash balance seems to be a bit insufficient?"
"Because of this, I am applying to you to receive a batch of cash as an additional personal investment for you."
"Um?"
Mideliya flipped her hair and showed a malicious smile: "I have calculated the specific parameters of the first batch of scum quite clearly, and I have completely organized them into a special task force.
I persuaded them by saying that I was a secret team.”
"Huh?" Gwen intertwined her hands with great interest, resting her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her knuckles. "Tell me more carefully?"
Miss Mi said with a bad smile: "There is such a group of people, as scum, they have stored a good amount of goods and funds on the Fellowship. Of course we can take these things away without their consent, but they
They will definitely be angry. So I thought, maybe I can have a chat with them and tell them that there is a village train outside the Fellowship. It is a small village with a population of sixty or seventy people, which is very suitable for making some sacrifices to the mind flayers.
, open some more buffets.”
Long Yan provided a small village train for us to use? Gwen looked at Miss Mi.
Miss Mi spread her hands: "Then, a very scary monster will appear in that village. Unfortunately, our scum team will be wiped out, and our great little Pope Zoe will reward them and kill that powerful monster.
monster, collect everyone's remains and burn them, and then pull out the monster's materials, leaving a small portion to Captain Long Yan in exchange for the other party's understanding. Let's collect the legacy of this scumbag team, the Clerical Order
Harvesting money, you receive part of the money, part of the materials, and inner happiness, Captain Long Yan also gains happiness and part of the materials, and everyone is happy.”
A win-win means that a third party will definitely be harmed, and a triple-win means that the harm suffered by the victim must be particularly serious.
Fortunately, the victims this time will not file a labor complaint.
"What kind of monster makes Long Yan want its materials?"
Proposing a deal, Gwen did not object to the deal, but only if she knew what Long Yan wanted to do.
Ms. Mi said: "An angel, a fallen angel. It once came to Utopia as some kind of evil god and caused a series of tragedies. So far, this fallen angel has become a cult figure for women and prostitutes.
The worship target of Yin's fanatical believers. Dragon Flame cannot summon it, but you can use the source power as bait and the fallen souls of those scum as temptation. It will appear, and when the time comes, justice and justice will
Justice will prevail."
An evil god... no, a fallen one
Fallen angel, fallen angel, some kind of variant of fallen angel, I don’t know what disgusting abilities it will evolve, but in short, this is a very strong monster.
It is the source of all kinds of dark evil rituals.
It seems that the object of worship of most people who committed suicide is this evil angel.
Angels are strong, but not that strong.
The only thing you need to worry about is how much stronger darkened angels like fallen angels will become - in fact, Gwen had some misunderstandings about fallen angels. Except for a few talented angels who will become more powerful after falling, most of them will become stronger.
Most of them will only become weaker, because the strength of angels is pseudo-strength rather than hard power. Most of them rely on "having a father above their heads" to support their strength and strength. And falling means "no father anymore" or "replacement of stepfather."
Very few people would be kind to their wife’s children who are not their own.
"What is its specific combat effectiveness?"
"Dragon flames can last seconds."
Well......
"specific?"
Miss Mi rubbed her hair and blew a breath: "Okay, if Long Yan fights it, it will take about ten rounds to kill it. For you, if it is in full swing, it will take about five
About ten rounds."
This means that even if the entire scum squad is equipped with consumables aimed at it, there will be no chance or possibility of counterattack.
It also means that something must be targeted.
Not being able to kill quickly means there will be a lot of trouble.
Gwen asked: "Can't I let Long Yan go with me?"
"He was targeted by the special task force, and, you remember what I said, right? That fallen angel is quite cunning. It smelled the source of the dragon flame and stopped coming back. More importantly, the dragon flame was poisoned that year.
Curse, the curse does not hurt him, but hurts it! Understand? It is a curse that wherever the dragon flame appears, the wings of the fallen birdman will hurt... In this way, it can
Information about dragon flames was obtained illegally."
Miss Mi said: "This is a very dangerous thing and a very scary thing."
She paused and repeated: "It's very dangerous. If Long Yan is sensed that he is not on the Fellowship, big things will happen, especially now. It was okay before. Long Yan has a magical item that can make him
Pretending that he is still here, but actually not... But such rare items require a certain amount of fuel. There is not much fuel on the Fellowship, so there is no way to supply it all the time. Now he is in the stage of being out of stock.
.”
Gwen nodded: "I understand."
Now it was Midelia's turn to be curious:
"Do you have a way to do it quickly?"
"I'll find a way to get it done quickly."
Gwen made it clear in a subtle way that she did not want to be tracked, and at the same time she did not want her information to be probed.
...
Rest apartment.
Annalie had a gloomy look on her face, but she controlled her expression to prevent any wrinkles between her brows, because once...
"Is your home making you uncomfortable?"
The gentle tone made Annalie uncomfortable. She smiled at the young squirrel girl next to her with a sweet, crazy and caring smile:
"fine..."
"Did I make you uncomfortable?" Squirrel Girl came closer, "I know, we are strangers to you... Your name is Annalee, right? It's a nice name. Do you want Mango?
Pudding? I bought it new."
Guilt filled the young mind flayer's mind.
She shouldn't feel guilty.
But now I feel it.
She shouldn't feel guilty.
But the flames of guilt made her voice feel like it was going hoarse. She was using the body of the woman's daughter in front of her, and the other party was unconditionally good to her because she was her daughter. In this way, she was like a
Like a thief, like an indescribably despicable thief.
Looking at this woman.
Annalie wanted to say: Wake up, your daughter is dead, and standing in front of you is a resurrected soul, a... terrible
Unbelievable.
If you really want to say it.
But, is such a rational statement correct? If it is correct, does it necessarily mean the right thing? At least not here. It is easy to crush the other party’s illusions with just one sentence, but what if what is shattered is not just illusions?
Crushed, what if it wasn't just this woman's fantasy?
Annalie's flaming eyes looked at the woman quietly.
She... is crazy, but this kind of madness is a kind of memory of pain and extravagant hope.
This woman believes in Yuanli.
Annalee thought.
This woman believed that a miracle would happen, that this completely unfamiliar but extremely familiar girl in front of her would react to her favorite food and favorite toys. Little by little, it was as if an electric current was stimulating the movement of the dead frog.
The spasm in the thighs, hoping that this spasm will bring about the miracle of resurrection from the dead.
What would happen if this little bit of spiritual support was shattered?
The mind flayer was a little confused.
She has never been with anyone.
The other mind flayers all look the same, and they all have the same look. Although they have their own personalities, when they get together, they all use "whether or not" sentences to answer questions.
"Done?" "Y/N"
"No success?" "Y/N"
"Went to XX hunting?" "Y/N"
There is not too much emotional interaction.
Therefore, this kind of emotional interaction successfully made me...lost and confused.
What's even scarier is.
Annalie thought of her past self.
Started to think of:
"Have I...killed...an innocent person like this woman? Have I ever killed someone like this woman's daughter?"
Think of it this way.
Annalie suddenly discovered.
Emotions came.
Pain and panic, self-blame and sadness, the feeling of waking up and realizing that you have missed something important.
Ding dong.
Ding dong----
The doorbell broke the gaze between Annali and the woman. The other woman looked away and ran to the door to open the door. Annali breathed a sigh of relief. If she continued to look, she was afraid that she would show weakness and guilt. She was afraid of being beaten.
Shatter the other person’s dream that is as fragile as a tea cup.
Could it be that the big squirrel is coming back? Annalie thought, but she was stunned again.
Why do you...
Don’t use source power to sense? If you use source power to sense, it’s not easy...
"Do I want to be a human? No, do I want to be an ordinary human?"
There will be no answer to this question.
"Mr. Gwen, you are here..."
It's Gwen.
Annalie felt a sense of relief inexplicably. It was like a frightened cat feeling relieved when it hears the person taking it home, although it is a metaphor.
...
Gwen explained her purpose.
"I need to take Annalee on a mission, and I was thinking that if she is still staying at your house, I don't have to go to her place of work to wait for her."
In order to avoid misunderstandings, and to create a situation where the person borrowing your daughter's body will not be your daughter, it is said to the outside world that Annalie is working on the Sniper Cat and is a small social animal who needs to work every day. Although this is what is happening in front of you.
A young lady once said, 'Let such a young child go to work?', while the older lady gave a real blow, 'You are small because your body is small.
Gwen didn't like doing this very much because she always saw the gloomy look in this woman's eyes.
The young Squirrel Girl was silent for a moment and asked, "Why didn't she go to school?" "She didn't go to work today."
"The work here is relatively free, and it's a piece-rate work."
Gwen took it out and had already thought about it.
He said something and waved to Annali:
"Let's go, I have a lot of things to do today."
It was obvious that Annalie was relieved.
Gwen looked at the young Mrs. Squirrel and waved:
"She will pay the rent. From now on, she has never been a rent-free person."
...
Get in Artem's car.
Annalie's expression relaxed a lot. Gwen thought that she must not be good at dealing with such emotional things. The young mind flayer might not spend as much time with humans as with the cat lights that occasionally act as alarms on the roadside.
It takes more time. She must be suffering from the sweetness and pain of emotions, Gwen has this judgment.
Because he did it on purpose.
Bring the mind flayer up close and personal with a mother or two who have lost their daughters.
The birth of emotions will blunt the Mind Flayer's knife, a sharp blade that can hurt anyone. Gwen hopes to make it a sharp blade mainly used to deal with monsters.
"...How does she treat you?" Gwen asked in a calm, unwavering tone. He discovered that he really couldn't act, so he simply put on a paralyzed face and low emotional feedback, so that others
On the contrary, it is even harder to see through.
"It's okay." The mind flayer didn't want to answer.
Gwen gathered a trace of warmth at her fingertips.
"Good," he said, "it doesn't look like she sees you as a stand-in or substitute for her daughter."
The source of warmth has been reduced a little.
A tiny bit that is invisible and inaudible. If Gwen hadn't weighed this source of power with extremely solemn attention, he wouldn't have been able to feel it at all, and he wouldn't have been able to know that he had caused pain to the 'Mind Flayer'.
"A mother who has lost her child will look for a replacement for her child. If she doesn't have this characteristic, that would be great. We don't want that result, it will cause harm to each other." Gwen felt the source of power.
continues to weaken.
"Perhaps." Annalie's voice returned to a level without emotion. Rather, it sounded like the voice of someone who had cried and responded with a suppressed voice.
"No possibility." Gwen turned her head and looked at Annalie, "You are a mind flayer, a weird story. If a human has feelings for you, that would be the worst thing. We are mind flayers, so you
The only one you can rely on is me, the only one you can trust is me, the same kind of person, right?"
"Yes. So I won't have unnecessary useless emotions, Gwen." Annalie said expressionlessly, "Tell me about the mission."
Now, it's like two mind flayers having a conversation.
