The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 136 Party A is Gentle, Kind and Lovely, You Still Make Him Reasonable?Do you want to meet all good things?
Yeka made a wrong decision, and the consequences of this wrong decision will continue to haunt her this week.

She asked Gwen, "Do you have any ideas for a makeover?"

It would be wrong to ask this question.

Shang Ruoyeka had worked in a design company for two years, so she would definitely know that what she said was wrong.

Anyone who is in the design industry would rather make three more proposals for the client to choose, and never ask the client to make one proposal for you.

Of course, she probably knew.

She knows the consequences.

But he was hazy for a while, and made a mistake in the flower field for a while.

Gwen seemed like a reasonable person.

He is very clean and well dressed, giving him nine points, seven points for basic points, but two points for his fat-free belly.

He smells good and his paws are nicely manicured. I give it ten points, which is Yeka's own hobby.

It is so rare to have savings, own income, and own business.

In Utopia's blind date market, there are not many people who can be so self-aware, not to mention that he can cook well, and clean up like Laura.If there are more boys like this, the girls will be unemployed.

How can such a person be a normal person?
But Yeka has never heard of a saying, "This Party A looks flawless, why don't you give you outrageous suggestions?"Why do you take all the benefits? '.

As soon as Gwen heard it, he immediately danced and put forward a lot of "the best" suggestions in his opinion.

"The shape of the mask is too big, please help me shrink it a bit, so that the battle will be more convenient... Don't wear it on your head or hang it on your body, I'm afraid it will fall..."

Yeka glanced at the size of the silver mask, thought for a while, and almost laughed out:

What a Suka, the mask itself has been compressed very thin, how about changing it?How to change it?I have to post money to go in and change it?

"For the effect, it needs to be stronger. High toughness is the best. For the load-bearing, you can see if it can be higher..."

Yeka really laughed:

Zhensuka is not a human being, let me reduce your weight and burden for you before, and let me increase your load-bearing and improve your toughness in the next sentence.

"Also help me change the source power effect of the relic. I don't want the ability to have a super long range as long as the materials and source power are sufficient. It is best to control the distance of about fifteen meters, and at the same time add mining spells. In the wilderness Don't want to bring mining tools."

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Gwen said a dozen bits and pieces.

After he finished speaking, the yawning Laura patted the thigh of Cursed Blade, who was already snoring, and Cursed Blade woke up, shook the squirrel's ears, and yawned: "Is it over?"

"It's probably over." Yeka rubbed her temples, took a long breath and then sighed.

"Can it be done?" Gwen looked at each other expectantly.

"No." Yeka said without hesitation, "It is necessary to strengthen the characteristics, change the characteristics, and reduce the weight while maintaining strength? What you are looking for should not be a source of power craftsman, but a person who can come to help you. A witch who modified her equipment."

Can't it be done?
Gwen thought so in her heart, and at the same time quietly recorded some information for the woman in front of her.

He didn't make such a big request for no reason, but subconsciously collected information as a spy.

After roughly knowing the scope of the other party's capabilities, and at the same time clearly distinguishing 'what the other party can do' and 'what the other party cannot do', plus some information, Gwen obtained some useful generalized information.

"However, I can't reduce your overall weight. I can change its individual weight." Yeka said, "Anyway, you should not be afraid of carrying weight... Don't argue, I have read some records and seen You are fighting with a person named Mihaila. You are about the same size as him. He can bear terrible loads, so you can too. Therefore, your request should be corrected to 'change the single weight of the equipment and reduce the action Possibility that time gets in the way'."

The information was lost... Gwen subconsciously glanced at Cursed Blade, and saw Squirrel Girl looking at the ceiling and whistling.

My thoughts drifted back to the day I just came back...

……

Cursed Blade said to himself: "Zoe, dear Zoe, I can help you build your reputation... just to reveal a little information about you and Mihaila..."

"I do not want."

Curse Blade smiled and blinked: "Don't refuse in such a hurry..."

"No." Gwen stared at her vigilantly, "I have enough fame and reputation as a mind flayer."

There was an insidious smile of "as expected" on the face of the curse blade, and the eyebrows were raised: "What if I say that it is to enhance your personal reputation? Recently, some source messengers have considered pulling you into the Witch Ruins to explore. You know , Mihaila is very popular in this environment, and you are no worse than him, but no one invites you to enter the middle-end life of this kind of origin messenger... This is because you don't have enough reputation, and not many people are willing to believe you."

"..."

"And Mihaila agrees to it?"

"Then I agree."

Cursed Blade went ahead and said: "Mihaila even asked me to take some photos for him. You know, a beautiful looking thing can make people pay enough."

...and then it was time for Gwen to bang the squirrel's skull.

……

Yeka knocked back Gwen's ideas one by one, and provided a brand new idea.

After determining the effect to be done.

She rubbed her temples with a bit of a headache: "The modification cost of this equipment depends on the introduction that you are Laura. I only charge you a very cheap price. But you need to collect these materials."

She drew up an insanely complex list of materials.

Gwen didn't understand this, and looked at Cursed Blade.

Curse Blade glanced and yawned:
"Sparkle should know where to get these things."

Huo Hua is the logistics officer in the team, what do you want to do?Just ask him directly.

Gwen kept her silver mask, as well as the blue-faced silver and various rare materials that had been determined to be in Yeka's place.

Then they slept soundly in each other's nest.

Woke up the next day, had breakfast, and waited to leave at noon - here you can only leave at noon and come in at night.

"The blue-faced silver you gave was a bit too much. Strictly speaking, it's one-sixth and two more." After eating, Ye Ka fiddled with the room for a while before returning a small bag of materials. gwen.Yuanli craftsmen spend at most four or five hours a day to cope with work, which is also the attitude of most Yuanli envoys towards work.

More time, she will use to provide her own knowledge.

"I see, you are too strict. If you are some low-level Yuanli craftsmen, you wish we could give you as many materials as possible?" Curse Blade joked.Her social skills are at the level of seeing as long as she has eyes, and within a day, she has already mixed well with this lady named Yeka.The two even agreed to have a drink together. Yeka also said last night that 'the curse blade is very sexy'.

Gwen wasn't sure if that was what she meant.

There are many words in Utopia that are used multiple times. For example, the words sexy and beautiful (hot) are interchangeable.

Laura and You Rong stroked their chins and smiled slightly, but Yeka was very serious, and the corners of her mouth didn't even curl up at all.

"That's why they're still in a class with very little taste and no strength."

She still smiled, a pale and malicious smile.

"How much money is taken, how much effort is given, and how much goods are given. Don't sell excess coolies, and don't be stingy with the efforts that should be given. Yuanli craftsmen need to keep these two sentences in mind, otherwise it will be difficult to make progress."

Curse Blade opened the book in his hand and took a look. The ancient witch's font on the book was very eye-catching, and it said "Hundred Kinds of Creature Tasting Story", with illustrations, it should be the emperor's uncle.

"That's true. Although the inferior source craftsmen have their own inferior points, the excellent source craftsmen also have similar virtues. I remember that there are similar mottos in the Secret Service, but we don't have to follow them completely. .”

"What is it?"

Hearing Yeka's question, Gwen also looked over curiously.

"No more points, less less." Curse Blade spread his hands, "In modern times, most secret agents will not abide by this commandment. We have various ways to pay a premium, but not more. If there are too many secret agents, it will be more difficult."

The power of the source force messenger comes from the heart.

To a certain extent, it is also "the heart that believes is your magic", so once you have doubts about your own principles, it is already a good thing to fall into madness.

Gwen thought that each association should have its own motto, and they all followed a law, a law that was firm to them.

Those cult members, those murderous bad breeds.

Do they really believe that their killings will create a new world, a cornerstone of peace?

He couldn't help thinking this way, seeing the curse blade who was counting the ore looking over, he showed a smile to signal, and then continued to think.

Think about the question just now.

The answer is 'yes'.

When Utopian people commit crimes, whether they call it hypocrisy or wild beasts, they will believe the stupid answers in their secret books.It's as if a certain man pinned his wish for world peace on the wishing machine.

In the final analysis, this is nothing more than a 'for your own good' action that is both self-interested and altruistic.

Time is up.

When it was time to lead to the outside world, Gwen was the first to go, and after going out, he saw the sky covered with snow.

"The air in Utopia is downright cold."

"This is the only car." Curseblade said.

"But it doesn't stop me from feeling cold."

Gwen didn't say the word she was most afraid of.His relationship with Curseblade doesn't get to the level of schoolboy nights sharing true and false 'my friend stories' together.

What if I, like those people, just blindly believe that the people I kill are evil?

Gwen looked at the palms wrapped in black yoga clothes, feeling her fingers soaked in blood.He made up his mind and came to the most offensive and daring conclusion: yes.They are all sinners, and my mission is not to redeem, but to bring about death.

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The Missing Man train was running smoothly on the outer tracks of the Old Countryman. The left side looked at the endless wilderness, and the right side looked at a piece of prosperous and industrially polluted brick buildings and chimneys emitting black smoke.Black smoke almost engulfed the cold.

Although Huo Hua is a short-haired Wilkie, he likes the cold very much. He can feel every cat hair on his tail whispering a pleasant smell, and even the cat lamps stretch out their paws happily to grab the tail , wandering curiously by the open window.

"Meow——————" A cat lamp that was too close was blown away by the cold wind, screamed, and disappeared by the window with a whoosh.

Immediately, the cat lanterns stood at attention, with their round and fluffy bellies, their cat eyes wide open, staring at the window.

On the one hand, it is thinking of 'making the cat scared', and on the other hand, it is 'making the cat curious'.

Huo Hua smothered a smile—don't worry, even if the cat lamp is blown out like this, it will return inexplicably within a day or two.

"spark!"

This screaming voice, comparable to that of the head soprano of the Night Flower Troupe, came from the rabbit mantle.

This beautiful catwoman is wrapped in a thick cloak that sparks can't even imagine sitting next to the stove. The white and tender feet protruding from the edge of the cloak are wrapped in her tail, or she is stepping on her own tail to warm her feet .The rabbit mantle-type Verge has this habit, I don't know if it is a gene or a habit?
Huo Hua smiled sweetly at her: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Can't you close the window of Nasuka! I'm freezing to death!"

This is how the manul treated the beautiful boy. Huo Hua remembered that even Mihaila, who was more beautiful than her, and Gwen, who had a unique temperament, could not make this woman speak softer.only……

"The cool air can clear the mind, especially if we're in a warm room."

The red-haired woman, a handsome Rong En woman who made Wilkie uncomfortable.

When the lady named Red Dog spoke, she saw the redness of the rabbit mantle's face, muttered, "There is no scientific basis!" ', but quiet down again.

It's not fair.He thought, if he could, he would also like to grow so tall, so strong, so... Ron.

The door opened suddenly, and a woman in a military coat who was more handsome than Red Dog walked in.

As soon as Curseblade came in, he asked, "Where's the spark?"

Am I so short that you can't see clearly?

Huo Hua held back her anger, raised her hand, and showed the sweetest smile:

"I'm here!"

He can understand that the status of logistics is not as good as that of combat.

"Very good, you can help Gwen later, he has something to do in a couple of days, hehe."

Cursed Blade spoke in a gloomy, rather evil-hearted way.

However, Sparks' attention suddenly shifted away from this bad woman, and from behind her, he found the beautiful-looking Gwen with soft black hair, blue eyes, and a graceful figure.

No one can deny that even among the envoys with frequent beauties, this is an exceptionally charming player.

and……

"Do you always ask for help like this?" Gwen frowned, this is definitely the best frown that Sparks has ever seen, and what is even more beautiful is what the other party said later, "You can't ask for help depending on whether others have time ? If you are not free, Spark, I can find someone else..."

"available"

Huo Hua didn't know why he said it so quickly.

He saw Curseblade raising his eyebrows, and Curseblade's slightly sly smile.

I pressed my chest and felt my heartbeat.

...If you don't agree, the Cursed Blade guy will definitely come up with all kinds of grandiose excuses and ask me to help, right?
…The affairs of the logistics personnel are not as important as the affairs of the main combat members, which is as it should be.

…Secret investigation pays attention to efficiency and pays attention to doing feasible things, and I am also doing feasible things.

Sparks flicked its tail, explaining his reaction with the code of secret investigation, but showed the most sincere smile so far, although not very sweet, but very happy smile:

"Brother Gwen, is there anything I can do for you? I'd be happy to serve you."

　Meow!
　　Happy Saturday!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)