Please make money.

Mitsuhiko jumped up and down with excitement. Is this the thing that will change the future gaming world?

The little fat boy, named Yuantai, was probably itching to play as well, and said he wanted to play too.

"But no, we were just invited to attend the launch event and were not selected to experience the 'Cocoon' experience."

Sister Xiaolan said this with a smile, dragging the children away, and she and Alia glanced at each other as they passed by.

Alia, who looked like a stalker with sunglasses on, nodded silently. Good, her lower body is very stable, she is a karate master!

Sister Xiaolan didn't take it seriously. She was a very pretty girl, probably also a guest attending the event.

It's just a little fragile, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. It's soft and weak, but also very beautiful.

A few people returned to the booth, and Kudo Washing Machine crossed his arms and showed no interest in the game consoles played by the children.

"It's just a game. It's no big deal if you're not chosen."

Ayumi looked at him with a grin, "Brother Shinichi isn't very good at video games, right?"

"That's right. We haven't even finished the Space Dinosaur yet."

"Brother Shinichi is very good at playing football, but his fingers don't seem to be very flexible."

Kudo-kun curled his lips. These kids...

The group walked around a few times, went around from one side of the venue to the other, and saw the venue for the social banquet.

Detective Maori's eyes lit up when he saw the wine.

“So many people—and so much wine!”

Xiaolan reminded him not to be disrespectful: "Dad, it seems that the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department are here too, don't drink too much."

"I know! You won't get drunk if you drink premium liquor!"

Although the fat boy Yuantai doesn't drink, his love for food is no less than Maori's love for wine.

He wiped his saliva and said, "Is it possible to eat as much snacks as you want here?"

Mitsuhiko was not sure, but he saw people around him taking them: "Maybe..."

"Wow! We are so lucky to be able to participate!"

Ayumi, one of the three little girls, was looking at the game venue enviously from the side.

"It's not us who are lucky, it's the kids. Look at their badges."

Where she pointed, the children were receiving badges that would allow them to participate in the games later.

Mitsuhiko looked over and felt envious, wishing he could be one of those children.

Detective Maori glanced at their parents and curled his lips: "Don't think about it, little guys, they don't rely on luck."

The grandson of the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, the grandson of a financial capitalist, the son of a ruling politician...

It can be said that because of the popularity brought by Sindora and the promotion of Nintendo behind the scenes, many second and third generations came to the Sakura Empire.

His meaning was very clear - if you wanted to receive the badge, it would be impossible without a distinguished family background.

Those children proudly showed off everywhere and enjoyed the jealous looks of other children who did not get the badges.

Alia was still looking around, and thanks to her frail figure, no one thought she was suspicious.

The brown sunglasses didn't make her look like a criminal, and she was forced to dress up properly.

If I have to describe her, she's probably the shy lady from a wealthy family who doesn't like socializing but is forced to do so by her family.

"This is simply a microcosm of the hereditary system in the Sakura Empire. With this hereditary system, the wrong history of mankind will continue to repeat itself."

Beside Alia, a girl with brown hair watched the scene indifferently.

Alia turned around, pulled down her sunglasses, and looked at the girl over them.

Hmm? Sydney?

"The son of a politician will become a politician, and the son of a banker will become a banker. If this continues, no matter how long it takes, Sakura Empire will not change."

"…You're talking to me?"

"No, I'm just talking to myself. Are you a guest too?"

"Um...I guess so. What about you?"

"I am a researcher at the Cooperative Research Institute of Thomas Company."

"A game developer?"

"No, a medical research institute. Do you know Thomas's blood testing concept?"

Alia was stunned at first, then thought about it, and finally looked at the so-called senior executives who came because of Sindra.

Finally, I took a deep breath. Many key words, along with the shadow of the white tower in the previous movie, were mixed together.

“Hiss—it’s connected! It’s all connected!”

"...?"

358-The protagonist never hides his desire to control his own destiny!

What is connected?

Of course it was the White Tower, the Thomas Group, and these so-called Sakura Empire dignitaries—

The White Tower copy is the first link of the hidden branch!

Now that you have collected enough clues and contacted the quest NPC, it's time to start the second ring of the copy!

So what should you do?

Aaliya looked at Sydney and grinned.

The young researcher was stunned by the girl's expression. It was obvious that the other party's smile was so deep.

Three points of indifference, three points of unruliness, three points of ridicule, and the remaining ninety-one points are all acting.

Aaliyah laughed because she found it all quite funny, and more importantly, she was a cheater.

That’s not right either—if it’s not turned off, then it’s open?

Let’s watch today’s theatrical version, my friends. If that doesn’t work, you can also watch the newly released “The Little Dagon of the Deep Sea”.

"What's your name?"

"…Miyano Ai."

"That's great, I totally understand it all."

Alia turned around and clapped her hands at the two people behind her.

"This way!"

An Lele, who was looking for Alia, twitched his ears, turned around and saw Alia refreshed not far away.

The two of them trotted over and asked, "Where have you been, Miss?"

"I'm here to see the diversity of life. It's worthy of being called the Rice Flower Stage. I like it."

Alia snapped her fingers and said, "The person who contacted you, I mean, the person you met during your summer job."

"...Ah?" An Lele was stunned: "Who are you going to target this time?"

"There are too many. Check the surrounding area first to see if there is a Porsche 365A classic car."

“Why are you looking for a car?”

"I like it. I'll contact the owner after I find it. The price is not a problem. I want the car."

"Oh……"

"Did you see this other person?"

"I see." An Lele looked at the young researcher and felt that he was about the same age as Alia. "Whose employee is this?"

"From the Thomas Group." Alia scanned the venue, looking for the young president Thomas Sindorra.

"Contact Mr. Lei and check the entire Thomas Group."

"why?"

"No reason. I'm very interested in their research project, so I want to play some business war games with her."

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not drag the business war into a high-end game.

Otherwise, Alia wouldn't mind letting her see what a true pure black nightmare is.

No one would want to play the problem-solving game with Arya—unless they had never played it before.

"Okay, I'll contact Mr. Lei right away. Anything else?"

An Lele took out a small notebook and wrote down Alia's instructions.

She is Alia's bodyguard when Alia is safe.

She was Alia's disguise when Alia was in danger.

She was Alia's assistant when Alia was causing trouble.

When Arya is free, she is Arya's entertainer.

That’s right! She’s not good at anything, never gets enough of eating, and only wants to have fun until she dies of euthanasia—this is the personal school beauty of the Urban Dragon King! Anlele!

Even Brother Jie was confused, and of course the one who was even more confused was probably the poor young researcher Miss Miyano Ai.

That is to say, is it possible that there is no hatred between us?

I just said a few words to you and you want to uproot my old employer. Your way of implicating everyone is a bit scary.

However, just when she wanted to say something, she became tense, as if some radar had been triggered.

Alia also raised her eyebrows and looked back at the crowd. In the crowd, a boss who looked like a successful person was looking over here.

"who's that person?"

"Who?" An Lele raised her head, followed Alia's gaze, and then met someone's eyes.

"Oh, Kenzo Masuyama, he's a big shot in the financial world of Sakura Empire, he's the chairman of the Beika Automobile Company, he also plays games?"

"Sew, you can sew anything. The good news is that you should sew as much as possible." Alia's smile became brighter and brighter: "It's very interesting--"

Then she called the waiter: "Give me a glass of wine - no champagne, do you have Pisco?"

Pisco is a strong distilled wine produced in Peru.

But in the rice flower stage where you are here if you have the chance, Pisk is also the code name of a senior cadre in a mysterious criminal that doesn't even have a name.

If this intrusive world line has not undergone some special magical changes, then the owner of this code name is Kenzo Masuyama on the opposite side.

Who could have imagined that a successful person, the president of a large company, could be a leader of a criminal organization?

Well, what is even more unexpected is that such a person needs to do it himself. The upper and lower limits of this broken criminal organization are really unpredictable.

You say it's great, they are either collecting protection money or engaging in extortion, what stands out is that it is a sustainable practice of draining the pond to catch fish.

But if you say they are not capable, they would set off explosions at every turn and even dare to fly an armed helicopter to directly attack the Tokyo Tower.

Alia didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from playing with the other person.

Isn't this cool? It totally fits her imagination as a time traveler!

An Lele narrowed her eyes, a little suspicious: "Miss, is that president following you?"

"No, no, no, I don't even know him, that's it."

Alia took out a business card and handed it to poor Miss Xueli, who is Miyano Ai in this world.

"Here's my contact information, if you need anything, you can contact me - I mean, this is an opportunity."

The waiter brought the pisco wine that Alia ordered, and Alia picked up another glass from the tray.

"This is sherry, would you like to try it?"

"Sherry" is a transliteration of the Spanish word Jerez. In Spain, its name should be "Jerez" wine.

The banquet served Fino sherry, which was slightly pale in color and had a dry and refreshing taste.

But when researcher Miyano Ai held it, she only felt a chill on her back.