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Chapter 66 Prom
The room covered with gray-blue wallpaper is very dark. Not only are all the windows closed, but all the curtains are also drawn, so that no sunlight can enter here, and the whole room is illuminated by rare candlelight.

If you ignore the gloomy atmosphere, the empty but full of people might even look like a candlelight dance.

Although it was broad daylight, Ryan still felt a cool breath rushing towards his face the moment he opened the door.

Ryan, who was going to say hello to everyone, was taken aback for a moment, not because he was stared at by dozens of vicious eyes, but because he vaguely saw a huge black mist in the room.

This cloud of black mist is like the flames of a bonfire party. Calamity believers stand in a circle around the black mist spores, and each person has a trace of black mist connected to the black mist in the center of the crowd.

However, because the house is too dark, the black mist is well hidden. If Ryan is not very familiar with the spores, he may not be able to see them at first sight.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen." After Ryan greeted everyone, he coughed lightly and said:

"I'm the new administrator of the apartment. Some tenants have reported you as a nuisance. Can you explain to me what activities you are doing?"

Quiet.

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and then a man in a black robe walked out of the crowd and walked towards Ryan at the door.

This man in black robe should be the strongest leader in the whole room, his light is half-step deacon between the first and second rank?Ryan suddenly had a strange thought in his heart.

Walking three meters in front of Ryan, the man in black robe said hoarsely:
"As you can see, we're having a dance. I don't think the apartment has a policy against having dances during the day, right?"

The development of the matter was somewhat beyond Ryan's expectations. The originally expected attack did not come, and the other party was really trying to reason?
He just wanted to procrastinate to observe the black mist, but these people really believed that he was the apartment manager.

This is a bit interesting Ryan glanced at everyone, and said seriously:

"Of course dances are allowed in the apartment, but only if there is no nuisance, after all, it will affect our rental pricing and the number of complaints, which I think you should understand."

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, then took out a gold pound from his pocket:
"I think that should be enough compensation for the rent."

"If there are no other questions, please don't bother us any more."

Looking at the gold pound handed over, Ryan was a little surprised. Why are these calamity believers different from what he remembered? Not only can they take out the gold pound, but they are even willing to try to persuade him?

If Ryan is really the apartment manager, this gold pound is enough to silence all complaints today.

But unfortunately, he is not.

Ryan glanced at the palm of the man handing over the gold coin. It was pale and bloodless, and it didn't even look like a living person's hand.

"No, I have to be responsible to the other tenants of the apartment, which is also my most important responsibility." Ryan shook his head and rejected the gold coins handed over.

The black-robed man fell silent, his body trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

After a while, the man looked at Ryan and said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Ryan coughed lightly and said, "Actually, I have no problem with the prom. After all, what I like most is meeting those beautiful ladies at various proms."

"But due to job responsibilities, I hope you understand"

The man in the black robe was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, looked at Ryan and smiled and said:
"Today's ball happens to have many beautiful ladies at the scene, I wonder if I can invite the administrator to join our ball?"

"That's not good." Ryan hesitated and said, "After all, this is a nuisance to the people."

"Wouldn't it be fine as long as there's less movement?" The black-robed man smiled and said, "Having the opportunity to dance with Mr. Administrator, I think the ladies at the ball can hardly hold back."

Can't stand it?I'm afraid you can't bear it and want to assimilate me? Ryan sneered in his heart, but there was a look of hesitation on his face, and he would look at the ladies behind the man from time to time.

After hesitating for a moment, Ryan seemed to have made a decision in his heart, nodded solemnly and said: "Since you have kindly invited me, I can't refuse it. If the dance is wonderful enough, I can find a way to shut up other tenants."

"Of course, it's my honor." The man in black bowed slightly and pressed his chest with his left hand, pointing his right hand in the direction of the crowd, signaling Ryan to enter the crowd.

Ryan glanced around. There were about 50 people in the room. Except for the man in front of him, there were only two first-order warlocks left, and the rest were all infected ordinary believers.

This gave him a little bit of confidence in his mind. It was not a problem to deal with these people. It happened to be a good time to see what the prayer ceremony of the disaster was, so as to save himself from being exposed when the mirror image went undercover later.

The man in the black robe kept his word. After Ryan entered the crowd, he actually arranged for two good-looking female believers to stand on the left and right sides of Ryan.

"It seems that he really intends to infect me as a follower of Calamity. Is this one of Calamity's ways of preaching?" Ryan looked at the leading man in black robe strangely.

Before he could continue to ask questions, the man in black robe sang a long tone.

Although Ryan couldn't understand it, he still silently memorized the melody.

After the man in black robe started, the rest of the crowd chanted in unison, and the ladies on both sides of Ryan held his hands respectively and began to dance strange steps.

Ryan looked around, everyone's hands were held together, including the man in the lead.

If one ignores the faintly visible black mist in the middle, this dance really gave him a strong sense of sight of a bonfire dance.

While silently memorizing the dance steps, Ryan built the spell model of the shackles in his mind, and he already felt that the surrounding environment and the spore mist in the center were trying to assimilate him.

If he was an ordinary person, he might have been successfully infected by the black spores by this time.

"How was our 'dance'?"

"I forgot to tell you, I am the manager of this apartment." The man's deep and hoarse sneer appeared in Ryan's ear.

But the look of panic he expected after Ryan was exposed did not appear.

"Didn't anyone tell you? The position of administrator has been handed over to me." Ryan smiled.

"It's useless for you to be stubborn now." The black-robed man snorted coldly: "Have you not felt any changes in your body yet?"

"My changes?" Ryan said with a strange expression: "Instead of caring about my body, I think you should pay attention to your surroundings first, sir."

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I feel a little dizzy and feel hot, but I don’t seem to have a fever. Let’s stop here today. I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow to see what’s owed and I’ll pay it back.

(End of this chapter)