Trafford’s Trading Club

Pears actually lived there this evening.

Ren Ziling said that sooner or later it was something to get used to. Naturally it would be better to get used to sooner rather than later.

Shortly after dinner, however, she received a text message from Nan Xiaonan. It was somewhat unfortunate to know that Nan Xiaonan had something to leave for a while and could not accept her invitation.

Pear stayed this evening naturally already cleaned up before and stayed in Nan Xiaonan's room for two days.

She is a kind of monster herself, naturally very sensitive to the spirituality between heaven and earth - because there is already a foreplay of Nan Xiaonan, the warm jade placed under the mattress of Sister Ren, this time did not cause anything.

No one will notice until the late stage of lazy cancer remembers to clean the underside of the mattress.

After that night, there were only three days left before Lochu claimed to have left the country.

He still doesn't intend to open the door to do business, so he stays calm.

Since he was a child, Rocchu has been more inclined to plan for planned actions… In the days ahead, he intends to plan things over the next year or two.

The Lord God game will soon be logged in in in another sub-world, which means that he will most likely soon not have to worry too much - for an entire year.

About this time last year was when he became a club owner.

Now a whole year has passed and he has grown accustomed to it… it has been an extraordinarily long year for him. Lo Qiu remembered the guests he had dealt with, one story after another flowing through his heart, turning into a little warmth.

It's like a warm spring, gradually washing the mountains in this cold winter... he knows that he didn't fail in the whole year of emotional deprivation confrontation.

But he's still hiding the stage where reason is amplified and sensitivity is suppressed.

“Almost, it's time for me to personally try all kinds of strong emotions. ”

Before the desk, the Rocciu pen slowly wrote on blank paper the two extremes of man's most intense emotions - love, hate.

He can't hate someone... Zhou Yuxuan's affairs have been taken care of, there is no reason for him to hate anymore... there is nothing in the world that he can hate right now.

“So that's all that's left, love...”

Lochu silenced for a moment, erased the word hate directly from the blank paper, and slowly filled the scope of this love.

He wrote it down.

The text ends with: love of the world, love of life, love of life, love of all who love me.

After writing, the text jumped out of the paper... his heart moved and turned over the star creative content written by Nan Xiaonan.

He doesn't really have to drill, but all the normal rules and changes in star creativity are already in his chest - it's a temporary state of temporary buyback, which equates to adding a BUFF to himself.

It doesn't need to be long enough to be able to use Star Creative at this time.

The star prints that correspond to these words come out of the sky and end up in these words… so they have another life.

Lochu thought about it and pulled a string of Buddha beads out of the drawer —— it was on a cruise last year's Golden Week, given by the sister Ali.

The words jumped into the beads one by one, and eventually disappeared… Lochu brought the beads with him again.

That's a warning he gave himself.

After that, BUFF was eliminated, and he once again knew only about the state of Star Creativity and wouldn't use it... Lochu smiled slightly and turned off the lamp.

Seems that Ziling and Pear are not asleep outside the room and are whispering something.

In tranquillity, Rocciu slept in his clothes, his thoughts rippled, slowly wandering, listening to the voices of all things.

……

In the living room, there was a mismatched pear chatting to Nanny Ren and suddenly sat up and knocked out a mosquito that flew in front of her.

The sound of the clap frightened the sleepy nanny and gave her a glimpse.

Pear blinked and smiled. “Sister Ren, do you suddenly feel very comfortable and happy? ”

“I have a very sleepy feeling...” Ren Ziling doesn't have a good airway: “Why am I here late at night to watch a food show? If you want to send the Late Night Newspapers, send them to the company..."

“Hee-hee. ”

Softly whisper, sound… like being gently held by something that is precious.

……

……

Same under the night.

When that horrible scream, which came out after being weakened by space, stopped, two strong men, struggling with discomfort, walked into the room and dragged out two fleshy bodies.

After that, two more panicked, struggling, dirty homeless people were sent into the room - outside, clouds of scalp numbered dead experiments.

Cheng Yun is not the only one with numb scalp, but also several folk masters who have come back, as well as Master Huang's disciples, are now Master Chen Er.

Evil stuff Chen Er rarely does, but it's not immobile... Earlier he stayed with Master Huang all over Southeast Asia for a while - in fact, Master Huang started out in Xiangjiang, when many wealthy people or big men on the road liked to look for Huang Qiyi... even lowered their heads.

Huang Xuehui's head lowering technique was not inherited from his own door, but he learned it in the Nanyang region while traveling abroad.

Chen Er has seen his master use his head lowering several times and already thinks that it is the most vicious thing in the world... but it doesn't seem to be as horrible as what happened in this sealed room before him.

But if the 24 in there succeeds, then it's not just him, everyone here, who probably has that chance to have real power.

Chen Er only learned some fur for Feng Shui technique, but has already benefited from it. Naturally, he is eager for that more powerful 'power’.

People yearn for power, be it the superpower of wealth or the power of truly extraordinary sanctification.

Most of those who are dusted away by the clock are minded by Chen Er himself... Otherwise, no one wants to get into this damaging thing.

“There are a few left. ”

In this environment of screaming from time to time, a clock that behaves more heavily than everyone else suddenly asks into the clouds.

“Second Major, there are still... um, eight.” Cheng Yun swallowed his saliva, "at this pace, Master 24 should be able to do four more trials. If it still fails, wait a few more days and get some new stuff. ”

The clock dust finger tapped gently on the table a few times, nodded back and stood up, “You watch the experiment here, I'll go check on the kids. ”

The child in the clock dust mouth, naturally, was dug up in the superpower lab he invested in before he met 24, giving birth to a child with micropower.

He doesn't choose to put all his eggs in the same basket… share the risk, which is what his younger brothers have to learn from the beginning.

24 The experiments, along with those at the Institute, have been carried out simultaneously, but 24 are of great interest to these micro-enabled children, who have been offered more than once that they can be tested, and the clock dust is naturally pressed.

“Second Major, don't worry, I'll let you know as soon as I hear from you! ”

The clock nodded casually and quickly walked out of this area, stepping into another part of the institute... clouds clogged his ears with his fingers at this time, hiding 24 far from the room used for the experiment.

This location is actually closer to the room used to accommodate the trapped hobo... Cheng Yun looked in from the corner of the curtain, only to see the remaining hobo, at this time walking around the room anxiously.

Some of these people may be naturally mentally retarded, or have become insane or even numb after years of wandering… but it seems that natural instincts for danger are still present, so subconsciously they can still know fear.

But only one bald young man, even without eyebrows, sat motionless and watched the people in the room move.

Cheng Yun didn't feel a little scared from this bald, eyeless young man. He couldn't help but wonder... He suddenly came to some kind of fun and wanted to see when this bald head could be indifferent, so he decided to arrange the other party for the last experiment.

Hey... this place is so depressing, the brutality began to breed, listening to the scream again, and the cloud gaze gradually became cruel.

……

The other side of the superpower lab is quite peaceful compared to the place occupied by 24, like purgatory - a milder method used here.

One room is designed in pure white, and children who are discovered and have micro abilities are also wearing white clothes and socks… they are placed in a different decorative room.

There are ocean arrangements as themes, there are paradises as themes, there are cartoons as themes —— to appease the anxiety of these children.

In each room, there are two dedicated researchers who assist these children in the exercise and development of their abilities - in fact, these researchers do not have any experience in studying superpowers.

They simply possess a wealth of knowledge of applied sciences such as physics, chemistry… At least, for Master Zhong Jia, who has zero foundation, he can only develop from this direction.

In addition to the counsellors in each room, there is also a researcher assigned to the room to record the performance of the children throughout.

The clock falls into the air and seemingly feels that this is the right direction for the study.

But the progress of this research has been too slow… to date, there has been no progress for these micro-enabled children —— what they looked like when they were discovered and what they look like today.

Since not knowing when, Young Master Zhong's heart has felt a sense of urgency - a world he already knows, wandering beyond, visible, but still unable to truly step in half.

That was why he compromised on 24.

He asked Sung-yun whether he liked Wei Xiaobao or He-yu's question, which was the same as asking himself - the same answer, neither direction of research, he was going to give up.

At this point, a researcher quickly arrived at Major Zhong Er, who brought some new surprises to the clock.

“We found a new capable child! ”

“Oh?”

This does give the clock a new surprise... the variety of micro powers should be strange and may not be classifiable yet, so more samples and data, after all, is good, “Show me... what is it this time? ”

The researcher rejoiced: “I think it should be called the ability of the Animal Change Department… we found this child who can freely switch between the characteristics of pigs and normal people! ”

“Animals...?” The clock was stunned.

But there is considerable interest in the ability to transform - unfortunately, only to become a pig… the good air in your heart drops by a few points.

But it would be nice to look, purely after adjusting from the 24 side, a little irritated —— accompanied by the researcher, he came to the room where the newly found child was placed.

As the researcher said, through the glass used for observation, the clock dust fell, and at this point a four-five-year-old child was being looked around, restlessly against the head of a pig that seemed incomplete to beast.

It's not just the head, it's the four of them that favor the limbs of a pig —— but he's wearing a children's costume.

“How did you find this kid?” The clock dusted and frowned.

The child is dressed in child clothing and looks like he has a family or something - maybe his family knows about the child as well.

“Well, one of our children has the ability to communicate briefly with insects," the researcher said. We were going to take him outside to get close to nature and see if we could unleash his potential - and then we found this kid in some kind of forest park where he was digging carrots from plantations in the park... ”

“No one else? ”

“No one else.” The researcher cautioned: “We didn't do it until we confirmed it, and no one saw it...”

The clock shook its head. Most of the children previously found were adopted from welfare homes, or rescued from traffickers, so as to bring people back directly... Forget it.

Naturally, it's no different than those homeless people - the clock dust doesn't intend to double label itself, and the people who work for it do it, so do it.

“Have you asked about him? His family?” He just needs to think about what to do later.

“Asked, he said his name was a pig...”

At this moment, the pig in the room suddenly shook a bell-like necklace around his neck...

……

……

Sister Blackwater didn't come home late tonight —— not everyone at home hungry.

The little rabbit demon, who was the big sister, was very diligent in preparing dinner for the younger siblings, and after eating, he started putting some of the cubs to sleep.

It wasn't until late at night that Blackwater came back and brought back a little bird.

“Sister Blackwater, is this...”

Blackwater held the bird with care and smiled affectionately: “I discovered it by accident, I just lit up some of the wisdom, and there will be almost demonizers in the future, I have to guard it one by one, so I came back late. ”

Many of the cubs are asleep. The little rabbit dares not speak up, but it's hard to hide his joy. "Great, there's another child! ”

“By the way, where's the pig?” Blackwater rubbed the rabbit's head and asked casually.

Usually, the first time she comes back, she'll be a pig —— looking for food, whether he eats or not, always looks underfed.

“I picked some fruit when I got back and it tasted good.” Blackwater laughed.

“Huh... Speaking of which, where's the pig?” The little rabbit just noticed something right now, "No wonder I always felt so quiet today. Speaking of which, I haven't seen this greedy ghost since this morning. I must have snuck out for food! ”

“The child." Blackwater shook her head, blaming more than Guan 'er, her tolerance for these children can actually be described by the Mercy Mother.

The bell shook and the cold rang in her ear.

The black face changed slightly, then the long straight hair spread out in a mess, and the fierce demonic power suddenly erupted...

“Sister!? ”

“The pig is in danger...” Blackwater took a deep breath, the brutal demon power suddenly suppressed, but his voice was much colder, commanding: "You watch the house here, I'll be right back. ”