You call this a black hand?

Although Lily Kozia suspected Mellen's purpose in doing this, that was actually not the point.

The point is her money.

So the topic was easily changed by Mellen.

But of course, he doesn't have money now, and he doesn't plan to pay it back if he has money in the future.

But you can't say that.

"When I applied to join the organization, Inspector Feng promised to give me a subsidy of 500 grams of ghost dust."

Mellen said to the other party: "But now, this subsidy is still being applied for, so you have to wait until the money is in my hands before you ask for it."

"That's not what you said before."

The little girl was very dissatisfied when she heard this, "Are you telling me that you have no money now?"

"If I had known it, I wouldn't necessarily have done this for you."

"If it's only twenty or thirty grams, then of course there's no need to go to such trouble."

Mellen replied seriously, "But 300 grams is not a small amount after all. Do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as she heard this, Lily remembered that she had ruthlessly pulled out a handful of wool from this fat sheep this time.

She felt inexplicably unjust, so she pretended to cough dryly, then nodded, "Okay, let's wait a little longer."

"About when?"

"Probably about a week."

Mellen said unsurely.

If you say too much about this time, people won't believe it. If you say too little, you may not have enough room to think of other excuses for delay.

A week or so is just right.

"Then I'll come back and ask for it from you in a week."

The girl believed his words without thinking, and was about to leave with her little hands behind her back, when she suddenly thought of the question she asked at the beginning,

"You haven't answered me yet. What conspiracy were you doing just now?"

She blinked, obviously curious about this.

"After you took revenge on your enemy, didn't you ever want to laugh at it?"

Mellen made a casual excuse, "Just seeing his unlucky look makes me feel good."

"That's it." The girl suddenly realized when she heard this.

"What a despicable person."

After saying goodbye to Melen, she walked in the corridor and thought to herself.

"You have to be careful when you come into contact with him in the future, otherwise you may not know if you are tricked."

…

Mellen didn't have the time to wonder what that little brat thought of him.

After the other party left, he picked up a book and checked to see if he had gained anything.

The result is very gratifying——

【Fate number: 6,8】

【Personality: 1】

[Skills learned: Sun Knight Breathing Technique (Master Level), Snake School Psychic Deduction Technique (Master Level), Writing...]

…

There are seven in Charlie's group, but counting the little girl Lily, there are eight or so.

Mellen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then became thoughtful.

The first number in the destiny is hazy light gray, which represents the 0 position.

The new one that appeared is light green, which seems to correspond to his current personality.

This made Mellen wonder whether blue, purple, or even gold will appear next.

This also made him completely sure that some of his previous guesses were completely correct.

"The next step is to experiment to see if ordinary people can get a green destiny."

After thinking about it this way, Mellen felt that this possibility seemed unlikely.

Ordinary people have 0 status after all. If they want to achieve higher levels of output, they are probably just dreaming.

"But logically speaking, green destiny should be of higher quality than gray destiny, so if I use them to interfere with my own destiny, it won't consume that much..."

Come to think of it, he didn't try it.

Mellen planned to keep these lives until he got the life-saving spell and added it to the top level, and then started experimenting when he was rich.

After all, there is no way to get a green destiny with gold, which is relatively troublesome, but you can't spend too much money.

Thinking of this, Mellen opened the book of secret words that he carried with him and checked whether there was a message from "Old Feng" on it.

I didn't expect much at first, but I didn't expect it to happen.

It’s just that the content doesn’t seem to be a good thing——

"I just got the magic you want."

Because there is no time stamp, I don’t know when the other party sent the words in the diary.

"But this magic is not a traditional magic like electro-optical magic, but a different kind of magic. If you want to learn it, you need special items."

The so-called alien magic Meren has been explained in that basic knowledge book.

As the name suggests, it is an unusual spell.

As for the so-called special items, Mellen had also heard about it from "Old Feng" when he was robbed on the street.

It's just that he didn't think much about it at first.

Now it seems that there is still some trouble?

As soon as this thought came up, another sentence came from the other side.

"We can make this special item ourselves. There are also finished products here, but if you want the finished product, you need to agree to the spell owner's request."

Good guy, what's the mission for this?

Seeing this, Mellen secretly complained, and then asked, "Would it be troublesome to make it myself?"

"It's not too troublesome, but it takes about a month to prepare, and it also requires an extraordinary amount of materials worth about 5,000 grams of ghost dust. If you want to do it yourself, I can help you advance the money from the subsidy."

It does not sound troublesome, but it is a pity that Mellen is less than half a month away from his death.

So he wrote on it without hesitation: "Then let's get the finished product. What does that person want me to promise?"

"Well...it's hard to say specifically."

"I will bring you to see him early tomorrow morning, and you can talk face to face. But in this case, your study in the children's class will be postponed."

Mellen frowned when he saw this.

Although the contact time is not long, this "Old Feng" does not look like a Riddler.

It's obviously not normal for him to hesitate like this.

Could there be anything unspeakable and hidden in this?

He felt strange in his heart, but that life-saving spell was something Melen must obtain, so he replied without hesitation: "Okay."

…

On the other side, the little round-faced Martin who lives next door to Mellen has written a complete and detailed account of his today's experience to his grandfather.

From the moment I saw the bald insider to the conversation I just had with Mellen.

This took a lot of energy from him.

After he finished writing, he couldn't help but rub his sore wrist.

"When did you become an official wizard? You no longer need to write by yourself... How on earth do they do such a thing using their third hand to write letters?"

Muttering in his mouth, Martin scanned the surroundings with vigilance.

Even though this was in his dormitory, what happened today can be said to be the second most unforgettable horrific incident in his life——

The first unforgettable thing was the massacre of my family I witnessed when I was a child.

Martin felt that this so-called mixed-race association was a very scary place. If he hadn't met a good person to remind him, he might have been implicated in this matter for the rest of his life.

Martin couldn't help but shudder when he thought that the first time he worked for his wife, he got off to a bad start, being accused of killing children, and then being unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

What frightened him even more was that he didn't notice anything unusual at all until he was reminded!

It can only be said that the enemy's strategy of taking advantage of Mellen's age and organizational preferences to suppress and anger him without leaving any trace is simply too vicious.

"Come back to me quickly, Grandpa, I don't want to stay in this place for a moment anymore."

"It's so scary here. I'd rather spend a night in a haunted house."

"How can there be such vicious people in the world?"

"Thank you for telling me that you want me to take care of Melen..."

Continuously muttering in his mouth, Martin stared closely at the book of secret words in his hand, counting and waiting for the reply from the other side.

One minute, five minutes, half an hour...

It wasn't until an hour later that two lines of reply appeared below, which made him reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I see."

"You stay where you are and don't wander around. Madam has just gone out. I will report the matter immediately when she comes back."