Chapter 1703: Interlaced at the meeting (58)

Chapter 1703 Interlaced at the Intersection (58)
Seeing that Arthur ran, Bedieville could only sigh a long breath. This boat is his after all, and the mess here has to be cleaned up by him.
He was more worried about Elaine, fearing that the White Bears would tear down his boat. But the little devil in the bathroom is closer to Beddyville and easier to handle. He decided to go over it first.
When the bathroom door opened, the thin boy just slammed into the bathtub, and the huge waves smashed Bediville.
"What the -" The Werewolf youth erased the water on his face and yelled angrily: "What are you doing?! Want to flood the bathroom?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" The little devil may have just fallen to the head. After a while, he climbed up from the bathtub and coughed. He spit out the bath water that he drank, and said, "But, but! Those bugs want to lick my ass!"
Bedieville looked at the statues of several beetles next to him. Those small golems are holding soap, a cotton ball with a bath, a shower with a bathroom, and one that is not on hold. They also looked at Bediville, and these little devils seemed helpless.
"They are machinery, ordered to help you bathe, what are you afraid of?"
"I don't need them to help me wash! That's the worm! Nausea!" The teenager was half-body hiding in the water of the bathtub and protesting.
"That's good, wash it yourself, hurry." Biddyville said depressedly. "After handling the mess on your side, I have another mess that needs to be cleaned up and bothered."
"Hey - I washed it." The thin little devil lie.
I didn’t expect Eve to start to smash it: "The accumulation of dirt in the private sector is 40%, the bacterial infection rate is 56%, and the fungus is detected. The chance of recurrence of mites is 70%."
"Hey!" The little boy spit out his tongue.
"You can detect even this kind of thing?!" Biddyville also shocked: "Is there no privacy in this boat!? I used to take a shower here, it will not be secretly detected by you." ?!"
"It was Commander Bettiville who had told him to monitor his physical condition." Eve said without emotion: "Without the permission of the captain, the system does not provide detailed monitoring of the crew's health. "
"Forget it." Bettiville covered his face. He had a frustrated feeling of frustration. It was a feeling that he couldn’t get angry when he was angry: "Little devil, have you heard it? This aunt is monitoring you, you think Can you fool her mother? In short, if you don't wash your body, don't think about going out, understand?"
"Cut..." the thin little boy shouted.
"Let's wash him." Biddivil turned to the scarab gospel: "It doesn't matter if you bundle him up and forcibly clean it, all in all -"
"Oh! OK! I will wash it!" The little devil apparently did not want to be touched by the scarab gossip, and immediately compromised: "Soap for me!... Uncle Wolf also goes out from here! You are perverted!"
Bedyville really wants to hang this kid up and beat it.
five minutes later.
"Oh..." The boy came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel, and was a little embarrassed because he didn't change his clothes. He scratched his buttocks, seemingly because it was a little itchy.
"Is he really cleaned?" Biddyville frowned.
Eve immediately replied: "The accumulation of dirt in the private sector is 10%, the bacterial infection rate is 15%, and the fungus is detected. The probability of recurrence of mites is 20% - the cleanliness is temporarily within the allowable range. ""
"It's still dirty." Bettiville whited the little boy and glanced at it: "Forget it. Anyway, your little devil is used to it, and I don't expect you to get clean at once. Come slowly."
"Uncle Wolf, are you clean?" said the little devil.
"Noisy!" Biddeville glanced at the kid again. At this time, he suddenly remembered a bunch of questions: "Little devil, what is your name?"
The boy replied in English, which was not very fluent and had a strange pronunciation: "Grandpa originally called me Nate, but the uncle who was just said that Nate is not a good name, Nate is a mouse, so he called me Carter. "
"Kate?" Bettiville didn't quite understand, so he listened to Carter as Kate: "And what is [Grandma's Uncle], you don't know King Arthur?"
"Hey, whatever you want, Kate, it sounds good." The thin boy shouted.
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"What?"
"Nothing... Your uncle is your uncle, and the other uncles are called the uncle to do [陛下]."
"That is the honorific title -"
"What is the title?"
"Forget it..." Bedieville almost didn't get mad at the blood, too lazy to explain. This little devil's English is not very good, and lacks common sense. It is estimated that because of the long-term living in the sewer, the chance of contact with the outside world is originally small.
Bediville walked in the direction of the door and waved Kate to keep up: "How old are you?"
"I don't know wow." The little devil came naturally.
"do not know?"
"I have been wandering on the street since I was sensible. Later, Grandpa found me and said that I can train me and let me live a better life. Then I have been like this." The thin boy replied: "Street Of the children who are wandering, few can tell how big they are."
Wandering children? This kind of devil abandoned the baby from the beginning, was abandoned in the streets and lanes, survived with a little luck of his own, and the resilience of life itself. Without the cultivation of Juggernaut Joseph, Kate may now live a life that is not as good as wild dogs. South Africa is a country with extremely disparity between the rich and the poor. The brighter its light, the darker the darkness behind it. Thinking of this, Bedieville couldn’t help but feel awkward.
He looked at the little devil again. After the shower, Kate looked much cleaner, but still thin and scary, a bit like a walking beggar. And after washing the dirty things on his body, Kate's skin color is very white. It is a pathological white, it belongs to the kind of people who hide in the dark and live without seeing the sun all the year round.
From the appearance of this little devil, he should be at least eight years old? Long-term malnutrition can cause stunting, and if you assume this logic, the actual age of the devil may be larger than it seems. Based on this speculation, his actual age may be ten years old.
"Your grandfather said that he would give you a better life, but did he do it?" Biddyville shouted: "Why do you seem to be starving to death in my opinion?"
"It’s much better than the people in the slums. At least I can eat a meal every day." Kate said without a word: "And my practice has only just begun. There are still many things that my grandfather needs to teach me."
"Is it? Example--" Bedieville just wanted to ask, but he remembered what Arthur had said to him before, and immediately stopped his question. This little devil was given a spell. Now it is [can't ask, can't answer], and deliberately asking questions will only make him a headache, and then interrupt the conversation.
"Well?" Seeing the uncle's unspeakable words, Kate snorted with a sigh of his head.
"No, nothing. Don't care about me." Biddyville then opened the subject: "Let's get down to business. Just now King Arthur has entrusted you to my ship. During this time you must be This boat lives. Although it is temporary, I will tell you about the crew on board. Well, they are not crew members, they are a group of guys who have a meal, but these people will come in and out of this boat. You don't have to be too surprised when you see them."
"Oh." Kate answered absently.
"Let me think about it." Biddeville passed a closed warehouse from the corridor and waved: "In a warehouse like this, there is a mage old man doing various experiments. He is a madman, a pharmaceutical And people who study magic, you may hear various explosions when you pass by, and occasionally there may be bad smells coming out of the warehouse. This time you run away, you don't have to panic."
"Yeah." Kate snorted again, wondering if he really was listening.
"There is another warehouse," Biddeville continued. "There are various precision machining equipment placed by my friends. They are very expensive, don't run into it. What broke, you I can't afford it. My friend...is a leopard. He may occasionally move all kinds of equipment in and out of the boat. Don't mess with him."
"Oh, leopard!"
"There is another crew... Like you, it's a guy who is completely idle. And he's a lazy guy. Human, Egyptian." Biddyville tried to describe Lawrence, but he only discovered Lawrence at this time. The role of no sense of existence, the more you want to describe him, the more the wolf youth thinks the word is poor: "In short... it’s an uncle who is not trimming. If you see him lying in the crew lounge watching TV and Beer, don't worry about him."
"Okay," Kate replied.
"Then, there is a medical room in my boat. Occasionally, some orphan friends come over to borrow a medical room. Well, it's basically a stupid tiger and a kitten. Don't be scared when you meet them."
"Uncle Wolf, how are you a group of cats on your boat?" Kate smiled. "I also raised a cat, called Xiaohei. I am still quarantining the ship on the opposite side. After the quarantine is over, I can bring it over." Raise it?"
"You like it..." Biddyville said with a sigh of relief: "But since the cat is raised by you, you should take care of it, don't let it run around in my boat. If you let me I saw it in my boat and I cooked it."
"Oh! Okay. Uncle Wolf is terrible."
"Finally -" Bettiville walked to the warehouse that was converted into a large bathhouse: "This is a large bathhouse that has just been rebuilt. It is okay to come here to play with water. But don't come here in recent days, because there will be a head here. The stupid bear is infested, and he can't control the animal nature in his body. He will attack the person wildly. In fact, if you pass this bathhouse, it is best to leave as soon as possible. If you see a stupid white bear in the boat activities, It is also best to hide away - now, hiding behind me."
Kate really hid obediently. He is not stupid. He has already heard the strange noise in the big bathhouse, knowing that there is some kind of monster in the bathhouse. In this case, of course, it is safer to hide behind Bettyville, who can serve as a meat shield.