Arad's crooked savior

Michele's sarcasm was a revelation and a wake-up call. Ricky felt dizzy and sat there blankly, feeling an unprecedented sense of panic and helplessness in his heart.

Ricky knew that her reputation was not very good, but she always thought that she stood out from the crowd, and that she was alone in the world, and she unintentionally showed some arrogance.

Who wants to repeat boring experiments day after day? My brain is enough to deduce everything!

But what if no one really helps her.

She is still young and beautiful, less than thirty years old. She still has a lot of time and capital to squander, and her thinking is flexible and quick. She thinks that her mind is a hundred times broader than the world of gods.

But as Michelle said, if she maintains the status quo of not taking action, what will she use to prove her extraordinary wisdom and excellent research ability at this moment after ten or eight years.

Firstly, there is no research results to prove it, and secondly, there is no one to corroborate her. Just by her opening her mouth, she is still full of resentment about "not appreciating her talent."

When she opens her mouth to mention the past, the surroundings will probably be filled with happy air, laughing at her and mocking her.

"Ah! So annoying!"

Ricky took off his glasses and covered his beautiful face and made a painful sound. Then he lay on the table and lost his voice. A dark cloud of depression seemed to appear above his head.

As a scholar, she still hopes that her research results can be heard throughout the divine world.

After gaining Bai Hai's approval, he slapped those who looked down on him in the face, and became famous in the future, even becoming a great being comparable to Lord Kelton the Hermit.

Yuena and the navigator slowly sipped the bitter coffee, smiled knowingly and shrugged. Ricky's problem was actually easy to solve. There were many ways.

If she is a well-known scholar with high prestige, then there are many students who are willing to work hard for her. Not only will they not complain at all, but they will also be grateful to her and feel honored.

Or maybe Ricky is extremely rich and has some kind of precious material, attracting scholars in need to work for her in exchange for money.

But as it stands now, Ricky has neither great fame nor money.

Her clothes looked bright and a little sexy, but there was no beautiful jewelry on her fingers, wrists, neck, or earrings.

This is not in line with the habits of a woman who loves beauty.

For example, the navigator didn't have any jewelry on her body, and she didn't wear any makeup, but she was dressed rather ordinary. It was obvious that she didn't pay much attention to her appearance.

But Ricky was different. There was a pearl chain hanging on her glasses, her clothes were sexy and elegant, she was fashionable and beautiful, her eyebrows and eyelashes were exquisitely repaired, and her blue-black hair was shiny.

It is almost impossible for a woman who pays attention to makeup and fashionable clothing not to be interested in beautiful jewelry.

Yuena believes that if the other party wears a suitable gemstone necklace and earrings, and a white jade bracelet on Ningshuangxue's beautiful wrist, the charm of her royal sister will be even more outstanding.

So Yuena thought from this small detail that Ricky's wallet was probably not very generous.

On the other hand, Ricky's asset seems to be his outstanding and beautiful appearance, with long legs, a thin waist, a small chest, and a good appearance.

But Ricky seems to have no intention of eating this bowl of rice, otherwise he can cultivate a few "loyal" followers.

Forget it, just let her lie down for a while. This time she really won't be left out and embarrassed.

The navigator gently put down the white porcelain coffee cup and recalled it slightly. Suddenly she didn't know which topic to talk about first. There were so many things she wanted to know in detail.

What is the source of the mutation that caused millions of people in the city to mutate in one day? What is Yuena's light power system? Do you have any experience in advancing to a higher realm? Where is the real Lord Mal? The Eternal Continent in your mouth What is...

Also, what was Ye Lin using for remote communication just now? It was several times more convenient than the Constellation Turtle.

She has completely understood the choice of her apprentice Ye Feng. Kukai is like a dragon gate that seals another world.

If you jump over, the sea and sky will be vast, and your body will be shattered into pieces.

In fact, both worlds are the same. People in the God Realm want to go out and have a look, and people outside want to come in and take a look. The ones they have never seen are the best.

"How long will you stay in the God Realm? The Wandering Association's headquarters is in Qianhaitian next door. If you have time, you must be a guest." The navigator cleverly asked the time to decide the order of her thoughts.

"We will probably go back tomorrow. There are still some things to deal with in the Eternal Continent below Kukai, but we will come back." Ye Lin reminded her thoughtfully that the dangers at the bottom of Kukai are really no joke. Pilot Captain, don't be stupid. thing.

Either come with us or wait for us in the God Realm.

The navigator turned his head and glanced at the white foggy mechanical wall clock hanging on the wall of the cafe, calculated the time, and asked about a sudden change in a city, which sounded very similar to turning into a ghost.

Another reason is that this fallen city belongs to "history". We can only rely on other people's oral accounts and records in ancient books to understand that period of history. Other things can be understood personally.

As a former traveler (adventurer), the navigator himself prefers to experience the unseen scenery in person.

Yuena took out a book with a black hard cover. The title was "The First Dark Jihad Investigation Report". It was an internal edition. Non-clergymen had to pay to buy it.

The book records the ins and outs of the first Dark Holy War compiled by the priests. The nearly three hundred pages of the book are very thick and the records are also very detailed.

"A good memory is not as good as a bad writing. Ye Lin and I will definitely forget many important details if we talk about that disaster, so I give this book to you."

"Really, thank you." The navigator quickly stood up and bent down to thank him, his plump chest slightly swaying in a dizzying arc.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen... Lying on the table in a depressed state, Ricky accidentally got shot again. His exposed white shoulders shrugged, indicating that he was still alive, and then there was no movement again.

The story of Dark Jihad Records originally started from the perspective of a little girl named "Mary".

The name Mary is very common in Arad. One of the common names is Princess Mary, the biological mother of the eldest princess Celia.

The navigator did not read the books on the spot, but took the time to chat about other things.

With a cup of bitter coffee on the table and no other work on my shoulders, this afternoon was full of pleasant enjoyment and relaxation.

The only fly in the ointment is that her best friend and Mo Ni are not there. It would be great if she could hear her beautiful singing voice... But lying next to her is a dejected scholar who has been hit hard and has low energy.

After adding another cup of coffee and drinking it slowly until it bottomed out, the pilot sincerely invited the two of them to go to Qianhaitian in the future. She would introduce her good friends and Mo Ni.

He Mo Ni, as the leader of "Meilun Rhythm" and a well-known musician in the divine world, has not performed in public for a long time due to health reasons.

The music stones and mist machines that record her singing have been in short supply in the divine world.

If it's a request from a bestie, it's absolutely fine to sing a cappella.

"It's almost time for me to go back. I won't be able to set off until tomorrow." The navigator stood up with the book in his arms, glanced at Bai Hai, sighed and said worriedly: "The fog in the God Realm is getting thicker and thicker. The relationship between Bai Hai and Qian Haitian The channel only operates during the day, and even I might get lost at night."

This weird thing has been happening for a long time, about seven or eight years. Ordinary people have long been used to it, but people at her level have always had a strong sense of crisis.

The pilot tapped the table with his long fingers, making a crisp sound, and said: "Ricky, if you have the idea of ​​setting up a laboratory, I can help you in Qianhaitian."

Baihai is not her territory, and she does not want to interfere with the affairs of the Ivory Tower and Qingyuan scholars.

Ricky raised one hand and waved, "Goodbye, I won't send you off..."

Yuena pressed her eyebrows silently and glanced at Yelin, "Go and see off the navigator. Ricky is already "dead". I'll wait a little longer."

If the owner of the coffee shop comes back on the way, she can help explain.