Alice's Dream Club

As if to prove that she really had no memory of what happened at that time, Alice seriously handed the record board to Lynch.

This is the first time that Alice voluntarily agreed to see the "external event recording device" she used to replace the hippocampus responsible for memory. I was very curious about the things recorded on it before, and now Alice personally sent it to me. There is no reason not to watch it.

After taking the record board with a stack of thick paper sandwiched between it, Lynch carefully flipped through it.

Lynch's first impression of those records was "Alice's handwriting is so beautiful!", and his second impression was "I can't understand anything!".

I really don't understand it, can you believe that the above content is written in ancient cursive English?

Damn, at a glance, except for the vertical road that turns around, it is a circle. From a macro perspective, it is obvious that it can be regarded as an electrocardiogram.

Lynch thinks that his language level is passable, but if he really wants to recognize this kind of thing, it is as difficult as the minority language class he took when he was in school.

Simply put, it's just two words: brain pain.

Unsurprisingly, from the corner of the eye, I could see the corners of Alice's mouth slightly raised.

Lynch thought about it seriously, and then tapped her head lightly with the recording board: "It's fun to watch your boss joke, isn't it?"

Recapturing her external event recording device, Alice nodded approvingly: "Yeah!"

At that time, Lynch rubbed her face and didn't let go.

Rubbing her face and returning to the club, Lynch went directly to the door of the archives room. Alice once said that all the historical transactions were recorded here. Have a general understanding of the pastoral family and the general situation of the practitioners who are about to face.

Of course, if all the enemies of the Mu family can be found through the information, it will save a lot of trouble if they solve it from the root cause.

Opening the door, Lynch looked at the picture in front of him and let out a sigh of relief: "Damn it..."

It is completely different from the time when I came here before. At this time, the archives room has become like a library. The circular bookshelves are arranged radially outwards, and there is a climbing ladder with pulleys on each bookshelf. For convenience, people can get the required information from the top of the bookshelf.

Standing at his own position, Lynch couldn't see the ends of the circular bookshelves at all. He raised his head, and the bookcases were slowly floating in the sky. They crossed each other, but never collided with each other.

If nothing else, the changes in the archives stem from his mastery of the club.

Although Lynch wanted to continue lamenting that he was getting better and better at this time, it was clear that the problem before him needed to be solved more urgently.

Where can I check those data files?

After exiting the room, Lynch called out to Alice, but the response he got came from the Second King.

"Hey! Boss! Alice said she doesn't have time to talk to you while she's cooking!"

The subsequent collision sound was probably due to the two fighting again because of the wrong way of the second generation's message. After thinking about it, Lynch called out to the raven in his heart.

"Cuckoo!"

Following Lynch's call, a plaid head emerged from the wall strangely, and then its wings also protruded. It took off its top hat to salute Lynch, and finally said: " What is the master's order?"

Simply telling the raven his purpose, it blinked and snapped its wings.

"Leave the investigation to the subordinates."

After finishing speaking, the raven's head and wings sank into the wall, and after a while, the fat buttocks emerged from the wall.

The pigeon butt was wriggling desperately on the wall, as if it was stuck.

The head protruded from the wall next to the buttocks again, and there was no trace of embarrassment in the tone when he spoke: "Please forgive my presumptuousness, if possible, please master pull me, I am stuck."

Lynch is now particularly interested in trying whether stewed raven tastes like stewed pigeon.

After being picked out by Raven, Lynch glared at the fat pigeon angrily: "You should lose weight."

Raven was startled when he heard the words, and even stopped the movement of trimming his feathers.

The breath it exudes seems to be deeply troubled: "Losing weight? If you lose weight, won't the owner eat a few less meat in the future?"

In Raven's eyes, Lynch's terrified expression was automatically translated into a entanglement in the troubled matter.

It saluted again and made a resounding promise: "So please rest assured, master, in order to let master have a good taste, I will maintain the perfect ratio of my muscle to fat."

Lynch: "..."

"Then, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go."

After finishing speaking, Raven hopped and jumped out of Lynch's sight with the small suitcase in hand.

And it really took Lynch a long time to get out of the shock brought about by the horrible authority just now.

"I'll never fucking touch roasted squab again in my life! It's so fucking scary!"

Since there was a raven going to investigate the news, Lynch was happy to close the door of the archive room. The information can be checked at any time, and Alice will teach him how to check the information when she has time.

He came to the kitchen along the way, and sure enough, the fact that the second king was tied to the table leg proved the fact that the two had fought again just now.

Crouching next to the Second King, Lynch said helplessly, "If you tell me, just tell the story well, and you'll have to make Alice angry."

It was Alice herself who responded to Lynch. She was busy in front of the kitchen counter. Although she was a little petite, she exuded an aura comparable to that of a chef in the industry: "She was tied there by me because she wanted to steal food. She is stupid. Dogs don't have long memories when they die."

"Anyway, he's not dead, so what's the use of long memory." The Second muttered while rolling his eyes.

Immediately, Lynch was astounded by the second's argument. It was the first time he saw such a reason to argue so confidently.

Looking at the angry look of the second generation, Lynch thought about it, and immediately asked: "Speaking of which, are you interested in carrying out this transaction with me and Alice?"

Hearing this, II's eyes burst into brilliance.

"Okay, okay! Going out to work is always better than looking after the house all the time!"

Her excitement was palpable, second only to when she heard three words for dinner.

However, Lynch's next addition made the light dim suddenly.

"This time it's an entrustment for protection, so there is a high chance that I will fight with some confidants."

Shrinking her neck, although the light of interest has faded, her tangled expression still told Lynch that she was struggling in her heart.

"Well... can I ask what level the person who is going to fight is?"

"I don't know the specific strength of the cultivators in the novel."

"Oh, then I won't go," the second generation who got the response refused very simply, "I can still scare ordinary people, but I will definitely not be able to beat those who want to become immortals all day long! I am super good!"

Lynch: "..."

Alice: "..."

It seemed that she was worried that Lynch would not believe her own cooking. After thinking for a few seconds, she added an example: "Boss, if I can beat others, I won't be shot out of the house, right? I was beaten by a fake gun again... I was so angry that my stomach hurt for three days!"

"Didn't you say that the stomachache was caused by stealing expired yogurt?" Alice interrupted suddenly.

"Oh, yes," he was taken aback for a moment, and the anger on the second's face became more intense, "Don't mention this, I was scared away with a fake gun, but the yogurt was still expired, thinking about it makes me feel aggrieved!"

Lynch's original intention was to think that if someone really came to disturb Ji Yingdu Jie, then one more Second World would at least provide an extra level of protection.

But since the second generation is so resistant, Lynch has no reason to force her to "go out to the field" with him. He still respects a person's choice.

However, Lynch didn't force it, but Alice couldn't see anyone going against her master's wishes.

She came to the Second King with a bowl of braised pork, and shook the bowl in front of her: "Is it delicious?"

Second nodded immediately.

"Want to eat?"

The second continued to nod, and the frequency was almost like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing that the Second King was getting excited, Alice dumped the freshly cooked meat directly into the trash can: "No? Even if it's poured out, I won't eat it for you."

"Are you a devil!" At that time, tears rolled in the eyes of the second generation, "It's too much, you! What mistake did the braised pork do!"

Ignoring II's roar, Alice filled another bowl.

Just when she was about to pour out the second bowl in front of Ershi, Ershi finally cried and shouted: "I'll go! Can't I go! My meat..."

At this point, Alice gave Lynch a look of "this is how to teach her well".

And Lynch slapped himself on the face, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "This is what the most poisonous women say..."

Unsurprisingly, Lynch's mouth brought him a fatal disaster—Alice gave him two backhanded stabs.

kitchen knife.

Looking at the grain flowing all over the ground in front of him, Er Shi was already sobbing from the continuous waste of things today.

"Such a waste……"

After crawling back from the abyss of death for an unknown number of times, Lynch patted II on the shoulder, trying to comfort her as much as possible.

"Okay, don't cry. After all, Alice is not a devil. She will still fish out the bowl of meat in the trash can for you to eat."

Second King stared at Lynch beside him with his eyes wide open, and held back for a long time before he could squeeze out a word from his throat.

"Both of you are demons!"

Thinking about what he said just now might be a bit wrong, Lynch simply changed the subject: "Let's talk about the entrustment, the abilities you can usually use are the shadow like the boiling pot and the cool wind that is similar to the air cooler. Besides, what else can I use?"

Hearing that the Second King was silent for a while, he sighed quietly.

"Boss, I suddenly understand why Alice always kills you..."