Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

"It sounds really weak, then you can just kill yourself, why do you want me to come?"

The supervisor shook his head: "After all, it is a thing that claims to be from the colonial era. No one knows if it was secretly hidden. It is safest for you to come."

The soldier leader curled his lips: "I'm just a brick, I can move it wherever it is needed, and Sima's bullshit will lead me."

The supervisor replied angrily: "I'm not in charge of you, don't complain to me if you have any complaints."

The soldier captain raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahaha, I know you are a small shrimp, so there is no need to keep emphasizing it!"

His laughter shook the elevator for a while, and the supervisor was terrified. He couldn't stand still, and he grabbed the iron fence tightly, almost paralyzed with fright.

There are a full 300 meters from the ground here!

If the iron chain of the elevator is broken by a shock, you will die if you fall down.

Finally, amidst the panic of the supervisor and the laughter of the soldier captain, the elevator arrived at the destination safely.

The supervisor was a little annoyed, but he held back his breath.

"Hey, the subject of this research is very important to our country, soldier commander, don't make loud noises, you can't take responsibility for interfering with the research!"

He didn't bother to care about the supercilious and mighty warrior leader in charge, so he rolled his eyes and agreed.

The bottom-level test and experiment area of ​​the National Institute of Mind in York.

Here undertakes the mission of making the kingdom strong, researching cutting-edge technology day and night.

And the core, most secret, and most precious thing here is the first organist discovered in the Bucks Territory more than 200 years ago.

It has been designated Test-01.

The body of Test-01 is very fragile. Multiple destructive experiments have shown that its physical strength can be destroyed by ordinary people who have undergone certain training, but the mental will of Test-01 is very strong. There were test records 100 years ago that showed The master of the School of Enchantment had used spells to control him, and it took 14 spells in a row to make this guy obediently reveal his skills.

Although the effect of the spell has long passed, the two parties still maintain cooperation.

It has continuously provided the kingdom with a large amount of valuable technology, and the kingdom has promised to provide it with social and human data after these technologies are gradually realized.

In recent years, Test-01 refused to provide technology, which made the kingdom's development speed stagnate.

The Kingdom gave it two years, but it was unwilling to communicate in any form. Today is an ultimatum.

Lose it, the kingdom loses a lot.

But if other countries are informed of its existence, it is likely to start a war.

Over the past few years, there have been more and more foreigners in the Kingdom. With the technological development of the Jotun Kingdom, countless prying eyes have been attracted.

The kingdom is not yet ready for a war of conquest.

If it still refuses to cooperate, today is its day of death.

The warrior commander, who is blessed by many gods, is the strongest fighting force of the official government of the kingdom. This is already quite worthy of Test-01. This is a respect for the relics of the colonial era.

If it is indeed weak, it will be up to the Warrior Captain to bury it with his own hands.

A room that has been protected by layers opened, and the warrior leader entered the room before the researcher.

"Wow--"

The soldier leader couldn't help but whistled after entering.

The room is brightly lit, and illusions are attached to the surrounding walls, making the surroundings look like a green grassland.

A full moon hangs high in the sky, not far away is the forest, and the grass is swaying, as if a breeze is blowing around.

However, all this is virtual.

A woman with blue and white long hair is sitting in it.

She has an inhumanly delicate and beautiful face, her eyes are closed tightly, her eyelashes are long and thin, and there are three red moles on the center of her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes.

The supervisor stood behind the warrior captain and asked seriously: "Test-01, do you still refuse to talk?"

"Hey, show some respect to the lady." The warrior commander said dissatisfied.

The woman still sits with her eyes closed, as if taking a nap.

The supervisor repeated the question twenty times and counted silently for one minute after receiving no response.

The woman sat quietly, without any movement other than the slow rise and fall of her chest like breathing.

The supervisor looked at the warrior commander and motioned him to do it.

The warrior commander sighed helplessly, and slowly walked towards the woman: "Hey beauty, did you say something?"

The warrior captain walked up to the organ man, carefully sizing up the other party's face.

"Hey, I didn't expect to kill a woman. To be honest, you look very much to my liking." The warrior captain was quite regretful.

"If you don't want to fight, you can leave on your own." A voice as indifferent as a snowy spring came, making the soldier leader stunned.

"Aren't you able to communicate?" The warrior commander turned to look at the supervisor, "Then don't you need to do it now?"

The supervisor waved his hand and signaled the commander to take it easy. He continued to the woman, "I'm glad you're still willing to communicate with us, so it's not too late..."

The woman ignored the researcher, but slowly opened her eyes and looked up at the warrior commander:

"I said, if you don't want to fight, you can leave on your own."

Her eyes are beautiful, and her eyes are not like a beast like that of the warrior commander. The warrior commander can't tell the feeling, but he feels very beautiful.

A spontaneous beauty of order.

"Fuck!" The warrior commander had no time to appreciate, his heart was pounding just now, not because of emotion, but because he intuitively felt the horror under this woman's skin!

He jumped back violently, jumped in front of the supervisor, and stretched out his hand to protect him behind his back:

"Old man, something is wrong with this woman, don't stay here to cause trouble, get out!"

The supervisor hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around and ran away.

The warrior commander finally drew out the long sword at his waist. His whole body was tense, the armor on his body shimmered faintly, and the roar of the lion could be vaguely heard.

"I'm sorry beauty, I can't help myself, but I have to work after eating the country's food." The soldier commander's tone was still frivolous, but he had already entered a state of concentration.

"As far as I know, the direct object of your service is not the country, but a hidden armed force called the King's Dagger."

The soldier captain shrugged, not paying much attention: "It's all the same, anyway, you have to take an oath to serve the country, how do you know this?"

The woman didn't answer and just sat still.

"Well, everyone has a little secret, if you don't want to say it, forget it, then, can I know your name? I can't keep calling my opponent Test-01, right?"

The warrior captain asked tentatively, trying to know the opponent's real name.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a title."

"That can't be done, miss, if you are so beautiful, if I can't know your name, I will regret it forever."

The corners of the woman's mouth curled up, revealing a smile that the Warrior Captain would never forget.

"Sister, Recorder, Apostle, Observer, Sequencer, and the test-01 you gave, as you like."

"Hey, it sounds like only my elder sister is decent, but it's too foul to shout like this, beauty, you can't take advantage of me."

The woman smiled without saying a word.

"Very good, then...Miss Recorder? I won't show mercy just because you are a woman..." The warrior commander tried to use the names he just learned, but there was no doubt that there was no response.

Gan!No real name given, so fucking tight.

The warrior commander gripped his long sword tightly.

"On the contrary, I will spare your life." The recording officer stood up and bowed slightly to the warrior commander, "This is... a reward for your respectful attitude."

The warrior's pupils constricted sharply.

He saw the gears appearing behind the record officer, the gears stood still, but the moment they appeared, the warrior commander felt a strong sense of order.

"Tsk..."

This kind of power that penetrates into the hearts of the people makes the warrior commander quite unhappy, he can't help but curse

"Tmd, I've been arranging such idiot errands for me every day..." the soldier captain gritted his teeth, "Idiot leader your mother is dead!"

The warrior who just made others respect women wantonly insulted other people's mothers.

He stomped on the floor, and a burst of air pressure broke out, and the cracks were directly pressed out of the floor, and there was a crackling sound as his muscles agitated.

"..."

The Recorder closed his eyes, and the gears began to turn behind him.

"Element: magic net, stripping."

Chapter 68

It has been confirmed, and it will be on the shelves tomorrow at 10 o'clock.

To be honest, I, a new author, can't do anything, and I missed a lot of opportunities.

First of all, the book I passed on on Saturday was not reviewed, and then the cover violated the rules. You can see the time between Chapter 1 and the following chapters. I was reviewed for a whole week.

Then there was the signing. I didn’t sign until I wrote [-] characters. I couldn’t get the pdf of the ID card.

Then I dragged it to [-] words (covering my face). If it weren't for a boss who taught me how to do it, I would probably still sign the contract now.

As a result, it was too late for me to recommend. I only recommended twice. The current number of favorites is 4478. This number is not optimistic, because I can collect thousands of dollars in my dream.

There was a time when I didn't feel like writing.

But I couldn't hold back my desire.

I want to write the kind of novel that makes people afraid to read it in public.

Of course, this is still too obscene.

I want to write a novel that you can be proud to read with your parents.

Let’s get down to business, let’s forget about offering rewards or something. I don’t have any financial pressure. It’s not because my family is rich. It’s because I have relatively low material desires and I don’t have anything I want to buy, so the expenses are very low, and I can often save a lot of money. Then I don't have any kryptonite desires either.

Although I have occasional impulse purchases, most of the time I'm pretty much in control.

Everyone give a reward to see how you feel.

Of course that doesn't mean I don't care about full booking.

Clicks, recommended votes, and favorites are not as good as the number of subscriptions that best reflects how many people read my book.

In short, it is for a sense of accomplishment or vanity. The more people you see, the more motivated you will be to write.

Maybe one day readers and friends will be able to dream about my book at night, of course, in a positive and healthy sense.

Although the school has started again recently, I feel that the grades may be quite dismal, so I try not to open the author's backstage to look at it...

That's it, it's time to continue the motion sickness.

Alas, the long distance is so annoying.

Chapter 69 Chapter 67 The pastor's training is gradually improving, and the nun's dog training results are beginning to show

In the open space outside the monastery, Weiwei was confronting Klein wearing a flexible leather armor. She was staring at the wooden sword in Klein's hand, and was holding her own iron sword tightly with both hands.

And the only spectators here are a few squirrels in the trees and a group of rabbits in the bushes.

"Don't just look at my weapon, you should also pay attention to my footsteps, be careful!"

Klein suddenly kicked him sideways, and Weiwei was caught off guard. She was kicked several meters away and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The animals around looked out of their heads worriedly. Although Weiwei had told them that this behavior was similar to parents teaching their offspring survival skills, they were still worried.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Weiwei felt extremely uncomfortable, lying on the ground and coughing non-stop.

"Keep going, you're far from reaching your limit." Klein kept approaching as he spoke, stabbing straight at Weiwei with the wooden sword in his hand!

The wooden sword pierced through the air and made a terrifying whistling sound. Even with the leather armor, this bludgeoning blow could instantly make Weiwei lose her ability to resist.

In desperation, Weiwei straightened her buttocks, and rolled sideways in embarrassment, with a circle of dust rolling on her body.