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14. Inhumans (6)

"Children can't stand adults who play tricks like me, and they will complain [I really don't want to see such an adult]. But, a capable adult will still try his best no matter how badly he is scolded or complained about.

Go to tasks that belong entirely to you, [take on as much responsibility as you have the ability] - this is the way adults should behave in the world. Let’s just talk about the innocence and specious idealism of children. When adults are working, these are still

It’s well put away.”

Li Lin stood up from his seat, and Catherine, the hygienist, carefully and solemnly held a box in front of him. The previous doubts, disappointment, and shame about why he asked to collect the contents of the box had all disappeared from his heart.

A look similar to a wry smile flashed across the face of the boy who took the box, and he lifted up his right hand, making the elf girls envious of his smoother bangs, covering his jewel-like red pupils and his face outlined by handsome lines.

When he lowered his hand, there was a sound of sharp inhalation in the room.

The black-haired boy [turned over], and a new appearance appeared in front of the elves.[

A quick glance can change someone else's values, and their deep inner self seems to be distorted as well.

Completely opposite, but quite similar temperament - a new look with an unknown beauty ratio emerged from Li Lin's body.

"Operation code name: [Women's Mountain Range], activated."

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The heat of the morning sun became thinner after being filtered by the narrow iron. Vince straightened his back, opened his hands widely and yawned for a long time, then turned his head sideways. His sinister eyes scanned the rows of cages. The confirmation work before shipment must be carried out.

He had to finish before breakfast, otherwise the bad guys wouldn't leave any decent breakfast for him.

Before that, we have to confirm whether the goods scheduled to be shipped today are still there and whether they are [lost]... It is really boring and troublesome.

But this monotonous land life is still a comfortable and comfortable paradise in the eyes of sailors who are used to life on board - no violent storms, no smelly and sour drinking water, no moldy food with maggots crawling around. There is no terrible threat of disease, no

The sudden battle, without the flexible cat-nine-tails in the hands of the bosun. Without the rebellious sailors and the marines responsible for suppressing it - without all of this, the work of guarding the child slave warehouse on land can indeed be called [Paradise]

].

Of course, this place of relative [heaven] still needs a salary to maintain it. And the men who have no other source of income except raising sails on the sea and wielding swords to fight can only be honest every time they spend their last copper.

Prepare for a new voyage and find their share of wealth in the dangerous and unpredictable vast blue sea.

"Open the door."

Vince was just thinking about whether he could enjoy a second-class or third-class prostitute with the income from this round trip. He heard a cold childish voice that suppressed his nervousness, and felt the touch of something on his neck.

"Hurry up and open the door, or you will die!"

Instead of the previous hesitant voice that threatened others for the first time, the new voice that was used to death and dirty things not only had an immature arrogance and complacency, but also had an impulsiveness to carry it out, adding to the threat of death.

A little sense of substance.

"Don't be stupid, this kind of thing... how could you possibly..."

[Do it]——The last part of the sentence rolling on the tip of my tongue could not come out of my mouth. My murky eyes like dead fish stared at the black iron box.

It is not difficult to send threats out of a small and cramped cage. How do two immobile children use objects to hold themselves against themselves from behind? Vince's method analyzes and understands the current situation, and does not allow the world to regard it as common sense.

Existence - magicians can indeed do such trivial things.

[That orc hybrid is definitely not a priest who can use magic. He is most likely a newly captured kid. Could it be that those Lapland fools actually kidnapped a magician's apprentice? Oh, Mother Goddess! It could be somewhere else.

A noble child?! But how could such a noble person be caught by common people like them?】

Nervous and confused thoughts filled his head. He didn't know how to judge the choice of action and his body was hard to move. Hearing the boy's excitement and shouting, the guards gathered around him. After seeing the situation behind Vince clearly, they all stopped and watched quietly.

Magic? Or the undead? Witnessing the "stick" suspended in mid-air, glowing with blood-red phosphorescence, the astonished men could only think of these two explanations. The technological crystallization of another world was deeply awed and feared by the superstitious guards.

"Open the door quickly!"[

The boy who was considered to be a magician's apprentice or even the son of a nobleman shouted in a bad tone. The three-headed salesman in the instruction manual said in an understatement: "Concentrate, it's not complicated." But that standard was obviously based on his abnormal self.

Set for reference.

[Wild Survival Armor] that has been held once will automatically authenticate the holder. High concentration can achieve long-distance sensing operation. The operation is simple. Even beginners who have never come into contact with this product can quickly get started! - Smell of fraudulent pyramid schemes

If you add a thick description and a sentence like "As long as 998, as long as 998! You can take it home immediately!", the three-headed explanation image will be completely confirmed as a pyramid salesman. For such suspicious words

, Roland was instinctively vigilant and suspicious.

The splitting headache he felt at the moment proved the correctness of his judgment at that time, but the situation in front of him did not allow him to make any complaints. The last glimmer of hope was right in front of him. If he missed it, he would fall into an eternal hell.

If he couldn't help but feel the sharp pain and dizziness as the sharp blade split his skull and stirred his brain at the same time, he would definitely be warmly [received] and then sold as a plaything.

Compared with the unbearable consequences, the strange and severe pain was nothing at all.

What Roland didn't know was that through Li Lin's remote auxiliary calculations and various fine-tuning and corrections, as a naturally born son of human beings, it was possible for him to control brainwave induction weapons targeting artificial life forms. But despite Li Lin's

Lin helped cheat, but the load of synchronized brain wave induction was still too much for a 5-year-old child's brain to bear.

"Hurry...let him..."

The moans that were just a hair away from fainting and collapse reached the ears of the conspirators who coordinated the prison escape. All the energy was consumed in the synchronization of consciousness like a bottom hole, and the eyes kept rolling up. If possible, I even had the strength to speak.

Save it, and while squeezing out the sound, saliva began to form at the corner of your mouth.

The mixed-race boy, who had been informed in advance that such a situation might occur, secretly cursed [that something happened so quickly], and shouted in a more ferocious and urgent voice: "Move quickly, or we will kill-"

Before he finished speaking, the wall made of stones burned and melted instantly, and the incredible sight of the pink light shaft burning a big hole in the stone hit the eyes of the superstitious men. Everyone looked at Vince with pale faces, shaking like a stroke.

Warm and foul-smelling excrement is constantly dripping from the crotch and trouser legs, and the already turbid air is further filled with stench...)


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