After being dressed as the villain's sister, I just want to farm

Chapter 234 Norton Heywood

Seeing this mission, Guan Mingxin began to face up to his own specialness for the first time.

Since meeting Nan Xiyue on the way to escape from the famine in the Baizhan Realm, she has encountered four strange fusion events so far.

Although this fourth time was different from the previous three times, Guan Mingxin attributed it to the absence of his real body.

After each strange fusion, I can easily transform into another person, whether it is breath, appearance, or even talent, they are all the same as the person I met before the fusion.

Guan Mingxin didn't know why she always encountered such things. She guessed that Wuji should know, but Wuji never revealed anything.

Perhaps it was the wrong timing, or perhaps his own strength was not enough, which made Wuji deliberately conceal himself.

Not only that, Guan Mingxin also had an extremely strong feeling in his heart that he would encounter similar weird fusion events in the future.

Not just once, twice.

Is many times!

Guan Mingxin, who was a little unacceptable for a while by this sudden feeling, simply ordered Jiujiu to use the ability to force herself to sleep.

Jiujiu declined again and again, but agreed when Guan Mingxin clearly showed signs of anger.

As a colorless energy swept across Guan Mingxin's body, Guan Mingxin immediately fell asleep.

Wuji, who was far away in the Baizhan Realm, saw this scene through a special monitoring instrument, sighed faintly, and muttered to himself:

"Master, I'm sorry, Wuji has tampered with it in private without your consent.

But if you don't do this, you are likely to fail in the transfer again, after all, you have missed the best time.

This is your last chance to rob!

Wuji doesn't want to lose you, no matter what, Wuji will help you successfully turn calamity..."

After all, Wuji was stunned for a while before returning to his own small world to continue his cultivation.

On this side, with Jiujiu's energy suppressed, Guan Mingxin just lay there in that secluded alley with a big mouth.

Fortunately, the place is remote enough, and the camera is broken, so no one passed by for a while, thus interrupting Guan Mingxin's "recuperation".

However, this good luck will not last long.

"Oh, why is it so late! I'm going to be late!"

Norton Heywood, who didn't fall asleep until the night fell due to insomnia, woke up suddenly, raised his left wrist and glanced at the time, it was already [-]:[-]!
Long live!
There are still four and 10 minutes to go to work!

Now, it's over!
You must know that the free bus that he takes every day at 28:[-] a.m. stops at the entrance of the company at exactly [-]:[-].

But it takes 15 minutes to walk from my home to the free bus stop!
It's better to step up the pace and not dare to delay!

Norton Heywood usually got up at eight o'clock, and today it seemed that he had no time to wash up.

He stumbled and got out of bed, took the water and wiped his face. Under the stimulation of the cold tap water, Norton Heywood's dizzy brain was finally completely awake.

While hastily grabbing his clothes and putting them on, Norton Heywood ran towards the door with his long legs.

I am still glad that the door of the small apartment I rented is intelligent and automatic. The rent is a little higher, but the door can be opened and closed automatically, which saves a lot of time and is quite safe.

Unlike the cheap house rented by a colleague, it is said that you have to control the door lock switch yourself. A few days ago, you were robbed by street bastards, and you lost a lot.

Running all the way, Norton Heywood ran like he was running for his life, and finally got on the free bus before the doors closed.

However, the stone hanging from his heart still didn't fall down, on the contrary, as the vague premonition in his heart became stronger and heavier, it became a little heavier.

Norton Haywood understood what that meant.

But he still wants to hold on, it can also be said that he will not cry when he sees the coffin.

After a long sigh of relief, Norton Haywood randomly found an empty seat and sat down before seriously taking care of his attire.

Despite wearing the cheapest clothes, Norton Heywood was treated like a rich dress.

This has been a habit carved into his bones for 15 years, and he can't accept the slightest slovenliness in himself.

Norton Heywood, who got out of the car and appeared in front of the company's gate, could no longer see the trace of not washing up, and stepped into the gate with an elegant manner as usual.

However, when Norton Heywood raised his hand, aimed at the clock at the gate and aimed at his personal optical brain watch, and was about to clock in and report, a gentle voice that chilled his heart stopped him.

The premonition that I had when I opened my eyes finally appeared!

"Sir, you don't need to clock in to report, the salary of three months has already been transferred to your account.

I'm sorry, we don't have any suitable jobs for you for the time being..."

The smiling supervisor uttered the formulaic words of dismissal, and Norton Haywood didn't even need to continue listening, knowing that the following was nothing more than waiting for opportunities and other similar words.

Closing his eyes fiercely, Norton Heywood simply didn't even bother to say a polite answer that was never perfunctory.

He held on, with a just right smile on his face, turned his head and nodded slightly to the manager, indicating that he understood.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even bother to say the formulaic farewell words. Norton Heywood walked out of the company's gate that he had just stepped into less than a minute ago with his slender and powerful long legs.

Behind him, there was a cold reprimand from the manager who did not lower his voice:
"What a wild boy who can't stand on the stage, he doesn't understand manners at all, no wonder he was exiled here..."

The supervisor deliberately ignored how many difficult and miscellaneous diseases Norton Heywood has solved for their small maintenance workshop with his active work attitude during this period of time...

As he strode forward, the voice behind him gradually faded away until it disappeared...

At this moment, Norton Haywood slowed down and slightly raised his head that had been lowered before.

The morning sun was originally warm and warm, but Norton Heywood felt particularly glaring the moment he looked up.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes, but his heart was filled with layers of chill, which continued to spread outward, and before he knew it, a few crystal tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes...

After getting off the returning public suspension vehicle, Norton Heywood exuded a distraught aura, and walked towards the small apartment he rented absently.

Passers-by encountered along the way turned a blind eye to this.

In the slums of Ogagao Star, too many people staged various tragic tragedies every day, and the residents here have long since become numb.

But Norton Heywood has been here for a while, and he still hasn't fully adapted to this environment.

If it's okay to say it normally, but at this moment, he is really sad. Such an atmosphere makes him almost unable to control the negative emotions in his heart!
(End of this chapter)