Went to the deluxe compartment, went upstairs, saw the sofa and the fire in the small hall, the rabbit finally moved like a bastard - the turtle couldn't help but pounced on a sofa.
"This lady is back!"
The rabbit roared, wrapped its tail, and kept shaking its body to drive away the cold. Fortunately, the apartment cars on this floor were all booked by the Secret Detective Club, otherwise, if it was so loud, it would be reported and the police would be called, right?
Gwen walked towards her door and looked away: "How about buying a caloric stone for the rat cart next time?"
"oops."
Cursed Blade was a little embarrassed: "I haven't been in this business for so long that I forgot to install the heater."
"Meow meow!"
Hearing the word "heating", the rabbit lost his temper and threw an apple at the curse blade.
They encountered a cold wave, no heating, and bumpy roads on the way, which was a great experience.
Even Gwen couldn't bear it and reminded her, "Next time, install the heater."
…………
In the early morning of the next day, Gwen's sweet dream was disturbed, and there was an urgent knock on the door.
He almost had a grand ambition in his heart, "Whoever knocks on the door, I will win his heart."
"It's time to get up."
He sat up, tied his long hair into a high ponytail, pulled up his almost fallen pajamas, and finally stuffed his cold feet into plush slippers, then yawned and got out of bed and walked towards the door.
And when Gwen opened the door angrily, the smiling face of Curse Blade appeared outside the door.
"Ta la!"
She made a "dah!" sound like a circus magician, but no dove appeared on her hand.
Gwen's single eye began to burn with flames.
"Young people today are really impatient."
The cursed blade first let out a physical sigh that made Gwen want to steal its heart.
But he quickly said something that forced Gwen to give up her last thought.
"Take care of yourself, I promised to take you to buy the secret book."
Secret book!
Gwen's sleepiness disappeared immediately. After seeing the fighting ability of the Silver-faced Man, he became curious about the secret code, which is almost as important as the development of source power. What's more serious is that, as a source power messenger,
, the element of 'curiosity' seems to have been increased several times, creating an emotion of 'if there is an enemy who has knowledge that I have not heard of, I must take a look'.
He rolled his eyes at the other person first: "Do you have to wake me up so early?"
"Because I'm very busy. It's not easy to spare time for a walk with you." Cursed Blade waved his hand and smiled a little crazy, "Go, go, don't you want your mother to help you change?"
Clothes, right?”
boom!
The heavy door closed heavily just in front of the tip of her nose.
Standing in a safe area, Curse Blade shook his head: "You are so rich in emotions, Mind Flayer Gwen."
…………
There is nothing good to say about a man changing his clothes.
Gwen had changed into a convenient suit and trousers. Although the trousers were not a formal style that emphasized the curves of the buttocks, they were still normal clothes. The white t-shirt on her upper body was also tight-fitting, but it felt very comfortable to wear.
, it should be some improvements made using high-grade materials.
Finally putting on a brown windbreaker, Gwen opened the door and saw Curse Blade reading a newspaper in the small hall.
He walked over.
Before he could speak, the cursed blade bounced up. He threw away the newspaper a little nervously and said with a trembling face: "It's terrible. The price of pine cones has increased from 4 rounds per bag to 6 rounds per bag. It's terrible. Tomorrow it will be tens of thousands of dollars."
What should I do if the purchase is limited?”
Gwen couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Utopia's purchase restriction list is the strangest thing. Sometimes it is restricted one day but will be lifted the next day. But it usually doesn't last more than three or four days, except for some products that are "permanently banned."
"so?"
"So!" Cursed Blade's eyes widened and he tilted his head. That beautiful and beautiful face was filled with a frightening feeling of madness. A slow smile appeared that looked like it was grinning from ear to ear.
He came out and said, "So today I'm not only going to buy the secret book, I'm also going to stock up on some pine cones! Oh, these are the best sea pine cones, I'm going to go now!"
Gwen has always been curious about whether Curseblade is considered a madman.
If so, then why does she usually act so sensible?
If not, then why is she acting so crazy now.
He had this question, and the rabbit who got up early was lying on a sofa, flipping through a book and saying lazily: "Curse Blade, squirrel-type Roots like you should be different from rat-type Roots. Only
The rats will go crazy."
"Bold."
Cursed Blade instantly transformed back into a cold-faced girl, looking at the rabbit coldly. Then she burst into laughter: "You are not allowed to look down on us squirrels!"
The rabbit rolled his eyes.
He stepped lightly on his cat's tail and yawned.
When the curse blade was overturned, he put his hands in his pockets and flushed the unbearable past into the trash can of memories like toilet paper.
Gwen had already finished breakfast in the restaurant on the second floor of the reception desk.
…………
【Normal People Bookstore】
When Gwen looked up at the bookstore in a Gothic building located at the front of the Fellow train, a 'very good, very abnormal' thought came to his mind. He turned around and saw the clean road.
Above, fully self-driving horseless carriages were operating, and Utopian people dressed like gentlemen and ladies were walking around.
But for some reason, I thought of ghouls in my mind.
He looked at the poster, which showed a man in medieval armor called Long Yan who gave off a taciturn impression. Suddenly, his vision became a little blurry, as if he saw a huge ghoul.
Just like the one he killed yesterday.
"Don't be stunned." Cursed Blade said, having misunderstood something. "The middle and front carriages are all standard Utopia citizens. They pay a citizen tax of 100 ml of black oil every year. They are rich and full of stability. A large number of Source Envoys will
From them."
“Aren’t the people in the middle and rear compartment citizens of Utopia?”
"Oh, dear." Curse Blade shrugged and opened the bookstore door, "You have to understand that some citizens are indeed more civil than others."
Probably understandable.
…………
The bookstore has huge bookshelves and a robotic arm that automatically selects books - and there is a huge group of Source Envoys in the store that Gwen had not imagined.
Nearly two hundred people walked around the bookstore's upper and lower floors, which were made up of bookshelves, selecting books.
"This is a bookstore specifically open to Source Power messengers. As long as you have bullets, oil soil, black oil or Utopia crude oil, and Source Gold, you can have almost everything here. In other words, this is no longer what we call a 'bookstore'
, but a settlement, a settlement of origin power messengers.”
"But I don't like coming here."
Curse Blade first announced passionately, and then showed an impatient expression. His moods were so changeable that he looked like a squirrel whose tail was set on fire.
"Why?"
Just as Cursed Blade was about to answer, he suddenly showed a peaceful smile and raised his head.
A female Source Force messenger came over. She was a woman with long flaxen hair and a sweet smile: "Curse Blade! You haven't been here for a long time. How is life on the Fellowship? I heard that you were in a foreign country before.
There's been a lot of trouble on the human account... The Black Earl is so angry that he's looking for trouble for you!"
"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."
Squirrel Girl said in a perfunctory tone: "The Black Earl is going to come to us for trouble, so let him first find a way to reach a non-aggression treaty with Long Yan."
"Long Yan, I heard that you and Long Yan don't seem to be getting along well?"
"It's not easy for me to choose his car as a hiding place?"
"Although it's reasonable, is there any possibility that you want to divert trouble to the east?"
"Absolutely impossible."
Cursed Blade and this strange woman laughed and patted each other on the shoulders, just like they were familiar best friends.
But Gwen still noticed a little bit of subtlety and disharmony.
While speaking, the woman looked at Curse Blade's face more than ten times, and each time she would be passively triggered to blush. At the same time, the woman also looked at Curse Blade's chest, waist, thighs, and the little boy who seemed to be in first love.
Girls do that, showing expressions of joy for every physical contact.
After the woman walked away.
Gwen asked with interest: "You have a good relationship with her?"
My heart is screaming: First love? Is it first love? Or is it the first love that comes out of the closet?
"once."
Curse Blade's expression turned cold.
Gwen thought: What a dishonest woman.
He added to the fire and deliberately asked: "How long ago?"
Cursed Blade glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a crazy and sad smile:
