high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 455

Several silver-gray luxury limousines parked gently on the spacious No. 11 Avenue in Lofgen, with red taillights flashing, and the heavy doors opened one by one. A man wearing a white tuxedo, white gloves, and a golden lion-patterned hat got off first. young man.

"Ilich Orphanage?" He looked up at the building in front of him, and read its name with interest.

In front of him was a rust-red iron gate, on the top of which there were dozens of balloons and lanterns spelling out "Ilich Welfare House". A metal dining car was pushed from behind the door, and the gears rolled over small stones on the ground, making a sharp sound.

"Small, like a louse caught between two door panels."

After observing his surroundings, the young man came to this conclusion about the orphanage.

It is surrounded by towering walls of skyscrapers on both sides. The bright glass windows reflect the hot afternoon sun. Fashionably dressed men and women walk on the surrounding tree-lined avenues, while the big screen in the center farther away shows the current hot spots in turn. Surrounded by the surrounding buildings, this orphanage in the downtown area looks more like a dilapidated nobleman. The exquisite carvings on the walls were mottled by the rain, the color of the icon was dim, and even the iron gate was covered with rust. .

It is the lingering decaying breath of the old era...

"Ahahahaha, old Ilyich will not be happy to hear your evaluation."

The door of another limousine opened.

Under the guidance of several bodyguards and waiters, an enchanting man with thick purple eyeliner and a tight-fitting suit smiled and came forward with his hips twisted.

"Old Ilich is a poor man. It's terrible that he bought this property on No. 11 Avenue in Lofogen...Wait, the damn sun, I forgot to add another layer of sunscreen today."

It was unclear whether it was a mixed floral or fruity scent coming from his side, the young man glanced at the man coldly and backed away.

"Mark, your perfume smells disgusting."

"Oh? Oh? Oh oh oh? Don't you think it looks like a fragrant big citrus? My sweetheart, my Hani~" A fluffy and fragrant hand stretched out, gently resting on that thick shoulder: "No I think so, dear, hateful little bad man, today I am a yellow, big~ plump bad fragrant orange~"

"Put your hands down, or your nose will be broken."

"Oh."

Mark licked the corners of his lips in both excitement and disappointment. This man with a thick beard and curly blond hair squeezed his chest. The explosive chest muscles pressed against the tight suit, truly interpreting what is called rough waves.

"Don't like big sweet citrus? Uh... picky eaters! What about the cruel big meow, the evil and cold-blooded big meow!" Mark was excited: "Or do you like the one of Douglas more? Hohohoho~ Depressed and gentle personality, boki! boki! When I think of his blue cowboy hat, I can't bear it..."

"To shut up!"

The blue veins on his forehead twitched unbearably, the young man suppressed his anger, and let out a low growl:
"Hold on, Mark! Damn Mark! I really want to press my [matter annihilation] on your brain that is a mess except for white pulp, damn it!"

"Thank you for being born in the Rongguang family, thank you for the glorious blood you inherited, goddamn Mark! Should I throw you out of the earth to breed with those lizardmen? Mark? Should I do that?"

"The lizard man is a bit ugly."

"mark!"

"Supreme glory, supreme glory~" Mark dodged the young man's stare with a laugh, and the people around him all looked familiar, with no waves on their expressions.

"The family's visit, why did you come with me? What about Audrey, Cobain and others, why is it you?"

"Want to know?" Mark said mysteriously.

The young man is expressionless.

"Oh, I really lost to you dear~ I have no other reason, I just want to be with you~"

"……damn it!"

At this moment, the rusty iron door of the Ilich Orphanage opened.

Several middle-aged people waved, and the vice-principal led the staff of the orphanage to welcome them out. They applauded the motorcade enthusiastically. These people handed the wreath of welcome to the hands of the young men, and after a short chat, they earnestly invited them to enter Welfare home visit.

"Be normal next time."

In the team, the young man lowered his voice: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I swear to God, I will definitely blow your head off!"

No one responded.

The young man turned his head.

"That deputy dean, old man, whoosh!" Mark stared at the deputy dean who was leading the way, blinking his eyes: "It seems that he has been exercising, and his muscles are quite strong~"

Sensing his gaze, the old man who specially wore a new scarf today turned his head, was stunned, and then responded to Mark with a friendly smile.

"It's not good, I'm a little wet..." Mark whispered to the side for help.

The surrounding atmosphere was silent.

The young man's loose fist clenched.

……

……

"Assuming that there are 1000 members of the Stonemasons' Association, [-]% of them can perform the Oraun Bloodline Ceremony, which is the best situation imagined...Obviously, the mysticism of these supernatural organizations is still at an ignorant beginner stage, Stonemasons would be like this, and I don’t know the level of the higher-level Oak Forest and Braganza Knights, and the field of mysticism.”

"By the way, there is also the Humanities Association..."

In the auditorium decorated with lights and festoons.

Bai Zhu, who had put on a new shirt, stayed in the corner, being pushed around by the excited Anton, and Mia and the children who followed were eagerly looking at the candy and cakes on the table, eager to try and going crazy.

Not long after he came out of the warehouse and separated from Leili Mosolas, he was caught by the excited Anton and pushed him to this seldom-used auditorium.

Assyrian memory.

In the past, when the priest was still in the city of Blanc, they would hold mass and sing hymns in this auditorium every Wednesday, but the priest has been away from the city of Blanc for almost two months. He went to other places to preach in order to raise funds for the orphanage , Therefore, this auditorium has never been opened again.

But this time, I heard from Mia that another kind-hearted person came to the orphanage to donate.

After more than ten long minutes, when footsteps and laughter gradually came from outside the auditorium, Anton panicked and stopped the game of pushing the wheelchair in circles. Mia wiped off her saliva and turned her head obediently. All the children looked forward to heading towards the door. look away.

squeak--

The photographers with long guns and short guns entered the auditorium first, and the flash lights were turned on one by one.

Led by the deputy dean, surrounded by men in suits and leather shoes, a young man in a white tuxedo and a muscular blond man in a tight suit walked in. They waved at the child, and the crowd responded with even bigger cheers. Voice.

"Thank you sir! Thank you sir!"

"Generous sirs, I love you forever!"

"welcome!"

"Great!!!"

The children booed, screamed, and clapped their hands together. They knew that this donation would be like sending charcoal in the snow to the poor orphanage. If nothing else, at least lunch and dinner would be improved, except for mashed potatoes and In addition to chips, they will get more snacks and candy.

"What a group of enthusiastic babies." Mark happily shook his big blond hair and opened his arms to everyone: "I'm so popular, hell, hahahahaha!"

Beside Mark, the young man waved his hands silently, he didn't smile or speak.

There was an imperceptible look of sympathy or sadness in those eyes.

It's like an adult male lion on his way back from foraging, met the dead lion cubs of other lions who were carried into the weeds by hyenas and died in the dry season.

"Kids, stop, stop, stop!"

The more and more cheers forced the vice president to stand up and stop him. The old man rang the bell and pressed his palms down: "I know your joy, children, I know very well that whenever we encounter difficulties, No matter what time it is, there are good gentlemen who will stand up and help us through the difficulties, and yes, there are always good gentlemen who are generous and willing to help us!"

The vice-principal applauded the young man: "Let us welcome him, welcome this good gentleman who generously donated 100 million financial subsidies to the orphanage!"

The applause continued.

The young man seemed to be distracted, and he didn't react until Mark pushed him lightly.

"Thank you, thank you"

The young man silently looked around the entire auditorium. In the end, his sight met Bai Shu at the corner. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then touched again.

"Mr. Douglas is my friend, boys, and it is my pleasure to do something for you and to listen to your troubles."

"I'm currently working for Planet Daily." The young man paused, then spoke softly:
"My name is Carl Howard, you guys can call me Mr. Howard..."

(End of this chapter)