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On the other hand, perhaps because she eats takeout every day or uses too many skin care products, her skin always feels oily. It's not the kind of sickly greasy feeling, but it's as if she deliberately applied a layer of oil for glossiness. When Kong looked from top to bottom, her shoulders and the area below her collarbone were glowing with white light, which seemed to easily guide men's eyes into the smooth, but not particularly plump, treasure trove in the mountains.
"Of course it doesn't count. There's a nearly four-hour time difference between Pierpoint and here. Today, we've finally configured the transmission components for teaching that cover the entire company's sphere of influence. We can just sit back and collect money from now on."
Silver Wolf knew where Kong's eyes were looking, but she didn't mind. She tightened her arm around his shoulders and handed the phone to him. The screen without a privacy film was like a mirror reflecting the small dents on her vest against the backdrop of the train's surrounding light strips. On the screen, which was blurred by the reflection, was a photo of her with the server cluster when she was on-site at the company. She was making the old-fashioned V sign, which also seemed to show off her figure.
"Fast or slow?" Kong was relatively calm - after all, he had been harvested by the students and his skills were still on cooldown. Silver Wolf's little show-off would at best make him glance at him a few more times.
"Here quickly."
"Isn't that the equivalent of going to bed at 10 in the morning? Even more unhealthy?"
"Huh, it's because I don't exercise enough and play games enough... I'm not tired enough, so it's hard to go to bed early."
There was always a hint of provocation in her seemingly calm tone: "You are a man who always works for three days and rests for two days. I can't have fun every night. Sanyue will complain occasionally... Can't you be a little more regular?"
"You just don't work overtime enough." Kong couldn't help but be vicious for once.
But after seeing the latter's eyelids twitching, he immediately realized that the workload in the past few days might be enough for Silver Wolf to do in the past year, and quickly changed the subject.
"Don't you usually have the habit of practicing at night... or playing simulated skateboarding or something?"
"For me, that's considered morning exercise, thank you. What really helps me sleep... is the satisfaction of completing the game."
Silver Wolf seemed to be talking about the game, but her eyes never left Sora's cheek.
"Elliot didn't ask me to do anything this time, nor did he give me any special instructions. Kafka is still preparing for the next stop... I'm the only one in the organization who can help you, but only at night."
Her raised boots scraped against the inner hollow of Kong's thighs, and her calf, which was covered with only a fishnet stocking, seemed to be sticking to Kong's trouser leg, sending out a distracting heat.
"In addition to these benefits, I also want to talk to you about the topic that we didn't finish talking about before - unlike that guy who likes to play with puppets and refuses to show his true self, I am here in person."
Silver Wolf also took the opportunity to criticize the Black Tower, and he is well versed in the aesthetics of online violence.
The interest and provocation in her eyes were stronger than the black tea in front of Sora, as if for her, getting rid of Sora was also a necessary part of the "game challenge", "card collection" and "platinum trophy achievement".
"I thought about this when we were playing games together before - it really feels better when we get together offline to play."
"Playing games offline is really fun."
Sora was just teasing Silver Wolf about the past when he played games in the Internet cafe and inhaled second-hand smoke and smelled the smell of feet. Who would have thought that Silver Wolf, who had always played games, would react so strongly and seriously:
"Hey... I do clean myself every day - and people like me who rarely go out won't be sweaty and smelly, okay! I keep my house very clean! There's no takeaway smell or sour smell -"
Her series of reactions left Kong completely confused.
"Damn it, if you don't want to play with me, just say so." She kicked Kong lightly in protest - although this internet-addicted girl would not make exaggerated modifications to herself, and would not put on makeup like Kafka did when she went out and would not put on different makeup according to the pressure of the task, but at least before coming to see Kong, she carefully checked her fragrance and skin care products, and... she also used a roll of tape to remove the unnecessary parts of her body, which almost hurt her to death.
"Just kidding, I was just thinking, since you're here now, we can go to March's room and take a break tomorrow -"
"... Better make some time. Let's form a team and play two blacks."
But Silver Wolf seriously asked to be left alone.
"Of course you can go to March's room. After they go to sleep, you must come to my room. I haven't talked to you about the past for a while. Some things are more convenient to talk about in private."
"it is good."
The purpose of wanting to get more information from Silver Wolf still existed, but for the first time, Sora felt that Silver Wolf was eager for something other than the cassette...
It should not be just that she wants to play with him. Maybe she feels that if she delays it any longer, the "friendship" that she has rebuilt with great difficulty may become more and more distant as the script unfolds.
With Pam here, there is no way to discuss further without telepathic communication.
"Oh, you agreed so decisively? You are expecting something, right?"
Silver Wolf was quite happy to see that Kong was so efficient this time. He felt that his two weeks of service as a tool were not in vain, and that his preparations, which were full of girlish thoughts, were not in vain:
"Like... the development of H?"
Kong looked embarrassed.
When chatting with Silver Wolf, I always hear some terms that I haven't heard for hundreds or thousands of years. Is Punk Lord's web surfing actually quite retro? How did the synesthesia beacon translate so down-to-earth?
"Hehe, don't worry, I won't act like a spoiled child and beg you to give in to me. Let's see who's the winner on the handle—"
"…Aren't we playing a game with friends? Why do we suddenly have to fight?"
Of course, if they really play with you, touching you will definitely affect other teammates, but if they mess with you, you will be the only one who is hurt anyway.
Silver Wolf just smiled with ill intentions - unlike those mature ladies who would ask about Kong's well-being and be considerate before eating him so that he could let down his guard, Silver Wolf quite liked this method of provoking him and creating a sense of anticipation.
Poor Pam had been fed a mouthful of dog food without realizing it - she couldn't tell what was hidden in these normal discussions, but instinctively felt that she couldn't get a word in:
"...There is juice in the dining car. Silver Wolf passengers, except for the front of the car and the engine room, you can move around freely in other places. Also, please don't make too much noise to disturb others' rest."
"No problem - would the conductor be interested in playing a game of Punk Lord's classic flying chess? A cheating version, since we have a long wait tonight anyway."
After hearing what Silver Wolf said, Kong realized that Silver Wolf had chosen the most dangerous night to come to the train and become an official passenger... She had chosen this time to leave when the Star God was very likely to harm the train and Nata. It was not a problem to say that she was here to help him clean up his mess...
…Sora was touched, though only a little.
268. Black Swan’s Advice
The star god's gaze did not visit the train.
Silver Wolf was so new that he lost to Pam 5-20 in flying chess. He was so upset that he went to get some beauty sleep. As of 7 a.m. on development time, March left the house and Silver Wolf went into storage. The passengers spent a safe night.
Yiting’s follow-up support finally arrived.
After being persuaded by Kong and Sanyue, Ji Zi and Lao Yang reluctantly allowed Yi Ting's people to board the train, but the messenger did not choose to keep the appointment on the train. The ceremony was held on the surface. According to her complaints, the rememberer named "Black Swan" had very demanding requirements on the environment when "performing rituals", and the train could not satisfy her.
"Where is our destination, teacher?"
"It's the flower shop 'Eternal Summer' that you were looking forward to visiting. I don't understand why you went there. Maybe the bouquets and the unique greenhouse environment can strengthen the memory?"
Unexpectedly, the opportunity for "outdoor teaching" came at such a perfect time, so Kong called the students and highlighted the importance of keeping his word.
After convincing Ying to attach Isshin Pure Land to him and follow him so that he wouldn't have to be on edge all the time, he was able to reluctantly reduce the number of people on this "date".
Speaking of reading, teaching, writing and dating, there must be a teaching process. On the way to the city, Kong was still telling the students the techniques of self-suggestion and several methods of strengthening memory. Nata listened with gusto, but Paimon almost listened to EMO.
She thought of what happened with Kong in Xumi before, and really didn't want to talk about those days when she couldn't distinguish between the real world and the spiritual world. In order to take care of her feelings, Kong had to change the topic to Nata and listen to her talk about her study experience before going to the lower level.
As a result, Paimon almost fell asleep when he heard about Nata's hard study in medical school.
Perhaps because of the big difference in height and appearance between him and the "Captain Lei" recorded in the Iron Guard system, Kong would not be questioned by the Iron Guards when he strolled on the streets of Beloberg. Instead, many young girls paid attention to him. Even though he was followed by Nata and two younger and prettier "maids", there were still many people who tried to chat with him.
In Belloberg, such travel style is actually quite common, especially among the ministers' families and family members, many of whom are high-profile.
Natasha was once one of them, but after seeing the hardships underground, she was no longer interested in these superficial things. She still looked gentle, but quietly helped Kong drive away those guys who were trying to climb to wealth and fame.
"Sir, I see you are not short of money. Are you interested in a house in the new suburban area?"
"Sir, you are a natural actor - our play 'Rose of the Stars' is going to be performed soon, and I think the leading role belongs to you!"
…but sometimes I would miss a few extremely shameless guys—
Who the hell are you calling an 'actor'?
Kong, who had been played by A-ha for a year, almost couldn't hold back, but he still politely and unquestioningly rejected the talent scouts and real estate agents from the Grand Theater: "I'm very sorry, I have to go to Kburg for work, maybe next time."
"Oh, of course, of course. You look like a busy person."
The people who blocked his way were not driven away by Nata, but were scared away by his aura.
Before, when Kong was still a dwarf, he gave people the impression of being more cute than majestic. But now, in addition to regaining some of his past demeanor, with Belfa taking care of his hair, his appearance has also become more mature. Although it seems that he has not regained the aura he had when he was a marine admiral, he is more suitable to blend in with the so-called local nobles and families without being exposed.
Now, whether he takes his maid to and from a flower shop, a commercial street, or Castle K, he will not arouse the suspicion of the Iron Guards, and ordinary Iron Guards dare not interrogate him.
This gave him some advantages, including access to smugglers...
In front of Changxia's door, a man with glasses had been waiting for a long time, holding a pocket watch in his right hand and narcissistically stroking his greasy hair with his left hand.
When he saw Kong, his eyes immediately lit up and he hugged him quickly and enthusiastically.
"Oh, dear Sora, my dear friend - I am so touched and delighted that you arrived only two minutes later than I did."
"?" Nata, who hadn't seen Sora for only about 8 hours a day in the past few days, didn't know when he had gained such a caring friend in Beloberg.
"My dear Wallace, please go in first."
Sora didn't even brush the guy's hand away. Instead, he patted him on the back, appearing to be very friendly - even if it was just for socializing, his behavior was too natural.
[Don't be surprised, Nata, this is our "informer" in Beloberg, and also Toppa's first major contact partner.] Kong reminded Nata to be more natural in the frequency band.
[That family crest... I know something about it. ]
Nata's eyes fell on the accessories on Wallace's clothes. The connections and special upbringing passed down from her parents enabled her to quickly identify the dignitaries of Beloberg - many of them were old honors with a history of more than 700 years. The dark life of the underground people did not seem to have tarnished their emblems.
Since the underground fire was spread in the upper area, they have also found out a lot of things, but it is a pity that their work started too late, otherwise they should have reported to Nata the intelligence of the people Topal found.
[This man's family is very powerful and has a big appetite. ]
[It doesn't matter. Although Wallace is a bit narcissistic and arrogant, he lacks social experience and longs for sincere friendship. Overall, he is a trustworthy and reliable guy - compared to his annoying elders.]
Kong gave a very high evaluation of the young man in front of him.
[When I first met him, he was "looking" for friends, and wanted to attract someone who could chat with him by showing off his taste and luxurious life... I satisfied his wish to find a close friend... Actually, I think he is quite pitiful. ]
[...Coincidence?] Nata was a little confused.
[Of course, if other families can get this smuggling route, they will also be prosperous. I gave this opportunity to Wallace just because I happened to meet him, and his family can also afford it. ]
Sora expressed his understanding of Natanado's doubts: "There is no shortage of deliberate schemes in this world, but some coincidences are just coincidences. Don't overthink them."
"Sora, for you, I'll buy all of Changxia's bouquets today, as well as the fresh air in the store."
Walking up the stairs - Belloberg seemed to love the endless stairs, even the small door of the flower shop was raised a little higher...
There was a "Closed" sign hanging in front of the door, and it was obvious that Lawrence had already dealt with everything. It was impossible for ordinary people to force the only and most prosperous flower shop in the city to close selectively.
The young man glanced at Asuna, but seemed to have little interest in her. It seemed that the beauty was not as attractive to him as Kong, who took the initiative to talk to him and had a "similar" status.
"Discussing important matters surrounded by flowers - why didn't I think of such a cool idea before? Oh, besides improving your mood, what else do you and your partner plan to do by renting Changxia?"
"We plan to investigate whether the plants supplied by Changxia have any value for cultivation outside of Beloberg and outside of the greenhouse, and by the way, study Changxia's store decoration and art design."
"Want to enter the flower market? Good idea! But it will be troublesome to deal with the supply. It will take a long time for us to set up the shed and go through the formalities... Ha, what am I talking about? You must have a better idea."
As soon as Wallace entered the store, he made an exaggerated gesture of invitation to the air.
When the lady owner of the flower shop saw them come in, she sighed and told the staff to leave through the back door, leaving them the slightly crowded small table and chairs that were originally used to display autumn peonies. Her figure looked a little desolate when she turned her back - as if silently accusing rich bastards of doing whatever they want.
"I brought you new coffee beans." I felt a little sorry for the boss lady, but it was safest to book the whole place.
Wallace is usually flamboyant and very annoying, so no one would think anything he does is outrageous, which serves as a good cover-up.