Trafford’s Trading Club

In a pure white space.

The screaming sound of the shadow gradually stopped. By this time he was no longer able to sustain a spicy eye outfit.

His body has turned into a black fog - a fog in which something gradually separates.

A bunch of grey-covered light balls, and a little brocade.

This group of light, the soul of the prick - when his soul was separated from the fog, the crystal that trapped him suddenly emitted the ultimate light - while another crystal emitted the same amount of light.

The light fills the entire white space.

I don't know how long it's been, by the fog, the soul of Too Shade has disappeared, and this is replaced by a golden glow —— this golden light sphere, originally in another crystal column.

Interaction.

The soul of the Too Shade has now moved into another crystal column - the golden light sphere - and it is suddenly in the dark fog!

At this moment, the dark mist in the crystal column, like boiling water, keeps rolling! It is also like ink dispersed in water, gradually spreading out.

The body… limbs… head… contours, everything, gradually becomes clear.

Finally, a grey, black body appeared in the crystal columns - as if it had been countless calculations and had been perfectly proportioned by its owner.

There is no doubt that this is the perfect reminder of its existence in fantasy - but it does not discern gender.

The beauty of the owner is perfect, but there is no male or female trait… an asexual person.

The crystal column, as soon as this body was finished, suddenly softened —— like liquid, poured down and sprinkled over the pedestal.

This near-perfect, grey-black body just stood quietly on the pedestal.

Finally, it slowly opened its eyes - its eyes hiding a glimmer of joy at the moment of opening them.

It looks down at its body and looks at its hands - it even closes its eyes again, breathes deeply and reveals the look of enjoyment.

“Finally…" its voice is not sharp or low, but it is very beautiful.

But its pleasant mood hasn't lasted long - or even very briefly.

It suddenly opened its eyes, and the joy in its eyes was replaced by anger, "Why is the source of the alien so low!! Gaia!”

[Trial All-Purpose Treasury Manager Gaia for you, Dear Treasury Producer]

“Prototype?” It frowned all of a sudden, "Why a prototype, not a special war-type Valkyrie? ”

[Response: Special Combat Valkyrie Gaia has all been killed]

“Killed in action?” It was slightly surprised, with a tight eyebrow, and it looked at the trial gaia, while silencing the voice: “Turn on the memory system. ”

Copy

The body of the trial gaea suddenly has a lot of flaky cracks —— these cracks then split, the body of the trial gaea, and thus split into two parts, starting with the upper body —— a diamond-shaped crystal, which suddenly appears in the body after this split.

And before it got to the crystal, it reached for it, and it closed its eyes —— it opened its eyes again a while later, but its face had become gloomy.

“There's a subscriber in the treasure trove… Impossible, I've closed the entrance and refused all visitors… why is this force in the world! This is clearly beyond the ‘script' written by 003 Alayer! ”

“But the 'script’ should be fixed...”

“There is only one possibility to rewrite the 'script' …”

Its divine colour changed dramatically, and then it walked into a white cylinder in the middle of two crystal columns - it manipulated towards crystal columns that were already trapped in too many shady souls.

In that crystal column, suddenly, there were some colorful, liquid-like material loose uses —— not long after that, the colorful liquid began to change and finally became a 30-cm-long metal statue, like a dog.

The soul of the Too Shade, at this time, was forced into the statue of this peculiar metal dog by a strange force.

“Wake up. ”

Suspected dogs' metallic beasts opened their eyes slowly at this time - the shadows suddenly regained sight, only feeling that the surrounding environment seemed to suddenly become huge.

And there was a man in front of him who even thought he was incredibly beautiful... Wait, this man doesn't seem to be down there??

“What's going on…” Too shady to consciously want to rub his chin.

Unexpectedly, the next scene stunned Tai Yin - he stared at the reflection on the crystal... at the look of himself at this moment.

A dog... turned into a dog?!

This is obviously not the power of the dark soul - the shadow can't feel itself as a dark soul at all. As the body moves, it makes the sound of a metal impact.

“You… what have you done to me… who are you! ”

“De Crea," he said softly, "you can call me Count De Crea, one of the heads of the highest research institutes in the Eternal Kingdom. ”

“I don't care who you are! Get me back where I was!” Tai Yin can't accept being an old dog anyway - and being a metal old dog thing, “I don't care what jazz you are! Grandpa, let me tell you, if my master finds out about this, you're dead!! ”

“Your master?” It… De Crea had no expression at the moment, but opened her fingers to the Too Shade.

At this point, too many shadows feel their brains (he doesn't know if they have brains, it's just this feeling) as if they were going to burst, while the breathtaking metal dogs' eyes are shining out two rays.

The light is like a projection.

The scene after scene after scene, the light coming out of these two lights is crazily alternating… this is all the experience of Tai Yin's life.

These memories were projected in a very short time —— not for a moment, the light in the eyes of the two dogs stopped, and the evil shade was weak at this time, and the back was like being brought to the ground by hundreds of metal dogs.

And at this moment, De Crea's face was dreadfully sunk, and her cold eyes were staring at the shadows of the moment.

“Turns out you're the student of the man who broke into my treasure trove and destroyed my entire regiment.” De Crea sneered at the moment: “That's strange. ”

“I... I don't know what you're talking about... but... my master will never let you go...” Too Yin always feels somewhat without the guts when he says it - but this is the only way to bluff at each other - and it's bound to have a lot to do with the club.

“Well, unfortunately now the root agent is just a new person.” But De Crea sneered, “If it was a former agent... I might not be able to do anything, even if I knew it was calculated. ”

Too shady to climb up.

Declair laughed coldly at the moment: "You're not what I contractually asked for... but you are what you are. It's really good... I wrote it down! ”

“You... are the golden owner of the club?” Tai Yin finally noticed something.

But De Crea ignored it. Instead, she turned around and looked over the pedestal, the chassis that separated from the original Tai Yin.

The box flew slowly into De Crea's hands and opened easily - which suddenly surprised Too Yin, and what was in the box had to do with a very big secret about his division door.

“Know what this is?” De Crea now looks too shady and mysterious.

“I don't know!” Too shady turned his head... but after thinking about this guy forcing himself to brush all his memories, Too shady shook up again: “What do you... want to do? ”

“In your opinion, this is what is called a cactus.” De Crea laughed at this moment, slowly removing what was in the champagne box, "every last sacrifice of your so-called Penglai congress is to call upon the legendary Immortal of Penglai through this thing to fulfill your wishes, isn't it? ”

That's a broken wrist palm!

“But the funny thing is, this Cactus Penglai is already dead! I killed him!” De Crea sneered: “Although I don't know why his palm fell out and turned to your doorman, it ended up coming back to me... do you know what that means? ”

“On behalf of what...”

“Your master is just a new agent. ”

De Crea smiled softly: "Less than a year in office and too tired, I'm afraid you're still sad about the passing of your life? Beautiful soul? This is ridiculous. I didn't build up my strength for this stuff! I'm afraid a guy like that hasn't even opened the door to a pluralistic world? No, I'm afraid not even rewriting... No, it's possible that even sub-administrator Alayer, who affects this 003 main world, doesn't have enough permissions! ”

Old Dao... Old Dao I don't understand ah!!!

“The owner of Penglai is dead, but his privileges from the source are still there… As long as I replace him and fill in the amount of transactions he says he owes, then Penglai's privileges will pass to me!” De Crea laughed happily at this moment: “I thought that after this rebirth, it would be possible to replace Penglai and become a secondary agent at the root... I didn't expect the agent to be just a new person! Hahahahahahaha!!! ”

The clown opened his mouth.

He still doesn't understand what this stupid guy who seems to have his head pinched by a door panel or stuck in a crystal is saying -- but seems to be capable of being his own boss?

Emmmmm... Want to pitch?

But at this moment, this pure white space suddenly came with a shock.

De Crea frowned and reached for the cylinder next to her again - seeing plenty of blue screens at pause around her.

Above that, are images from the Penglai treasure trove - De Crea quickly looked at one of them, clearly where the Massou Pool is!

“Special combat Valkyrie class?” De Claire's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper, "Maximizing production... Who gave the order? It's a waste of my virgin! Stop!”

However, when De Crea's palms slapped heavily on the surface of the cylinder, the printing in the Vasel pool did not stop, while what appeared before De Crea was: insufficient permissions.

“Subordinate authority, dammit...” Suddenly, De Crea's eyes looked too shady and angry: “You poor quality!! ”

“I...” Too Yin is so angry...

Neither do I. What can I do?

But there was no way, so he had to stay down.

But the idea of throwing enemies is eliminated in an instant —— it seems that because of his relationship, this guy, who was originally planned, had some leaks in the plan?

But De Crea was just staring at Too Shady and walking straight towards the prototype Gaia.

It restored the appearance of a prototype Gaia, with some harshness in the mouth, “All battle types should be killed. Why do we have to give the highest alert orders? ”

[Reason unknown]

De Crea frowned: "Think, analyze! ”

[Seriously damaged smart program, unable to start analysis program]

“You piece of shit!” De Crea was so angry that he bit his finger and walked back and forth, and then he flew again to the front of the cylinder.

Its consciousness had only risen from sleep, and many things remained unknown and further information was needed.

“The host has stopped… Is it because the last time you wiped out that unusual force, the host was affected? ”

De Crea quickly looked at what was happening in the Massour Pool, and then slapped him with agitation, "Trial intelligence deteriorated to the beginning, and there was no difference between baby and baby, and the hidden instruction I had given left only the trial type to respond. Newly printed now... no hidden instruction from me... damn, this subpermissions! Even secondary permissions! ”

The clown shrunk backwards at this point - although the space inside the crystal column was a little too big, he always felt that the guy whose head had been clamped by the door panel was likely to blow his breath on himself the next second.

“I need to reboot the host, bind this identity now… to regain absolute control of the treasure trove.” De Crea took a deep breath at this time and seemed to have calmed down.

“Pilot, follow me to the main control room! ”

The calm Decrea has been restored and has again given instructions to the prototype Gaia - only this Gaia is now able to respond to its instructions, and it needs to be used even in many places for the next operation.

The possession rate of this new source of body variants is extremely low, and the privileges of that point cannot even be accessed to the main control room!

Copy

So De Crea turned around, and the moment she turned around, she wore a strange outfit —— something similar.

As De Crea walked out, the prototype Gaia followed, and the crystal post was too shady to blink his new metal dog's eyes.

“I put it away? Wang Wang... let me out!!! Woof... Woof!! ”