The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 280 Joy

Immortal ritual.

This is the most confidential matter of all immortals. Gwen once learned a little through a certain document, and probably understood the requirements of the ceremony. Anyway, it needs two very good source of power as the main material, and a few side dishes. Generally speaking, it is similar to cooking, except that all the ingredients used are ingredients permeated with blood and sin.

There is not much research on the ritual of immortality in the Strange Pharmacopoeia of the Gray Kingdom.

And as it should.

Otherwise, Miss Shad would not have sent this book as part of the deal.

This kind of important information that is not written in Witch's language, every word, every word, every sentence has been thoroughly researched, all disguises have been pulled out, and the research has been carried out from skin to bone.

Sitting in the passenger seat of Artyom's car, Gwen opened the book and glanced quickly.

Suddenly, he felt a little warm.

Is it warm air?
He raised his head, looked at the heater in front of the co-pilot's seat, and then turned his head.

Not surprisingly.

On Artyom's expressionless face, there was a very subtle, very...subtle, almost invisible sense of pride.

The eyes under the sunglasses seemed to be secretly looking at him.

He got it.

He closed the book and asked with a smile, "Is this the new car you chose with Huita?"

White Bear Shad's bear ears moved sensitively: "Yes!"

Gwen said: "It's very good, the seat is very comfortable, I think it's a rear-drive car? I've wanted a friend who drives this kind of car for a long time, you know, climbing or something. too big……"

Sand the White Bear actually smiled.

Gwen thought to herself:

"It didn't make my efforts to take a look at the report of the Gray Tower yesterday and write it down."

As a qualified spy, Huita sent the data of the purchased car and some important matters to Gwen as a matter of course.

People with a little ability are often more arrogant. In many cases, having the money in place may not necessarily allow them to give you a good answer.

For example, many studios, authors, etc. in the previous life messed around when working for others, and were serious when doing their own work, but there are still a lot of people washing the ground like this.Gwen was originally a group of people who cleaned the ground for them, but now... the situation has changed.

He is an investor.

In order to avoid the situation where Artyom does not work hard, Gwen must maintain the confidence of a boss, that is, 'understand what his subordinates are going to do', which is very important.

Keeping it mysterious, and keeping that feeling of 'he understands me' is sweet poison for someone who is a bit arrogant.

It is the same now.

See it.

Artyom, who looks coldly at outsiders and looks cool and silent, is now enthusiastically discussing with Gwen the type of car, the difference between rear-wheel drive and front-wheel drive, and what kind of engine oil to buy for maintenance.

Gwen didn't understand.

But after thinking about it, he would name some supplies that Penny asked for, and Artyom's pensive expression and admiring eyes would be reaped.

Gwen just smiled.

Because he really doesn't understand at all, but he understands Petunia, the spirit of the train, the super nun cart, if Halloween comes, Gwen can't wait to put on a white cloth and act like a baby, Miss Petunia is Knowing this, as a big car, she has heard of all the treasures suitable for trains and vehicles in the world, and even has a set of product catalogs, and the maintenance of products from the world of witches is her favorite.

Artyom has not so much knowledge in this field.

He doesn't have much money.

For these things can only read books and magazines to understand.

What he wanted to know was Petunia's life, and Gwen's level of conversation was this level. Even if he didn't understand, he could impress Artyom with a lot of first-hand information.

In the end, this white bear Shad became more enthusiastic.

Today they took the official passage, a road about three meters higher than the standard train floor.

Still a bit of a traffic jam though.

And the question is:
"The Sucha Festival is coming, and people from the whole Utopia are here."

This is of course somewhat exaggerated.

Utopia has a very large population. During the Sucha Festival, people with a little money will go to some better carriages for the festival and spend a whole week of carnival.

Good drinks, good food, and entertainment of all kinds.

For example, some beautiful men and women on the street who need funding.

Some circus.

Oh, and the Colosseum.This is the only place where monsters are legally stored on the Fellowship, the Colosseum.But there isn't on the Countryman, it's on the Countryman--the Florin.The Florin runs the huge Colosseum, and only connects with the Countryman to become the last carriage during festivals, and provides entertainment for the audience.On weekdays, it is used as a hunting ground, training ground, and shooting range.

Watching crickets is a human hobby.

But from a certain point of view, Long Yan is not the Virgin, he is just a Utopian Virginist, a vampire?werewolf?rat man?Throw them all into the Colosseum.

So many good shows.

These services provided by Laoxiangren are hard enough.

Compared with other trains that look like a framed train, it is exciting to see the elegant and luxuriously dressed, idealistic lady with her half-faded clothes reluctantly.

Of course, first of all, the goods are hard.

Long Yan works for the Explorers Association, and the Explorers Association has given back more than [-] dance troupes to him, holding opera parties, salons, and new book readings throughout the villagers, which can greatly relieve the pressure on the residents of the villagers. And emotions, to create a healthier and friendly group source network, all the car source can benefit, except Gwen! (Gwen's source of power is warmth, but... if there is no cold winter, how can warmth be nostalgic?)
Everyone benefits.

Gwen didn't, so Ge ​​Xiansen was very unhappy.

Then Ge Xiansen had to face the harm brought about by this incident.

The downside is that...

"Ah, traffic, it's not moving at all." Artyom was rarely emotional.

Traffic jam!
Traffic was completely blocked.On this official road, you can see a large number of horse-drawn carts, ox carts, rat carts passing by, and a few bear carts.

Some of these well-trained animals don't defecate anywhere, and some of them...

puff puff puff~
Gwen and Artyomziqi silently looked at the ugly face of the owner of a car lined up behind the elephant car in the next lane.

"Lucky among misfortunes... We are in front of a privately built chariot with heavy wheels, tsk... the cunning guy, with the exhaust port facing upwards, probably used the angle of a miniature train to declare, thus obtaining this one The right to forge chariots..."

Artyom wandered among the drivers.

The three most well-informed people in the world are drivers, secretaries, and curse blades.

Privately built tanks are not allowed in Utopia, but this cannot stop people in Utopia from having a strong interest in 'protecting themselves with steel'.Almost every engineer had the experience of modifying a private tank before becoming an official engineer.

Specifically, it's not complicated.

Instead of using tracks, change the exhaust port (at the same time, secretly add a mechanism that can put the exhaust pipe down), remove the main gun on the surface, and remove the heavy machine gun at the same time, keep six people sitting (minimum requirements for miniature trains) , basically on it.By the way, the main gun is not something that ordinary Utopians can afford, so they will use homemade earthen guns, hide them in the car, install them on the turret when they are in use, and then boom!
"Aren't Huita and you planning to get one?"

Artyom took out his cigarette, turned on the ventilation system, lit the cigarette and held it to his mouth.

He said: "No, the upper limit of the private tank is too weak, but it's too expensive. If you don't use good special steel, even ordinary demons can't stand it."

He scratched his head, "If special steel is used, they are very heavy, then we have to change the engine, change the engine, change the size of the engine room, and finally change the chassis, it is very troublesome. Let's talk about it A car like this would be even more wasteful if it didn’t have a main gun, but neither the Marle No. [-] main gun nor the No. [-] main gun can be obtained by us. There is only the No. [-] gun on the black market, which is very heavy. There will still be a lot of steam and fog after firing a shot, and a special heat dissipation device and exhaust structure must be made..."

He complained a whole lot.

Gwen grasped the key point and refined it: "The counterweight is not enough for comparison, and the matching data of the overall model is wrong."

After using some technical terms, Gwen gained a sense of superiority from the other party's eyes.

Curse Blade is right, occasionally when facing these people, you still have to speak some professional vocabulary, it's not whether you understand it, it's whether the other party understands it or not.

This helps with stability.

Artyom glanced out of the window, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took off his sunglasses with a snap.

"Ok?"

Gwen looked over, sat up all of a sudden, and looked out the window with her head tilted.

About two cars away from them, a group of clown girls were passing by, and they were advertising.

The way of advertising is rather special.

That is, wearing very short jeans on the lower body, and the upper body is... Painted, painted by the circus they belonged to.

Gwen stared wide-eyed, wanting to confirm whether the word Valley in the middle of [Mond Valley Circus] is a bit unclear.

Artyom accidentally burned his finger with the cigarette.

He grinned his teeth and put down the cigarette, muttering: "The tea festival is here, everything...goes here."

"You don't like it."

Artyom said sternly: "Anyone who doesn't like his mother must be sick. I bet that proud cat boy will also stare at me here. This...you have to understand what I mean , this is not ordinary, this is a, tsk...environment, a special feeling, you understand?"

"I understand how you feel."

Gwen said: "That's right, I don't really care at this time, whether these clown girls are beautiful or ugly, but they are young, have this figure, and then, they are symmetrical! There are a lot of them, like hospitals in fantasy works or the like Same place, right?"

"That's it!" Artyom's eyes lit up, he, he felt that this was an appropriate description!

In fantasy works, the rows of people, the feeling of rows of people is a certain 'scene', a certain 'surreal'.

He put on his sunglasses again and returned to his indifferent look.

But Gwen knew that the relationship between White Bear Shad and himself was getting closer, a relationship of iron buddies was spreading.

The two chatted about some pleasant topics again.

White Bear Shad is indeed relatively generous. Speaking of this, he is not at all secretive like Gray Tower, but it is probably because his preferences are different from Gray Tower's "about this tall mother".He is a traditional Shad pie, which is big enough, and the delicate meat can easily form a continuous wave to bring the ultimate visual experience.

But that doesn't discriminate against dwarfs.

On the contrary, if it's that kind of top-notch brat, Ice Bear Shad can also accept it.

With the progress of these topics, I feel that the bond of the 'bottom man' is improving... But, fuck it, the two men have nothing to do when they are stuck in traffic, can't they talk about work?
The vehicle moves forward slowly with the traffic jam.

It took Gwen an extra half an hour to get back to the Sniper Cat today.

After returning, he said to Artyom: "Brother, next time you should choose a hidden path. My curiosity about the official passage has completely disappeared. Next time, let's take the sewer you mentioned. "

Artyom looked at the wheels of his new car, and smelled an unnatural stench.

White Bear Shad sighed: "I'll find someone to wash the car in a moment... I will definitely not follow the official path next time at the Jucha Festival."

"Okay, it's up to you." Gwen pointed to White Bear Shad with both hands.

Turning around and walking to the second floor, in the transitional compartment in the middle of the second floor, he took off his boots and pulled off his cloak, feeling the comfortable temperature and shaking his body.Thanks to wearing an extra coat under the cloak, otherwise he would really be embarrassed to walk up like this, he is not a coral!
On the second floor, the cat Valo is playing cards with Tomia, and it seems that he even has the upper hand!
You can tell from Tomia's constantly trembling flesh.

As a person with a high IQ, it is simply unacceptable for him to lose to Mao Lantern in playing cards.

"Tomia!"

Gwen yelled.

He said, "How about your job, the demonology kind of stuff."

To be honest, Gwen thought that Wendy and the others would stop her from studying demonology, but unexpectedly, the demons were very interested in dissecting the corpses of their own race, and even mistakenly thought that Gwen was going to hold a buffet!
"It's okay, it's no big deal."

Tomia found a chance to break away from playing cards with Mao Deng, and handed the cards in her hand to Kaka, who was watching by the side, to deal with.

Ignore what Mao Kaka said: "Meow! What a broken card!"

Tomia asked Gwen with a smile: "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"Yes."

Gwen touched her chin: "Do you know where I can buy a corpse?"

Tomia hesitated, "Do you want to eat?"

Gwen was furious: "You're the one who wants to eat it! We don't welcome cannibal pies here!"

"Where is it?"

Gwen replied: "It works, I want to do an experiment."

This is very common.

Utopians generally sell their remains, and Tomia didn't take it seriously, and asked casually:
"What experiment?"

Gwen says:
"Try creating a few mind flayer reanimated bodies."

(End of this chapter)