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“No. 1 and No. 2 have arrived in the Jiwan Valley…”

“No. 3 has entered the Mustang Fountain!”

“No. 18, 9 and 5 entered Roosevelt Canyon…”

“Enter Prism Lake Bay on the 13th.”

“Arriving at the Bad Boy Volcano on the 14th…”

"Report, everyone's coordinates have been determined."

The huge death ring command center is like a hall, and the huge space that can accommodate hundreds of people is filled with rows of circular intelligent brain units. Behind each intelligent brain is a staff member operated. On the command bridge, Artes held the railing of the bridge and looked down like a captain. In the middle of all working units, a three-dimensional hologram of Huangshi Park was generated by an intelligent brain laser.

It can call up the pictures of every corner of the competition venue as needed, and more than 30,000 surveillance nodes ensure that there is no blind spot in this vast area. Every teenager's actions are exposed to the eyes of the committee. Of course, this surveillance system is not so perfect. For example, some strong people can use their own source power to interfere with these surveillance nodes to achieve the role of alternative stealth.

However, the boy in this area, the highest level is the sixth-level source power person. Even the little guy who had not built the first genetic circuit could not hide from the monitoring system called "Sky Eye".

Alstey looked at the hologram, and the coordinates of the boy were marked with red light spots. He nodded and said, "It's great, let these little ghosts move freely for a few days. Then we will make other arrangements. It's only the third day now, and the climax cannot appear too quickly."

"What's the change in capital injection recently?" He looked at his assistant again, a guy wearing glasses and a big hijab.

The assistant quickly flipped the records of the Intelligent Brain and said: "The overall capital injection has increased by 32%, sir."

"What about it, for example, our Master Alan?" Artes asked casually, tidied up the corners of his clothes and prepared to leave.

The assistant followed him and replied: "No. 1's capital injection increased by more than one million, but it was mostly scattered bets from public betting stations. In general, except for Bethcoder's heavy bets, there is no large-scale investment."

"Well, this is normal. After all, judging from the previous death rings, the guys ranked first often die the fastest, and our Young Master Alan has done a pretty good job. But the remaining guys are not simple things." Alstai had already walked into the elevator.

The assistant hurriedly followed in: "You are very saying, sir. However, the capital injection of No. 3 has increased significantly. In addition to Alexander's original capital injection of 30 million, more than 10 million is now added to his name. This amount comes from those nobles, who seem to be optimistic about Mr. Main's investment."

"A group of guys who follow the trend." Alstai said casually.

"Wait..." Suddenly, the assistant seemed to have discovered something and screamed anxiously: "A bet was added under No. 1 Allen's name, and the single payment is...10 million!"

Alstey's expression turned: "Can you track down the betting account?"

"Yes, please wait." The assistant quickly clicked some buttons and replied after a moment: "I found out that the betting account comes from the name of the Mosen family. Hey, it's Adeer."

The assistant raised his head: "Adeer Mosen! Sir."

"Adeer, the third heir to the Mosen family? That little fairy from the Mosen family? Why are she joining in the fun?" Artes frowned.

"The Mosen family is one of the famous families and has always had a good relationship with the Bethcod family. Perhaps that was Old Kate's idea?" said the assistant.

Artes waved his hand and said, "Maybe, don't worry about him. Who knows the thoughts of these noble masters? Just like I can't figure out why Old Horn should focus on an unknown little devil. Ha, maybe that's Old Horn's illegitimate son on the surface?"

In the afternoon, the sun was just shining.

The bright and bright light casts a golden spot on this open-air round platform, which makes a pair of long legs raised high on the terrace carved fence flow with an attractive luster. Ten round toes are painted with bright red nails, like red agate placed on soft velvet. The straight leg lines are connected together and extend downwards, and the base of the thighs is hidden in a loose nightgown.

The corners of the nightgown were hanging down, and there were a bunch of blooming red roses embroidered on it. For some reason, the embroidered patterns seemed to highlight the thorns of roses, and the sharp thorns could prick people's eyes. The owner of the beautiful legs was holding this collection of poems, and the dark red hard-crust cover was decorated with a circle of light golden patterns. The collection of poems blocked her face, and she could only see a light brown scalp shawl like a wave.

Under the sun, this long brown hair flows with a dazzling sheen.

At this time, in the attic behind the terrace, a girl dressed as a maid ran out. The girl looked sweet and black and white, and under the maid's suit, she could see the well-developed curves. Especially the bulging breasts on her chest, she had already stretched her neckline. A pair of beautiful legs in black stockings were even more fascinating.

"Why are you so panicked? My dear little Sophie." The poem was put down and exposed the little face that had been blocked by the book to the sun.

She frowned slightly, and after getting used to the light, her eyebrows gradually stretched out. This was a beautiful girl, similar to the maid's age, with delicate facial features and red lips. The black eyeballs had no impurities. If she looked at them for a long time, it seemed that her soul would suck these black hole-like eyes in. The girl's eyebrows were raised, the corners of her mouth were raised, and there was a wildness between her eyebrows.

"Miss Adele..." The maid ran to the girl, holding her legs with her hands and panting. In this way, the scenery under the collar was almost visible.

The girl whistled like a boy: "My little Sophie, you are becoming more and more beautiful. No wonder my brothers always look at you, they always look on your breasts and butts."

The maid's face flushed: "Miss Adeer, I have invested 10 million in the No. 1 as you ask. But Miss, don't let Sophie do such a thing again next time, that's 10 million. If something goes wrong, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled Adeer over. Sophie screamed lowly and couldn't help but sit on the lady. Adeer closed his eyes and took a deep breath in Sophie's ear. The flowing airflow made the little maid feel so uncomfortable. What he wanted to take was that Adeer's hand pressed her thighs unhonestly and groped upwards.

"Isn't it just ten million? Why are you nervous? But every time I see Sophie as nervous as a rabbit, I feel that nothing is more interesting than this." Adeer smiled and gently bit Sophie's earlobe.

The maid immediately moaned and her whole body became weak. She twisted uneasyly and said, "Don't do this, Miss, it will be seen by people."

"Whoever dares to look at me will dig his dog's eyes!"

Adeer said viciously, but his hands were not idle, and he had already penetrated the maid's skirt to explore the deep scenery. There were many ridiculous things among the nobles, and Adeer's personality was as wild as a boy. As her maid, Sophie didn't know how much tofu she ate for her lady, but today, she felt that Adeer's interest was a little higher, and her fingers were more flexible than usual, which made her body extremely sensitive.

Just as Sophie was about to melt like water and the scene was about to get out of control, a knock on the door came from the attic.

Sophie jumped up as if she had caught a life-saving straw and said, "I'll go open the door."

"Tsk, it's really disappointing." Adeer raised his eyebrows and said.

Sophie flew away like a frightened rabbit, and came back a while later and said, "Miss, Mr. Kate invites you to the study."

"I know, please help me change my clothes." Adeer stood up and took off her nightgown. The nightgown was actually a vacuum!

Sophie said with a big head: "Miss, you have to go into the house to take off. The text is first released."

"What, don't you know that you have to bask in the sun more often? Besides, in my territory, who dares to look around? He doesn't want it?" Adeer walked into the attic indifferently.

Sophie quickly found clothes and put them on them one by one. After a while, Adea in the floor-to-ceiling mirror changed into a hunting suit. The brown leather was short and the white shirt tied into the belt. With a black tie, Adea in the mirror was full of heroic appearance. Sophie helped her comb her hair high to reveal her smooth forehead. With the wildness between Adea's eyebrows, she was like a capable boy at this moment.

"Okay, wash it off and wait for me to come back. I'll see what the old man has to do." Adeer pinched Sophie's chest casually, then threw down the pale little maid and left the attic.

When I came to the study and saw several boys of similar age, Adeer showed a faint smile on his face. He even made a fist clench with his hands. One of the older boys immediately clamped his legs. His name was Jas, and he was Adeer's brother. A few days ago, he got drunk and touched Adeer, but he kicked Adeer hard. He kicked Jas's alcohol completely and lay on the bed for several days.

Seeing his granddaughter's rude movement, Old Kate pinched his eyebrows with headache, took off his glasses and said, "Adeer, I heard you used 10 million private money?"

Adeer sat on the sofa on the other side, raised her legs and looked at her brother: "Did these two trash tell you? Grandpa."

"Adea!" Jas shouted: "Don't be so presumptuous!"
Chapter completed!