Trafford’s Trading Club

If I could live to be 200 years old, all of Europe would crawl under my feet - Yekaterina II.

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“... Sophia? Auguste, trading money for love, fertility, got a copy of the Zosimus Handbook. ”

“… Yekaterina II, who made the alchemy figure, obtained a gold mine. ”

“… Yekaterina II, at the expense of the soul, has a life expectancy of 300 years. ”

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The thickness of the ledger, from the looks of it, is about six centimeters thick, but it actually has far more pages than it looks.

It was as if it were an incomplete book - so even after returning to Romania, Rocchu had plans to read the books, he had not really read one of the more than a dozen books.

Perhaps he has picked out this book to read, and I'm afraid it's only one percent, a few percent, even slower. If you retrieve it, it's easy to get to the page you need.

Since he is the creator of Unight's body, he naturally cannot escape Rochu's curiosity. This Sophia? Miss Auguste made three deals in her life, and the first time she got a transcript was probably an opportunity for her to become an alchemist.

Then Sofia became the first Tsar Empress in history, spending 10 years making alchemy figures, and gaining a whole mineral-rich gold mine —— counting time, Russia that time seemed to be in a phase of empty treasury and distress.

The third is 300 years of life. In the spirit of the club's covenant, the Empress's soul will be collected in 300 years... it will take at least 50 more years, as Rochu now sees fit.

However, this empress in history is dead - but the 300 years given by the club are 300 years, a year short, a month short, a day short, or even a second short.

“Fake death...”

Lochu continued to look below the ledger, marking Yekaterina II's soul as yet uncollected - that is, the former Tsar Empress was alive.

Of course, because Yekaterina II is the gold owner waiting to pay for the transaction, if you want to know where she is now, Lochu will need to pay the club a fair deal for her life - a deal that proves once again that the club is very generous in this regard.

“Life expectancy three days deduction success, Yekaterina II is located in Szczecin, Poland. ”

Lochu subconsciously pinched his eyebrows.

There's no need to force yourself to figure out everything the club has done over the years.

Let's do it step by step.

What needs to be done now… is to allow yourself to deliver long distances, not just this city - although, in contrast to the beginning, the distance freely transferred is about double or so.

“Unight, the 9th hasn't come back for a while, has it? ”

Lochu is the one who comes home on time and still spends the night in his own home. So if Black Soul 9 returns during this time, it's basically not Peng River.

And he didn't receive the Golden Master card from Black Soul 9 these days, either.

Although clubs are not obliged to require black-spirited messengers to pay their owners within the prescribed time frame, black-spirited messengers are generally more diligent for more performance.

Too shady, for example.

In fact, when you first saw Black Soul 9, the feeling that it gave Lochu should be the kind of commitment to the development of the Golden Master.

But have you been tired lately?

“Not yet.” Unight quickly replied, "Master, do you need to call back number 9, which is still in the city? ”

Rochu thought for a while: “No… well, I'll just go check it out. ”

There was no new breakthrough in the Gospel, and as a boss it felt too LOW to go out looking for Golden Master himself, so it might be a good idea for Rochu to think about going out.

He laughed. “You go with me. I'm free anyway. ”

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The pet center hasn't opened its doors for business in the last two days, but Lorelei can't afford to relax.

There is a little butterfly demon who feels like eating lunch and cleans both inside and outside the pet center today as usual.

Standing barefoot on a floor that had been rejuvenated and even able to see what it looked like, Lorelei grabbed the mop with one hand and touched the sweat beads on his forehead with one hand, a sense of accomplishment that grew.

Lotus decided to drink two boxes later... No, three boxes of milk to reward yourself well!

Boom, boom, boom...!

At this point, suddenly there was a sound of something falling to the ground. The sound came from inside the infirmary. When I remembered the sudden appearance of the girl in black that day, she slept there and ran away barefoot.

In the infirmary, Suzijun, a semi-arid girl in a black dress, fell to the ground at this time. Her hand grabbed the edge of the surgical bed that had been used to operate on small animals and now temporarily serves as the bedside of her bed, seemingly intending to lift her up.

The ones that fell, probably when she flipped, touched the tool shelf next to the operating table.

“Ah, what's wrong with you? You're not supposed to get out of bed yet! ”

Luo Zheng rushed to Su Zijun's side, grabbed her arm and lifted it up, and sat back on the operating table.

“Who are you? ”

The dark red pupil of the day was no longer visible, and all Lorraine could see at this time was this semi-arid girl's black and white eyeballs.

“I am Luo Ping, I am now the assistant to Sister Long. ”

“Sister Long? ”

Luo Zheng opened the eyes of the Spirit of Water and said: "Sister Long is Lung Xielao, shouldn't you know each other? ”

“Tsk, it was the old lady's new servant.” A semi-arid girl has no smile, and a pale, paperless face with unspeakable indifference.

Little butterfly demon who didn't deal with this personality object at all. I don't know what to say at this moment... I guess it would be irritating if Dragon sister heard the words "old lady"?

She remembers not long ago an aunt cat demon came with her son, and the kitten demon cried and said not to inject and yell at the old demon while walking faster, Sister Long's face was basically black - anyway, the brother kitten demon finally climbed away, and the tears and nose flew, said never to come again!

But at this moment, Su Zijun suddenly reached out and pulled Luo Zheng in front of him, sniffing him gently on the neck of the little butterfly demon with his nose.

It feels a little itchy, I actually want to push it away, but I'm afraid it might hurt each other - after all, I just woke up with a serious injury, and the little butterfly demon doesn't know what to do with it.

But at this moment, Su Zijun, a semi-arid girl, suddenly reached out and grabbed Luo Zheng's chest. She kneaded her five fingers slightly.

“Well... what are you going to do...”

Su Zijun didn't knead for too long, but suddenly let it go. Su Zijun suddenly had a red light in his eyes, but his face was disgusted: “You are too young to be interested. It won't be long before another 200 years are up. ”

“Er...”

Weren't you... just going to eat me? The little butterfly demon suddenly felt cold on his back, and suddenly a cold sweat began to appear, and his body felt soft and his eyes looked like Venus.

I think I'm going to faint.

Su Zijun suddenly pulled her dress apart and revealed her legs, which seemed white. She pointed to several small apertures on the inside of her leg: “There is also half a bottle of blood there, the syringe also smells like blood. If the old woman's gesture is not so bad, did you do it? ”

“Me, me... this is the first time...”

“Tsk, how was your first time?” Su Zijun snorted coldly: “Do you want me to thank you for this inferior quality of blood?" ”

“I, I'm not...”

Sister Long, come back soon... this guy is so hard to get along with!