Alice's Dream Club

After the transaction contract was signed, Fenrir took Qi Kexiu and left the club, and then Rusfan and I also bid farewell.

The club became quiet again, and Lynch greeted Alice.

"Love Sauce~"

"Copyright warning," Alice asked with a blank look at Lynch, "What is the master's order?"

"Listed, the club has suspended all transactions in the near future."

Although it was up to Lynch to think about whether or not the transaction was going on, Alice still put up a notice board outside the reception hall that read "Our store will be temporarily closed soon", and the closing time was also clearly written on it.

Unknown today.

Rao was so big that he was missing something, the Second King was dumbfounded when he saw this scene, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word from his throat.

"Boss, please be yourself and let Alice go..."

Lynch: "...???"

Alice naturally knew that what the second generation complained about was that Lynch had "brought her into trouble", but to be honest, since Lynch joined the job, her mentality has indeed changed a lot, and her emotions are no longer full of dead silence and emptiness. It was as if the missing parts were gradually being filled.

She is sure that this sense of fulfillment comes from getting along with Lynch and others, not from the transactions completed after Lynch joined the company. My current self feels far more "alive" than my previous self.

After hanging up the sign, Alice came back after tidying up her mind and began to tidy up the table. She asked as she tidied up.

"Does the owner want to avoid the leaders of other ethnic groups coming to make protective trade demands, and then give the goblin the illusion that 'the club has no trade response and has fallen into a period of silence'?"

Lynch didn't respond, but just made tea for himself leisurely.

Quick flush in bag.

Both himself and the second generation, including Mu Xinyi, have strongly condemned and solemnly warned Lynch that there are other arrangements to prohibit hiding, so his current non-response clearly conveys a meaning: you guess.

No, he did have other plans.

The content of the gathering is nothing more than the relationship between the gate of dreams and the appearance of goblins. Now that there is already a deal with the goblins, there is a high probability that another arrangement is related to the gate of dreams.

After thinking for a while, Alice took out Lynch's gun and shot the teacup in Lynch's hand.

"...This cup is an antique!"

"Things that you dare to touch in the open are fakes." Putting away the gun, Alice left a clone to continue cleaning, while the main body came to the tea cabinet, blasted Lynch away and started While making tea, he said, "On the other hand... for the witcher?"

"Your words make me so sad..."

Seeing Alice pull out the gun again, Lynch quickly took a step back.

However, his performance told Alice, on the other hand, it was to arrange for the witcher.

After making the hot tea and handing the teacup to Lynch, Alice said: "Master, considering the similarities between the witcher and the goblin, wants to rely on the fact that the club suddenly disappeared to observe the reaction of the witcher at the same time?"

"Volià!"

With a snap of his fingers, the projection screen appeared on the wall.

The picture presented by the projection screen happened to be the three demon hunters who left their observation marks last time.

At this time, the three of them were not wearing the standard uniforms of demon hunters, but the clothes they put on were also quite special. Usually, people called this kind of clothes: hospital gowns.

The three were placed in the same four-bed ward, and their clothes and equipment were placed in the empty bed. The placement of those things is quite exquisite, and the three of them can quickly put them on and arm them. Of course, the premise is that they now have the ability to react quickly.

The worst situation was that woman. As the captain, she not only had to command actions, but also shouldered the responsibility of protecting her teammates. Both of her legs were covered with thick plaster, and her right shoulder and left arm were also cast. For this treatment, not only the body, but also the head was covered with thick bandages. If she was lying flat there, no one would believe that she was a newly watermarked mummy ready to be buried.

Three holes were dug out for the eyes, mouth and nose, so as not to affect her daily life as much as possible.

The other two male team members are much better. At least they now have one arm free to play with their phones.

Or play a prank on their sleeping captain.

After finishing the artistic creation on Tina's leg plaster and putting down the spray paint cans for graffiti, the witcher, who was afraid that he would not offend his captain, smiled and asked, "What do you think of my work this time? "

The team member who was playing with the mobile phone glanced at him, and immediately exclaimed sincerely: "You are dead."

This should be the highest affirmation for the team member who made the graffiti, at least he happily threw himself on the bed after receiving this evaluation.

Then it hurt like a grandson because of the collision of the wound.

Thinking of the wounds on his body, the pain on his face turned into pride, and he was proud of the experience that brought these pains.

"Having said that, the purity of those vengeful spirits we met on the other side this time is really surprisingly high. I hope other teams don't lose their staff..."

"If you dare to treat the vengeful spirits on the other side as real vengeful spirits, you are the only one who has no brains when looking at all the response teams." Putting down the phone, another team member looked at his sleeping captain, "If it wasn't for the captain Save you, this team will be the fastest attrition in this battle to the other side."

"Yeah." He also looked at his captain, and then slowly lay down on the bed, "I'll write her another letter of guarantee when the captain wakes up, and I'll guarantee that I won't be reckless next time."

"You can pull it down, the guarantee letter you wrote can go around the world three times."

Rolling his eyes at the companion who was lying down to rest, he looked out the window.

"Let's think about what to do with the compatriots who stayed on the other side. The phase rift was suddenly closed, and the rest of the people stayed there, and it seemed that someone was doing the concentrated work of those wraiths and madmen. I don't know what to do. It's bad..."

"It's useless to think so much. It's better to relax and let the good mood work on the body to speed up the recovery of some injuries, so that you can quickly leave the hospital and find another phase gap that may exist to investigate the situation."

"Um."

After the response, the two stopped talking.

The silence between the two made Lynch's observation scene quieter, until a nurse pushed a trolley full of medical equipment into the ward.

Lynch didn't know how these two offended the nurse, they could round their arms with just one injection.

Temporarily lowering the volume of the projection screen, Lynch turned to look at the Second King.

"Understood, understood, the unscrupulous boss wants to squeeze the poor employees again," the second king crawled from the sofa to the ground, sniffling his nose and asked, "Let Olympus cooperate with us in acting, and block the remaining demon hunters from leaving Dream world, right?"

Lynch smacked his lips and sighed: "Too smart!"

"I'll have mashed potatoes tonight."

Without immediately agreeing, Lynch first looked at Alice with a questioning look.

After getting a response that she would do, she nodded: "No problem."

In this way, the second king got into the "secret passage" behind the mural with satisfaction.

Alice didn't close the mechanism for the time being. She stood at the entrance of the passage and poked her head out to look at the figure of the second king. Until the figure of the second king disappeared, she still focused all her attention on the world of the dream gate.

After waiting for a short while, she took out her mobile phone: "Hello, KFC? Well, I want to order 50 boxes of mashed potatoes..."

Lynch almost choked himself to death with a sip of tea!

After Alice hung up the phone, he asked in horror: "There are still things you don't know how to do?"

"I can do it," Alice first pointed to the cabinet clock not far away, and then wrinkled her nose vigorously, "but there are no potatoes at home, and new ones haven't grown yet, so it's too late to buy them at this time, so I have to make do." Give it a go."

After thinking about it, Lynch covered his forehead in grief: "Then why don't you just buy me a piece of plain chicken..."

Alice fell silent for a moment.

He made it clear that he was joking just now, and after calming down Alice, Lynch adjusted the sound of the screen back. The three demon hunters just now did not use their ancient language. The thing about morphing and dream gates is not the kind of thing that needs language shifting to hide.

Alice had already gone to cook at the moment, Lynch moved the sofa over, drank tea on the spot and waited for any content he needed that might appear next.

However, after Alice finished the meal, the Second King also hopped back to the club without getting any useful information. He clapped his hands lightly, and the raven suddenly came out of the wall.

"Where are you looking?"

Lynch nodded and pointed to the projection screen on the wall: "24 hours non-stop video."

"As you wish."

When she came to the kitchen, Er Shi was already squatting on the stool and waiting for the meal to be served. She tilted her head and looked at the pot of mashed potatoes in front of her, sniffling vigorously.

"I feel like I've smelled this smell somewhere..."

"You still think you're going to be a vagabond all your life," Lynch smoothed things over for Alice, "Okay, let's have dinner."

"oh!"

When discussing serious matters in the club, it is usually at the dinner table, and this time is no exception.

Alice swallowed the rice in her mouth, and asked: "The meeting will be held in three days. Since there are demon hunters here, should we go to the werewolves as soon as possible?"

"How do you say it?" Lynch was trying to grab a spoonful of Mashed Potatoes, but she had already been poked three times with a fork.

"After all, the content of the transaction is to maintain the normal convening of the meeting. Before thieves go to steal things, they have to check in advance, so we also need to go there in advance to make corresponding arrangements."

"Is there anything to arrange?" The second moved the stool in annoyance, and finally succeeded in stopping Lynch's disturbance, "The boss throws the will protection of 'No one will come to me', it will be fine. .”

After speaking, he looked at Lynch: "... right?"