After I got up and came to the office, I saw tea already set out in the waiting hall outside the door.
Gwen had a headache.
"Cat Varro!" he shouted.
"Cats are here, cats are here!" The fat cat squeezed out from the passage next to her. Behind her were kittens carrying tea trays. When these kittens brought tea, they also used their tails to steal one or two pieces. This is considered
Reasonable fire consumption of hiring cat lights...
Gwen swallowed. As the source power became stronger and stronger, he felt that he was devouring the source power every second. He asked Mao Lan: "Why did you prepare the tea in advance?"
Cat Varro tugged at his beard with his cat paws. Cat Lamp's beard was particularly clean. People who raise cats and dogs should know that no matter how clean their pets are, they are actually "dirty" because they don't know how to brush their teeth.
Take a bath by yourself, manicure and oil, etc... But at the Cat Lantern Meeting, Gwen noticed that there were several bottles of amber-colored oil stored in Cat Varro's personal toolbox, wearing a full scent, which was used to wipe whiskers and cat tails.
Oil.
This kind of creature is a civilized creature with a social structure, so getting along with the cat lantern is quite pleasant for every Utopian.
She naturally also has the characteristics of a civilized creature, she can make associations, conjectures and assumptions.
She stuffed a chocolate ball (the size of a fist!) into her mouth, chewed it twice, and then said nonchalantly: "Because didn't you get some money?"
"this....."
"Everyone knows this amount of money, meow! The cat stayed with the witch. The situation is somewhat similar. After an organization suddenly had an extra budget, everyone changed from the original 'I'm so annoyed, so busy, and I don't want to come.
"I'll see you" suddenly turned into "I came here when I have time", meow, the cat thought, there will be unexpectedly many visitors today, so I asked the kittens to prepare snacks and tea in advance.
Gwen sighed.
Even if two more fallen angels come, he grits his teeth and enters the third stage of source power, letting the fried chicken lady be weak with him for a week or two, and then he can fight them off.
But this kind of thing cannot be solved by force.
To be honest, he thought of it last night.
I even talked to my imaginary Miss Aya in my dream. What did she say?
oh.
‘Be wise’.
God, what kind of wisdom does this require? I'm afraid you need to have amazing wisdom to be able to deal with the situation in front of you.
He turned around and saw Penny walking out of the shadows, wearing a high-slit nun's uniform, and the small gold ornaments hanging on the nun's hood made a clanking sound.
Will she be the first? This guess makes Gwen a little depressed.
"Penny, what's wrong? It's rare for you to come see me today." Gwen opened the door of the office and took her inside.
Penny sat on the chair, a large number of black shadow tentacles dripping from the nun's robe holding the chair steady. "A stranger sneaked into our train." She said, her eyes were particularly serious.
"Um?"
Gwen frowned and activated her source power, sensing every inch of the air and every discordant source power fluctuation. The disharmonious fluctuations were pieced together, and Gwen was able to 'see' on the Sniper Cat.
"Five people." Gwen wrinkled her nose, "Four secret code practitioners and one Source Force user, all are non-cannibals. What's wrong?"
Penny said, "But they hang out with those demons."
Her information made Gwen frown again.
"It would be bad if the demons betrayed us." He said to himself and looked at Penny, "Did they recruit them? Or did they get in the car by chance and get together with these demons? Do you think they have
Is there a risk of betrayal? We are at an important moment."
"They were not recruited, they were brought in by the Cursed Blade. One of them practiced the [Sun Book] and made friends with the devil. I don't think it is necessary to betray, but betrayal is the nature of the devil."
What Penny said made Gwen think deeply.
The good news is that the devil is living a good life on the Sniper Cat and has no reason to betray; the bad news is, does the devil really need a reason to betray?
Gwen felt a little headache: "I will let people stare at them, is there anything else?"
"There is a problem on a section of our route. Six sets of nails were quietly removed from the rails. There is already a risk. If we go faster, we may derail and fall to the ground. It will not turn over, but it is estimated that there will be 6%
Structural damage, and ultimately the damage scale to the buildings on the vehicle body will reach 65%."
When Penny said this, Gwen felt that she had encountered a huge conspiracy.
"What happened? Can you sense who did it?"
Penny gave him an annoyed look.
"I'm just a train. If you ask me, I also want to ask you, have you offended others and caused others to torture you to death? To be honest, if this method of torture is successful, then even if you are not in serious trouble,
This moment of disgrace will also greatly weaken your authority, or weaken Long Yan's..."
"Hmm." Gwen picked up the Cat's White Chocolate Ball imported from Cat Quill from the table. This silky milk-scented chocolate was made by the Cat Lanterns through cunning means. It contains some information for mortals.
It's a lethal dose, but for Gwen it's the same as for cat lights.
Please ask Long Yan to inspect the driveway? No, the source of the information cannot be explained. Long Yan has entered the stage of paranoia.
Apply for transfer? No way, the mine has been laid. And it’s hard to tell what happened afterwards...
Gwen suddenly slapped herself in the face at Penny's surprised look.
Damn it, when did I become this kind of person?
being doubted?
Worried about not being able to explain clearly?
damn it.
After chewing two mouthfuls of white chocolate, Gwen looked at Penny: "Do you remember where the tracks were that were tampered with?"
"If I were human, I could remember every branch on the twelve kilometers I walk a day and remember how to squeeze the juice out of them." The nun said in a yellow accent.
Gwen smiled cooperatively.
"Write it down and give it to the cat Kaka later. Do you still recognize it?"
There is a disease in The Witch called "cat blindness", which means that almost all cat lanterns are not recognized, and the severity is graded, for example, "I only know that there are big fat cat lanterns, medium fat cat lanterns and small fat cat lanterns", and
Or 'There are only two kinds of cat lights, fat ones and fat ones.' Gwen didn't want Petunia to have this kind of cat blindness.
Sister Petunia said: "I still recognize her. She and Cat Varo have brought me a lot of trouble. Do you have any other orders?"
Gwen said: "You have to shake the cat Kaka's tail clockwise and tell her that if I am free, I will send the documents over immediately. Is that okay?"
"No problem." Penny stood up and reached out to grab three of Gwen's white chocolate balls.
"Hello!"
Penny: "I also want to supplement my nutrition."
Gwen asked: "Aren't you a train? Chocolate is of no use to you."
Petunia retorted: "As a mind flayer, chocolate is of no use to you, so why would you eat it?"
Gwen puffed up her face and slowly exhaled a breath.
Although the crisis has come, so have the opportunities.
It is extremely important to gain Long Yan's trust, especially now that Gwen has personally experienced what the third-stage source of power can do, she is even more sure of what Long Yan, who is touted by the entire Utopia as an unparalleled genius, can do.
Terrible thing.
Lifespan, almost precognition, environmental awareness, physical function enhancement, and all-round telekinesis without blind spots.
You cannot be enemies with such people.
At least not until the third stage of normalcy.
Penny walked out and the moment the office door opened, Gwen caught a glimpse of the waiting room filled with people.
But it's not office hours yet.
I don't have to face the storm just yet...
Gwen rubbed her forehead and rubbed her face.
After a while, Cursed Blade walked in with a document bag under his arm and a cup of mushroom coffee in his hand. It was obvious that he was living a pretty good life. He even hummed.
Singing a ditty from my hometown.
As soon as she came in, she smiled and said: "They are very busy today. I saw outside that even demons came over. I have to say that if they shut up and stopped smiling, at least they would look cute.
The little girl is so delicious."
"Uh-huh?"
Gwen thought of Natalie and immediately cast her "sharp eyes" on Curse Blade.
"Dear Lord Bishop." Gwen showed a bit of yin and yang aura, causing Curse Blade to vigilantly twitch its squirrel ears. "The Clerical Order suddenly lost a group of people. Have you thought about what to say?" However,
As soon as he heard that it was work, the cursed blade immediately relieved the pressure visible to the naked eye.
She said: "This is simple. Teams are dispatched, secret missions are constantly split and reorganized, intelligence personnel come and go, plus the archiving and transportation of confidential documents, and business trips. You see, it takes a dozen people to disappear from this world quietly.
It's too simple. And we use mailboxes internally to deliver files, and each department is separate. As long as we delay some mailboxes, one day or two days, we can create a week-long communication line.
It makes people feel that they are still there and still communicating with people.”
"You are so evil."
"This is not called evil, this is called necessary behavior. By the way, is yours, Annalie, okay?"
"fine."
Gwen thought that if nothing unexpected happened today, Annalie should be visiting the only aquarium in the entire country with the Squirrel Girls. To be honest, Lu Ke, the aquarium, and the parent-child relationship, he wished he could go there and watch Lu Ke Love Album.
It's a great show, but it's a pity that I can't get it.
It is good to loosen Annalie's restraints appropriately. The closer her feelings are to people, the stronger the chain will be.
While chatting, Mideliya also came to work. She was wearing a large black windbreaker that Utopians love to wear. It is rainproof and windproof. The jingle bell means that it has steel plates inserted and is bulletproof! Underneath is a dark red retro blouse that is completely inconsistent with this coat.
The skirt is a bit old-fashioned, but when a beautiful person wears such airtight clothes, it can make people think of something waxy, soft, warm, and fragrant.
"What are you talking about?"
She said while putting down the chocolate drink in her hand, taking out the files from the drawer, flipping them open and placing them on the table.
"Talk about Annalee," Spellblade said.
"Tsk, Mind Flayer." Miss Mi looked disdainful, licked her fingers and turned the page, "Aren't there any updated topics?"
"For example?" Cursed Blade walked over, lifted Miss Mi's red hair, and exclaimed, "What do you use to wash your hair? It's so soft!"
real?
Gwen didn't believe it, so she quietly twirled the hair around her ears, felt the softness, leaned over, stretched out her hand, and said, "Really!" He exclaimed, and the next second he decided to give Miss Mi's secret recipe to her.
Mao Zuo said, "It smells a bit like cloves?"
"The latest crystallized product of Longyan Castle." Miss Mi's face was full of pride, "After mixing a little radioactive substance with amber essential oil, you see, the roots of my hair are glowing!"
Grass!
It's radiation, she added radiation!
No wonder it looks so damn bright, it’s radiant light, help!
Gwen was embarrassed.
Cursed Blade touched his chin, "No wonder there is a roasting aroma."
Gwen silently used her source power to isolate Midelia's side, but she felt that this girl had actually used her source power to isolate her hair. This high-end skill was actually used by someone like her, let alone a rough guy.
At least the players of Brother Cao have learned from it. From this point of view, with the love of beauty, human beings can burst out with terrible power.
But I still gave up the thought of obtaining such means.
Miss Mi glanced at the clock and entered into working mode, "Have you read the accounting document I asked Mao Kaka to send to you in your room yesterday?"
"Looked at it."
It's Gwen's least favorite financial statement.
"If you have seen it, you should know that it is slightly different from the plan. They have accumulated a wave of stolen goods, which come from the silver products in the entire Utopia wilderness. There are many, many. I think it is good, but the fund operation cycle is coming to an end.
...the day after tomorrow, that is, yesterday
The account can only be received around the eve of the Tea Festival, so it may be a bit troublesome."
I'm coming.
Here comes the problem.
It's like going to jail.
Gwen pouted and thought for a moment, "Look to Ms. Kasim to solve the problem. She recently found a new business that requires a lot of silver."
"Need silver?" Curse Blade and Miss Mi were both curious now.
"I guess it's made of silver coins?" Miss Mi said, "The secret agents have a tradition of making silver coins, and they exchange this silver coin with the witch for Favanian copper pounds... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.
"
Curse Blade looked shocked.
Due to Curse Blade's "good popularity", such a good thing as casting silver coins is destined to not have such a deep relationship with her, or it can be said that she has no influence at all.
Gwen didn't understand, and said straightforwardly: "I don't care about my profession, in short, we have to convert this fund into cash, otherwise our tea festival arrangements will be completely ruined."
Mao Deng has a good relationship with Gwen, but Mao Deng has a habit that others hate, that is, he rarely does credit transactions!
Almost never credit.
Therefore, only by selling a large amount of silver in exchange for cash can the requirements of the cat lanterns be met.
And ensure a safe cash flow, and more importantly, meet the budget required by the members of the Sniper Cat...
As you can imagine, Gwen was in jail all day today and was almost numb.
It was the first time that he enjoyed such an unfortunate day.
During the lunch break, he complained to Curse Blade: "Why are there so many things?"
The cursed blade is a little haggard:
"Because people usually don't do anything, so they only want to explain their work before the holidays..."