Alice's Dream Club

In order to compensate for his loneliness, and also to reward himself as the boss for his hard work, after leaving early the next morning, Lynch bought a box of lollipops on the way, and besides that, he also bought three new mobile phones , several sets of equipment that may be used for experiments and tests, and some discounted or newly released games on the steam platform.

Except that the mobile phone is a standard employee benefit, the rest are rewards for the three people's hard work, which can be counted as bonuses.

After filling in the delivery address of the equipment and paying the money, Lynch came to the desolate suburb just like wandering around.

Without disturbing the watchman surnamed Zhuang, he stopped outside the camouflage barrier for a moment and then stepped forward. Suddenly, the scenery around him suddenly changed from a desolate area to the sacrificial hall. It's like stepping from one world to another, he is the ferryman with cross-boundary power.

Zhuang Yan and Kalian did a good job in the follow-up. There were no additional guards in the sacrificial hall. There was not much change here and when Mu Xinyi arrived. The only difference was that the stone pillar that imprisoned the saint was repaired.

The chains were removed, and all traces of the saint's life here were removed.

It's like there has never been a "saint" in Muxiu Society.

After roughly observing the sculptures on the stone pillars for a while, Lynch walked slowly towards the altar.

The stone slab placed on the altar is still receiving the brilliance of the will, but even if the brilliance of the will is injected, the slate is just like a stone carving that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary. There was a strange aura emanating, and there was no fluctuation related to the "god" in any heard, let alone any clues that could be connected with the "Blood Elizabeth".

Trying not to alarm the surrounding alarm mechanism, Lynch stood by the altar and looked at it carefully.

From the irregular edges, it can be determined that this slate has fallen off from an integral part, which is exactly the same as the two "origin slates" owned by the blood race.

The reason why the stone slab fell off is temporarily unknown, and there must be something hidden in this way of falling off that can become an independent picture form.

Putting aside the question of the cause of the slate for the time being, Lynch focused on the picture depicted by the slate:

Among the lines representing chaos, a leader leads his followers towards the line. Those chaos seem to be afraid of this leader, and they separate from them as they move forward, just like Moses divided the sea.

It was difficult for that person to distinguish the gender from the depiction on the stone slab. All he knew was that he was covered under a heavy cloak, and an eye symbol roughly consistent with the eye pattern enshrined on the top of the altar was engraved in the center of the leader's body. Lynch found that the figure of this person was somewhat abnormal. His figure was carved with dotted lines, which should indicate that he does not have a real body, but another form of existence, such as the blood Elizabeth.

The "life form" of Blood Elizabeth is close to energy life, those blood is just a carrier for sustenance of will, and Lynch also tentatively speculates that this "pioneer" on the stone slab is also of this kind through the blood Elizabeth related to it. form.

At the end of the chaotic and separated road, there is a mirage world looming. The dotted line represents that the place similar to the city cannot be sure whether it really exists, and it is difficult to discern the specific shape and appearance of that world with a relatively primitive level of depiction.

They clapped their hands lightly, and after a while, a chirping of birds came from outside the hall.

"Cucko—"

The flying raven consciously landed on Lynch's raised arm. Its eyes gleamed fiercely, as if hesitating for something.

Scratching the big chest of the fat pigeon, he immediately clenched his five fingers: "Are you struggling to learn how to call a hawk? Hurry up and work."

"As expected of me, I'm great and... well, let's get to work—do you want to print all the details?"

Seeing the master who was about to pinch him to death nodded, a sound of mechanical work came from Raven's body.

Immediately afterwards, its eyes shot out a scanning light, scanning and copying the overall pattern and structure of the stone slab.

Raven's scanning efficiency is very high, and its printing technology is even higher. The chest with fluffy feathers slowly opens, and the flexible nozzles protruding from the inside spray down out of thin air. A replica that is safe and consistent with the slate is born.

Seeing Raven's chest returning to its original shape, Lynch was stunned for a while before opening his mouth in a deep voice.

"Get off my arm next time you print."

"Huh? Is there any special saying?"

Lynch pointed to his sleeve: "It doesn't matter if you want to be bullied by Alice - this dress was newly bought by Alice for me, and now it's burned by your heat dissipation mechanism and I can't wear it for the second time. "

Raven: "..."

Ignoring Raven's silence, Lynch picked up the copied slate.

When he turned around, he was already in the living area of ​​the club, and Alice was getting ready to wash away the dust for Lynch. With sharp eyes, she immediately noticed the burn mark on Lynch's cuff, and frowned slightly. , She first dusted Lynch off the dust, then poked the feather duster at Lynch, and took out a pair of nitrile gloves from behind that she usually used to silence her.

"Does the master have a description of the attacker?"

If nothing else, the feather duster stuck on her thigh was her blaming herself for not treating the new clothes she bought well.

After pulling out the feather duster, Lynch took out a lollipop and stuffed it into Alice's mouth.

"Don't be so troublesome. If you are really angry, we can have stewed raven for lunch today."

Grabbing it casually, a fat pigeon flapping its wings appeared in Alice's hands. These gloves are still useful, which made Alice feel quite open. She even hummed a little song when she walked to the kitchen .

He weighed the slate in his hands, and Lynch took a deep breath: "Second King? Second King!"

"It's your rule to prohibit loud noises in the club!"

The Second King didn't come out, but Mu Xinyi responded to Lynch's call angrily. She was standing on the hanging platform on the second floor, and she was only wearing a set of cute pajamas full of girlish colors.

Looking down at Lynch below, there was a tendency to smash the pillow in his arms on his face in the next second.

"If you don't say that you are a half-immortal, you are wicked, and you insist on yelling when others are catching up on sleep!"

"Why do you catch up on sleep in broad daylight?" Lynch smiled, "Go to your steam terminal to check and accept the project bonus, it will be enough for you to play for a while."

Mu Xinyi was still a little stunned when she heard it, but the unhappiness on her face turned into excitement in an instant, and she ran back to her room, and ran back after a burst of joyful shouts.

"Half Immortal," Mu Xinyi appeared in front of Lynch with an indescribable begging, "You see I worked very hard before, so can I ask for an annual leave?"

"Playing games?"

"That's right," Mu Xinyi didn't feel any embarrassment at the exposure of her dead house attribute, "It's rare that there are so many games... not many, just give me four or five days off, as the saying goes, combine work and rest Well."

Lin Qi thought that it was no different from a vacation when he was free, and now he didn't need Mu Xinyi to continue to work, so he agreed to her request for leave.

However, Lynch was still somewhat curious about her situation of only looking but not buying.

"By the way, you can be considered a young lady, you should not be short of money, why didn't you buy it before?"

"Who says there's no shortage of money?" Mu Xinyi suddenly exuded a sense of resentment when mentioning this, "I'm a cover-up identity as an intern antiquities researcher, where does this job get so much salary, and besides, I have to rent a house by myself , reasonable rent is so expensive, I can't even eat if I encounter something that requires expenses..."

"You don't live much better than the second generation... so you just throw those games in the wish list and watch them eagerly to quench your thirst?"

Mu Xinyi nodded approvingly: "I'm almost drinking poison to quench my thirst..."

After figuring out why Mu Xinyi was so excited just now, Lynch decided to give her a few days off.

It's too miserable for a young lady to become like this because of her hypocrisy.

After giving Mu Xinyi two days of annual leave, ignoring her contempt for oppressing the employees, Lynch called out to the second generation again.

This time, Lynch used his trump card in the call. Through the situation of emerging from the shadows for a second, Lynch confirmed that the second's weakness may lie in this.

He shouted like this: "Second King, I bought you meat back!"

When he found out that Lynch was lying to him, the second generation was very upset, but when he saw the familiar slate in Lynch's hand, the depression in his heart turned into anticipation and curiosity in an instant, and he still had some feelings for himself. Once anxious.

"Is this the stone slab that Missy said?"

Lynch nodded: "Copy."

II: "..."

Suppressing the urge to bite down on Lynch himself as the meat he bought, and adjusting his emotions for a moment, Ershi jumped a little anxiously.

"Boss, I won't say anything about your panting temper. Why don't you take it back? If I come into contact with that slate and suddenly play back a piece of history or other developments, wouldn't it be possible to investigate directly?" Progress has been made by leaps and bounds!"

"That's right," Lynch clapped his fists deeply, "but did you respond to the stone slabs of your family? Or did you say that Lu Sifan didn't let you touch those stone slabs, lest there would be more troubles?" Something serious happened."

Hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the second silently turned his face away: "I didn't think of this..."

The embarrassment lasted for less than three seconds, and she looked up at Lynch again: "So this should be brought back for me to try! After all, I have wasted a chance!"

After lightly flicking the second king's forehead, the scenery around them suddenly changed to the sacrificial hall.

The altar was not far from the two of them, and the second did not hesitate, and even walked towards the altar.