Chapter 210 Preparation
"Don't worry, I'm not asking them to engage in combat matters. After all, [Jewel Pigeon] is just a little stronger than ordinary pigeons in this world." Xia Xiu replied to Orlando.
[Gem Pigeon] is a kind of extraordinary creature that looks similar to the white pigeons in the world and has the ability to identify gems. The physique of these pigeons is better than the white pigeons in the world. Ordinary white pigeons will die if they eat something. It will only be uncomfortable for them for a while.
"Not engaged in combat matters."
Orlando's thick eyebrows twisted together unconsciously, and his heart was filled with question marks. If he was not engaged in combat matters, Why does the other party want so many [Jeweled Pigeons]? They can't just eat and drink them as treasures.
"If you are still worried, I can sign a contract with you endorsed by [Ether Ocean]. I can guarantee in the contract that the 30,000 [Gem Pigeons] rented will be Return a lot of them to the response team," the blond young man said to Orlando with a sincere expression.
“This...”
Looking at the angel of heaven with a serious expression and a sincere tone, Orlando didn’t know what to say for a moment. The other person had already said this. If he doesn't agree, he won't give the face of Heaven, the [Dragon Slayer], the first champion.
"If there are no big problems on both sides, let's draw up a contract template first." Wolfe, who had been watching on the side, realized that the atmosphere was about to change, so he took the initiative to draw up a contract.
"Okay." Xia Xiu nodded directly.
"...Okay." Orlando agreed to the deal after hesitating for a while.
So the experienced Wolf quickly drew up a contract template. Considering that the [Dragon Slayer]'s current lineage was blocked, he thoughtfully used parchment from the old era as the contract medium, and soon, a contract was drawn up. A good template is in the hands of Xia Xiu and Orlando.
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"Cooperation Agreement"
This cooperation agreement (hereinafter referred to as the "Agreement") is made by the following parties Terra Calendar 1590 3 Signed on 27th:
Party A: Hugh Abraham
Party B: Orlando Caine
On the basis of equality and voluntariness, both parties shall enter into this agreement in accordance with the provisions of the "Ether Ocean Spiritual Projection Contract" and other relevant supernatural laws. The cooperation between Party A and Party B has reached the following agreement:
(1) Party A provides five hundred thousand (with central banknotes), and Party B is responsible for providing 30,000 [gem pigeons].
(2) Party A guarantees the life safety of [Gem Pigeon] to Party B, and ensures that no accident occurs to any [Gem Pigeon] after the deadline.
(3) As an intermediary, Sixth Hub will deduct 5% of the intermediary fee from the transaction.
(4)···········
Cooperation period: From the date of signing this agreement to the completion of the designated work, the completion time of the designated work shall not be longer than one month.
The agreement will be endorsed by [Ether Ocean].
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"You two, if you have no questions about the contract, please sign your names on it." Wolfe smiled at the two people present with a smile on his face.
"I have no problem."
After confirming the contract, Xia Xiu signed his name directly. After he finished writing his name, a burst of fluorescence appeared on the contract. , which means that the contract has been completed, and Orlando also signed his name after confirming that it was correct.
After the contract was signed, Wolfe saw the blond young man take out a black card from his arms and throw it in front of him.
“Just transfer the money directly, I will get the contract certificate of [Gem Pigeon] now.”
Looking at the Youyang League black card, Wolfe and Orlando's expressions became strange.
I knew that the other party was rich, but I didn’t expect that the other party was so rich.
Soon, under Wolf's operation, the money transaction was completed, and Orlando also took out a small whistle made of metal in accordance with the contract.
“This is the summoning voucher for [Gem Pigeons]. They are actually placed in Animal Area No. 3 in the Sixth Hub [Boring Town] subdivision. There are currently 50,000 artificially fed [Gem Pigeons] there. .
When you need them, blow this whistle to summon them from Animal Zone No. 3. Of course, this summoning is not [Ether Travel]. If you are far away, Although they can sense the call from somewhere, they cannot rush to you instantly.”
Xia Xiu took the metal whistle and played with it for a while before putting it away. With this, he could prepare a big gift for Anut. He could guarantee that this would be a gift for the other party. A gift that will last a lifetime.
“It’s a pleasure to cooperate.”
Xia Xiu stood up and extended his hand to Orlando.
“It’s a pleasure to cooperate.”
Orlando reached out and shook Xia Xiu’s hand.
After completing the transaction with Orlando, Xia Xiu declined the dinner invitation from the two of them because of important matters. He is busy now. Although the preliminary preparations on Anute's side have been completed, the work on Artivik's side has been completed. But there has been no progress yet. He must plant hidden mines for both of them before April 3rd, so that they can be detonated together by then.
When Xia Xiu opened the hotel door again, what he expected happened, a pillow whizzed towards his face.
He could actually avoid the pillow, but he did not choose to avoid it.
Poof——
“Yeah, hit!”
Xia Xiu took off the pillow from his face with a speechless expression. When his sight returned again, he saw the silly girl flying around excitedly in the living room in front of him. He shook his head helplessly and came to the living room and casually took the pillow in his hand. Throwing the pillow aside, he then said to Ahabat, who was still enjoying himself foolishly:
"The work here is done. We have to go back to Rhinefield Middle School to make other preparations."< br>
“I haven’t even figured out what you’re here for, so just tell me you’re ready.”
The [Hope] flying randomly stopped, She looked at the blond young man with a confused expression and asked:
"So, can you tell me what you have prepared?"
Looking at the curious Ahbat, Xia Xiu raised the corners of his mouth and put the index finger of his right hand to his lips.
"It's a secret."
Damn the Riddler! ! !
Seeing the familiar smile of the blond young man, [Hope] cursed secretly in his heart.
"Then can you tell me what I will do after going to Rhinefield Middle School?" [Hope] tried to change the subject.
"Have you heard of white roses?" the blond young man replied with a smile.
“Huh?”
“I’ve already told you, but you don’t understand.”
Xia Xiu shrugged at Ahabat, who looked confused. , that expression seemed to say that you don’t understand because you are too stupid, not because I want to be the Riddler.
"You can't speak human language!" [Hope] was once again angered by Xia Xiu.
"Although I hate others being the Riddler, when I am the Riddler, I like this feeling very much, so my answer to your question is: No."
"Abraham!! !”
[Hope]’s cotton-like series of attacks fell on Xia Xiu again, and he once again seized the opportunity and confused [Hope].
“Hiss~”
[Hope] covered his forehead in pain.
"It's time to continue working."
The blond young man said while looking at the painful Ahabat.
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Night: 22:00.
Rhinefield Community·Rockefeller House. Second floor.
【1590/03/27】
【Today is the fifth day of the club experiment. The day before yesterday, Mr. Hilton...teacher called me to the office. When I arrived at the office, I found that he and I were the only two people in the entire office. When I asked him where the other teachers were, Mr. Hilton remained the same as before. Show a kind smile.
He smiled and replied to me: "I killed them all [the handwriting is slightly confusing]."
I..., I didn't think he was joking at the time, Even if he told me afterwards that he was joking, his face, expression, and tone made me feel scared.
Teacher Hilton seemed to see my fear. He chatted with me like a kind elder. He didn't care at all about me not wearing uniform. During the chat, my fear gradually dissipated. He He is my teacher and I should not be afraid of him.
While chatting with the teacher, he told me a story about a prisoner who committed suicide after being released from prison. He was a prisoner who had been imprisoned for 50 years.
I curiously asked Teacher Hilton why the other party committed suicide.
And his answer was: "Institutionalization."
When I said this, I felt an inexplicable chill sweeping over me. For a moment, I felt Something was swallowing me inside.
I...will die... [Handwriting completely distorted]. 】
In front of the desk, a desk lamp stood quietly. Its light was projected on the table, illuminating the people and objects on the table.
A crazy-looking figure is hurriedly grabbing the pen in his hand. He is frantically recording something in his notebook. It seems that the end of the world is about to happen at this moment, so he must hurry up and get all the contents. Record it.
The figure moves wildly, like a cursed monster, constantly turning pages and drawing horizontal lines, as if trying to stuff all his thoughts into this small notebook.
His handwriting is extremely messy and intertwined, as if it were the devil's runes, carrying mysterious power. He is immersed in the world of writing, as if nothing has anything to do with him, and he is just a person touched by the pen. A body swallowed by paper.
The air around the figure became tense, and a strange aura filled the surroundings. He looked like he was completely possessed. He looked blankly at the notes in his hand, and the hand holding the pen was already writing randomly. It was as if he was swallowed up by the words in the notebook and became part of them.
The figure seems to have fallen into some kind of crazy state, dominated by the information in the notebook.
Crack——
The pen in the figure's hand was actually broken by it, and the bright red blood mixed with the black ink stained the white world of the paper.
"I...will...die..."
Rockefeller repeated this sentence with dull eyes, his expression looked as dull as a doll, and he seemed to have no feeling at all about the wound on his right hand.
While repeating "I will die", he had silently opened the drawer on the desk next to him.
There is a revolver with a very eye-catching appearance inside the drawer. Next to the pistol, there are six bullets. The metal shells of the bullets are shining, giving people a powerful visual effect.
Rockefeller's hand had already picked up the revolver. His bloody right hand picked up the revolver. Then he shook it and the revolver's magazine slipped out, while his left hand was already holding the bullet.
"Pada"
He pressed lightly, and the bullets were fed into the cylinder of the revolver, and then bullets were fed into the cylinder one by one.
"Pa Teng——"
The magazine was closed.
"I will die..."
Rockefeller opened his mouth blankly, the muzzle of the silver revolver was pointed at his mouth, and the food in his right hand While stroking the cold trigger, the index finger of his right hand began to slowly exert force.
The next moment.
"Cuckoo--"
The cry of joyful doves sounded, and the cry was like the bells of a bell tower, waking up Rockefeller from his daze. His dull and numb eyes were After hearing the call of pigeons, I instantly regained my clarity.
“Ugh——”
After regaining consciousness, Rockefeller could feel the foreign object in his mouth. He threw the revolver in his hand to the ground in a panic, and then he was extremely frightened. He stretched out his hands to cover his throat.
"What was I doing just now..."
Rockefeller recalled what happened just now with a look of disbelief.
I would be crazy, if it weren’t for that pigeon cry just now.
Thinking of this, Rockefeller suddenly raised his head and looked at the casement window ahead.
The window sash gently flips outwards, and the breeze gradually penetrates into the room, blowing the gauze curtains, bringing a breath of fresh air. The starry sky outside the window twinkles in front of the eyes, making people feel a sense of tranquility and calmness.
An extremely beautiful dove is standing on the window frame. His body looks so holy under the moonlight. His ruby-like eyes are looking at him with a very human look, which seems to Are you looking at... a fool?
"Cuckoo-"
The beautiful pigeon suddenly let out an excited cry and flew towards Rockefeller's position.
Rockefeller swallowed his throat nervously. At this moment, he was like an infatuated person who saw his goddess rushing toward him, looking at a loss.
Just when Rockefeller thought the holy dove was about to land on him, he bypassed him and landed behind him.
"Have you gained weight again recently? Why do you feel so heavy?"
A voice full of disgust sounded from behind him.
Rockefeller turned around with a horrified expression. Behind him, a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes appeared.
The young man with blond hair and golden eyes is sitting on a comfortable chair, holding a notebook in his left hand, and is immersed in it with his head slightly lowered. His right hand is holding a cup of steaming coffee, with wisps of steaming steam above the rim of the cup. The white smoke and tiny water droplets adhering to the outer wall of the cup make people feel that this cup of coffee is in a freshly brewed state.
The holy pigeon was standing on the right shoulder of the blond young man. Facing the other's disgust, the pigeon rubbed the young man's windbreaker with a flattering expression.
"Gu Gu Gu——"
"Don't bully those [Gem Pigeons], I will need them in a few days."
"Gu Gu Gu——"
"Don't worry, they are temporary workers, you are irreplaceable."
"Gu Gu Gu——"
"Ah, yes, yes, you are the most powerful group of pigeons. I am only using them now. They will be gone after a while."
Rockefeller looked at it with a confused look on his face. There was a pigeon communicating with each other. For some reason, he felt that the tone of the blond young man in front of him was somewhat similar to that of the Neptunes who dealt with female friends in school. Moreover, had he seen the other person somewhere?
As if aware of his gaze, the blond young man raised his flawless face.
Rockefeller, who was stared at by the golden eyes of the blond young man, suddenly felt a little uneasy. Just when he was at a loss, the blond young man raised the notebook in his hand and smiled at him and said:
"Serious people should stop keeping diaries from now on."
"Huh?"
The blond young man's first words stunned Rockefeller.
(End of this chapter)