About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"I'm hoping you can help me contact Sora and the Emperor—Woooa!?"

Before Orson finished speaking, the Archangel, who was in holy angel mode a second ago, switched to overload mode at the speed of light and directly poured barrages of bullets at Orson.

"—you idiotic dwarf!"

100. Hunting Time (6K)

"Really... I shouldn't have expected anything from you."

In the Penguin Logistics office, Exia was still looking angry, with one hand on her waist and the other holding a Dagger submachine gun with smoke still emitting from the barrel.

"I'm really sorry, Exia... Come to think of it, what I just said really deserves a beating... I'm sorry!"

On the other side, opposite the Archangel, Orson, with a bruise on his head, honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistake with a very sincere attitude and an expression that said, "I will do whatever you say."

Lapland, with his hands in his pockets, leaned against the door and looked at the bizarre scene in front of him, which was like "the husband went out and drank too much, and came back to kneel on the washboard in front of his wife to admit his mistake", and shook his head.

In fact, until Orson was blasted out by the overloaded Angel, this guy didn't know why Angel suddenly got angry. He was still seriously thinking whether it was because "Angel's light tube had poor contact and short circuited", causing her to "Get out of the way, I pressed the wrong button!" and activate the overload mode.

In the end, Lagou couldn't bear it anymore and "slightly" pointed out Orson. The idiot then realized how much he deserved a beating for the way he spoke just now.

"Ha...never mind. Anyway, Orson, why did you suddenly want me to contact Sora and the boss?"

Exia stared at Orson for a while, then finally scratched his hair and sighed.

I had thought of more than a dozen ways to complain about this idiot, but when I really looked him in the eye, seeing his pitiful expression without any bad intentions, all the things that Archangel wanted to complain about automatically disappeared.

After all, Exiah was also very clear that Orson definitely did not intend to make herself angry in this way. It was more gratifying that Orson could realize that the way he had just asked for help was very annoying.

"Uh...actually, when I called Sora myself, it was Sora's agent who answered. She didn't seem to know I was also a member of Penguin Logistics. She seemed to think I was some overzealous fan, so she hung up and blacklisted me. As for the Emperor, I suddenly realized I don't have his contact information at all..."

Orson responded somewhat awkwardly.

"Well, speaking of which, if Sora is in the middle of idol activities, the call will indeed be transferred by the agent. But I remember Sora-chan's agent was a very easy-going lady. Why did she put you on the blacklist?"

"I'm not sure. I said, 'Please hold a concert for me,' but before I could give any details, they hung up and blocked me. Is there a big performance going on there?"

Orson rested his chin on his hand and analyzed the reason seriously, while the dog and the light bulb beside him widened their eyes at the same time.

Whenever Exia and Lappland thought that Orson's emotional intelligence was dull enough, this Chimera would always break the line with his own actions.

However, just when he was about to give up his fantasy about this guy, Orson would often act out his girlish/boyish side, like when he declared to Lagou and when he disguised himself as a nun and bewitched Exia so much that she almost lost control.

——Is this guy playing PUA?

This seemingly reasonable idea suddenly came to the minds of both of them at the same time for no reason.

"When you have free time in the future, you should sign up for a tutoring class to learn the art of speaking, Orson..."

In the end, Angel sighed and told Orson to sign up for a class when he had time.

"By the way, Orson, do I look like a smart lamp to you, the kind that can make phone calls?"

"...No, that's right, actually, Angel Exia, you also have a very important mission, and it's a mission that only you can accomplish, because you are the only one I can trust!"

Orson noticed that Angelica seemed to be still a little unhappy with his previous incredible operation, and hurriedly told her that she was not just playing the role of a shaker, but also had a very important mission in the plan.

"Eh? Really? You can only trust me with this mission... Since you've said that, I can agree to it reluctantly."

The simple-minded Archangel was a little angry after hearing Orson's words, but now he suddenly became elated.

"So, what is my mission? I'm sure I'll accomplish whatever it is, but let's get ready first."

Exia asked with her hands on her hips and chest puffed out, "Orson assigned me an important task and he has me in his heart."

"At the concert, as the atmosphere group and disco ball, woooo ...

"Hahahaha, I bought some thousand-layer puff pastry and put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it first, Aneng."

Orson was halfway through his words when Lappland suddenly rushed over, covered Orson's mouth and pulled him aside, and at the same time used snacks to attract the attention of Archangel.

"I've definitely been vomiting apple pie lately... No, Orson hasn't told me the mission yet."

Exiah did follow Lappland's lead and moved her gaze to the refrigerator, but this time she quickly came to her senses and brought the topic back.

"Such an important mission must be told to you in a more secure way later, right, little dog?"

Lappland poked Orson, and when he accidentally triggered the overload mode and was blasted out by Archangel, Lappland did the same action to himself, and by the way explained why Archangel suddenly exploded.

"...Well, I'll tell you the specific content of the mission later."

Although he had almost said it just now, at least Orson changed his mind at the last moment, otherwise he might even have triggered the [Overload March Destruction Winter Scar Mode] of the runaway Archangel.

"You're being ridiculous... Even if I'm just looking for fun, I still feel sorry for that girl with a shiny head... Anyway, tell me exactly what you're going to do."

Lappland whispered to Orson, then patted him on the shoulder and signaled with his eyes that if you say something wrong again, no one will be able to protect you. He can only change into a priest's clothes and say Amen to you.

"Well, I just mentioned my main purpose this time—I hope to ask Kong and the Emperor to hold a concert—and the address is set at the border of the Longmen slums."

"--!""ha……?"

Orson's words made Yigou Yitian's pupils shrink again, and both of them seemed to be incredulous about what the young man said.

"You're serious, Coyotes. You're planning on having a concert at a time like this, and in the ghetto?"

Lappland directly expressed his doubts, and the Archangel beside him nodded, wanting an answer.

"That's right. If possible, it would be tonight. I'm planning to hold a concert, and the bigger the better. I'd like to attract half of the people in Longmen."

Orson said he was not joking. In fact, the two of them knew very well that this guy almost never joked except when he was telling crosstalk.

"What are you going to do, Orson? Isn't this a very radical action?"

Exia rubbed his hair, still completely unaware of Orson's thoughts.

"Officer Chen and Sister Ghost's previous [mission] was more successful than expected, but ultimately, that operation wasn't just about 'drilling a hole' in the wall. From now on, I have only one thing to do—tear down the entire wall and bring life to the slums and Longmen."

Although the opportunity was created through the campaign of "You love me, I love you, Longmen, everyone is sweet", in order to make the slums completely reappear in the sight of people in Longmen city, a wonderful publicity stage is still needed.

"So, Orsen, you're planning to look for Shangkong and BOSS, because they can provide a lot of popularity and make people living in Longmen want to go over and take a look?"

Exia vaguely understood Orson's purpose, and Chimera nodded to indicate that this idea was correct.

"Ha, interesting idea! I really like things that sound crazy but have a certain meaning. Count me in too, I actually play bass pretty well, okay?"

After Lappland heard Orson analyze his plan and the significance of doing so, the wolf, who was no longer alone, immediately raised his hand to indicate that he also wanted to get involved.

"No, Lappland, you have other tasks. Don't worry, you will definitely like this 'free mission', I promise."

"Little Dog, you..."

As mentioned before, Orson's "manliness" is in an unobservable quantum PUA state. But just a moment ago, when Orson made a promise to Lapland, the young man instantly released an aura that was completely different from before.

It was an undeniable, no-nonsense, murderous intent, a readiness to fight to the bitter end. Even Lappland, a former assassin and executioner, felt his hair stand on end the moment he sensed this aura.

"...Ha, then I'll follow your instructions. I hope you can bring me an interesting toy."

Finally, Lappland shrugged and said, "I'll do whatever you say."

"I understand what you're planning to do, Orson...but a concert of this scale would take a long time to prepare, right?"

"No, if possible, it's best to do it late tonight. Although Commander Wei said that he won't attack the slums during this period, it doesn't mean he will tolerate any of our actions. This is a necessary action, but it will also be absolutely unacceptable - so all we can do is push forward before the authorities realize it."

Orson refuted the Angel's point of view. After all, apart from being forced to kneel on the washboard by Wei Wenyue's solo kill, Wei Yanwu's political methods have always been sharp and decisive. Coupled with his conservative stance and his stance on the non-infected camp, as well as his spies all over Longmen... the idea of "being prepared" itself is impossible to achieve.

"Haha... This really gives me a difficult problem. Although I will definitely help you... But after this is over, Orson, you have to wear the nun's uniform again as a reward, okay?"

Angelic said to Orson half-jokingly that in fact, after that day, Angelic went to the monastery several more times because he suspected that the monastery had been bribed by the Sicilian gang.

In the end, the Sicilian gang did use money and violence to control the supervisors of the monastery. They bypassed the unsuspecting nuns and clergy and turned the monastery into a temporary stronghold.

However, these hidden evil transactions attracted the attention of the Longmen Tax Bureau after the mysterious Lateran noble saint lady who wished to remain anonymous made a generous donation. Because of the suspected large-scale flow of money, the tax bureau inexplicably busted a hidden gang stronghold during a routine investigation.

Peace returned to the monastery, but the nuns and believers became increasingly restless. People's speculations about the mysterious Saint became increasingly outrageous, and finally became: "If anyone can make the Saint reappear, that person will unconditionally become the heir to the monastery."

Exiah had never thought of inheriting the monastery, but she really wanted to experience Orson in nun mode again, and show off to the "Saint Lady" at the same time.

"Well... I understand, Exia. After this is over, I will wear it again... again."

"Eh? Is this true?!"

Exia was just half joking, but unexpectedly Orson actually turned his head and responded in a low voice with a blush on his face.

"Hello, is this Sora?! I actually have a favor to ask you—"

After receiving the unexpected permission, Angelica instantly became full of energy. She took out her cell phone and called the mobile phone that Kong had hidden secretly and had not handed over to her agent.

"Eh...eh? What do you mean by saying that all of a sudden? I'm rehearsing a performance here—huh? Orson..."

People with clear goals are very scary. In order to see the "Miss Saint" as soon as possible, Archangel even put away his usual cheerful attitude and expressed Orson's intentions in very clear and concise words.

"I think I understand... If it's Orson, I, uh, would like to help too - but one of my dancers is on leave today. If it's a concert, at least one person will be needed to help."

Kong agreed to Orson's plan without much hesitation, except that they were short of a dance partner.

"How about I take over as your dance partner?"

Exiah pointed at himself and asked.

"It's not impossible—By the way, Angel of Exia, why don't you give it a try? Perhaps this dance is really suitable for you."

Kong sent a clip from a previous rehearsal, which showed Kong dancing with two other girls.

"This is easy, Orson Laplander, both of you come over and help."

Exiah took a look at the content of the video, and then confidently called Orson Lappland over to join the numbers, preparing for a high-definition remake.

"Look carefully, Sora! This is the moment when I shine on stage!"

Exiah gave a thumbs-up to Sora on the other side of the video, and then began to dance imitating the content in the video.

After a few minutes--

"How's it going, Sora? I think my coordination is pretty good~"

"Would you...would you consider becoming an idol, Orson?"

"what!?"

In the video, Sora looked at Orson with sparkling eyes, while Exia almost popped his eyes out.

"The rhythm and precision of the movements are impeccable, but what's most important is that natural and elegant stage presence, and the sense of camera space that many regular idols rarely notice—have you ever participated in relevant training before? No, it's not important... Please, please become an idol, Orson!"

Sora was so excited that he didn't even notice that his Lupo's fake ear had fallen to the ground.

"It doesn't count as training..."

Orson rubbed his hair shyly and embarrassedly. When he was in Chernobog, because Ino successfully changed his job and became everyone's favorite Doulou, Orson would sometimes be pulled over by Ino to "join the numbers for rehearsal". Of course, the ending usually was that Ino would dance and come close to him, and then this scene was seen by the "Ino Knights' Fanatical Cheerleader" who passed by, which triggered a city-wide wanted hunt.

Later, when he was recuperating in Rhodes Island, Orson was inexplicably involved in Miss Zilan's [Rhodes Island Idol Training Program] from the Human Resources Department. He served as Prodeus, the "preparatory idol rosemary" for a period of time, and was forced to learn some professional knowledge of idols.

Of course, this plan, which was originally established to save the bankrupt Rhodes Island, was quietly aborted after Rhodes Island overcame the financial crisis.

"Don't worry about Orson for now, Sora! What about me?"

Noh Tenkyō waved his arms vigorously in front of the screen, signaling Sora to turn his gaze back to him.

"Hmm... okay? If there aren't any close-up shots of the stage, there shouldn't be any problem."

After a moment's hesitation, Sora gave a rather subtle yet mundane response.

"Why is it that even though I passed the test, I still feel so unhappy..."

Exia complained softly, then glared fiercely at the innocent Orson beside him as if to vent his anger.

"Please allocate some of these inexplicably useless skill points to your emotional intelligence!"

"Feel sorry……"

After being criticized by Archangel, Orson had no choice but to admit his mistake.

"Anyway, I'll think of a solution. Even though my agent will definitely hit me on the head with a baguette later... the point of being an idol is to bring love and hope to everyone. I'll definitely do my best to support your plan, Orson! Of course, that... is definitely not because of you!"

Kong agreed to Orson's plan, which sounded very unreasonable, and made a very standard tsundere speech before ending the call. With her golden hair, it surprisingly did not feel out of place.

"That's enough to deal with Sora, but the boss is a little more difficult... I have the boss's emergency contact information, but he's the type who doesn't panic no matter how urgent the situation. Anyway, I'll give it a try."

Exia dialed the emperor's number, which rang briefly a few times before going to voicemail.

"Boss? Orson needs to contact you regarding something urgent."

No news——

"Boss, the slums and Longmen District need your help now."