Don't define the Alien Law Society as a lunatic organization just because of what outside players say. If that were true, the Alien Law Society would not survive today.
You are the heir to Tianjing, and the Bureau of Investigation cannot tolerate you. Only the Alien Law Society is your only choice."
After Shafer finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting, leaving Mo Yuan alone in front of the phone to ponder.
I, I just want to ask a little question, where is this going?
However, the problem that Shaffer mentioned just now is also one of the problems that Mo Yuan is facing now.
Various problems in the game and in reality gave Mo Yuan a headache, but he still remembered one more important thing.
How does the destiny panel define fate?
The white and red horoscopes are okay, they look quite normal and there is nothing worth thinking about seriously.
But when it comes to the level of yellow destiny, it seems to have some special meaning in it.
Scholar Athena, King Zeus, Wise Metis...
These are the names of gods in Greek mythology. Athena is the god of wisdom, Zeus is the king of the Olympics, and Metis is the goddess of contemplation. These correspond to the abilities represented by Mo Yuan's three fates.
Among these three fates, Athena Scholar is the one he was born with, which means he has a talent for magic. However, it is also a yellow fate, and the Athena fate cannot be upgraded with destiny points.
The King of Zeus was promoted by Mo Yuan through his "charm", while Metis the Wise One was promoted after becoming a mage's apprentice and developing the characteristics of a "knowledge scholar".
It can be loosely assumed that yellow horoscopes are a fusion of the life and horoscope characteristics of mythological gods, at least Greek mythological gods.
After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Yuan didn't come up with anything, so he decided to go for a drive to relieve the depression in his heart.
He pulled Xia Diya, who was quietly eating the lunch Mo Yuan ordered for him in the restaurant, and pulled him into the car with a confused look on his face. He glanced at the black man who was making trouble not far away and looked at them.
With a strong step on the accelerator, the car flew straight out, and Xia Diya's frightened scream could still be heard faintly in the air.
By Carnegie Lake, a sports car was driving slowly.
Xia Diya leaned against the car window with her arms, still feeling guilty for the rapid speed just now. She turned her head and looked at Mo Yuan, wanting to condemn his extremely rubbish driving skills, but she was speechless for a moment.
Mo Yuan's slender white hands held the steering wheel, his unmodified face was handsome with a hint of majesty, his decent and exquisite shirt reflected his toned figure, and the breeze blew across his cheek. It was like a painting painted with painstaking efforts by an artist.
's masterpiece.
For a moment, whether it was fear or fear, all the emotions in Xia Diya's heart disappeared.
If it stays like this, it seems to be good.
Xia Diya's mood became happy, she folded her hands, held her face, and looked at Mo Yuan with a silly smile.
Mo Yuan was a little frightened by her look and drove a little slower.
Under the setting sun, the shadows are stretched very long.
Not long after, Mo Yuan drove to his destination, Carnegie Lakeside Park.
Mo Yuan led Xia Diya to the bench by the lake. He looked at the sparkling lake in front of him, recalled the experience of the past two months, and said slowly:
"I just came to the United States in the past two months to inherit the inheritance of a stranger. He said he was my great-grandfather. Oh, I have never even met my parents, so my grandfather is nothing."
"After I came here, my grandfather arranged for me to study in the high school here for a while, but my English was terrible, and my values were different from those of the people here. I couldn't get along with each other, so I dropped out soon after.
, Anyway, my grandpa invested money in Princeton University, I can just wait and go to college."
"Slowly I can speak English, and I can adapt to the rich life now. I have a lot of fun, and my life is colorful every day."
"But sometimes in the middle of the night I still feel like something is missing. I just feel uncomfortable for no reason."
Xia Diya listened to Mo Yuan's ramblings, looked into the distance and remembered something, and said nothing.
After sitting for a long time, as dusk approached, Mo and Yuan drove back home.
Mo Yuan listened to the black protesters who were still noisy not far away, and closed the curtains a little irritably, out of sight and out of mind.
He looked at Xia Diya, who was lying on the sofa with a normal expression, and asked curiously:
"Don't you find them annoying?"
Xia Diya asked with some confusion:
"Isn't this a very common thing? In our city, they protest outside every day, and everyone is used to it."
She paused, not knowing what she thought of, with a suppressed smile on her face. Mo Yuan urged her for a while before she continued:
"This is still a small scene now. It only gets lively when the police arrive. Now the people inside are shouting the loudest, the most excited people are watching, and they are running the fastest when the police come. That kind of scene is much more lively than Fast and Furious.
By the way, how many days have they been making trouble?"
"It's been three or four days"
"Then it's almost the next two days. Let's wait and see the good show."
Xia Diya sold a pipe, and Mo Yuan didn't bother to ask.
He packed up a room on the second floor, arranged accommodation for Xia Diya, and went back to the house to start constructing a new zero-ring spell.
Now with the bonus of Metis the Wise Man's fate, he believed that constructing spells would be much faster than before.
Late at night, Mo Yuan closed the "Zero Ring Spell Construction Encyclopedia".
In less than one night, he had constructed thirteen zero-level spells that had little to do with the priest's zero-level magic. His overall ability felt much stronger than before.
And because he has the fate of Metis the Wise Man, the spells he constructs are all spell models that are very consistent with Gomes' meditation method.
Just when he was in a happy mood and was about to spend the night meditating, a heartbreaking scream came from the window. Mo Yuan curiously opened the curtains a crack, but heard a small but faint sound coming from downstairs.
Full of “Wow”s.
He went downstairs and found Xia Diya sticking her butt out and looking carefully at the window, holding a telescope in her hand. Next to her was a bucket of popcorn from nowhere. At first glance, it looked like a standard popcorn.
People who eat melons.
Mo Yuan thought it would be a good time to test the spell he had just constructed, so he activated his escape technique and came to Xia Diya's side, watching the situation outside with her.
Outside, in front of the Walmart supermarket, a group of well-equipped police officers were fighting with a group of black protesters.
Strictly speaking, the police were chasing black people who were desperately trying to escape.
Xia Diya looked attentively through the telescope, and kept mumbling while looking.
"Such wonderful things must be rare for Yuan who grew up in China. I don't know if he is awake or not. It would be a pity if he can't see it. I will make a video and show it to him tomorrow."
After saying that, she reluctantly put down the telescope and started looking for her cell phone, when she saw Mo Yuan standing behind her.
"ah!!!!"
"Boss, you scared me to death!"
Xia Diya sat cross-legged next to Mo Yuan. After complaining for a few words, she excitedly introduced the situation outside to Mo Yuan:
"Looking at this, I can definitely say that I have experience. Although they run very fast now, these "black men" are only a little better at sprinting, and they are very stupid when running away. As long as one person starts running, many people will
He would follow this person and run away, so when we met in the city before, as soon as this group of people started to protest, the police would send people to sneak into this group of people, and when the time came, they would lead all the black people and run into the police circle.
Those black people didn't understand anything. When they saw someone running, they ran with them. They were taken into a circle and beat up violently. They didn't dare to cause trouble for a long time."
"Look, now, hey, what's going on?" Xia Diya said excitedly, but found that there was a new change in the following things.
The black people who were still running away suddenly turned around and rushed towards the police for some unknown reason, shouting as they rushed:
“african help african!”
This sentence was as effective as a stimulant. More black people joined the team of retrograde attacks on the police, forcing the police to retreat continuously. This chapter has been completed!