The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 48 Twenty-five and Twenty-seven

The girl was holding a large glass of beer in both hands, and was gurgling. After putting down the glass, her face was flushed, and there was a 'white beard' around her mouth.

"My code name is Laura, what about you?"

Gwen held the juice glass and squinted her eyes.

After a while, he said, "My code name is Mind Flayer."

"What a guts." Laura gave a thumbs up. "Remember, in case your mind is taken away, write me in blood before you die, 'I am willing to donate my body to Ms. Laura'."

"Why?"

"Because I can eat your corpse, remembering that there was once a fool who dared to replace the name with 'popular strange talk name', what a win-win."

Gwen put down the juice glass: "You eat people?"

Laura was a little strange: "Of course not, I am temperance... Oh, it means making your body into diesel, not eating it."

"Don't you think this is wrong?" Gwen felt that the woman in front of him happened to be a 'median', so she asked her, "It's such a thing to make a person into a diesel."

The median is that she is not as normal as the Gray Tower, nor as crazy as the Cursed Blade. She just happens to be in a state of 'crazy but not completely crazy', which is very suitable for discussing some Outrageous topic.It can't even be regarded as 'communicating in shallow words and deep in words'.

"That's normal."

"..." Gwen drank the juice silently.

Laura had a strange expression: "You don't belong to the 'stand up and talk without back pain' group, do you?"

"What pie?"

Gwen doubted her ears, but the name of this faction did emerge from her memory.Laura also said at the right time: "Human relations reformers."

"They advocated the prohibition of illegal tobacco operations, demanded the establishment of a cemetery association for people to bury them, proposed the idea of ​​the mutual aid of the source messengers, the establishment of a college, and the granting of minimum relief funds."

Although Gwen didn't communicate much with people in her previous life, she can probably understand that these are all okay things: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes, it's just too ideal. Take the Cemetery Association as an example. For the envoys of the indulgent faction, isn't this a 'public canteen'? It's still self-help. Besides, if relief funds are issued, then Ninety percent of the trains will go bankrupt, and the workers will march—reduce bullet production; the police will shoot—reduce bullet stock; both bullet production and stock will drop, and Utopia will enter a phenomenon of 'bullet prices soaring', And the last time bullet prices skyrocketed led to the emergence of the authorities."

The system of Utopia cannot match any system on earth.

"Okay, then if my mind is taken away, I will donate my body to you."

"Really?" Laura glanced at Gwen in surprise.

She waved her hand: "Although it's not ladylike to do this, I have to make a point, even if you do this, I won't be tempted. You are so beautiful, if I am moved by you, won't I change my mind? "

"..." Gwen felt that she couldn't control the flames in her eyes.

Laura quickly said again: "It's human nature, you have to understand others. You see, if a muscular man suddenly likes another woman who looks like a muscular man, no matter what, he still looks like It's Nantong. And if a beautiful girl falls in love with a beautiful boy with a beautiful girl's appearance, it will naturally look like Lu Ke, right?"

"Dian."

"Where..." Laura stopped talking halfway, with lingering fears in her heart, "...almost fell for it."

"It's still your own trick." Gwen didn't bear the slightest resentment that the other party would hide a private product of "beautiful girls wear women's clothes" in ten sentences, so he made up the knife fiercely, "Twenty-five years old beautiful girls are rare."

"Okay, okay, mind flayer, listen to me, you'd better change the code name of this popular ghost story."

Laura yawned: "The code name is very important. Generally speaking, whatever direction your code name is working towards, your source power will go in the direction you want. So many people yearn for the power of ghost stories, but they Even if someone shouted 'Are you a mind flayer', they would stop and explain something like 'I worship mind flayers', why do you think that is?"

"Authentic awareness."

"Hahahahaha!"

Laura laughed so hard that tears came out, so unladyish that Wilkie, a manul next to her, even glanced at her.

——The most well-known varieties of Weirji in Laoxiangren are 'Rabbit Mantle' and 'Orange Cat', which can be called the origin of Chubby Weirji.

Laura panted, wiped her tears and looked at Gwen with a happy expression: "I really didn't expect you to have such a humorous personality."

"But I like your humor very much, so I will make an exception and give you an answer. Really, it is obvious that there is such a powerful source of power, but it lacks so much common sense... The degree of danger of pretending to be a 'strange talk' , which is equivalent to distributing flyers at the gate of Longyan's train saying 'hit the fake train conductor'."

"That's really dangerous." Although Gwen's mouth was stiff, she gradually had a basic impression of Long Yan in her heart.

Calculated by level, the silver-masked man is about Lv5, the first qualitative change of the source force messenger, killing low-level source force messengers is like killing chickens, and it can also be said to be a massacre level against the guards.The jackal is Lv7, surpassing the silver-masked man and has advantages in all aspects, but the two must be careful when fighting, because the unknown of the source power ability is terrible.

The level of Longyan is estimated to be around Lv10, the second qualitative change of the source force messenger.This level of origin messenger can kill the silver-masked man like a chicken, and can also slaughter the entire middle-level origin messenger of the previous association.

"If your code name is Mind Flayer, your name will be highlighted in the perception network of Mind Flayer Strange Talk. It will perceive you, and finally find you and kill you. Because you steal its power more than others You're going to 'replace it'. It's brighter than a cat light in the dark."

Meow?

Gwen saw the reflection of her soul emerge unconsciously, and at the same time, several cat lights looked at the outside world as if they were lying on the window.

He controlled his mind silently, and took back the portrayal of his mind.

Gwen's expression was misunderstood by Laura, and she laughed heartily:
"But it doesn't look like your expression will change."

"I've told you so much common sense, shouldn't you also buy me something to drink?" She rested her chin on one hand and smiled brightly.

Gwen nodded: "Yes."

Laura immediately raised her hand and called out to the usher.

She turned her head to the side: "You really have a good personality."

Gwen lowered her head and half closed her eyes: "You are the first person to say that."

"What would you like to order?" The waiter was a Shad man, chubby and looked very reliable.

Seeing the waiter coming, Laura said, "A glass of watermelon juice, a glass of Utopian flames with double the whiskey, remember to add lemon."

what is that?Is there any whiskey here too?

Gwen didn't want to understand, but saw Laura take out the bullet bag, and counted a dozen golden ammunition to the usher.

"Didn't you say I was a treat?"

Laura had a lazy smile on her pretty face:

"Are we just friends?"

The word friend is far away.

Gwen has never had such a relationship, he is like tomorrow after today, on the second day, the gray tower described "the first time is always unforgettable, right?" The teasing tone described in "is like the child shaking hands at the same table", there is a sense of excitement that cannot be controlled by thoughts.

Answer softly:

"Calculate."

"Then let me do it."

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