Terra's Magnetic Field

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"Are you hungry? Do you want me to go to the fast food restaurant on the roadside and get some food?" asked the Archangel again.

"I want the Colonel's chicken nuggets and the Whopper." Lappland patted the Angel's butt.

"They're not the same brand, are they? The Colonel's Chicken Nuggets are from Kentucky..." Exiah remembered that Sora had endorsed Kentucky before, "The Royal Burger is from Burger King, and this is thousands of meters away from Burger King..."

"Can't you fly over there?" Lappland patted the Archangel's butt again and smiled evilly.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. There are only Kentucky and McDonald's nearby. You can only choose from the menus of these two." Angel was unhappy.

"Then I want Milkshake Brother and Burger Thief."

The two Laplanders mentioned are the signature mascots of the Golden Arches. They were popular more than ten years ago, but they have been quiet recently. This is because the Golden Arches changed its strategic goals and no longer focused on expanding the children's market...

"This is a fucking mascot! It's not food!" Angelus shouted at her. Lapland smiled and pinched her slightly red cheeks, and said in a flirtatious tone with a lover:

"Darling, don't be angry. I was just joking." Her Syracuse accent sounded really annoying at this point.

"Lapland, stop teasing Exia!" Texas looked at Lapland through the rearview mirror.

"Okay..." Laplande shrugged helplessly and ordered a Coke and a hamburger. The Coke had to be delicious, she would never drink Pepsi. She also wanted ice in her Coke, chewing ice cubes was one of her great pleasures while eating, it could exercise her teeth.

(Lagou: Don't blame Zaro too much, after all, he is just an amateur dog)

After Laplande finished her farce, everyone else asked for their own food. Texas didn't care, Sora ordered Kentucky Fried Chicken and Coke, and Croissant asked for nothing because he could only eat low-fat, high-protein food for breakfast.

After listening to her companion's needs, Angelica struggled to climb out of the car door from Laplander's side. She first turned sideways and climbed over Laplander's thighs, pushed the car door open with one hand, and then landed on her hands, like a female ghost in a horror movie. After struggling for a while, her legs finally landed steadily.

When Archangel Exorcist completely crawled out, Lappland reached out and slapped her butt again. This was the nth time!

When Angel of Power turned around to argue with this guy, Laplande had already closed the car door and sat in the car obediently, pretending to be serious. She also pinched her fingers to make a gesture to Angel of Power that no one knew what it meant, and said like an elegant gentleman:

"I hope you go and come back soon, my little beauty~ciao~"

Lappland blew a kiss to Angel. It was disgusting.

The Archangel had no choice but to turn around angrily and walk towards the roadside.

She looked across the street and saw several lines of people like her stuck in traffic, and she thought the fast food restaurants must have made a lot of money this morning.

But to get to the street over there, you have to cross the more than two-meter-high guardrail on the side of the road, jump down and climb up again.

The Angel of Power was a short man, so it was naturally more difficult for him to walk. The road was filled with the honking of horns and the shouting of people looking at each other through the windows. The traffic jam for too long made everyone irritated. The Angel of Power walked out of this atmosphere.

Lappland in the car saw the angel with an incandescent halo on her head, wearing a Penguin Logistics employee's sweatshirt and a down vest. She was staggering to the edge of the guardrail. It was not difficult to get to this point, but it was not easy for her to climb up the guardrail.

She climbed up with both hands and pulled her feet upward; her short body leaned slightly to the left, showing her effort, and her movements were as clumsy as a penguin.

(Aneng: I don’t fit in in this world full of big guys)

At this time, Lapland saw the back of the Angel, and her tears quickly flowed down, because she was holding back her laughter. Lapland quickly wiped away her tears, afraid that Texas would see it and afraid that others would see it...

(According to the timeline, at this time, Adao was playing Cosplay to infiltrate... Because there is a time difference between the two places, so when Ursus is at night, it is early morning in Rhodes Island)

"I can feel the restlessness in your heart. For a moment just now, you really wanted to kill that woman Lupo. Am I right?" Rafi appeared beside the Angel of Exorcism from nowhere and walked side by side with her.

"Shut up," Angelica didn't want to pay attention to her. She just wanted to buy all those messy things quickly and go back to the car.

"I just want to say that if killing others is your wish, I will help you realize it..." Rafi disappeared after saying this.

Current stress value of Angel: 25%

What happens when it reaches 100%?

(The Queen Mother: It doesn’t matter, I will run away)

That’s all for today.

Postscript: These guys also got along like this when Gui Qiao was working. Most of the people in Penguin Logistics are lesbians, so they only regarded Gui Qiao as a male best friend... and Gui Qiao was not interested in these guys.

Chapter 353 Collapse

"Have you watched the latest episode of Rick and Morty?"

"That Colombian cartoon?..."

"That's not called a cartoon! Don't use such a childish word to refer to this masterpiece!"

"Oh... OK, fine... I haven't watched the animation since the third season. Although I know it has been updated, it has become less and less interesting. You know, since the death of the producer of this film, this film has become less and less interesting, like diluted wine, it's mouth-watering."

"This sounds like rwb

y..."

"RWBY? Oh, that Dongguo animation?"

"What the hell is Toguk Animation! That's Columbia Animation! It's also a masterpiece! But it's getting more and more boring after the third season, with all kinds of self-righteous dark and cruel plots. It doesn't bring me the joy it did in the beginning. I just want to see beautiful girls fighting. Is it that hard?"

"If you want to watch beautiful girls fighting, why don't you look out the window... Never mind... A masterpiece, a masterpiece... It feels like every cartoon you watch is a masterpiece, stop glaring at me... Okay, why did you mention Rick and Morty?"

"I watched the latest episode and it was so boring. You know, the kind where the lines and plots are so incomprehensible, and the characters that appear are all the ones I have no interest in. They even brought out the previous Leeroy, and the previous narrative train episode was already terrible. This whole latest episode seems to me to be a self-indulgent move by the writer, who brought in a bunch of unnecessary characters just to give a long, nonsensical speech at the end. It's really shit..."

"Oh... I see... This animation must not be to your liking."

"That's not it! Oh, sorry... I didn't mean to yell... It's not that it's not my style, but I just feel an indescribable awkwardness. In my opinion, this whole episode doesn't say anything at all. The plot is inexplicable and makes no sense."

"You don't understand what it means, do you? ... Hasn't this animation been quite incomprehensible from the beginning? Anyway, I don't care. I have no interest in animation or other entertainment works. Isn't this kind of thing similar to Casimir's Knight Tournament? I used to follow the Glory Knight for a while... What I mean is that these are just nipple entertainment. Don't be too demanding of the plot for an entertainment. If you find it boring, there must be others who find it interesting. It was not created just to satisfy you."

"Fouuk Rhine Life!"

"Why do you want to insult Rhine Life for no reason?"

"Rhine Life is simply a killer of entertainment works. No matter how interesting any work was before, once it is acquired by Rhine Life, it will become homogenized and boring. For example, their superhero works are getting more and more boring. Recently, they are all rehashing old stories and selling sentiments. They resurrect old heroes who died gloriously in the past for all kinds of nonsense reasons and then whip their corpses. Many good screenwriters of Rick and Morty have been poached by them to write those boring things."

"It sounds like Thor Industries' operation. Most of the top companies are like this... Thor Industries previously acquired Bluebird and has been laying off employees like crazy recently. They also like to invest in some weird movies, like the ones in 2016. She obviously lost a lot of money on every work, but she has her own top-notch studio? I don't know what the president of Thor Industries thinks..."

(Sister Nian: Do you have any doubts about my decision?)

"Maybe there's some hidden rules? It's said that she particularly liked to recruit actresses from the drama crew. She never looked at their acting skills but only their looks when choosing actresses. Her sexual harassment and cheating are no longer news in the entertainment industry."

"These are the dirty big shots... I don't really want to talk about this topic, because there's no end to it. Those big shots are not playing the same game as us. They can rely on their resources, identities, and status to do things we dare not even think about. They can easily get beautiful women, luxury watches, and supercars. It's as if this land was born for them."

"Maybe it's true..."

"It's so noisy. The horns outside have been honking non-stop since early in the morning. Do those stupid drivers think that the traffic will speed up if they keep honking their horns?"

"The Glass Gang blew up the bridge last night. I guess it'll be like this for weeks."

"That's right... Let's go after we finish our burgers... Wow! That's Exia! She's coming towards us. I didn't expect to see a high-level elite operator alive."

"She looks a little unhappy? She looks quite different in person and in the photo...her face is more angular. I guess the publicity department deliberately photoshopped her image to be softer. She actually looks more heroic and somewhat androgynous..."

"But her beauty is still beyond the reach of people like us. Do you think she has a crush on someone around her? I heard that she is having an affair with Texas."

"That's probably yuri marketing, right? It's hard to imagine who the Angel of Exia would like."

"I also want to do it with her..."

Two passers-by sitting at the door of the fast food restaurant watched the Archangel pass through the door.

In reality, she didn't look as pretty as in the promotional photos. Her bangs were stuck to her forehead after being squeezed in the cramped and hot carriage for a long time. She also had a strong smell of sweat on her body and looked listless. The bulky down vest covered her body curves, making her look like everyone else from a distance.

Angel walked to the counter of the fast food restaurant and said to the clerk standing inside:

"Give me a energizing breakfast first," she said, not wanting to think about how to match the meal, so she just ordered a set meal and said:

"Two more burgers of anything, three Coca-Cola on the rocks, a bucket of hometown fried chicken..."

"Sure..." The clerk smiled his signature business smile and tilted his head slightly, "But the Vitality Breakfast is sold out. The breakfast will end at 10 o'clock. You can order lunch..."

"Ah?" Angel was a little impatient. The long traffic jams and queues had almost worn out her patience.

In the past, she would have smiled and said to the clerk, "Forget it, I'll look at something else." But today, she said:

"No...I just want an energy breakfast."

She looked up at the combination plan for the energetic breakfast, and then at the pile of

"You obviously still have some raw materials. You can definitely prepare another set for me."

Angel of Power took out his phone to check the time again. "It's only ten o'clock now. It must not have been ten o'clock when I was talking just now. I ordered this meal at about nine fifty. You should give it to me."

When Angel spoke this time, she was not as lively and pleasant as when she was shooting a promotional video or delivering packages. Her tone was firm, as if she was giving an order.

"Who said that?" the clerk asked, "This set meal is limited. It's no use for you to embarrass me..."

"The Lord said," the Angel of Power answered her, "The Lord told us that the Sakota people should help each other. You are also a Sakota, why don't you help your compatriots here?"

The Angel stared at the halo above the clerk's head. Her focused gaze made the other person feel awkward and indescribably strange.

The Angel of Power asked again:

"Who's in charge here? Please help me get him to come out and talk."

"………………" The clerk was stunned when he heard Angelica speak like this. Fear, confusion, and disgust flashed in the eyes of this beautiful Sakota girl, and Angelica could capture these emotions.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the waiter shouted to the kitchen in the back:

"Kro, please come out, there is a guest who wants to see you..."

"Who?..." A black-haired Liberian man walked out of the kitchen's roller door, smelling of fried food and speaking with an old Victorian accent.

Clo glanced at Exia outside the counter. He obviously recognized this woman. High-level elite operators were the top in Rhodes Island.

"Ah... can?" Cloe's mind was confused for a moment. He couldn't understand why the Angel of Existence appeared here. Shouldn't someone of her status drink coffee and eat freshly baked toast in her own apartment? Why did she make things difficult for him, a small fast food restaurant manager?

"I'm sorry, it's already ten o'clock, and our restaurant has stopped serving breakfast. This is a rule, and violators will be fined. Now the fast food restaurant's top management asks employees to report each other, so I can't make any concessions for you..."

"Whose rule is that?" asked the Archangel expressionlessly.

"Whose... Of course it's the one above. Can't you just order some lunch and sit there and eat it happily? This would be better for everyone..." Chloe felt that the Angel of Death looked weird today. She looked awkward when she didn't smile, and her speech was a bit neurotic...

"Kro, I know you have stopped supplying. Just now..." Angelus looked at the card on the clerk's chest, "Murat has already told me. Damn it, why should I call you by your names? I don't even know you... I have called my boss Boss for many years, but when I came here today, I was surrounded by strangers..."

The Angel looked around at the passers-by who were eating. Some of them noticed her gaze and looked back. Most of them were Sarkaz. There were a lot of Sarkaz in Rhodes Island.

"I'm calling you Clo and Murat this time, as if we were at a social gathering, but I don't want to get to know you. Clo, I just want to order a damn energetic breakfast! Oh... huh..." Angel of Power said a lot of words in one breath and took a deep breath. The people behind her were obviously getting impatient. I don't know who started it:

"There's a queue behind you! If you don't want to order, move aside!"

"Hurry up, damn lightbulb lady! You guys are as slow in ordering as you are in praying!"

"Who is this guy? He's talking nonsense..."

"It seems familiar, but I can't remember it."

"Who cares who she is? Hey! Get out of the way!"

The people behind the Angel of Energy also experienced a long traffic jam and their patience was completely worn out.

Angel Pressure Value: 34%

But the Angel of Energy didn't take these people seriously at all. She bent down in front of them, with her upper body pressed against the counter, and looked at Clo and said:

"Chloe, you haven't heard the saying that the customer is God, right? If God asked for a energizing breakfast right in front of you, would you say "no"?"

"I'm sorry, I'm an atheist. My grandfather said that there is no god in this world that is worthy of our worship and dedication."

"Oh, I see..." The Archangel sighed, "People who don't believe in God will go to hell after they die. Does that mean it doesn't matter?"

"Aneng, I've already said that I don't believe in God, and I certainly don't believe in this bullshit hell. Those are all made up by religious people to scare people. You can only order food from the lunch menu. There are a lot of people waiting in the back, and I can't just serve you. You just said that the customer is God. Are you the only God, and not others? Don't be too selfish as a God!"

"Haha..." Angel laughed twice with a cold face. She took a step forward and almost reached the other side of the counter. She stared into Clo's eyes and said word by word:

"Chloe, I repeat, God wants a fucking energetic breakfast, not lunch. I'm not asking you, this is an order!"

Clo's face twitched a few times. He suppressed his anger and forced a smile to see the guest off.

"I'm sorry, Aneng, I'm afraid I can only ask you to leave here."

"Hahaha... you're really humorous," Exia climbed up from the counter, her face still expressionless. I wonder if the publicity department found her unsmiling look creepy, so they gave her an optimistic persona, hoping that a smile would cover up her weird trait.

The Angel unzipped the down vest and reached inside the vest, "You really shouldn't have disobeyed me... This will kill a lot of people!"

After that, she pulled out a folding submachine gun from the inside of her vest! ! That gun was actually the Victor dagger she often used.

!

"Fock! She got a gun! *Victoria swears*!!" When Cloe saw Archangel taking out a gun, he instinctively bent down and pulled the clerk next to him to hide under the counter.

Murat's terrified shouts also made the atmosphere in the store extremely tense.

The feeling of panic spread among the people in the restaurant along with the shouting, and the place was in an uproar in a few seconds.

The guests near the door dropped their burgers and fries on the table and ran away. Those who were close to the Archangel tried to hide backwards, fearing that this guy would notice them.