The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 267 Separatist Church
The current headquarters of the Clerical Church is not located on the Sniper Cat.

Instead, they rented a small three-story apartment in Xinjie. The rent for the whole building was not expensive, but the location was a little remote.

At the same time, the Secret Detective helped them rent the passage route of the Xinjie sewer.

A track was laid to lead to New Street Station.

It is convenient for church members to commute to and from get off work.

——That's right, in Utopia, working in a religious order that is legal or not is a nine-to-five job.

On the day when Gwen announced that he would hold the mind flayer worship, the congregation had to gather.

The congregation Maria walked quickly into the locker room with coffee in hand.

In the women's dressing room, two beautiful women were chatting, until Maria walked in, they were still discussing.

"Another accident in Farland."

"I heard that our people moved their hands?"

"Oh, that's too..."

The speaker stopped when he saw Maria enter.

Maria took a sip of her coffee and smiled at the two, "Good morning, Lucy, and Ivy."

Lucy is a blond woman with cute canine teeth, a standard Wilgie look and pure golden cat ears: "Morning, Maria, it's good to see you so energetic, I heard you went to see A new play from the Stranger Theater?"

The new drama of the stranger is a manor drama that offended Long Yan to death and arranged for his ancestors.

Included are:
Capture the rare Ronen as pets.

Chased Welkies into the plantation.

Finally, a small, doll-like variety called Sara that mutated into the Shad people.

As for the plot - with these elements, does the plot matter?The important thing is to decompress!

It's a drama that I watched but absolutely can't admit to watching.

Maria said righteously: "I haven't seen it!"

"Oh, is the actor of Salo as cute as our mind flayer Pope this time?"

"Have."

The silent Ivy's eyes lit up: "Go together?"

"Come along!"

The three chatted happily, and at the same time took out the congregation's robes from the closet, and prepared to change.

Then there was a chattering sound outside the door.

Maria first crossed her face, and then squeezed out a smirk. The other two companions were exactly the same.

A group of utopian aunts, not to mention crooked melons and dates, at least crooked melons and dates, walked in quickly outside the door.They chatted about vulgar topics, and even made some vulgar gestures, saying 'done' and 'entered'.

Maria can't play with them.

Watching helplessly as this group of strange species occupied the main locker room, at the same time they chatted loudly across the locker room, laughing nervously as they chatted.

The three had no choice but to wait by the side and drink coffee.

Compared with this group of congregants, the three of them can be regarded as everyone's ladies, so it's normal to play together.

But, there is another important premise in the factors that make them play together.

That is--

The three sisters are all spies.

Maria knows she's from the Rangers and the Authority, and Ivy is probably from Crisis Intelligence, but I hear she's also getting paid and a job in the Utopian People's United Front, which reminds her of herself, alas , being a spy is just a job, and being a government official is life!As for Lucy, who knows, from what Lucy said, she probably came from the plateau, that is, places like Xuecheng or Longbao.

Is it reasonable for spies to be friends with spies?

This makes sense in Utopia.

Because to be a spy in Utopia, you must at least graduate from an academy, which has led to the relationship between many spies as seniors, younger brothers and sisters. In Utopia, where the average person is still studying for a degree in enlightenment, it is normal to have a common language matter.

In addition, in Utopia, it is not that the death rate is high because of being a spy, but that the death rate is the same in all walks of life.

The point is not the profession, but the race of Utopians.

So without some obstacles, the spies tried to make friends, and even organized the [Spies Without Borders] organization, which is all fundamentalist spies, and pays attention to one: "We go to steal information, not for the reason, just for Play!"

Maria was a little worried.

If Lucy was an agent without borders, it would be a lot of fun.

Fortunately, this sunny girl doesn't seem to be.

……

The meeting room on the top floor of the new town base.

Gwen was studying a document brought by Curseblade.

"Separatism?" Gwen asked with a sigh while reading the materials, frowning.

"A dangerous doctrine that thinks that Utopia is best separated as it was in the past, that is, in a state of sustainable war for a long time." Cursed Blade explained, "In fact, it is understandable why they think so."

"You understand them?"

Gwen made an expression of preparing to send a telegram to Long Yan. If a person says he can understand a lunatic, then it is best to arrest this person in a mental hospital... Yes, some children like to claim to have various mental illnesses, want to Create a feeling of 'My father is proud, born a winner, and Su Po is a genius'.The kind of appearance created by shows, novels, and anime—wearing corsets, being smart as if seeing through everything, and being betrayed by the world...etc, etc.

In particular, madman has become a commendatory term.

In addition, people continue to create "a genius and a madman are only a line away", but in Gwen's words, a genius will use toilet paper and sit on the toilet, while a madman will solve it on the spot and may not be able to use it or have patience Use toilet paper instead of fingers...

Although Curse Blade is crazy, there is still some way to go before he is completely crazy.

"It's not understanding, it's knowing, you understand, right? You know!" Curse Blade said.

"So, what do you think is reasonable?"

"It's not rational, it's..." Cursed Blade stopped talking and stretched out his hand.

She touched Gwen's face with her hands, rubbed his cheekbones intimately with her thumbs, and rested and rubbed his chin with her palms.

Very comfortable.

This massage method has not been touched by [-] cats, it must not be learned!

Gwen made a pleasant guttural sound, accompanied by shaking her head, and the pair of dragon horns flicked intimidatingly.

In order to prevent his head from being destroyed by the pair of dragon horns, Curse Blade hastily leaned back.

"Okay, stop shaking, and don't think about the fact that I dragged you out of the morning watching TV with Spark."

Gwen sat very dignifiedly, because the dragon's tail was very heavy, if she didn't sit sideways, she had to sit like a very dignified lady.

I heard that there are also witches with big tails.

he thinks.

It would be the best if you can know how these witches solve the problem of sitting.

He puts his hands on his knees:

"I don't care, and I don't care."

Just waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

He looked at the curse blade, showing an obvious well-behaved expression, like the politeness, impatience, smile, bitterness and [I his? Alice? 】Emotions.

"Okay." Cursed Blade paused, "By the way, I bought a batch of special smoked sausage from Mao Deng. It is very delicious when it is burnt. Adding some cheese makes it delicious. Do you want some tonight?"

The child who performed the piano got a big red envelope.

Gwen stared wide-eyed, lowered her chin subconsciously, and smiled sweetly without showing her teeth.

Bacon?
I asked for the cat lamp five times, and they all said, 'Meow haha, the cat forgot! '.

But he has to admit that it is really easy for Mao Deng to forget these things, because their memory is stored in fat, and they are not willing to recall things when they are lazy.To be honest, it is not very difficult to get used to the cat lamp pulling the hips, but how to adapt to their occasional reliability!
It's also hard to get used to...

How could this bastard, Curse Blade, be able to ask Mao Deng for sausages! ?
Is cat lamp sexist?
It's not easy for a boy, such a cute and beautiful boy, to be in this world.Now, if he wants to eat a delicious grilled sausage, he still has to flirt and act coquettishly with that bastard, Cursed Blade. Is it plausible?outrageous!
he thinks.

But unfortunately, this is plausible. In Utopia, the difference between men and women is very low and shallow, because the source force is at work.Not everyone can become a source of force, but everyone has source of force, and this power is hidden in cells or genes. Although utopian science cannot prove it, it can at least prove that the source of utopian people leads to The speed of their development and the quality after growth have a fair value.

Of course, some bastards do not fall within the boundaries of fairness.

Like Michaela, for example.

When the March Goddess created Mihaila, she must have thought of 'Give that bald man some strength, give Mihaila some power, give that dwarf some strength, and give Mihaila some...', and finally created a person who is born with strange powers Awaken the source power, even monsters with unusual source power aptitude.

Gwen glanced at Curseblade again.

Although Mihaila is strong enough, the curse blade is not a good thing either!It is the existence of ordinary people who see and call 'Buxiang Wanla'.

"A whole one?"

"A whole piece." Curseblade proudly waved his hand, like an old man who promised to buy a girl a car and a house, "I also added some beef. Recently, I made a deal with the rangers. They went to the wilderness to steal some cattle and came back...werewolf Chased a Utopia carriage."

A Utopia car is huge, probably from Guangdong to Baijing, such a long distance, it can be seen how much werewolves hate cattle thieves.

Gwen had heard that the main business of werewolves was raising cattle and pigs, selling milk to slime elements, and selling pig blood to vampires.Occasionally Utopians also visit, shopping for military bullets, but 'fired military bullets'.

But there is beef to eat, and grilled sausage...Gwen replied: "Okay!"

Curseblade spread his hands:

"It's not easy to calm your anger, young Pope."

"Who's the pope you've heard is easy to deal with?"

"Luna Sisko's, it is said that as long as you call their pope your father or mother, you don't even need to give beef."

"..."

There is no way to refute this.

Luna Sisko is such a wonderful immortal who holds silver parties every day.

What about coral?Corals don't know what they're doing lately.

Gwen had seen the other party in the sparkling water more than once, rewarding himself in some way.

Of course, he's clean, he doesn't play this in public baths, and he doesn't attract prey on the Sniper Cat.He just didn't mind being seen with his shimmering figure—Gwen remembered that Sparks screamed once because he saw coral swimming and bathing there, and thought he was being seen by girls.The corals are prettier than they and they are.

"Separatism, where did I get to?"

Given that Curseblade is now his own breeder, even the cats being raised will have a certain degree of affection for their breeder, and will hesitate whether to print their left paw or right paw on the sleeping breeder's face, Gwen The attitude is much better.

"Having said that you know what these separatists think, and have a compassionate and venting identification with some of them."

Curseblade's gaze was odd.

"It's the first time I know you can still say this kind of thing."

Squirrel Girl shrugged her shoulders with a happy expression, "As you said, I am very curious about the thoughts of the separatists. Especially after I learned that there are many spies sent by the separatists on our side, Even more so."

She cleared her throat:

"What do the separatists want? They want a utopia of sustainable war."

"why?"

"Because the separatists believe that wartime technology develops the fastest, and wartime distribution methods are the most scientific. They believe that Utopia is dominated by the witch and will never recover, so the best way is to please the witch, that is, Enter a sustainable civil war, through which the Witch's goals can be achieved."

"Other purposes."

"At the same time, they need to hone their skills, improve the level of Utopian people's source power, and truly enter the ranks of extraordinary races. Generally speaking, regardless of the means, I quite admire their purpose, and this cold as iron yet soft as water heart."

It sounded like she was in admiration.

thought Gwen.

But that doesn't solve the root problem...

He said: "Can you identify and arrest those separatist spies? I remember that Long Yan seemed to have mentioned separatism and hated it very much. He said..."

"He said!" Cursed Blade, "he hates war, hates all internal strife, and hates the destruction of the entire Great Utopia thought by separatists."

"It's what he would say."

"But that's because his most beloved cousin died in a Separatist rebellion."

Gwen moved her dragon tail uneasily:

"It sounds like..."

This story happened.

he thinks.

It was when Long Yan was born.

"That time was different from what I said this time." Curse Blade smiled without much empathy, "In what I said this time, he has not yet possessed the power that reaches the sky. Long Yan's family has not been destroyed either." He's covering up his real name like this."

"Then shall we arrest them?"

Maybe we will let these spies disturb Long Yan's thinking.

But surprisingly, Cursed Blade said: "Yes, we are going to arrest them and find a way to find them."

Stop torturing our Captain Long Yan?

Gwen remains calm and calm, this is what Curseblade gave him in "A Lesson from the Pope". When you encounter something you don't understand, don't pretend to understand, but don't make people think that you are I don’t understand it at all, you have to understand it halfway... All in all, it is a PUA manual in the workplace, which is quite useful, but the prerequisites are a bit difficult for many people.

That is:
You have to be management!

Cursed Blade's expression showed that she understood Gwen's expression, and said with a smile:

"The separatists are a delicious meal for Long Yan, you know, we have provoked him quite a few times, forced him to appear two or three times at the Sucha Festival recently, and forced him to give up what he wanted in exchange" Prohibition'. We pushed him to the limit! Gotta get on good terms with him."

Gwen asked, "And then?"

Curse Blade cast a approving look: "Then it will be convenient for us to make trouble next time, and he won't come to us with a knife."

(End of this chapter)