Technician’s Manual

Latest website: When Igola came out for breakfast, he blinked at Ash, and Ash understood. After breakfast, Ya Xiu went around to Igola's room, where the fraudster was already waiting for him.

Ya Xiu was not at all polite, and sat directly on his bed: "What mission did you and An Nan perform last night?"

"That's a long story." Sitting on the soft chair, Igola picked up the bottle and poured some sky-blue liquor into the glass.

Ah Xiu discovered that there was a wine cabinet in Igola's room. In terms of these external enjoyments, An Nan was very generous to them. Basically, he only needs to talk to Panji, and the butler will order takeout and deliver what they want.

Of course, there is another possibility—the Gospel Kingdom is a country where productivity is greatly developed. Ingredients such as meat, egg, milk and milk are almost the basic materials of social welfare. No matter how much food and drink, Ash and others are not wasteful, they even promote the Gospel Kingdom. Inner loop.

The most basic manifestation of all developed societies is food. Even the low-level ogres can eat meat every day in the Blood Moon Kingdom. There is no reason why the Gospel Kingdom cannot do it. If the low-level civilians here gargle with red wine, serve steak as a meal, and take a sterile milk bath, the national BMI will be more than 30, Yaxiu will not be surprised.

"Where is mine?" Ash asked.

Igola thought for a while, took out another wine glass, picked up the kettle, and poured a glass of water for Ya Xiu.

"better than nothing."

Ah Xiu gave him a glance, took it and drank it, and then Igola said, "That person drank the poison I prepared in the same way last night."

puff!

A Xiu spouted out a mouthful of water, and Igola, who had been prepared for a long time, waved his hand gently, and the wind blew up in the room, blowing the water from Ya Xiu head-on.

"Last night An Nan took me to an air manor in the second-story city." Igola looked at the hanging city outside and said, "Perhaps you think An Nan's house is already pretty good? But if you see that manor, You will feel that this is also a place where the poor live."

"The ceiling is an insulated glass canopy. You can enjoy the splendor during the day and the starry sky at night. There is a year-round garden in the courtyard. The owner of the manor seems to be interested in alchemy creatures. Alchemy beast."

"The most expensive miracle building materials are used on the walls and floors of the manor that are exposed to the air. They are driven by solar energy as a daily energy source. The miracle is automatically kept "clean" at all times. There is no dust in the room, and all areas are Sterile area. The only two servants are two almost real-life alchemy maids, one is tall and **** in black and long, and the other is loli with pink hair. If it weren't for psychic spirits to be ineffective to them, I would never find them to be alchemy creations. "

"But there is only one person living in that luxurious manor-his name is Earl Russell. Although the nobility system of the Gospel Kingdom has declined, there are still the remnants of the old age, or the rich man of the new age, I hope to be the remnants of the old age."

"His appearance is very young, his skin is white and tender, and he is wearing a silk nightgown. But the dullness when talking and the unconcealed disgusting eyes when he looks at An Nan are enough to prove that he should be an old immortal who should have been in the soil long ago. It’s just using power to preserve the quality of life."

"But the interesting thing is that he seems to be more passionate about me," Igola said, "This may be the reason why Miss An Nan brought me-I won't mention the details in the middle, you just need to know that we let The owner of the manor will do as long as he falls asleep."

"sleep?"

"Well, falling asleep." Igola turned his thumbwheel: "According to his physical fitness and the life-saving facilities we have arranged for him, he will probably sleep for five months-and then he will become Harvey's favorite. White maggot petri dish. As an important person, his corpse will definitely attract Red Hat to visit in five months, but even An Nan doesn’t care, I don’t care, anyway, our contract is over at that time."

"As a reward for assisting in sleeping, An Nan and I chopped off his hands and dug out his eyes, so as to pass the fingerprint iris verification of the manor and enter the secret room inside. Next, naturally it is zero. Yuan purchase activities, but most of them were taken away by An Nan, because most of them were contract documents and bank vouchers, and I couldn't cash them out."

"The only thing I got is this."

Igola walked to the suitcase he brought back, took out a black goose down box from it, and handed it to Ash.

Ya Xiu opened the box and found that there was a light red gradient mask inside. It was almost silky to the touch but very strong. It was very breathable on the head, as if it had not been worn. Moreover, the mask seemed to have an automatic adjustment function. In seconds, the mask automatically fits the shape of Ya Xiu's nose and mouth.

He turned his head and looked in the mirror. With the dark red trench coat sent by Liss, now Ya Xiu looked full of mystery and abstinence, and he belonged to the kind of villain who could make people lose their views in film and television dramas.

Ah Xiu was also very satisfied with this appearance—he commented on himself as ‘so handsome I hope I don’t shit’.

"It is said that this is the final work of the sanctuary alchemist. Although it does not seem to have mana fluctuations, it can resist most spiritual pryings and greatly increase its charm. It is called a "spiritual mask." "Igula drank blue wine and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." "

"real or fake?"

"Anyway, I'm a psychic and I don't need props to cover my face. My expression is my weapon." Igola doesn't seem to really matter: "Actually, there are not many treasures that I can admire in that secret room. I just think of what you need. A mask, I just took it back."

Ah Xiu blinked, took off his mask and said, "So this is the gift you specially selected for me?"

"If you want to think so, I have no objection." Igola said casually, shaking the blue wine glass.

A gift just for me?

A gift only for me?

Igola looked at Ah Xiu's expression at first with doubts, then moved, then became a little embarrassed, but finally turned back to doubts.

The cult leader thought for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the suitcase in the corner of the room.

Igola raised his eyebrows and stood up and said, "Okay, you should leave, I have something else—"

Ya Xiu rushed over to open the suitcase and found that it was full of black velvet boxes, exactly the same as the one Igula gave him just now.

He turned to look at Igola, pointed to the suitcase and said:

#￣～￣#) What are these?"

"...If I said I bought it for stuffing under the bed, would you believe it?"

"So, that manor is a fake? Earl Russell is also a fake?" Ah Xiu took the "mind mask" and said, "You just bought this mask for me, but in order to increase its value, I mistakenly thought it. It was you who bought it specifically for me, and it was the only gift you gave me. That's why you made up this—is it—a long story?"

Igola shook his head, with a disappointed expression of "the rotten wood cannot be carved": "Gifts are only secondary, but the key point is gift. If it were not because I added so much meaning to this gift, would you be so happy just now? ?"

"If there is no story behind a gift, it is just a cold handicraft. The so-called psychic is to give exciting meaning to every ordinary thing."

"Have you ever seen a juggling show? Your current behavior is like a child acting clever and loudly debunking the secret of the juggling when performing on stage, but this will not only upset the performer, but also make yourself lose The joy of watching the show."

Igula taught in earnest: "Fortunately, I don't care, but don't do this next time, Ah Xiu, others will think you don't understand the atmosphere."

"It sounds like I was wrong. Obviously, I was the victim who was almost deceived by you." Ya Xiu said grumpily, "So how many times are you going to tell this story?"

"Do I look so lazy?" Igola said, "Of course I will customize the corresponding story for each customer. A chaotic and kind-hearted type like Ya Xiu, you will definitely like to hear "Dirty upper-class people are "Black eats black", and Harvey’s chaotic and neutral necromancer, I plan to make up for him a story about "a torture instrument stained with the victim’s blood was found when the gang was wiped out." As for Liz’s story Naturally, it is also different..."

"Igola, hello green tea."

"Don't betray me." Igola reminded: "I just want to win them by giving gifts. After you leave, don't say that I gave you the mask. "I only give you gifts and no one else has them." But it is very important. The favorability of the bonus points. "

"I didn't bother to get involved in your affairs." Ya Xiu said irritably, "I thought...you just said that you have a name, a surname and details, I almost believed it."

"To be honest, you actually knew through this scam. I think I have to reflect on it." Igola groaned: "After all, you can't even lie. I really need to optimize the rhythm of the story... Let's go, I have to wait for the next guest."

Ah Xiu snorted and left with the mask. But before pushing the door out, he paused and said, "Although, I like this mask very much, thanks."

"Please! After you go back! Record this in your diary immediately!" Igola said: "I will remember to be a cow in the future to repay Mr. Borkin's great kindness."

Watching Yaxiu leave the room, Igola went over to pack up and close the suitcase, and then tucked it under the bed. He went into the bathroom to fill up the water and started the morning bathing session—not just a habit, he was busy all night last night, and now he's all slimy, soaking in the warm hot water, he suddenly feels ascended to heaven.

After soaking in the shower and brushing his teeth, Igola subconsciously resonated with the "revelation", and saw Bai Mo leave a line on the mirror—

"Don't let people know you are happy"

Igola looked at herself with the corner of her mouth raised in the mirror, and was slightly startled, and then smiled and snorted.