The Original Seeker

"Ms. Bai, the lady has arranged the VIP room downstairs for you."

"Xiaohong, Xiaocui, lead the way for Mr."

"Yes."

...

After sending away Lu Yuesheng, who was inexplicably drunk and still talking nonsense, the head of the Lu family ordered his servants to take Bai Mo to the room inside Luweifang.

As the confidant who is most familiar with Lu Yuesheng’s situation, she knows very well that the head of her family will never be so ghoulish in front of outsiders. This is the first time she meets, perhaps the young man with a calm face from beginning to end. He is playing a ghost.

Of course, this is only a private guess by the manager. Bai Mo has always been a distinguished guest personally invited by the host. Without extremely conclusive evidence, she still can't say anything on her behalf.

The magistrate can only temporarily take Lu Yuesheng away under the name of being drunk, lest she unknowingly reveal more secrets of the Lu family.

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The decoration in the room is extremely luxurious, with violent and crude gold decorations everywhere, golden light on the walls and beams, even the taps and wash basins in the toilets are covered with a thin layer of gold, and there is a glass of gold around them. The lights shone brightly.

And in this luxurious suite like a nouveau riche showing off their wealth, there are also hidden things that transcend the civilization of this era.

Such as the small tap water system that can pump water up to the upper floors, and the flush toilet that is necessary for modern people's cleanliness, are the masterpieces of the traverser woman.

After she had money, she immediately ordered people to restore the convenient and comfortable world in her memory as much as possible according to her own ideas.

At the same time, through the output of these exquisite enjoyments, they can bring more wealth to themselves.

The air in the guest room was filled with ubiquitous faint incense, which awakened some of Bai Mo's long-lasting memories. He remembered the spirit stone candles that he had made crudely and used to pull up relationships.

In the past, he had no choice but to choose to be a "good person".

Act according to the rules of the game, try to play the role on your mask, climb to the upper level and become a member of the cake divider, because he knows very well that the person responsible for dividing the cake will always take more than the one who makes the cake.

But after he was able to lift the table, he immediately tore the mask of disguise to pieces, directly reversed the operating rules of the entire human world, and reshaped it into the most comfortable state he looked at.

Where it is necessary for the upper class and the lower class to be so troublesome, incarnate into a system for arranging everything, leaving only the two concepts of "me" and "other people" is enough.

Bai Mo had even guessed as jokingly that perhaps it was because of his extremely ego character that the world had cast him the evil curse that ended with losing oneself.

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"Mu Huo? It seems to be a sword with his own soul." After reminiscing about the past, Bai Mo remembered the sword Lu Yuesheng mentioned at the banquet and glanced at the sword he had chosen.

Compared with the "ambitious" plan of the traverser queen, the sword in her hand left a deeper impression on Bai Mo.

"Why did you choose me?

Was it implanted with external consciousness like Xiao Xun, or did the sword itself give birth to its own soul?

If it is the latter, its value is extraordinary. "

Lu Yuesheng's drunkenness just now was actually due to Bai Mo's weak mental induction intentionally or unintentionally. Of course, she knew if there was any information she deliberately said about the plan.

The Mu Huo she held in her hand had been consciously protecting Lu Yuesheng as the master of the sword.

The power contained in the sword is almost equivalent to the current white ink, and when converted into the standard of the earth, it is roughly at the fifth level.

It is precisely because of this inexplicable protection that Bai Mo can't directly read the other party's information without exceeding the output, and has to use the method of knocking from the side to obtain information.

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"Life, really is the greatest miracle in the universe."

Since he knew that the assimilation of the world would take place in a way that would obliterate himself, he began to pay special attention to self-conscious things.

Muhuo, the sword with a soul in his perception, is Bai Mo's focus.

It's just that he won't reveal too direct intentions until he can figure out the original owner of the sword.

Even if you finally find that you are just fighting with the air, it is better than stepping directly into the big trouble.

He came to this world to travel to see what he had gained by the way. As for the laborious calculations, he should leave it to those time-space shuttle players who are used to eating up.

"If there is no golden finger, it would be pretty good if it could do so in more than ten or twenty years."

Bai Mo combined all the information about Lu Yuesheng, asking himself to stand in her position, if he loses the assistance of extraordinary power, he must be unable to build such a large business group~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In essence , He is not a social creature, because he does not know how to use various interpersonal skills to survive better in a group, let alone lead a team.

Except for giving orders to people and requiring absolute compliance, he didn't bother to think about any other means, and it was obviously impossible to bring out a qualified team by relying on this kind of operation.

Of course, he is definitely not the only one with this kind of "immortal autism".

There are also some ascetic monks within the Human Federation, who are almost immersed in their own world on weekdays, rarely interact with ordinary people, and only have common topics with a few of the same people.

Ordinary people look at them like lunatics, and they look at ordinary people like fools.

"But it does not rule out that the sword has given her a lot of convenience. Many things will end with strength and no strength, especially in this troubled world."

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"Yesterday Hualing was rude after drunk." In the afternoon of the next day, Lu Yuesheng, who was still dressed in men's clothing, gave Bai Mo a fist in the Lu family's school to declare the crime.

Hua Ling is another name she created after her fortune, in accordance with the customs of the upper-class people in this world.

After a wave of confrontation last night, she no longer thought of "White Wusheng" as a teenager. It must be an old monster pretending to be tender.

"Miss Lu, do you know what a family is?" Bai Mo didn't care about her apology, but asked calmly.

"Aren't you from a family background? It's not easy to say that you are the ancestor of which family family! If it weren't for Mu Huo never telling lies, my old lady would have blasted you away." Lu Yuesheng spit out Bai Mo frantically in his heart , But there is still a very courteous smile on his face.

"It's too much to call Miss Lu. Since we are already allies, just call my name Hualing."