Trafford’s Trading Club

Xiaodie Yao gathered some snow lotus and came back with some other medicinal herbs. "Sister Long, I found a nice wild one on the top of the mountain over there...eh?"

The little butterfly demon, who was holding many things in his hands, blinked and looked at the shivering figure in the snow.

This must be the golden dragon she has seen...but she doesn't remember how Fafnir is so thin?

What does the golden dragon look like in front of me?

Like a skeleton, he barely held up the clothes on his body, and then shivered constantly in the cold wind. His skin was dull... Even his face looked like it had been hundreds of years old, with wrinkles all over his face, and even I can't straighten my waist either.

"Oh, you're back? Let's continue on the road. We should be able to get home before dark."

I saw that the real dragon of China was holding an octagonal object that was about the size of a makeup mirror box and looked at it - this is a prop used by the administration to view intranet information... It can be regarded as a formal establishment of the administration. Standard equipment for staff.

As one of the top advisors of the Shenzhou Administration, Long Xiruo would certainly not be without this thing... and it is also specially made.

"Sister Long, what's wrong with Mr. Fafnir?" Luo Pianying hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Oh... uncle is here." The real dragon from China didn't even raise his head, "Let's go back and get some brown sugar water for it to deal with."

Big...big aunt? ?

The little butterfly demon opened his eyes wide and looked at the shriveled Fafnir, as if he had discovered some new world.

"Old, old lady, old lady... for what you did to me... you... you will be punished... I curse you to bleed this month... to die of blood! It hurts so much that you can't straighten your waist... , Come on waist!!”

The real dragon from China slowly raised his head and sneered.

The shivering golden dragon's throat rumbled... Fortunately, Long Xiruo seemed to be in a good mood this time, so he did not continue to make things difficult. He just said disdainfully: "Don't you know that I have killed the red dragon a long time ago?"

It doesn't know what it means to kill a car dragon, but it just feels like its IQ is being crushed up and down again... God knows when will this hard life end?

It already knows that it has been entrusted to this evil dragon from the East by Hui Yao... and the time limit has not been specified!

In China, although the vitality is increasingly abundant due to the recovery of spiritual energy, it is not the magic element it needs... The recovery speed of the golden dragon here is extremely slow.

Although such abundant vitality has many benefits for it, it is something accumulated over time, and no effect can be seen in a short period of time. But looking at the Divine Dragon, this is the home court, and all kinds of buffs can be filled up - haven't you looked at all the inhuman forces in the Western world, and none of them dare to blatantly cross the border?

"Pianying." Long Xiruo suddenly raised his head at this moment, looked at Xiaodie Yao and said, "Have you ever played online games?"

"Huh?" Xiaodie Yao was stunned. Although she didn't know why Sister Long suddenly asked this question, she still subconsciously responded: "No."

"Then you face the computer every day?" Long Xiruo rolled his eyes.

Xiaodie Yao innocently said: "Because I signed up for a lot of online tutorials."

"... Pretend I didn't ask." The real dragon from China shook his head, probably this is the so-called academic master.

"Sister Long, why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"Nothing..." Long Xiruo said casually: "It seems that an online game that can swallow people has appeared recently... It is said that 20,000 to 30,000 people have been victims. As these people played the game, their consciousness was sucked into the game. . It’s just that these people whose consciousness was trapped have been resettled, and the things have been suppressed. There haven’t been many reports from the outside world yet.”

"Twenty to thirty thousand... so many?!" Luo Pianqing was suddenly shocked... According to what she knew, even if a fire broke out and killed a few humans, it would already be a big deal!

"This is only within China." Long Xiruo frowned, "It seems that there are more people around the world... This matter has attracted great attention from the Administration."

"Sister Long, are you planning to go to the bureau to help?"

Long Xiruo thought for a while and said: "Those guys haven't begged me yet. I guess they have already thought of a way, or are still thinking of a way... However, I have two accounts, and I will go back to the hospital to play this game." Let’s put it on and take a look.”

Saying this, the True Dragon of China quietly opened the [Intelligence Channel] that had regained its function - Fafnir, as the last golden dragon, has great potential. Although the blood of the golden dragon is not as good as that of the True Dragon of China, But the quality is not far behind, and it is enough to repay her previous purchases.

It's just that Long Xiruo has secretly decided not to activate the [Intelligence Channel] unless it is a last resort - it feels like the bad guy placed a GPS on himself.

The more he uses it, the more things the bad guy knows - having seen how the bad guy can observe everything in the world anytime and anywhere, the true dragon of China always feels that he will be a little frightened even if he takes a bath in the future.

If even the inner thoughts are leaked due to the [Intelligence Channel]...then there really is no way to escape from the bad guy's Wuzhishan!

Besides, she couldn't draw Fafnir's blood every time... If the same amount was drawn again, the potential of this golden dragon would really drop.

If it is drawn a third time, the potential will probably be reduced by more than half... If it is drawn a fourth time, it will really become a useless dragon.

emmmm...it depends on your mood.

"Should we book a flight back? The nearest airport is still far away from here!" Xiao Dieyao thought for a moment.

"Let me take you to fly, it will be faster this way." Long Xiruo waved his hand and directly brought Xiaodie Demon and Fafnir up.

In the blue sky above the snow peak, a white air current was drawn in an instant.

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St. Andrews Campus.

In fact, Boss Luo doesn't have many unfamiliar feelings about the campus - it's just that this famous school has very strong local characteristics after all. Even if it's not a place where you will stay for a while, it will be a good place to visit. .

It is easy to feel the free atmosphere on campus - and because the style of the original construction is retained to the greatest extent, there is not much modern atmosphere here.

When I first arrived, I even felt like I was walking into a magic school attended by a magical boy with a lightning bolt on his head.

Because the new semester has actually started for a while, so unlike when the semester first started, there are not too many students on campus at this time...or it may just be that most students are in class now.

"The teaching office should be over there." The maid pointed to a building on campus.

"I want to go over there and have a look." Boss Luo pointed to a building in front of him and said, "I'll leave the admission procedures to you."

"That's the seminary over there." The maid smiled slightly, "I understand. Master, I will complete the matter as soon as possible and then return to you."

Boss Luo suddenly said at this time: "How about you also enroll in school."

The maid was stunned. She had never thought about this before... She looked at her master in surprise and subconsciously said, "Enrollment?"

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Yeah, you don't have to take the same subject as me, just pick a subject you like. We usually go to school together and it'll be fine after school."

The maid thought for a while and said: "What about the store... If I also go to school, I won't have much time to clean the store."

"Let's just start here." Boss Luo suddenly blinked his eyes and smiled: "For example, let's turn it into a [society] or something like that. What do you think?"

"Club?" You Ye was startled, then chuckled. Her eyes became more alert, and she seemed to have thought of the interesting part, "It sounds very good."

"Then, it's up to you to apply for a job in [the club]." Luo Qiu squeezed the maid's palm.

"Hmm... What's the name of [the club], or its content, etc.?" The maid lady was still very specific in what she did.

"That's right, we need a theme..." Boss Luo thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, it would be something like psychological counseling...or someone who can provide information."

"That's it..." the maid nodded, "I understand."

"Thank you for your hard work." Boss Luo said, then reached out to push the hair from the maid's forehead, and then kissed her gently on the forehead.

The maid went to do things with a brisk pace... Boss Luo watched her enter the building, took out his mobile phone, took a casual photo, and sent it to Ren Ziling, so as to avoid her daily bombardment of text messages.

Boss Luo walked towards the seminary at this time - this is where the subject he studied at St. Andrews College was located.

Theological Studies.

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The old brick room is separated by a calm lawn, and occasionally students can be seen walking in twos and threes... They are like free-range animals.

The pace is not fast.

Luo Qiu walked past them like a breeze - adjusting his sense of existence to a range that ordinary people couldn't care about, as if he didn't exist.

People can see him, but never pay attention to him, as if they see all the scenery in front of them integrated into one... and they themselves are part of the scenery.

Boss Luo couldn't remember how he felt about wanting to study theological studies at that time...but he still remembered the motivation very clearly.

He wanted to gain knowledge about the mystery - through his own learning, not through the altar's intelligence function - although this function was more efficient, it came at a price.

Of course, he doesn't need to care about these small costs now - in fact, even the research on so-called theological disciplines seems to be of little significance or even unnecessary.

He was just used to getting everything done that Zeng Jin planned to do...maybe delayed, but at least he wouldn't lose it gradually.

Boss Luo stopped at a hanging painting in the corridor of the school building - hanging here was a portrait of the Virgin, which seemed to be the work of a student who had studied here.

In the portrait, Maria wears a white stone headscarf and holds a pink rose in her hands. Her eyes were lowered, as if looking at something... gentle and melancholy.

She might be feeling sad about something.

"You know, Maria has different names in different places and scriptures." A magnetic voice slowly sounded next to Boss Luo.

Naturally, Luo Qiu would not have sensed someone approaching... He actually didn't care much about what was approaching him - nothing approaching him could bring danger at the same time. This has been verified many times.

He was just curious, curious about what it would be like to be able to detect him beyond ordinary people's perception - of course, the other party can sense his existence, but he will not know what is different between him and ordinary people... Unless Luo Qiu Take the initiative to reveal something you have hidden.

He looks like a typical white man - he is slightly taller than Boss Luo, with slightly curly brown hair simply tied up, a white shirt, black pants, half-new and half-worn leather shoes, no extra decoration on his body... Except for the white gloves on his hands.

So you can't see the hands of this man who looks to be in his thirties - he doesn't look very handsome and cannot be remembered deeply.

Probably only his voice, a voice full of magnetism, can make an unforgettable impression - if he takes the initiative to speak when he is a stranger.

"For example?" Boss Luo asked curiously, following the topic the other party opened.

"For example, in island countries, they call her Guanyin, Maria Guanyin." The man smiled slightly and said: "And in the [Quran], it is called [maryām], and [maryām] also means [bitter] in Aramaic. Meaning. Just like Jesus would be called [Isa]... Among Nestorians, she would also be called [Mo Yan], etc."

Boss Luo then asked curiously: "What kind of woman do you think she is?"

"Woman?" The man was a little surprised, then thought for a while and said: "The [Dead Sea Scrolls] once described Mary as a young woman. The New Testament of the Bible says that Mary was inspired by the Holy Spirit to become pregnant when she was a virgin. …So, she is naturally chaste.”

Boss Luo nodded and stretched out his hand to the man naturally, "Hello, my name is Luo Qiu, a student from the seminary who just reported today."

"No wonder I haven't seen you before." The man looked stunned, then nodded, stretched out his right hand with a white glove, and shook it lightly, "Nice to meet you... My name is Pu Lin, is a teacher at the seminary. Maybe we will meet in class soon."

Boss Luo smiled slightly, but his eyes swept over the palm of Teacher Pulin.

The man... Teacher Pulin noticed it and said casually: "Don't mind, my hands are already injured."

"Before these hands were injured, they would have been very beautiful." Luo Qiu said with a slight smile.

Teacher Pulin was slightly startled, feeling that this new student with an oriental face had an indescribable feeling, like... a ferryman standing in front of the gate of Hades.

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