Calamity Crown

Walking into the bathroom, Goethe took a quick shower, wrapped in a bath towel, cooked instant noodles in the kitchen, added two eggs and two sausages—the sausages were suggested by Goethe to Zouter, and the latter deeply appreciated it.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Enter!"

There was a knock on the door, and Goethe said directly.

Zote came in with two cases of beef and a case of apple juice on a wheelbarrow.

Each box of beef has a standard weight of 50kg, just enough to give birth to two [Secondary Blood Crows].

After upgrading from [Crows], Goethe has been secretly feeding this kind of [Inferior Blood Crows] that can reside on the statue of [Ominous Call], and he has already saved 10 before, but with the [Heart] reaching 1 Afterwards, there were 10 more crows. Goethe was going to continue replenishing, but he would not be full, but about 8 more. The remaining [heart] 0.1 share will be reserved for ordinary crows.

0.1 [Heart] in exchange for 100 ordinary crows as eyes and ears is really a bargain.

As for the apple juice?

Also useful.

"Your appetite is a bit scary."

"I have to eat more than 100 catties of meat a day."

"Is this the secret of your strength?"

Zot couldn't help asking.

"certainly."

Goethe nodded seriously.

Zot immediately rolled his eyes, but then pulled the injury in the corner of his eye, and immediately, the interim branch president of Luteng City gritted his teeth.

"hiss!"

"What's wrong?"

"Bumped into a corner."

"Can you hit the corner so well? To be honest."

"My wife beat me."

The interim branch president of Lvteng City said without any complaints or anger on his face. He only had a sense of happiness... Well, it is the sense of happiness that belongs only to middle-aged people.

Zot said with a smile on his face.

"My wife raised my pocket money."

"How much has it increased?"

Goethe, who was eating noodles, raised his head.

"300!"

"I now have 800 pocket money a month!"

"I'll treat you to dinner next month!"

Zot raised his head with indescribable pride.

"300? Well, not bad."

Goethe nodded. According to his original guess, Zote's wife added 200 to Zote as the limit. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be 300. It seems that Zote's wife is really a very good person.

Of course, the temper must also be violent.

Goethe glanced at the bruise in the corner of Zote's eye.

"My wife is very good. She is usually quiet and quiet. When she was in school, she was the president of our literature club. It's just that after getting married, she became a little irritable because of rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea—but, this I can't blame her, but I should be blamed, because I am too stupid, with mediocre abilities, and didn't give her the life she deserves."

Zot sighed.

"You have worked very hard. According to your salary level, it has surpassed most ordinary people."

Goethe comforted himself while drinking the soup.

"Different!"

"If according to what you said, my wife is still very good-looking and surpasses most people, does it seem to be a 'good match' with my current salary? But as I grow older, my salary is increasing, and My wife's youth is fleeting and she has become an ugly old woman, so will she become a coward to me? Am I able to boss her around?"

"It's not."

"Money can be used as the basis, but feelings go beyond money."

"not to mention……"

"When my wife married me, I was poor and white."

Zot shook his head.

Goethe was slightly taken aback.

"It is precisely because of her initial dislike that you have no regrets - love is so absurd and unruly, but it is absolutely true. It requires not only romantic vows, but also mutual support in times of hardship. ... well, it's complicated."

He whispered to himself.

"What?"

Zot didn't hear clearly.

"I said this is fate, do you want noodles?"

Goethe changed the subject.

"No, I came here to deliver meat to you, and I still need to rush back—the situation in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City...is a bit complicated."

Zot found a proxy, but didn't say anything specific.

The interim head of the safety committee of Luteng City had a helpless expression on his face.

The other party regarded Goethe as a friend, and naturally wanted to tell Goethe something more, but with discipline, he couldn't say more.

Goethe nodded understandingly.

"Hey, is your 'money' short?"

Zot glanced at the 'wall of money' that had been piled up again, and felt that something was missing.

"Yeah?"

"I didn't pay attention either."

Goethe said so, but he didn't care.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was thinking silently: the good luck I got in exchange for 70w...

It really is extraordinary.

Zuo Te did not have any doubts about Goethe's words. The interim president of Lvteng City waved his hand and walked out of the folklore, watching Zuo Te leave while Goethe washed the pot and washed the dishes.

When they returned to the living room, Li Yuan had already returned.

The female swordsman changed into a black sportswear and carried a sports bag in her hand. After seeing Goethe, her face was still slightly red.

However, when Goethe walked over, the female swordsman had once again turned into her original cold and arrogant appearance.

"This is a weapon that has been stained with the blood of the descendants of Lord Martial Saint as promised."

The female swordsman looked businesslike.

"Thank you."

Goethe was even more business-like, and took the sports bag without saying a word.

Inside were a pocket knife and a rope dart.

The small knife probably looks like a fruit knife, and it is already rusty now.

Rope darts consist of a four-meter-long rope connected to a dart the size of an index finger.

[Small knife (damaged): It was originally a fruit knife. When a lady was violently threatened, it became a self-defense weapon and stabbed the descendant of the illegitimate son of the "Mad King" to death...]

[Acquire Bloody Glory x1]

...

[Rope dart: As one of the descendants of the illegitimate son of the 'Mad King', the owner of the rope dart is hardworking, but a little impatient. When the basic skills are not solid enough, he chooses the rope dart by mistake, raises his hand and throws it, shaking his hands As soon as he closed it, he hit his own throat...]

[Acquire Bloody Glory x1]

...

Goethe glanced at the two weapons.

He has had good luck recently and has not gone short.

As for the descendants of the 'Mad King'?

Well, the same rice feeds all kinds of people.

There are good people and there are bad people.

Some are lucky, and some are unlucky, and 'long-distance' weapons such as muskets and darts seem to have a 'bad luck or death' judgment for the descendants of the 'mad king'.

There were people who were hit by mistake before, and now there is another one who shoots himself.

emmm...

Goethe took pity on him and accepted 2 [Bloody Honors].

"Have you found anything?"

Seeing Goethe looking up, the female swordsman immediately asked.

"No."

Goethe replied without changing his face.

There was an unconcealable disappointment on the female swordsman's face, she said softly.

"Do not worry about it!"

"Although such weapons are rare, there are still quite a few of them. As long as you collect them slowly, you will always meet the next one—maybe, you will find something next time."

Before the female swordsman finished speaking, she found that Goethe was looking at herself with a half-smile.

Immediately, the female swordsman blushed slightly.

It's as if the ice and snow are stained with the morning sun.

"I'm not worried about you."

"I'm just afraid of affecting the deal between us."

The female swordsman said stubbornly.

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

Goethe didn't reveal it, but just asked.

"No."

The female swordsman shook her head.

Although she left early, she had already spent most of her time bringing back the two weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint', and she had no chance to eat at all.

"I'll feed you next."

As Goethe said, he turned and walked into the kitchen.

The noodles are still instant noodles, the eggs are still two, and the intestines are one.

"Thanks."

After the female swordsman thanked her softly, she picked up the chopsticks and bowed her head to eat the noodles.

Goethe didn't speak, let alone urged, turned around and returned to the kitchen again, and took out the juice from the refrigerator.

When the bowl of noodles was empty, the female swordsman just looked up when she saw the fruit juice handed by Goethe.

Apple juice, her favorite.

"Last night, I saw the apple juice you drank, so I replaced everything in the refrigerator with apple juice."

Goethe said with a smile.

"Thanks."

The female swordsman thanked you again.

However, this time the thank you was different from just now.

When thanking you this time, my face turned red again.

Seeing the way Goethe smiled at her, the female swordsman couldn't help her cheeks getting hot and her heart beating faster. In order to make herself normal, the female swordsman immediately said: "Received the news, people from the 'Qishatang' have come from Huanghua City, Qiuhou City They were evacuated and did not cause large-scale casualties. Although many places were destroyed, they did not intend to intimidate or control the city, but to search for something or certain things, but whether they have been found is temporarily uncertain."

"Something, something?"

"'Martial Saint'?"

Goethe frowned.

"Well, it should have something to do with Master Wu Sheng, but I can't find out what it is."

"and……"

The female swordsman also frowned slightly.

"After a hundred years, everything about the 'Wu Sheng' should be investigated clearly, so there is no way that there is anything left outside, but the people of the 'Seven Killing Hall' suddenly attacked Huanghua, Qiuhou, and Luteng City, It must have been some definite news, and the target was locked in these three cities—should someone crack the 'Book of Heaven' or certain pages in the 'Book of Heaven'?"

Although Tufu language and hometown characters are profound.

But if someone has gone through a hundred years to crack it, it should be possible to crack part of it.

only……

Will the "Mad King" record useful things in the "Liu Bei Diary"?

Goethe was a little uncertain.

Who knows if "Mad King" will write too much and get bored with Xiao Liu Bei, so he can write something really useful?

The female swordsman nodded aside.

Goethe thought as she did.

"It's not sure if the 'Qisha Tang' has found what it was looking for in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City. If not, the next step for the 'Qi Kill Tang' will definitely come to Luteng City."

"The safety committee headquarters has dispatched good hands, but we should also be more vigilant."

"besides……"

"this is for you!"

As she spoke, the female swordsman took out a boxy seal the size of a ping-pong ball.

I saw it said——

Kill one person in ten steps!