Trafford’s Trading Club

Little Butterfly demon picked up some good snow lotus, along with some other herbs, “Sister Long, I found a nice wild one on the hill over there... eh? ”

The little butterfly demon with a lot of things in his hands blinked and looked at Cersei shaking in the snow.

This must be the golden dragon she's seen... but she doesn't remember how Farfner was so thin?

What about the golden dragon?

The clothes barely held up like a skeleton shelf, then shivered in the cold wind, and the skin was bleak... even the face was like an old man for centuries, full of wrinkles, even his waist couldn't hold up.

“Oh, back? Let's get back on the road. We should be home by dark. ”

The only real dragon in Shenzhou is looking at this moment with an octagonal shape similar to a makeup mirror box - a prop used by the Authority to view intranet information… it is the standard for the Authority to have officially created personnel.

As one of the top advisors to the Shenzhou Administration, Long Xiao Ruo, of course, will not be without this play… and is also specially made.

“Sister Long, what's wrong with Mr. Farfner?” Lorraine hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask curiously.

“Oh... here comes Big Aunt.” The real faucet in Shenzhou doesn't lift either, "go back and get him some brown sugar water to deal with. ”

Big... Big Aunt??

The little butterfly demon opened his eyes and looked at the dry Favna as if he had discovered something new.

“Old lady, old lady... what you did to me... you... you will be repaid... I curse, curse, you will bleed to death this month! It hurts so much... lower back, lower back!! ”

The dragon of Shenzhou slowly raised his head and smiled.

The shivering golden dragon's throat snapped at this moment... fortunately, if Dragon Eve seemed in a good mood this time, it didn't continue to be difficult, just dazed: “Don't you know I'd chopped Red Dragon long ago? ”

It ghost knows what a car-cutting dragon means, but it just feels like it's been crushed up and down again... God knows when this kind of hard day will come to an end?

It already knows that it is the evil dragon that has been entrusted to this Orient by Glory… and does not state the time limit!

Within Shenzhou, although it is increasingly energetic due to the recovery of its spiritual energy, it is not the magic magic it needs… Here the Golden Dragon recovers very slowly.

Though such an energetic energy is good for it, it is something that accumulates over time and does not see any effect at all in a short time. But if you look at Shinju Jinlong, this is the home, and all kinds of buffs can be filled —— without looking at all the inhuman forces in the Western world, no one dares to step on the border?

“Psst.” Long Xi suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiao Butterfly Demon. “Have you played any online games? ”

“Hmm?” Xiao Butterfly was stunned. Although I don't know why Sister Long suddenly asked this question, my subconscious responded: “No. ”

“So you look at the computer every day?” Dragon and Eve rolled their white eyes.

Little Butterfly Demon said innocently: "Because of the many online tutorials. ”

“... when I didn't ask.” The real dragon in Shenzhou shook his head, which is probably what we call a schoolmaster.

“Sister Long, why are you asking about this all of a sudden? ”

“Nothing…” Long Xi said casually: "It seems like a swallowing cyber tour has recently appeared… It is said that 20,000 people have already been killed. These people play games, and consciousness is sucked into the game. It's just that these people who are trapped in consciousness are being placed, and things are being suppressed, and there's not much coverage from the outside. ”

“Twenty-three thousand... so much?!” Lotte stunned... from what she knew, even if a fire had killed a few humans, it would have been a big deal!

“This is just Shenzhou territory.” If Dragon and Eve frowned, "it would appear that there are more people around the world… This matter is now of great concern to the Authority. ”

“Sister Long, are you going to the Bureau of Management to help? ”

Long Xi thought about it: “Those guys haven't asked me to come here yet. I think they've figured something out, or they're still figuring something out... But I've got two accounts, so go back to the hospital and put this game on. ”

Thus, Jinlong of Shenzhou quietly opened the [intelligence channel] that had been restored - Favna, as the last Golden Dragon, had enormous potential in itself. Although the blood of Golden Dragon was not comparable to that of Jinlong of Shenzhou, there was no disparity in grade, and it was sufficient to reimburse her for the consumption she had previously signed.

It's just that if Dragon Eve has decided to do it herself, it's not a last resort, but if [the intelligence channel] is not enabled, it's not enabled - it feels like the GPS that the bad guy put on himself.

The more you use yourself, the more the bad guy knows - seeing that bad guy can observe everything in the world anytime, anywhere, the more the dragon in Shenzhou always feels that even if he showers himself in the future, he will be a little frightened.

If even the inner thoughts are leaked because of [the intelligence channel]... then you really can't escape that bad guy's five-finger mountain!

Besides, she can't always draw Favna's blood… the same amount, again, the potential of this golden dragon is afraid to really decline.

If you smoke again for the third time, your potential will probably drop by more than half… If you have a fourth time, you should really become a dragon.

Emmmm... let's just look at the mood.

“Do we have to book a ticket back? The nearest airport is far from here!” Little Butterfly Demon thought about it this time.

“I'll take you flying, it'll be faster.” As soon as Dragon and Eve waved, they brought Little Butterfly Demon and Favna directly.

The blue sky above the snow peak drew a white airflow in an instant.

……

……

St. Andrews campus.

In fact, Mr. Lo doesn't have a lot of strange feelings about the campus - it's just that this prestigious school, after all, has very strong local features that make it a great place to visit, even if it's not about to stay for a while.

The atmosphere on campus about the atmosphere of freedom is easy to feel - and because it maximizes the relationship of style when it was built, there doesn't seem to be much modernity in general.

When it first arrived, there was even the feeling of walking into a magic school attended by a magic boy with lightning on his head.

Because the new semester has actually been going on for a while, unlike when it first started, there are not too many students on campus at this time… it is also possible that it is simply now that most students are attending classes.

“The teaching office should be over there.” The maid refers to a building on campus.

“I want to go over there.” Boss Lo pointed to a building in front and said, "I'll leave the admission process to you. ”

“Over there is... the seminary.” The maid smiled, “I see. Master, I'll get it done as soon as I can, and then I'll come back to you. ”

Boss Luo suddenly said, “Why don't you go to school too?" ”

The maid shrugged, she never thought about it... she looked at her master with surprise and subconsciously said: "Enrollment? ”

Rochu laughed. “Yeah, you don't have to do the same discipline as me. Just pick a subject you like. Usually we go to school together, just after school. ”

The maid thought, “What about the shop... if I go to school too, I don't have much time to clean the shop. ”

“Just drive right here.” Boss Luo blinked suddenly and laughed: “For example, become an [association] or something, what do you think? ”

“The club?” At night, and then she smiled slightly, her eyes moved a little, and she seemed to think of something interesting, "sounds very nice. ”

“Well, you can also apply for [the club] work.” Rochu pinched the hand of the maid.

“Um... [Societies] name, or content?” The maid is still very specific.

“Yes, there is a need for a theme…” Mr. Lo thought: "Otherwise, it would be nice to have something like psychological counseling… or you could offer something to talk about. ”

“So...” the maid nodded, “I see. ”

“Well, thank you very much.” Boss Lo said, reaching out to open the maid's hair on her forehead and then kissing her gently on the forehead.

The maid took a quick step... Boss Lo watched her walk into the building, took a random photo of her phone and sent it to Ren Ziling, saving her the daily text bombing.

Boss Lo went to the seminary at this time - this is where he studied at St. Andrews College.

Theological research.

……

Ancient brick rooms are separated by calm grass, and occasionally three or two students can be seen walking around here… they are like scattered animals.

The rhythm is not fast.

Rocciu walked past them like a breeze - adjusting his presence to something that ordinary people couldn't care less about, like he was a non-existent person.

People would see him, but they wouldn't notice him, as if they saw all the scenery in front of them blending together… and part of the scenery itself.

Boss Luo can't remember how he was in the mood to study theological research at the time... the motive is very clear.

He was thinking about gaining access to mysterious knowledge - through his own learning, not through the altar's intelligence function - which, although more efficient, had to pay.

Now, of course, he naturally doesn't have to take these small costs into account —— in fact, even the so-called theological studies don't make much sense, or even necessary.

He's just used to doing everything he planned to do today… it may be delayed, but at least it won't gradually be lost.

Boss Lo stopped in a hanging painting out of the school hallway - a portrait of the Virgin Mary, as if it were the work of a student who had studied here.

The portrait shows Maria wearing a white stone turban with a pink rose in her hands. She looked down like she was watching something... tender and melancholy.

She may be feeling sad about why.

“You know, Maria has different names in different places and scriptures.” A magnetic voice sounds slowly at the side of Boss Lo.

Naturally, Rochu will not fail to feel someone approaching him… He doesn't really care much about something approaching him - nothing approaching him can also pose a danger, which has been proven many times.

He's just curious, curious as to what it would be like to be able to outweigh the average person's perception and discover his own guy - of course, the other person could perceive his existence, but he wouldn't know what he was different from the average person... unless Lochu voluntarily revealed something that was hidden from him.

It's a typical white man's look - slightly taller, slightly curly brown hair, white shirt, black pants, semi-new, semi-old leather shoes, no extra decoration on the body… except for the white gloves on the hands.

So you can't see the hands of a man in his thirties —— he doesn't look handsome enough to be remembered deeply.

Probably just his voice, magnetic and memorable —— if he speaks voluntarily at strange times.

“Like what?” As he opened the subject, Boss Lo asked curiously.

“In island countries, for example, she will be called Guanyin, Maria Guanyin.” The man smiled slightly: “And in the Koran it is called [Maryām], which also means [bitter] in Aranese. Just as Jesus would be called [Jesus] … in the landscape, she would also be called [Gorgeous], and so on. ”

Boss Lo went on to ask, “What kind of woman do you think she is? ”

“Woman?” the man was somewhat surprised and then thought: "There was a time in [Dead Sea Ancient Volume] when Maria was a young woman, and the New Testament said that Maria was conceived by the Holy Spirit when she was a real child… so she was naturally chaste. ”

Boss Luo nodded, very naturally reaching out to the man, "Hello, my name is Luo Qiu, and I'm a student at the seminary just reported today. ”

“No wonder I haven't seen you before.” The man looked sudden, then nodded, stretched out his right hand with white gloves and held him gently, "Nice to meet you... my name is Pudding, I am a teacher at the seminary. Maybe we'll meet in class soon. ”

Boss Lo smiled, but his eyes swept from the hand of this teacher Pudding.

Man... Teacher Pudding noticed and said casually: "Never mind, my hands have been injured. ”

“These hands will probably look beautiful before they get hurt.” Lochu smiled slightly.

Teacher Pulling felt a slight glimpse, this newborn of the East side Kong, has an unspeakable feeling, like... standing in front of the door of the underworld.