"I have lost all my money I have earned over the years!"
Rozim wailed and almost collapsed on the chair, but Evans added fuel to the fire.
"I still owe a loan to the Chaodu Gang."
When Rozim heard this, he was so angry that he almost jumped up from the chair, but because he hit the table, he could only suck the air conditioner and grit his teeth and said:
"I should have taken that bastard to feed the ant cows. The dog-good smuggler was recommended by him! I haven't asked him for compensation yet!"
"But the boss, the other party said that he didn't dare to ask you for interest. You just need to pay back the principal, otherwise he would try his best to make a public account of your consumption records for the Conch Girl Club in the past few months..."
"Damn that bastard!"
Rozim really wanted to stuff a can of ant beef into the guy's mouth now.
But since the other party dares to say that, it is really a bit difficult. Although he can find someone to get rid of that bastard, he may have any help. If those things are spread to the battle group, then his reputation will be over-
What's worse is that he had heard from Loken that his good brother Soshiyan had to break into the dark spiritual home for the sake of the spirit woman. Now the battle group is head of Ustad.
He wasn't afraid of anything before, after all, Suoshiyang supported him for any big thing, but it was hard to say after the replacement. Although Ustad was also an old acquaintance, after all...
Rozim is indeed a little guilty when he takes office. If Ustad is cruel to catch him like a typical person.
"The passing years are not good, so is Soshiyan. For a woman... I haven't seen before that he is still a love species."
"Boss, what? The leader of the battle team is for the woman?"
"It's okay, I'm talking nonsense... The key is where to make money now."
Rozim was distressed when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, then stood up, walked to the cabinet under Evans' confusion gaze, and then opened a small drawer.
"look!"
Evans looked up and saw Rozim holding a black and gold piece of paper with a metal texture in his hand.
"This is......"
"Isn't a group of dark spirits going to the fortress to make trouble before and were killed? I found it from a corpse."
As he said that, Rozim spread the three-finger-wide piece of paper on the table. Evans stretched his head and saw a magnificent palace depicted in a very exaggerated style, accompanied by several exposed and enchanting spiritual beauties. Seeing Evans's belly made an evil fire burst into tears.
"Hey, these alien girls... are quite good-looking. Boss, please give it to me if you don't want it."
"You will know how to masturbate! This thing is of great use."
As he said that, Rozim took out another piece of paper, which was written in Gaogete's words.
"This is what I asked Ditrian to translate. It roughly means that I won the special prize of the Royal Hotel. With this voucher, you can receive luxury prizes and special services."
"ah?"
Evans blinked.
"Boss, are you serious?"
"More than real gold!"
"No...what if...fake?"
"Hmph, do you think I'm stupider than you? I specifically investigated Ditrien. The material for making this thing is an extremely expensive rare metal, and the process of making it is also very superb. Even if you throw it into a plasma stove, it will be unharmed. Simply put, this small piece of paper alone is valuable. Do you think it will be fake?"
Evans seemed even more surprised when he heard Rozim's statement.
"Then just sell this paper?"
"You are stupid!"
Rozim slapped the other party in the head directly.
"If you can use this kind of material as a prize, then the grand prize will not be able to go to heaven! If you don't want to keep so much wealth, just focus on this point. You deserve to be in your thirties and still can't marry a wife and masturbate every day! That's the pattern!"
"Uh..., then boss, you're going to... that guy."
"Comoros."
Rozim said as he collected the ticket.
"I heard that the bitches in that place are so exciting! I will take you to be so cool after receiving the award! Let those alien kittens and tits know how powerful the Empire's big cock is!"
"It sounds pretty good, but the boss...whether is that place?"
"Well...Ditrian said it was deep in the Internet, but the Internet... ask someone for advice."
More than ten minutes later, a public toilet outside the Battle of the Clan Monastery—
"Shrimp?"
Cron, wearing protective suits and holding a toilet, made a confused sound under his mask.
"Net, NetDo you know where NetDoes are? Go and go, that thing almost stabbed me in the face."
Rozim said, waving his hand to keep himself away from the dirty sweep.
"oh oh."
Cron quickly threw the thing into the bucket on the ground, then scratched his nest and said:
"Boss, I can't do it, what is the Internet?"
"Hiss, you're a little embarrassed for me-"
"The net is a fast passage between subspace and physical space, and usually requires the gate of the spiritual race to enter."
A silent voice suddenly sounded, and then a man walked out of the toilet, wearing a gray uniform, black leather apron and water shoes, a thin face with a very cool sunglasses, and a dirty rag mop in his hand.
But when he saw him, Rozim and Evans exclaimed in unison as if they had seen a ghost.
"Sinrata!"
But the other party shook his head.
"My name is Racinta."
At this time, Kron also spoke:
"Racinta came just a few months ago, and he said he was Sinrata's brother."
"brother?"
Rozim walked around the other party suspiciously and looked at every detail carefully.
"This is too similar, it can't be twins."
The other party nodded.
"yes."
"Really?"
Rozim frowned and thought for a while. Although this guy's identity was really suspicious, considering that Comoros was relatively unfamiliar and the other party was very sarcastic, he had no loss in any case.
"Nah Racinta, you just heard what you said, do you know very well about the Internet?"
“Know some.”
"Do you know how to get in?"
"Know."
"Well...how to get in?"
"First of all, there must be a ship, a relatively sturdy ship, and it can conduct interstellar navigation."
"this....."
Rozim thought for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands.
"That guy Loken has a good boat. Recently, he has been drinking to relieve his sorrows every day and complains that he has been suppressed. I will persuade him a little, so I should let him go with us."
After saying that, he looked at Racinta.
"Then what?"
"I know the location of an ancient gate, from where you can enter the internet."
"Sure?"
"Sure."
To be continued...