Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 210 Preparations
"Don't worry, I didn't ask them to engage in combat. After all, [Jewel Pigeon] is only a little stronger than ordinary pigeons in this world." Xia Xiu replied to Orlando.

[Gem Pigeon] is a supernatural creature that looks similar to white pigeons in the present world and has the ability to recognize gems. Something to be uncomfortable for a while.

"Not engaged in combat matters."

Orlando's thick eyebrows were unconsciously twisted together, and his heart was filled with question marks. If he was not engaged in combat matters, why did the opponent want so many [gem pigeons]? It can't be delicious Offer it as a baby.

"If you are still worried, I can sign a contract with [Ether Ocean] as the endorsement, and I can guarantee in the contract that the [-] [gem pigeons] that are rented will come to you when the lease period comes. A lot of them were returned to the response team." The blond young man said to Orlando with a sincere expression.

"This······"

Looking at the angel of heaven with a serious expression and a sincere tone, Orlando didn't know what to say for a while. face.

"If both parties have no major problems, then let's draw up a contract template first." Wolf, who had been watching from the side, noticed that the atmosphere was getting better, so he offered to draw up a contract.

"Yes." Xia Xiu nodded directly.

"...OK." After hesitating for a while, Orlando agreed to the deal.

So the seasoned Wolfe quickly drew up a contract template. Considering that [Dragon Slayer]'s pedigree is now sealed, he thoughtfully used the old parchment as the contract medium. In the hands of Xiu and Orlando.

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"Cooperation Agreement"

This cooperation agreement (hereinafter referred to as the "Agreement") was signed by the following parties on March 1590, 3:
Party A: Hugh Abraham
Party B: Orlando Kane
On the basis of equality and voluntariness, the two parties have reached the following agreement on the cooperation between Party A and Party B in accordance with the "Ether Ocean Spiritual Projection Contract Theory" and other relevant supernatural laws:

(1) Party A provides 50 (with central banknotes), and Party B is responsible for providing [-] [gem pigeons].

(2) Party A guarantees the life safety of [Jewel Pigeon] to Party B, and ensures that there will be no accidents of [Jewel Pigeon] after the deadline.

(3) As an intermediary, the Sixth Hub will deduct 5% of the intermediary fee from the transaction.

(4)··········

Cooperation period: From the date of signing this agreement to the completion of the specified work, the time for the completion of the specified work cannot be longer than one month.

The agreement will be endorsed by [Ether Ocean].

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"You two, if you have no problems with the contract, please sign your names on it." Wolf smiled at the two people present with a smile on his face.

"I'm OK."

After Xia Xiu confirmed the contract, he directly signed his name. After he finished writing his name, the contract glowed for a while, which meant that the contract had been completed, and Orlando also signed it after confirming that it was correct. own name.

After the contract was signed, Wolfe saw the blond youth pull out a black card from his pocket and throw it in front of him.

"Just transfer the money, I'm going to get the [Jewel Pigeon]'s contract certificate now."

Looking at the central alliance black card, Wolfe and Orlando's expressions became strange.

I knew that the other party was rich, but I didn't expect the other party to be so rich.

Soon, under Wolfe's operation, the money transaction was completed, and Orlando also took out a small whistle made of metal according to the content of the contract.

"This is the summoning voucher for [Jewel Pigeons]. They are actually placed in Animal Zone No. [-] of the sixth hub [Boring Town] subdivision, where there are currently [-] artificially fed [Jewel Pigeons].

When you need them, blow this whistle and you can summon them from the No. [-] animal zone. Of course, this kind of summoning is not [Ether Shuttle]. It senses it, but it can't rush to you in an instant. "

Xia Xiu took the metal whistle, and after playing with it for a while, he put it away. With this, he can prepare a big gift for Anut. He can guarantee that this is a gift for the other party The gift of a lifetime.

"Pleasant to work with."

Xia Xiu stood up and stretched out his hand to Orlando.

"Pleasant to work with."

Orlando stretched out his hand to hold Xia Xiu's.

After finishing the deal with Orlando, Xia Xiu politely declined their dinner invitation because of important matters. He is busy now. Although the preliminary preparations on Anut's side have been completed, the work on Ativick's side But he hasn't made any progress yet. He has to plant hidden mines for both of them before April 4, so that they can be detonated together.

When Xia Xiu opened the hotel door again, something happened as he expected, a pillow whizzed towards his face.

He could actually dodge the pillow, but he didn't choose to dodge it.

puff--

"Yeah, hit!"

Xia Xiu took off the pillow on his face with a speechless face. When his sight was restored again, he saw the excited silly girl flying around in the living room in front of him. He shook his head helplessly, and came to the living room casually holding the Throwing the pillow aside, he said to Ahabat who was still laughing silly:

"The things here are finished, we have to go back to Rhinefield Middle School to make other preparations."

"I haven't figured out what you're here for, just tell me you're ready."

[Hope], who was flying wildly, stopped, and she looked at the blond young man with a dazed expression and asked:

"So, can you tell me what you have prepared?"

Looking at the curious Ahabat, the corners of Xia Xiu's mouth turned up, and he put the index finger of his right hand on his lips.

"It's a secret."

Damn Riddler! ! !

Seeing the familiar smile of the blond-haired youth, [Hope] cursed inwardly.

"Then can you tell me what I'm going to do after I go to Rhinefield High School?" [Hope] tried to change the subject.

"Have you ever heard of white roses?" The blond youth replied with a smile.

"what?"

"I've already told you, it's you who don't understand."

Xia Xiu shrugged his shoulders at the bewildered Ahabat, as if he was saying that he didn't understand because you were too stupid, not because I wanted to be a riddler.

"You can't speak human language!" [Hope] was once again irritated by Xia Xiu.

"Although I hate others being a riddler, when I am a riddler, I like this feeling very much, so my answer to your question is: no."

"Abraham!!!"

[Hope]'s series of attacks like cotton wool once again landed on Xia Xiu, and he seized the opportunity again, bewildered [Hope] with a brainstorm.

"Sigh~"

[Hope] clutched his forehead in pain.

"It's time to get back to work."

The blond youth looked at the painful Ahabat and said.

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Night: 22:00.
Rhinefield Community Rockefeller Home.

The second floor.

[1590/03/27]

[Today is the fifth day of the community experiment.The day before yesterday, Mr. Hilton... the teacher called me to the office. When I got to the office, I found that there were only him and me in the whole office. When I asked him where the other teachers were going, Mr. Hilton was still the same as before. Put on a kind smile.

He smiled back at me, "I killed them all [slightly jumbled writing]."

I..., I didn't think he was joking at the time, even if he told me afterwards that he was joking, his face, expression, and tone all made me feel scared.

Mr. Hilton seems to have seen my fear. He chatted with me like a kind elder. He didn't care at all about my not wearing a uniform. During the chat, my fear gradually dissipated. He is my teacher and I should not be afraid of him.

During the chat with the teacher, he told me a story about a prisoner who committed suicide after being released from prison. He was a prisoner who had been locked up for 50 years.

I curiously asked Mr. Hilton why he committed suicide.

And his answer: "Institutionalization."

When I said this, I felt an inexplicable chill sweep over me, and for a moment, I felt that something was swallowing me inside.

I...will die...[Writing is completely distorted]. 】

In front of the desk, a desk lamp stood quietly, its light projected on the desk, illuminating all the people and objects on the desk.

A lunatic-looking figure is frantically grabbing the pen in his hand, and he is frantically recording something in his notebook, as if the end of the world is coming at this moment, so he must quickly record all the content.

The figure moved in a daze, like a cursed monster, constantly turning the pages and drawing horizontal lines, as if trying to squeeze all the thoughts into this small notebook.

His handwriting is extremely messy and intertwined, like the runes of the devil, with mysterious power, he is intoxicated in the world of writing, as if nothing has anything to do with him, he is just a body swallowed by pen and paper.

Around the figure, the air also became tense, and a strange aura permeated the surroundings. He looked like he was completely possessed. He stared blankly at the notes in his hand. The hand holding the pen was already writing randomly. He seemed to be swallowed by the words on the notebook and became a part of the words.

The figure seems to be in some kind of frenzy, dominated by the information in the notebook.

click-

The pen in the figure's hand was actually broken by it, and the bright red blood mixed with black ink stained the white world of the paper.

"I...will...die..."

Rockefeller repeated this sentence with dull eyes, his expression looked as dull as a doll, and he didn't seem to feel the wound on his right hand at all.

While repeating "I will die", he has silently opened the drawer on the desk beside him.

Inside the drawer was a very eye-catching revolver. Beside the pistol, there were six bullets. The metal shells of the bullets were shining, giving people a powerful visual effect.

Rockefeller's hand had already picked up the revolver, his bloodstained right hand picked up the revolver, and then he shook it, and the clip of the revolver slid out, and his left hand was already holding the bullet.

"pat"

He pressed lightly, and the bullets were sent into the cylinder of the revolver, and then bullets were sent into the cylinder one by one.

"Pateng—"

The clip is closed.

"I will die..."

Rockefeller opened his mouth with a dull expression, the silver revolver was already aimed at his mouth, the index finger of his right hand was stroking the cold trigger, and the index finger of his right hand began to exert force slowly.

next moment.

"Cuckoo-"

The joyful crowing of pigeons rang out, like the bells of a clock tower, waking Rockefeller out of his stupor. His dull and numb eyes instantly became clear after hearing the crowing of pigeons.

"vomit--"

After regaining consciousness, Rockefeller was able to feel the foreign body in his mouth. He threw the revolver in his hand to the ground in a panic, and then stretched out his hands to cover his throat in extreme fear.

"What was I doing just now..."

Rockefeller recalled what happened just now with an expression of disbelief.

Am I crazy, if it wasn't for that pigeon call just now.

Thinking of this, Rockefeller suddenly looked up at the casement window ahead.

The window sash is gently turned outward, and the breeze gradually infiltrates the room, blowing the tulle curtains, bringing a fresh air, and the starry sky outside the window is twinkling in front of the eyes, making people feel a sense of tranquility and peace.

An extremely beautiful pigeon is standing on the window frame, his body looks so holy under the moonlight, his ruby-like eyes are staring at him with a very humane look, as if Are you looking at... a fool?
"Cuckoo-"

The beautiful pigeon suddenly let out an excited cry, and he flew towards Rockefeller's position.

Rockefeller swallowed his throat nervously. At this moment, he was like an infatuated person who saw his goddess rushing towards him, with a look of helplessness.

Just when Rockefeller thought the holy dove was about to fall on him, he bypassed himself and fell behind.

"Have you gained weight recently? Why do you feel so heavy?"

A voice with strong disgust sounded from behind him.

Rockefeller turned around with a look of horror on his face. Behind him, at some point, a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes appeared.

The young man with blond hair and golden eyes is sitting on a comfortable chair, holding a notebook in his left hand, and is slightly lowering his head to immerse himself in it. His right hand is holding a cup of steaming coffee. Wisps of white smoke are steaming above the mouth of the cup, and the outer wall of the cup is attached With the tiny drops of water, it makes people feel that this cup of coffee is in a state of just brewing.

The holy dove was standing on the right shoulder of the blond-haired young man, facing the other party's disgust, the dove rubbed against the young man's windbreaker flatteringly.

"Cuckoo-"

"Don't bully those [gem pigeons], I will need them in a few days."

"Cuckoo-"

"Don't worry, they are temporary workers, and you are irreplaceable."

"Cuckoo-"

"Ah, yes, yes, you are the most powerful group of pigeons. I only use them now, and they will leave after a while."

Rockefeller looked at the one pigeon and one person who were communicating without any obstacles. For some reason, he felt that the tone of the blond young man in front of him was a bit similar to those Neptunes who deal with female friends in school. Moreover, did he meet him somewhere? Pass each other.

As if aware of his gaze, the blond youth raised his flawless face.

Rockefeller, who was stared at by the golden eyes of the blond-haired young man, suddenly felt a little uneasy, and when he was at a loss, the blond-haired young man raised the notebook in his hand and said with a smile:

"A serious person should not keep a diary in the future."

"what?"

The first words of the blond young man made Rockefeller stunned.

(End of this chapter)