Guild Boss's Ambition

Sometimes, she is so reliable that it makes me feel inferior.

I spent three years trying to save it, but the old business of my ancestors was still stagnant; but she took only one week to turn the Stone House into one of the hottest topics on Adventurer Street!

I'm afraid I'll never be able to learn this ability to turn things around in my lifetime.

"Forget it. Anyway, let's just do what we can first, right?"

I tried to comfort myself with positive thinking, but I was still discouraged. Invisibly, I was still thinking about whether I had room for improvement. If Xiaolan alone helped me to revive the stone house, my father, grandfather and ancestors would not be happy about it, right? After all, the stone house was Ehard's stone house.

"But there is one thing that I still care about very much."

I looked at Xiaolan who was working hard from afar, and felt a little uneasy in my heart. Whether it was the restrictions in her brain or her recent relapse of amnesia, they were all potential dangers. Although Xiaolan repeatedly emphasized that she was unwilling to receive treatment, I still couldn't let go of this knot in my heart. At this moment, I would never allow anything to go wrong with her!

"Gushan, come here." I waved to the newcomer.

"President? Any instructions?" She walked over tremblingly and asked.

"How did you do the last time I asked you to do it?"

Last time, after I learned that Xiaolan had lost her memory again, I appointed Gu Shan to investigate something.

"Yes! This is the list I compiled, but I can't guarantee it's completely correct."

The list compiled by Gu Shan recorded Xiao Lan's movements on the day she lost her memory. Because everyone was very busy at that time, their impressions of Xiao Lan were very confusing. At the same time, some people said that Xiao Lan was distributing flyers, some said that Xiao Lan was eating in the lounge, and some even claimed ridiculously that Xiao Lan was serving dishes in the restaurant... Obviously, this information should not be trusted lightly.

However, one piece of information caught my attention.

"Did Xiaolan see Bai Ye that afternoon? Who said this?"

Gu Shan raised his hands timidly. "This is the information I provided myself. It's like this. I vaguely saw Xiao Lan and Miss Bai Ye walking into the back alley together that day. I guess they wanted to enter the store through the back door. However, it was really busy at that time, and I had only been working for a short time, so I didn't rule out the possibility that I recognized the wrong person."

white night……

Mind Magic...

Memory loss...

Connecting these threads together, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my body. If Miss Bai Ye is the murderer who erased Xiao Lan's memory, then Xiao Lan's current situation is probably very dangerous! Although I don't know what tricks this necromancer is playing, since she has used the method of erasing memory, she is probably planning something terrible!

"I hope this is just my arbitrary judgment..."

"Okay, Gushan, you can go back to work."

My face darkened, I waved my hand, and asked Gu Shan to retreat. At this time, I had no intention of calculating the accounts. In order to further confirm the actions of the necromancer Bai Ye, I went to the third floor and found Hai Lao.

Thanks to the appearance of Morning Star, Hai Lao, who had been idle for a long time, finally became a little busy. But he was only a little busy. Most of the new consumers just went to the bar to drink and have fun. It did not bring a decisive change to the task entrustment business. After waiting for about ten minutes, Hai Lao had finished the work at hand.

"Hey, my eldest daughter, why did you suddenly want to come to me?"

Seeing me coming, Hai Lao continued to stare at the photo album in his hand leisurely. Although I have long been accustomed to his vulgar character, I still couldn't help but frown secretly, and cut straight to the point, saying: "Help me sort out Miss Bai Ye's performance in the past month, I can be of use to you."

"Oh? You mean the information about the necromancer?" Hai Lao raised his eyebrows with interest and put down the photo album in his hand: "I advise you not to investigate her in depth. The less you know about the necromancer, the safer it is."

I snorted in dissatisfaction and said resolutely: "I know my limits on this level!"

"Okay, okay, Miss, you know your limits. I will just do as you say."

Hai Lao shrugged indifferently and reached out to open the task record book. Although he was usually idle, his work efficiency was not bad at all. In just a short while, he sorted out everything I wanted to know.

"Bai Ye used to complete two or more tasks per week on average, but starting a week ago, the number of tasks Bai Ye completed dropped significantly. If you are looking for some kind of change, this is probably that change."

a week ago?

Xiaolan also lost her memory a week ago...

"Could it be that she has temporarily stopped accepting missions in order to treat Xiaolan?"

"Or did something else happen?"

"Although the general direction does point to Bai Ye, the evidence is still a little insufficient..."

With a lot of doubts in my mind, I said goodbye to Hai Lao and went down to the first floor from the third floor. As the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. I decided to have another talk with Xiao Lan. It was nine o'clock in the evening, so she should be working in the bar. By the way, tonight happened to be the last day of the puzzle activity. After this night, Xiao Lan would be freed from this position.

Xiaolan said she had other ideas that she needed to complete in person.

She always has a lot of ideas, and they are all good ideas.

Perhaps she is the most suitable manager of the Stone House. She has the potential that I lack.

In the bar area on the first floor, Xiao Lan's small figure always flashes an invisible light. Even if she is just quietly writing on puzzle cards with her head down, and no matter how terrible her handwriting is, some people can't help but look at her. As long as I follow those people's gazes, I can easily find Xiao Lan's location.

She was chatting with a guest, and her smile was like the flowers on the country path, simple and elegant.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

A voice sounded in my ears. I glanced sideways and saw Xuan Xun, the Tree of Life.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it's mine and I won't give it to anyone else." I glanced at the blond boy and said lightly.

He put a small purse in my hand, which probably contained the remainder of the last repair fee. I just weighed it roughly and put it in my arms. After all, this half-dragon man has always been trustworthy.

After paying me back what he owed me, Xuan Xun smiled and gave me a warning: "Just because you don't want to let go doesn't mean that others can't snatch her away. After all, she is hers."

Xuan Xun's words pierced my heart.

Yes, Xiaolan is very outstanding and begins to shine in front of people. Anyone with eyes knows that she is a rare treasure. Beautiful things will always be appreciated by others, and some people even want to possess them!

"Don't think you're not a fool just because you speak in a profound way." I pretended not to care and teased.

The word "idiot" immediately crushed Xuan Xun's expression. He was petrified for a moment, and finally adjusted himself and fought back against me, the villain who attacked me personally: "Humph, you just keep pretending that nothing happened, but the Tree of Life is rumored that Helena seems to want to recruit your Miss Lan Nong. I just don't know how generous the conditions she can offer are."

"Well, I get it. You, the Tree of Life, are just rich and powerful. Well, I'll take my leave now──"

Although I was really scared by the fact that Helena wanted to recruit Xiaolan, I didn't waste time arguing with the idiot, because at this time a striking figure appeared in front of Xiaolan, a necromancer!

white night!

"They are talking. What are they talking about?"

With doubt in my mind, I sat down near them in a place where I could hear their conversation. When they noticed my presence, they greeted me. I responded politely, then took out my account book and pen and pretended to concentrate on my work.

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16. Send You a Flower (White Night)

(white night)

"Miss Lannon, how are you feeling lately?"

"Nothing special, it's still the same."

Behind the bar, Miss Lan Nong's figure was still delicate, lovely and defenseless.

Since the end of that treatment, I have simulated the steps of dissecting her in my mind hundreds of times. However, no matter how many simulations, it is not as good as an experiment. Now, I really want to open her skull to study how her memory restrictions work. In addition, I have various other curiosities that need her body to answer for me.

"No, I can't stand it anymore."

Because of the risk they put themselves in last time, both Blanny and Xuanxun have lowered their guard against me, and all my experimental equipment has been moved back to my room. All I have to do now is find a suitable opportunity to introduce this beautiful girl into my area, and then the experiment that I have been preparing for a long time can officially begin.

For safety reasons, I will leave this city as soon as I finish this experiment.

Of course, there is absolutely no way to thoroughly study the little girl's body in one night, so, if nothing unexpected happens, I will properly dismember her body and preserve it. Although it is far from achieving true immortality, I do have many ways to preserve corpses and souls.

"Ms. Lannon, today is the last day of your puzzle game, right?"

"Yes, Miss Bai Ye." She replied with a smile.

With a little sigh in my heart, I asked calmly: "Well, can you give me one more puzzle at the end?"

She gave me a welcoming smile and replied, "Sure, as long as you pay."

"Haha, I didn't realize you're such a stingy person──" I joked and paid the money.

"Who asked President Ehard to sit next to us──" she joked and took the money.

We both smiled knowingly, and I took a card from the one she handed me and handed it back to her.

She looked down at the cards, put on a serene smile, and whispered to me, "This is one of my favorite questions. It's not difficult. It doesn't require high-performance computing power. It just requires clear ideas. You can solve this problem in just a few minutes. In fact, I don't give you much time, so please listen to this question carefully—"

"All ears."

Miss Lannong hummed playfully, and with an expectant smile, prepared to announce the question aloud.

The atmosphere under the bar also changed suddenly. At this time, many scholars had noticed Miss Lannong's questions, so they came to the stone house every night, silently waiting for each puzzle. When they saw that Miss Lannong seemed to be about to announce the questions, they hurriedly took out paper and pen, ready to copy, everyone as if facing a great enemy.

After a pause, Miss Lannon explained: "This problem is called the Monty Hall problem, also known as the three-door problem."

"It is said that there was an adventurer named Monty Hall. One time, he accidentally got separated from his companions and lost his way while carrying out a commissioned mission. He was trapped in a cave. After wandering for a while, he faced a three-way intersection. Monty Hall had no idea which passage he should take to get out of the cave, but there was a dead ghost sitting next to the intersection."

"That ghost was once a lost person like Monty Hall..."

"It has been trapped in this cave since its death, and the time after death has allowed it to find a way out of the cave. However, its kindness has long been tortured by the long loneliness. When it sees Monty Hall, it is like seeing its past self. It wants him to escape, but also wants someone to accompany it after death..."

"So, it decided to leave Monty Hall's life and death to God, and proposed a game to Monty Hall!"

"The ghost told Monty Hall the truth that only one of the three passages could lead to survival, and the other two passages were dangerous and would lead to certain death. The ghost asked Monty Hall to choose one of the passages first. Then, the ghost would point out a dead end among the remaining two passages, and then it would no longer provide any assistance to Monty Hall."

"So, when the ghost pointed out the dead end, which road should Monty Hall take? Miss Bai Ye, please answer and explain the answer to this question. You have three minutes to think about it."

Thus ended Miss Lannon's questioning.

I frowned and asked my own question: "Wait, I have a question, can the ghost in the story lie?"

Miss Lannong was stunned and smiled apologetically.

"Indeed, there are some loopholes in my statement. Please allow me to add a little to this topic. First of all, the information provided by the ghost to Monty Hall is absolutely correct. Secondly, the ghost will only tell Monty Hall a dead end. If the passage chosen by Monty Hall is a way out, the ghost will randomly point out a dead end from the other two passages."

"Okay, I understand. Please start the timer."

I nodded to Miss Lannon and began to think about this question.

First of all, in this problem, the ghost will definitely point out a dead end to Monty Hall. In other words, Monty Hall must make a choice between a door of life and a door of death in the end. If this is the case...

"Then no matter which path he chooses, his chance of survival is only 1 in 20, right? I say, is Miss Lan Nong deliberately going easy on this ghost woman? I heard that they are from the same guild." Soon, someone whispered in the audience.

I couldn't help but shake my head at his poor IQ, and then continued to calm down and think carefully.

"One and a half minutes left."

Miss Lannon always likes to use this trick to harass the contestants.

"Only thirty seconds left."

My calculations continued without any effect from her.

"Only fifteen seconds left..." She deliberately gave me a victorious smile.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two..."

Calculated!

I interrupted the little poster girl's countdown and replied with a confident smile: "The answer is always to go to the second passage."

Miss Lannong raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, but did not appear to be very surprised, because the most important part of this question is the explanation. It is not difficult to make the right choice, but the difficult part is often the rational action.

"Why?" she asked expectantly.

I sorted out my thoughts and explained: "Monty Hall has a one-third chance of choosing the right path at the beginning, and he also has a two-thirds chance of choosing the path that leads to death...

"And assuming that he always adopts my strategy, then if he chooses the right channel at the beginning, then if he changes his choice, he will definitely end up on the path of death. On the contrary, if he chooses the channel of death at the beginning, then if he changes his choice, he will definitely end up on the path of survival. In other words..."

I glanced around the bar and concluded in a sarcastic tone.

"Using my strategy, he will have a two-thirds chance of survival."

I was sure that my answer was correct, and the surprised expression on the little poster girl's face also confirmed my confidence. She rang the bell clearly for me and praised loudly: "Although it is not the answer I expected, your explanation of this question is reasonable and complete enough. Since you answered the question correctly, all the gold coins in this box belong to you!"

I only glanced at the transparent bonus box, and my gaze quickly returned to Miss Lan Nong. Although more than 300 Alliance gold coins are a huge research fund, the Miss Lan Nong in front of me is the real treasure. Every hair and every drop of her blood contains infinite possibilities. In my eyes, her body is almost more precious than an entire country.

So, I gave her a flower, a dream blue flower.

"Thank you for your gold coins. This flower is my return gift."

She took the flower from me and looked at this strange thing from a distance like a little animal, with instinctive vigilance and rational questions: "What kind of flower is this? It looks really special."

I smiled and replied, "It's called Dream Narcissus, and its scent has always been my favorite."

So, she let down her guard, lowered her head and got close to the pistil, sniffing it gently for half a breath. Only half a breath was needed, and that was enough for her to smell its scent clearly and inhale enough pollen...

"It has a sweet taste." She nodded and smiled sweetly.

"As long as you like it, then I will take my leave first."

I didn't look at her innocent smile for long, nor did I linger on her trusting eyes. I just took the gold coins I won and got up and left the bar area. Somehow, I always felt vaguely uneasy, as if I had missed something.