Chapter 1516: Awakening to staying up late (10)

Chapter 6 Awakening to Day and Night Ten
"Hey, have you finally revealed the fox tail? To read the book cc" Paramitis then extended a hand and made a gesture of recycling 亘 Gunil.
However, he started too late. Professor Paul had already released a black snake in the first step. The snake immediately caught the meteor gun Gunn and quickly swallowed the pistol! It was clear that there were nearly six feet of long guns, but they were quickly swallowed by a small snake, and the whole disappeared!
"what?!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Professor Paul at this time is like a demon, speaking in a completely different voice: "You are too easy to believe people, Paramitis!"
"Poison Pharmacist Bitter." The big cat recognized the voice instantly: "It really is you."
"Unbelievable, I can turn myself into someone else's appearance..." Biddyville muttered.
"Oh, no, I don't have that much ability." Butt said, "I just hypnotized this old scientist and used his body to do something. It's really funny to say it. This old man is just like you. Innocent, I used to hang out at the airport. I didn’t doubt that I would talk to me. So the innocent guy should be used, hahahahaha--"
Bedyville and Paramitis looked at each other.
"Give me the gujarier!" the big cat then shouted.
"Don't be stupid, how can I return it to you!" Bett smiled insidiously: "You can rest assured, Paramitis. I have hidden your artifact in an electromagnetic wave that can't be worn at all." In the secret room, no matter how you call, you can never get this rifle! I am looking forward to fighting you tomorrow, hahahahahaha!-"
啪滋! The little black snake suddenly twisted and seemed to have broken his spine. It began to burn an evil green-black flame, which quickly turned into ashes. Professor Paul, who should have been under the control of the spirit, also fell weakly, slamming on the carpet in the living room.
"呜嗯..." Then he got up again: "What...? What happened...? Where is the monk?"
He looked at Biddiville and Paramitis with a little surprise: "How come you are here?"
"Professor, what are the usual staple foods of the Pygmies?" asked Bediwell. To read the book · 1ka book nshu·cc
"Oh, their staple food is enriched." Professor Paul, as if he had been turned on, began to whisper and said: "Many people think that the Pygmy cannibals are horrible cannibals, but in fact they rarely eat them. People, generally only eat the same kind of sick or imminent death, or enemies that have been defeated in tribal conflicts. Their real staple food is various fungi, ferns, and various cereals grown on their own in the East African plateau, and They are very particular about cooking -"
"I'm done!" Biddyville quickly interrupted, then turned to look at Paramitis: "It is him."
"Yes, I can see it." Paramitis also said.
"Oh, so, what the is going on?" The old professor took hold of the painful forehead: "The monk remembers that he was waiting for the plane in the lounge of the airport. Then there was someone who called himself a friend to find someone. That person seems to be called..."
"Bite." Bedyville walked over to help the old professor: "Professor Paul, do you still remember his appearance? That guy is not a good person, you will see the guy's face in the future, you must hide far away. ""
"Okay..." The professor still looked a bit confused.
"So, can you take my change of clothes? Just on the bedside table." Paramitis asked.
Bediville glanced at the big cat again and said faintly: "Your 亘Gunnier has been taken away, how can you still take a bath in the air?"
"Oh, after the end of tomorrow's game, even if I beat Bent, I have to give it back to me." Paramitis shrugged: "But tomorrow's game I decided not to use it."亘Gurnier played. I didn’t have a good time before Gurnier, and even if I don’t rely on the help of that artifact, I will never lose to Bet’s despicable villain who can only play tricks. Look at w··cc and walk around."
Then the big cat took the change of clothes from the professor and indented him to wash his bath.
In this case, Bedieville can't say anything, just hope that Paramitis will have any odds tomorrow, and he can win the opponent.
"Professor Paul, you have to fly back to Great Britain tomorrow, is this true?" The werewolf then asked.
"What day is it?" The old professor turned to look at the date on TV: "Hey, it's really true. It's bad, I have to get up early tomorrow... Is it better to get there now?"
auzw.com "Sleep in the room of Paramitis for a night." Biddyville sighed: "In any case, Albert doesn't come back to sleep, the room is empty. empty."
"The monks have brought you so much trouble. Are you still so good to the monks?"
"What are you polite, Professor." Biddiville couldn't help but smile: "Everything is the bureau of the Bitter guy. You are also one of the victims. Since you are here, we can't take you from the hotel late into the night. Kick it out. In short, just stay at peace of mind, just go to sleep, you are not going to catch a plane tomorrow."
"That... well, thank you." Professor Paul wrote a few lines on the side note: "Yes, Mr. Bedieville, this is the contact address of the monks at the University of Cambridge in Great Britain. Waiting for your trip to Africa. When you come back to Great Britain, be sure to show your face in a smashing university."
"Okay. I must go." Bettiville took the note and left.
Although it was left, Bedyville (and Elaine)'s room was not far from their hotel room in Paramitis. After a few laps and a few steps, the werewolf youth immediately returned to their room. Inside. He knew that Elaine had been lying in the medical room of the Great Britain battleship Paramitis. He would not come back to sleep in this room tonight, so he pulled the door latch after entering the room.
Bedieville also wanted to take a bath and sit down and relax. I didn't expect him to step into the room, and the doorbell immediately rang again.
"What the -" Biddyville thought that Professor Paul had something to look for, so he turned back slightly to the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a group of Great Britain knights in front of the door, carrying a coffin-like thing, looking forward to watching Bediville.
"Hey, what?"
"Is Mr. Bedieville?" The knight who took the lead asked: "There is something for the Knights to send to you."
Bedieville frowned. The coffin-like thing is wrapped very well, and the light does not know what is inside from a package. But this group of British Knights are dressed in formal knight costumes, and are not like counterfeit goods. A group of Great Britain will not always send a bomb.
"Who ordered you to send this over?" So the werewolf asked again.
"It is the command of His Majesty King Arthur himself." The knight who took the lead replied.
"Is it..." Biddiville slammed his head: "Well, thank you."
Arthur said that he would reward Bediville in the end, but the werewolf simply did not know what the reward would be, and when it would be sent. I really didn't think Arthur's action would be so fast. Bediville just came back to the hotel and the reward was delivered.
After the group of knights left, Bedyville alone dragged the coffin-like huge package into the room. Fortunately, this thing does not look heavy, and one can still move easily. The werewolf youth couldn’t wait to unpack the parcels.
Isn't this the special "bed" in the Cabin of the Desert in the Golden Boat Shipyard?
There is nothing wrong with it. Look at the wonderful streamlined shape of this "bed", plus the dazzling golden shell on its surface. This is definitely the part that was removed from the desert boat. Arthur turned off the ship's artificial intelligence, and now it is estimated that the treasure ship buried deep in the yellow sand will be dismantled for research purposes.
Bedyville looked at this strange big bed with his head.
The usage of this thing seems to be... The person is lying on it, and there will be an air gel that will wrap the user inside. Then, that air gel will replace the function of the quilt, giving people a comfortable night's sleep. The air gel bed is both breathable and warm, and it's a wonderful sleep experience.
However, this bed seems to need electricity to drive it? Is it really useful to remove it?
Bediville then glanced again, and there was indeed a wire on the bedside, and even a transformer was attached to the wire. It is obvious who has modified the original power supply system of this bed and converted its input power into a format common to modern electrical plugs. In such a short period of time, removed the parts from the ancient man's spacecraft and modified them to the point where they can be used. If anyone really does this, the person must be a genius.
Anyway, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to try it. Bedyville looked around. Anyway, this room is sleeping alone tonight, there is nothing to be ashamed of -
Then Beddyville immediately took off the shower and took a shower. When he plugged in the power, he jumped to the seemingly high-tech bed. The power was turned on and the sense was that someone was lying on the bed, and the wonderful air gels immediately flowed out of the edge of the bed and began to wrap the body of Bediville.
"Oh--" The werewolf sighed for a long time, which feels like being in a paradise - even if it is not a paradise, it feels like a hot spring. Bedieville never likes to sleep naked, and wears at least a minimum of pants when sleeping. It’s still unaccustomed to sleep in the warm jelly just now.
Then he saw a small thing hanging from the bed. That was the spirit-sensing headband that Constantine had stuffed into Bedieville before. The guys in Great Britain really took the opportunity to send the headband to the bed. It is said that this thing can improve sleep, but it is actually a device for remote control of the artificial Holy Spirit. To stuff this stuff into Bedieville, it was actually to take Bediville to do the experiment.
However, the artificial Holy Spirit released from the head ring seems to have been hacked to death by the comet. The remote control effect of the head ring itself has long since disappeared, and the remaining features are really only to improve the sleep effect. Wearing it when you sleep, it seems that there will be no loss, and you can also lead a bounty from Constantine. So why not?
With this in mind, Bedieville took the quirky golden headband. I don't know if the air gel bed is too comfortable or affected by the headband. Betteville felt groggy within a few seconds and closed his eyes and fell asleep.