People Are Falling Apart, Task Masters

Tesla lying on the sofa said with a hoarse voice.

"Even let me get drunk or let me die, I'm not allowed."

"Yes, I don't allow it, because you are my destiny." Otto said, "But if you want to die, you can do it yourself."

And Tesla lowered his forearm and looked at the chandelier in the living room. If it fell at this time, he would smash himself to death.

"I am weak."

"what happened?"

asked Otto.

"..." Tesla remained silent.

But Otto said again, "If you encounter any difficulties, you can't solve them."

"As long as you ask me, I will help you. This is my promise to you before."

"It's still valid."

Tesla continued to be silent, but Otto did not speak again, he was waiting.

After about an hour, Tesla finally spoke.

Her words made Otto's eyes widen.

"Lissel, she... no, it's time to call her by her full name."

"Liesel Albert Einstein, she..."

"Sneak attack on Walter Yang in an attempt to take away the core of the Herrscher of Reason."

"And afterwards, lead most of the anti-entropy people away from anti-entropy."

"Anti-entropy exists in name only."

"Joyce, his will, is no more."

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Anti-entropy exists in name only.

Hearing this sentence from Tesla's mouth, Otto inexplicably felt that Tesla's tone was sad.

Tesla put too much affection on Anti-Entropy, because it was founded by her and like-minded friends from Destiny to continue Joyce's obsession.

However, I didn't expect that like-minded friend to attack the anti-entropy lord unexpectedly.

It's just that Walter shouldn't be dead, otherwise Tesla wouldn't know about it.

Walter told Tesla what happened to the anti-entropy, and Tesla felt desperate because of this.

Moreover, Otto knew that Liesel's actions had been premeditated for a long time, because there was no trace of fighting in the anti-entropy headquarters, and even if they lost the leader, they still evacuated there in an orderly manner.

Or, in the middle of the base's evacuation, Liesel sneaked up on Walter.

"interesting."

Otto said with a smile, originally he didn't care about the anti-entropy group, but Liesel's behavior aroused his interest.

What kind of situation would make her do this kind of thing, after all, Liesel is not that bitch of Cocolia.

Otto's sense of smell is very keen, and he smelled something different in this incident.

"Tesla, I want to see Walter."

Otto made a request, he wanted to know how the situation was, but Tesla blocked his eyes with his forearm again, and his long red hair was overshadowed.

"......"

Tesla was silent, but her hands were clenched into fists, as if her nails were digging into the flesh.

"I..." Tesla said, "Otto... let me see Liesel, I want to see Liesel."

Tesla's voice was hoarse. She wanted to find Liesel and ask her why she did this.

Liesel Albert Einstein and Frederica Nikola Tesla were originally close friends, but Liesel's actions definitely hurt the bond between the two.

Tesla has always relied on Liesel, even if the other party is younger than him, Tesla and Liesel are both teachers and friends.

Not even Walter could penetrate the bonds of the two.

"Let me see Liesel, please."

"O...no"

"Sir Bishop."

This was the first time that Tesla called Otto the Bishop, and she once again bowed her proud head to the person she hated.

She seemed to remember something, she was struggling to get up from the sofa.

But her physical condition was already at the end of her strength, and she couldn't make that humiliating action at all.

"Don't drink so much next time."

Facing Tesla's humility, Otto just smiled, "Don't drink wine when you're depressed, but add icing on the cake when you're happy."

Otto also knows wine very well, especially red wine, which may be because Karen gave Otto red wine as a gift in the past.

With that said, Otto stood up, and he walked to the sofa where Tesla was lying on.

Looking at Tesla collapsed on the sofa, Otto chuckled, then raised his right hand, and he transferred a can of beer in Tesla's room to his hand.

Opening the can, Otto raised his head and took a sip of beer, then looked at Tesla lying on the sofa.

The pale golden liquid poured down, Tesla couldn't dodge, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

Moisturizes slightly whitish lips.

Tesla bears the golden rain.

But her mouth is not big, a lot of wine splashed everywhere.

There was alcohol on his face, on the sofa, in his hair, in his mouth, and even on Otto's pants.

"Cough cough."

Tesla was also choked, and after pouring down half of the beer, Otto stopped pouring, and he drank the less than half of the beer in the can again in one gulp.

"This... is the time to be happy?"

Tesla let out a low cough.

She felt a little insulted, and couldn't tell how.

This feeling, anyway, is very humiliating.

"No." Otto squeezed the can and threw it in the trash bin in a proper manner. "This is the celebration wine in advance."

"After all, I don't think you will buy me a drink afterwards."

Otto said, and a bleak and beautiful smile appeared on Tesla's face, and she understood what Otto meant.

He agreed to Tesla's request.

Now even the early celebration wine is drunk.

This man is really confident.

But just like what Otto said, even after it happened, he would not buy this man a drink.

"How to contact Walter?"

Otto asked again, he didn't know the details now, or it would be faster to ask the person directly.

"On my communicator, the fourth contact information can reach Yang."

Otto nodded when he got the reply, then he raised his head and tapped Tesla on the forehead.

Tesla, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, moved his eyelids twice, and then closed his eyes.

Otto used the power of the Herrscher to put Tesla to sleep.

Instead of taking Tesla back to her room, he let her sleep on the sofa, but after thinking about it, Otto took off his coat and covered Tesla's smooth body.

It's quite predictable, but Otto prefers Tesla to shake his ass in white pantyhose than the current one.

It's very rewarding to have great scientists, and people who hate themselves, shake their ass at themselves.

Then, Otto disappeared in place. He returned to Tesla's bedroom and picked up the terminal that Tesla had left on the ground.

Eyes glowing red, Otto corroded Tesla's terminal, even if there was any encryption in it, he directly opened the answer to himself.

Soon, Otto found Walter's contact information, and even found out when Tesla contacted Walter.

The last contact was yesterday, that is to say, since yesterday, is Tesla in such a state?

He chuckled, and originally wanted to sit on Tesla's bed to call Walter, but the sour smell and vomit on the bed made him unable to get off his ass.

Otto continued to teleport again, but this time he teleported directly into another room, and then saw a pile of documents and a white-haired young girl sitting on a chair.

Teresa is still working hard, and the cup next to her is filled with her favorite bitter gourd juice, but she doesn't have any free time to taste it.

She didn't even notice Otto's arrival, and Otto hadn't come looking for her.

A maid stood beside Teresa, Amber was called by Otto to investigate the matter of anti-entropy, so Rita was here to teach Teresa temporarily.

The excellent maid quickly noticed Otto's arrival, but before she could open her mouth, Otto teleported to her side, hugging her slender waist, without pausing, Otto teleported again.

He brought Rita back to the living room where Tesla lived, and loosened Rita's waist, Otto said succinctly.

"Take care of Dr. Tesla. If she wakes up and asks me where I'm going, just say me and go find Walter."

Then Otto poked the maid's big butt with his fingers without much tenderness, and when he wanted to taste it someday, he would fire again for three days.

After the order, regardless of whether Rita heard it clearly, he sat back.

Through teleportation, he returned directly to his room, and sat on the chair in his room.

Only Rita was left with a masked face.

But as Otto's trusted maid, she still listened to Otto's orders.

And Otto looked at his room. Yae Sakura and Cecilia were gone, but the air was still filled with the fragrance of a girl.