Alice's Dream Club

Bai Dongya was far less careless than his appearance, otherwise he would not have become the head of the jury.

When he sat down, he guessed that Zhuang Yan had such an arrangement, but now that he has personally admitted it, he felt a little helpless while sighing that it was true.

"Hey, you two brothers, a thief with a bad idea who does too much work is extremely immoral, and a wise man who is like a god of war, wouldn't he be able to get better treatment wherever he goes, why should he work for such a place that doesn't talk about it? Usually there are almost no complaints."

After thinking about it, he solemnly smiled and said, "Maybe you are stupid."

"Grass."

It can be seen that the smoothness of the plan makes Zhuang Yan feel good now, and generally he rarely jokes like he is now.

And as the "Watcher" of the enchantment of the entire headquarters, since I knew him, I have never seen him relax like this even once.

"That's fine, don't tell me about the rest of the arrangement now, then I will be kept in the dark to benefit the concealment of the plan. Although the connection is about to weaken to the level before your underage wife became a saint, But after all, it is the existence that can control our thoughts in the subconscious, so there is no guarantee that there will be other back-ups."

When it comes to the backhand's statement, the originally relaxed solemnity immediately returned to the previous seriousness.

"Old Bai, you must be careful no matter what, the presiding judge is directly under that god, you..."

"Don't worry, if something happened to me, it would have happened long ago. Besides, if something happened, it is the result I expected to see." Bai Dongya was sure that Zhuang Yan knew what he was referring to, so he simply reassured Zhuang Yan , and then immediately changed the subject.

"Speaking of gods, Lao Zhuang, you've got rid of the influence now, so tell me about this thing objectively," Bai Dongya knocked on his forehead, "Does the owner of this thing think it's a 'god'?"

Just like the evolution of the unknown gradually becoming known with the accumulation of knowledge, the current Bai Dongya has passed the stage of blind obedience, and has begun to have the ability to think on its own.

The once unknown and mysterious have been doubted, and he has finally questioned the existence of "gods" after broadening his horizons.

After pouring a glass of wine, he replied in a solemn tone, "I'll tell you after I drink it."

"Damn you grandson, I was fucking poisoned by you yesterday and you let me drink it? You are killing me!"

"Damn nonsense, these things will bring you immeasurable danger, if you want to know, you have to drink the fragment!"

After wavering for a moment between life safety and thirst for knowledge, Bai Dongya finally chose the latter.

The former would die, and when he decided to help Zhuang Yan, he had already put his life and death aside, so his life was worthless.

But the latter is worth money to me. Don't look at me standing there like a mountain, but at least I was a senior intellectual who engaged in science and investigated theology before I transferred to Muxiu Society. From the instinctive desire to know about unknown things, if you are not satisfied, you might as well die in place.

Suppressing his nausea and drinking the glass of wine, Bai Dongya gasped and growled, "Say—!"

Zhuang Yan's original intention was to use this method to persuade Bai Dongya to retreat. After all, his current situation is really "the more you know, the more dangerous it is", but he never expected Bai Dongya to be so desperate, or he still underestimated it. Bai Dongya's desire for these things.

"You're still this stinking bastard."

From nowhere, he found a pair of reading glasses, and Bai Dongya put his orchid fingers on them.

"This is the bottom line of being a scholar, don't blabber with nonsense, hurry up and say it."

"It's hard for me to say whether the owner of the Muxiu Society is a god, but if I just talk about whether I believe that there is a god three feet above my head, I believe that 'there is a god in this world'."

Hearing this statement, Bai Dongya's hands were already rubbing together.

He also leaned over with his whole body, as if his big face was about to bite him.

Zhuang Yan quickly punched him: "Go away."

The beaten one rubbed back, and immediately Bai Dongya took the initiative to drink a cup.

"I told you before that I have been to that club. Although it needs to provide equivalent bargaining chips, being able to respond to seemingly impossible demands is enough to be regarded as a 'god-like' existence. And As a witness, I... grass!"

With a sudden slap on his thigh, fine beads of sweat appeared on his solemn forehead.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Sighing, he solemnly smiled and shook his head: "It's the transaction agreement, I almost broke the agreement and ruined all the arrangements and even the results."

"……ah?"

"The first requirement of the transaction is not to disclose the details of the transaction to others," said a solemn tone with a bit of guilt, he is not like an old friend who has paid so much for himself and is still hiding it, but he is more Not wanting to implicate Bai Dongya, "If you violate this rule, not only will my transaction be revoked, but you will also be implicated and disappear into this world with me."

Hearing this statement, Bai Dongya, who was a little upset at first, suddenly understood.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I've heard that too, but are you overthinking it?"

"Um?"

Bai Dongya collapsed into the booth, like a disabled person, a huge version.

"I'm just asking you about the existence of gods, so what the hell are you doing by stabbing the transaction yourself?"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that it seemed to be the case, Zhuang Yan punched Bai Dongya in the stomach.

The shock force like hitting an iron plate was as solemn as a grandson in pain.

"Hiss... In short, I still believe in the existence of gods. Of course, they are not those mythical gods in the past, but true gods who use their own methods to save lives in desperate situations."

"That is to say, your kid now believes in that club?"

Although the tone was slightly teasing, Zhuang Yan could still see Bai Dongya's enthusiasm for that club.

It has nothing to do with whether you can respond to your own demands and get rid of Muxiu Society, it's just a yearning for that place.

Smacking his lips vigorously, Bai Dongya's gaze became a little erratic: "I'm getting more and more interested in what you said, but I just don't know how the treatment in that place is..."

Zhuang Yan: "..." I always feel that I have overestimated this big guy.

"Okay, I almost went to the hospital to lie down after drinking this bottle, and today I sneaked out." Picking up the bottle, he dialed the phone number of the jury, "You should go too 'Looking for the traces of the saint', otherwise it will be easy to attract suspicion."

"Well, pay attention to your body."

When the two ended their conversation, the screen of the two talking in front of Lynch also ended.

This was an early warning when the trader had signs of violating the transaction agreement. At that time, a picture popped up in front of his eyes, which really shocked Lynch.

After confirming that Mr. Zhuang did not violate the agreement reached, Lynch waved to Alice next to him. Seeing this, the latter immediately dropped the bag in his hand, and many tools and props used for assassination and camouflage the scene rolled out of the open bag out.

She is in a very bad mood right now, with a glance over her eyes, the pig that is leisurely arching its nest can curl up sensitively to the corner of the pigsty.

Continuing to build a pigsty for the pig, Mu Xinyi, who was beside her and didn't want to come to help, pinched her nose and said, "So the statement just now is quite interesting, there is a god three feet above your head——Banxian, you were warned just now And observe whether it conforms to this sentence?"

"The distance is a bit far, so I am a half-immortal."

"Tch," Mu Xinyi pouted, and returned to the topic, "So you have seen it now, this guy is called Bai Dongya, what should I do?"

"Let it take its course," Lynch stretched after setting up the last fence, "If that Mr. Bai can really become a trader, then I have no reason not to do his business."

"Show your tongue."

Deliberately drawing a long tone, Mu Xinyi pinched her nose and left the courtyard.

While thinking about whether to create a channel for this pig to turn into organic fertilizer, Lynch asked, "Why were you so angry just now? Of course, I'm not saying that you can't do this. Those who break the rules must To be severely punished, I just didn't expect you to be so angry."

"If the master is about to be able to do something that he has always wanted to do but has never done before, but loses the opportunity because of the impediment, I believe the master will be angry."

"Huh?" This statement made Lynch raise his eyebrows suddenly.

"Haven't you been punished before? Or is it that you've lost your head again?"

"You're a fish head!" She slapped the ground with her wire tail vigorously, and Alice resisted the urge to go up and kick Lynch in the pigsty, "I've never done anything to punish those who leaked the transaction content before." , all of them either died suddenly or disappeared due to various inexplicable accidents after the leak, anyway, the number of punishments I personally punished for this reason is still zero.”

"Then that's interesting." There was a certainty in it by chance, and Lynch thought he was suspicious, so he felt that there must be something in it, "but it may also have something to do with your muddled head—maybe it's in your lost There are these records in the memory—I think this matter can be classified into the general category of your memory recovery, and now it is mainly about the things in front of you.”

Lynch's statement made Alice obviously relieved.

What she was most worried about was that Lynch dropped all the things at hand to investigate this. There were so many things now, and Lynch sometimes thought of his temper as soon as he came out. Now he can say that, it is a lot of trouble for him. less hassle.

"So when does the master plan to start the experiment of fusion marks?"

"Of course, wait until Her Royal Highness is completely rescued by her prince," Lynch looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Now the signal is the weakest due to the problem of the saint. The connection between the sacred object and the saint is severed, presumably without this kind of repressed sacred object, it will regain a certain strength."

"Did the master do the investigation alone?"

"Where, am I just guessing, anyway, my guesses are usually quite accurate."

Alice: "..."