“Yahoo！ Welcome to Mario Spinella's reality show! Today, please enjoy this zombie cooking show with me! "
In a London TV station, a middle-aged man with bright blond hair, wearing a white tuxedo, and a gentleman's beard on his chin was showing off his skills in the recording room.
Around him, there were several creatures with rotten faces and stiff movements, similar to the eastern 'zombies'. They were squirming and trying to get close to him.
The blond middle-aged uncle, who called himself Mario, had a conceited smile on his face. In front of him was a small cooking table with a piece of meat being fried on it, exuding a delicate fragrance.
Facing the surrounding zombies that moved extremely slowly and attacked him, he took out two revolvers from the holster under his tuxedo and shot one at a time. With seemingly elegant but actually fancy movements, he shot the zombies around him one by one and knocked them to the ground.
There were several staff members who were filming around him. They were completely accustomed to it and were not surprised by the situation on the scene at all.
Of course, the zombies were fake. Ryuga, who was standing outside the recording room, could see the headgear under the sleeveless shirts of the actors dressed as zombies. If they were really zombies, then their arms were too white and tender.
Among the audience, only the pistol in Mario's hand was real. However, the bullets in the gun were just blanks with no lethality. It all depended on the actors' hard work.
This was a reality show on a London TV station. Even if it was a magician, it was impossible to bring zombies to the TV station to kill them. Otherwise, it would really violate the principle of 'concealment and mystery,' and they would be held accountable and punished by the Clock Tower.
"Hello, sir."
After the show's filming, Mario walked down from the stage and came to Ryuga, who was waiting by the side. He greeted her with elegant movements and a friendly smile.
"What's the matter? Let's go to the other side to discuss it."
Mario took the initiative to take Ryuga to the corner of the recording room. The people around them were sensible enough not to disturb them. They silently retreated, leaving the space for the two of them.
"It seems that my reputation as an intelligence agent is getting bigger and bigger. It's really a good thing to be able to attract more 'people' to come here to inquire about information."
The other party sat down at the table in the corner with a meaningful smile on his face. "How should I address you, sir?"
"Just call me Yin-yang."
Ryuga indifferently gave another fake name. This time, she only gave her surname. She didn't even say her first name.
"Are they from Japan?"
Mario didn't care about Ryuga's unwillingness to tell him her name. In the world of magic, as long as one knew the other party's name, one could cast a curse on the other party from afar. Therefore, magicians rarely told strangers their full names, except for those who were more confident in their own magic attainments.
"So, Mr. Yin-yang, what kind of information do you want to know?"
"Strip City, Twin Faces Tower, Magic Eye Train, I want all of them."
Ryuga also obtained a lot of [General Knowledge] from this trip.
Although Ryuga's [Common Sense] overlapped with the previous one because the world they were traveling to was a parallel world of the M-shaped Moon, there was still a lot of new information in the [Common Sense] that Ryuga obtained this time.
And these new information mainly revolved around magic and the Clock Tower.
Ryuga also knew about magic techniques, magic attire, magic circuits, and so on. However, whether it was the Strip City, the Twin Faces Tower, or the Magic Eye Train in the [Spiritual Base Upgrade Mission], these few places were not recorded in the [Common Sense]. Ryuga had to investigate them one by one.
"Oh! You really know what's good for you, sir! "
Mario looked at Ryuga with surprise. "Let's not talk about the Twin Faces Tower for now, but the Strip City and the Magic Eye Train are places with deep water, especially the nearest Strip City, Adelo."
The other party showed his familiarity with these three places with just a few words.
"Then, let's change the topic to something more mundane."
Although the expression on his face was still reserved and gave people a feeling of politeness, the smile at the corner of his mouth had become very unscrupulous.
"Sir, if you know me, then you should have heard a little about the style of our [Botany], right? To put it in a more cliché way, that's what it means. May I ask how much you can offer? "
He then asked Mario to extend his left hand and place his thumb, index finger, and middle finger together. Then, he began to make a simple 'money' gesture with his fingers.
"If you're slightly poor, as long as you're willing to offer one or two limbs and organs, you'll definitely be able to sell them for a high price."
The other party said with a hidden meaning.
Although Ryuga could conceal her own aura, the B-grade aura was not enough to hide her demonic nature as a ghost in front of magicians who had a keen sense of smell. As long as it was a magician who had come into contact with a different species, most of them would be able to sense the abnormality.
In the eyes of magicians, this kind of different species from humans was very popular research material. It was unknown how many magicians wanted to study these strange creatures in order to obtain unique research results.
Ryuga, who had a human form but exuded a demonic aura, should be an existence similar to a Death Apostle in Mario's eyes. This kind of existence could generally be sold for a high price in the Clock Tower. Basically, it was a very popular and rare commodity, and magicians would not mind having a Death Apostle soaked in formalin solution in their collection.
However, for Mario, he did not need to kidnap Ryuga. To be honest, he felt that he might not be able to do it. As long as he could get one of Ryuga's arms and organs, it would be enough for him to sell it for a good price among magicians and obtain a large amount of money.
Although magicians were superhumans who had obtained wisdom and were superior to ordinary people, the sad thing was that they still could not transcend the rules of human society. In order to continue all kinds of magic research, they still needed a large amount of money to rely on. No magician was an exception to this point.
Therefore, no magician would complain about having too much money. Some of the more direct magicians would even throw away their pride as a magician and use predatory means to seize property.
"Of course, I'll give you a price that you'll be satisfied with."
Ryuga nodded, and then under the ardent expectation of the other party, she said, "How about using your life to pay for it?"
The smile on Mario's face froze slightly.
Under the table, in a place where no one could see, a black muzzle was already pressed against his waist.
"Oh, what a warm guest …"
Mario raised his hand and seemed to helplessly touch the gentleman's beard on his chin.
"Let me remind you, don't try to use magic potions to charm me."
Ryuga's golden eyes watched the other party's small movements and said indifferently, "Under my pair of Future Vision magic eyes, do you think your actions can escape my sight?"
Mario was suddenly silent.
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