Chapter 111: .Black Snake and Red Lion

Caro Workshop is probably the only place in Rock City that has not been affected by the strong festive atmosphere.
Oh, that may not be accurate. Because the convention is approaching, the mercenaries who want to make a splash in it have used various relationships to order, strengthen or repair their favorite magic devices through the Sailai Workshop. The backlog of orders put the entire workshop in a state of overload, and Gloria, the owner and chief engineer, naturally couldn't escape the heavy business overtime.
But fortunately, she at least has a way to choose those tasks that interest herself a little.
Chaoyang has just risen to the city wall, and the dust-free workshop on the second basement of the workshop has been lit up all night. The large and small steel-framed glass houses divide this 2,000-square-meter manufacturing space into independent studios, which are clean and tidy, with excellent lighting and poor sound insulation. Fortunately, compared to the large assembly workshops on the ground, most of the instruments made here are precision instruments, and there is not much noise.
The innermost part of the workshop left about a hundred square meters as an exclusive work area for the young lady. At this moment, there is a mechanical device that looks like a heavy armor. Gloria’s petite figure is hidden in the armor that is nearly two meters high. No one can be seen, only the slight transmission from time to time. Welding sound.
Most of the other studios around have a few people working together to help, but here is empty and no assistant is seen, only a thin figure wearing a black bachelor's robe with a red edge stands in the glass door. The man looked less than thirty, his face was as white as snow, but his hair was as black as ink, and he was slightly curled up on his shoulders. He squinted his slender eyes, pursed his thin purple lips, and stood motionless with the hard cover book in his hands. He had a gloomy expression on his face, almost like an unreceived sufferer.
He seemed to be the only idler left in this huge workshop, but he was not embarrassed, he just stood still, until the figure of the girl with the protective mask appeared from the armor, and then lifted his right hand and glanced at the watch like lightning. , A taunting arc was pulled out from the corner of his mouth: "1 hour, 22 minutes, and 6 seconds...Even if you subtract the 5 minutes and 27 seconds of your'eating' halfway, it will not reach the minimum standard of our assembly workshop."
"Hey, you're enough! I'm not your employee, so it's not your turn to point fingers!" Gloria pulled on the mask casually and rolled her eyes at him unceremoniously.
Since returning to Rock City last week, she has been entangled by this nasty ghost named Leodor Turing. Although the two are not familiar with each other, they have met several times, not to mention that they are all nominal colleagues of the Academy of Sciences, and they are somewhat affectionate. She was still thinking about discussing alchemy techniques with others. Who knew that this guy put on a stinky face as soon as he entered the workshop, seeing what was wrong, seeing everyone was unhappy, and she really wanted to kick people out.
It's a pity that this annoying ghost has a lot of background. Not only is it one of the few director-level researchers of the Academy of Sciences, but also the special appointment of the Presbyterian House to prepare for the mercenary meeting in Rock City. Because of reason and reason, she couldn't even tear her face face to face with people. She could only stop hearing her with one ear and one right. Anyway, waiting for the conference to be over in a few days, this guy must get out!
She didn't bother to pay attention to the bastard, and was about to leave with her mask angrily. The other party really started to talk again: "I'm just explaining the facts. Vera, you also know that time efficiency is for the alchemist. How important it is... The time I really wasted for you is a pity."
Cut, as if she’s not wasting time right now... She secretly slandered, she didn’t want to speak at all, and was about to bypass the guy and walk outside, unexpectedly Leodore suddenly raised her arm to block her in the room. : "Vera, I have been observing you these days, and there is an urgent impulse in my heart, I must speak frankly with you..."
"Wh...what?" The girl stared at the purple eyes that suddenly appeared strangely hot, and subconsciously took two steps back.
"I have to admit, I admire you very much. You and I didn't have a chance to meet before, so this time, I think it's fate that brings us together..."
"...What are you talking about!" Her face was embarrassed when she heard such ambiguous words, she pulled her mouth and took two steps back, as if she was afraid of standing with that guy.
"I mean..." Leodore's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help but drew closer. "The two of us... can cooperate completely."
"He...cooperate?" Gloria was taken aback, but finally she was relieved, and she turned her lips and refused uninterestedly, "Well, I'm tired of my work here, no matter how busy you are. But come!"
"Vera, as long as we cooperate, you won't have to be so busy anymore." He saw the girl bypassing him and wanted to leave, and turned around to keep it. "Think about it, using the flow process division method I have mastered. Coupled with your genius design, our works can conquer the entire world!"
His voice became louder and louder, trying to use his fanatical passion to infect the other person, but the girl only paused for a while, turned around calmly after a moment of silence, and retorted with a proud smile: "Forget it, I don't want to be like you in the end. , The skills have been abandoned all day long, and now you can’t even assemble an ordinary fine-grained magic board."
She never wanted to look at that unpleasant face anymore. She raised her head and strode towards the exit like a female warrior, but did not see the man behind her regaining his original gloomy complexion in silence. Grasping the hard cover book, squinting thoughtfully.
As soon as Gloria stepped out of the door of the dust-free workshop, she put the protective mask in her hand into the multi-layer storage box next to her, speeding up her pace and walking towards the elevator. She has been busy all night, and she is already too tired. At this moment, she just wants to hide in the bubble bath in the room and get a good night's sleep. But who knows, it happens that the more tired people are, the more they need to come to the door.
She turned the corridor, and saw a white-robed researcher running out of the elevator from a distance, shouting at her profusely: "Miss, there are people outside! This time they said nothing, you see How to do?"
When the girl was in a bad mood, she became even more angry when she heard these words: "What should I do? I didn't invite it!" She stared at the panicked subordinate with wide eyes, knowing that she could not provoke her anger. After sulking his red cheeks for a while, he pretended to be calm and told them: "Go and tell them that the cat has been driven away by this lady. Anyone who catches him can beat him up in the future. Tell us Carlo Nothing."
"Uh, but, Miss..." The researcher wiped his sweat and did not dare to leave, thinking about the delicious and delicious young man upstairs. Just about to ask, the girl stared at him again: " But what!? Just say that! By the way, tell them that if you dare to interrupt this lady's rest so early in the future, you must charge them a'consultation fee'! One gold coin per person, no one wants to go wrong!
"Uh...Yes, yes!" Seeing that she became more angry, the researcher didn't dare to say anything, carrying a robe and wiping sweat, as the wind went back to the elevator.
Gloria didn't go with him, and crossed her hands to block the weather for a long time. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was a big loss to bring the cat back. She originally had a small calculation, and only wanted to keep the chubby mutant big gerbil-Papa. She didn't expect that the dead boy Koni went crazy when he first came to Rock City. Even Papa was taken by him!
The girl thought and thought, feeling that she couldn't swallow it, so she ran into the elevator and went straight to the basement floor. She trot along the neat and bright metal aisle until she reached the iron door on the east side that looked like a cargo warehouse, without knocking, and after a few breaths, she yanked to the side.
The room was dark, and only two pairs of big shiny eyes turned around in an instant following her surprise attack, blinking, and the water was innocent.
The girl had long been immune to their pitiful tactics, snorted, and flicked to the door to turn on the light switch. The room was bright as daylight in the blink of an eye. This warehouse is like a paradise specially prepared for gerbils. The space of more than ten meters high is full of large and small soil caves. There is even a small desert in the center for him to dig and fill. For Yu square meters, in comparison, the bed and cabinet placed on the inner wall next to the door look extremely shabby.
Two figures, one large and one small, were squatting on the flat masonry in front of the gate. The big one is covered with fluffy and fat head and round ears, the small one is wearing a linen cloak, and a pair of cat ears keep turning around behind his head. The height difference between the two is almost half, but they both opened their eyes round and stared at the girl. The pupils contracted because the light was so bright, and the mouth was still bulging. I don't know what was stuffed-this is the inseparable part of the cat boy Koni and him. Companion Giant Rat Papa.
"Rapid cat! You went out to steal something again!" Gloria was angry when she saw his stupid appearance, and she frowned and yelled.
The boy cat didn't rush when he saw her coming. He chewed a few bites and swallowed what was in his mouth, then rolled his eyes and said, "Nothing, nothing." He seemed to be afraid of the other person. Believe it or not, he deliberately raised his fingers and pulled his big mouth to show her.
The girl swept his eyes coldly. With the powerful vision that she had trained in controlling precision instruments for many years, she found the tiny few remaining scales effortlessly, and she stepped forward and tugged at his ears and cursed: "You don't want to learn! You get into trouble again! , Wait until Grey Eagle comes back to see how he cleans you up!"
She hummed and let go of the cat's ears, no matter how the youngster grinned and grimaced at her, she turned to the gerbil and chopped her feet vigorously: "Papa! Get out of your mouth!"
The giant mouse stared at the girl with round eyes, then turned his head and looked at the cat boy. The bulging bun's face moved a few times and seemed a little hesitant. The female alchemist immediately curled her eyebrows and shouted: "If you are as disobedient as him, don't Want to eat sweet potatoes again!"
When Papa heard that his favorite dessert was almost gone, there was no heart to help his companions to cover up, and he was busy squeezing his paws, and spit out a large mess of dried fish slices from his cheek pouch. He felt much more relaxed and trembling. Shaking his beard, he turned his head and went into the big cave.
Having caught the evidence of the crime, Leah seemed even more confident. She glanced at the young man who dropped her ears in a frustrated manner, and didn't open her mouth to reprimand. She only clicked on the metal plate control button panel by the door. After a few clear sounds, he immediately turned into a half-person high-round-headed cleaning puppet from the outside, quickly filled the pile of strangely smelling "food" into the trash can behind him, and happily rotated the crawler. Got out.
"Huh!" Then she slowed down, turned her head up like a winner, and continued to walk towards her room with strides. Only Kony squatted pitifully back to the place where the food disappeared, sniffing and sniffing, and lamenting for the little fish that didn't enter his mouth.
Gloria felt better after teaching the mischievous cat boy, humming a little tune, and returned to her sunny little room on the second floor. She just took a bath and heard the doorway. There were several knocks: "Miss, there are guests looking for you downstairs."
"No, tell him to come again in the afternoon." She wrapped her long bath towel and flicked her hair. She replied lazily, and then she drew the curtains and leaned against the soft mattress, ready to rest.
Just when he and she were cultivating sleepiness in a daze, a few knocks came from her ears, which made her wake up from a start and angrily shouted, "Didn't you tell me? Don't come to bother me!"
The person outside the door paused for a few seconds before whispering back: "It's me."
This unfamiliar but extremely profound tone made the girl agitated and sat up from the bed. Why is he here! ? She was obviously surprised by the appearance of the people outside the door, and hurriedly replied "Please wait", hurriedly put on clothes, and sat in front of the window to dress up and dress up-this is a super gold master who ranks high in the whole continent, she Must not lose decency.
She opened the curtains and hurriedly her braids, rubbed her cheeks a few times to refresh herself, and stroked the short nightdress adorned with small flowers, opened the door and greeted with a smile: "When did you come? It's rare to meet you." Yeah!"
Standing outside the door was Yun Xuan dressed in white. He still held the mahogany pipe in his mouth and looked up at the girl in front of him who was slightly tired in her pajamas. He suddenly felt that he had come at the wrong time. But he didn't care much, he reached out his hand to take off the pipe and smiled as usual: "Come around in Rock City, by the way, I'm asking you about someone..."
Going out of Carlo Workshop and heading north is full of mountains. On the highest mountain in the northeast corner stands a simple ring-shaped castle, covering an area of ​​about ten acres. The whole body is made of square brick bluestone and covered with red-painted high and low iron towers. The guard is tightly guarded and inaccessible. This is the place where Lord Salerno Duran, the de facto ruler of Rock City, retreats from the world.
The sun was shining in the large study room on the fourth floor of the inner circle of the castle, and the Admiral stood in front of the rectangular iron wooden table, staring at the huge sand table in front of him. He is just sixty to sixty this year, his temples have turned white, he wears the iron-gray armed light armor commonly seen in mercenaries, his dark red hair is pierced to his shoulders, and his thick, frowning eyebrows are matched with his round amber His eyes really looked like a mighty lion.
Placed in front of him is the panoramic view of the ruins of the Arcadina Fortress based on the information obtained from several exploration missions. Different colors of sand are used to distinguish the strength of the threat, and lifelike carvings are inserted at the main monster concentration points, which makes people clear at a glance.
Salerno pursed his mouth tightly, frowning, holding his hand on the lunar scimitar glowing red at his waist, his condensed eyes fixed only at the dark cave in the center of the sand table, pestering the golden light of this morning In silent contemplation.
A week ago, the S-level mission intelligence brought back by Miss Villa led him greatly. The mysterious man they called the "faceless man" seemed to be the leader of the dark swamp. According to them, although this monster has vast magical powers and can create and control monsters at will, it seems that he can't leave the swamp, and he is moody and mentally unstable. This made him puzzled, but he had some confidence in how to deal with it: Since the enemy can't leave, then he only needs to steadily advance the front until a circle is formed, and then slam up...
Three sudden knocks from outside the door interrupted his thoughts. He did not respond. He still looked at the sand table motionlessly, but the disturber unceremoniously opened the door directly, curling Tingting in.
The visitor was a female colonel officer in a uniform with a black background and a red skirt. She looks about thirty years old, with thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, wearing square gold-wire glasses, and her face is somewhat masculine. She pursed her mouth like the admiral, seeming to be unsmiling, but the light brown curly hair that hangs behind her back like a wave adds a lot of charm to her.
She stepped on her high heels and walked straight to Salerno, almost side by side with him, looking at the huge sand table, and reporting blankly: "The second squadron has captured another group of puppets who crossed the border... They used this place as Free storage base?"
The admiral heard her complaining with sarcasm, and his eyebrows didn't tremble. After a while, he silently replied, "Destroy it on the spot."
The female colonel couldn't help but cocked her lips because of his answer. She was obviously very happy, but she still ridiculed, "You are not afraid that they will settle accounts afterwards?"
"I hope they can come..." The admiral stroked the huge fire gem on the hilt of the knife, turned his head and looked at his deputy, finally showing a smile, "It's a pity, even if you hit everything outside the city Puppets, those old guys won't frown."
"That's true, it's a boring opponent." The female colonel lowered her head and pushed her glasses, hooked her mouth and turned and walked out the door.
"Sathya..." The admiral stopped her suddenly, reached out and took a sealed document bag from the desk and handed it over, "The reward for the S-level mission has been determined, you can arrange it."
The female colonel glanced back at the document, but did not reach out to accept it. Instead, she stared at his face with a weird expression and asked, "The Turner's...what are you going to do?"
Salerno noticed the thorn in her words, but did not answer, and silently compared the file bag forward. The female colonel had to reach out to take it, but she still reminded her uneasy: "She will know one day whose hands her father died. You can't raise a tiger."
"Barrett is a very respectable opponent." The admiral turned to stare at the sand table again, and his cello-like voice slowly echoed in the room. "If she knows the truth... it will also be deeply gratified."
Shatya looked at the tall and tall figure standing in the sun, as if he was stained by his magnanimous and firm belief, and she couldn't help but smile with appreciation. She glanced at the file bag in her hand again, flicked the fringe hanging to the side of her glasses at random, and walked towards the door with the same firm steps.