“！！！！！”
Andrew's pupils trembled violently, but his body stiffened in an instant. He didn't move.
He suddenly remembered the illusion he had when he saw the cup of pearl milk tea in Lin Jie's hand in the bookstore. The black pearls looming in the cup were like eyeballs — that wasn't an illusion.
They were really eyeballs …
However, those unknown little things didn't show their ferocious side in Boss Lin's hands. Instead, they shrunk into "pearls" obediently.
Then, they became Boss Lin's snacks and were chewed up and eaten.
But at this moment, this cup of milk tea wasn't in Boss Lin's hands, but in Andrew's.
Therefore, no matter what he was thinking, no matter how shocked he was, and no matter how numb his back was, those "pearls" didn't show any understanding.
They wandered freely in the milk tea, floating up and down. Countless tiny tentacles stretched out and churned in the milk tea like wriggling seaweed.
The opened eyeballs were yellowish and had vertical pupils like a cat's eyes. The turbid and chaotic patterns in them were unpredictable like countless runes.
With the eyesight of a Panic Grade scholar, Andrew could even clearly see the thin and long tentacles sticking to the transparent wall of the cup. They were like clear fingerprints drawn by fingers sticking to the glass. The dense and strange structures protruded on the surface like suckers and even had barbs. The web address was m.9biquge. com
This scene was imprinted in Andrew's mind, and it gave him a huge shock.
But the more terrifying fact was that Andrew had just taken a sip of the milk tea and was still holding it in his mouth …
This was as terrifying as eating half a worm out of an apple.
He now had about two "pearls" in his mouth, and they were now clinging to the roof of his mouth and tongue. Tentacles, just like what he was seeing in the cup, were using the barbs to hold themselves in place, and then crawling towards his throat.
Yes, they were crawling over in a very invasive manner, as if they wanted to enter a certain place through the tube in his body to settle down.
Andrew's expression changed, and his body instinctively wanted to stop the intruder.
Although he was a scholar with a weak body, he was still a superhuman with Panic Grade strength.
Alchemy was a very general subject. It was a "jack of all trades". It was all-encompassing and was related to almost all other subjects. However, it did not require a rough understanding of it. On the contrary, it required scholars to have a deep understanding of other subjects.
Andrew himself had been modified, and he had stored potions … If he wanted to, it would not be difficult for him to use aether to crush these "pearls."
Although he didn't know what it was, he could basically judge that it was a parasitic creature. Its individual strength wasn't strong, it could even be said to be very weak.
However, he stopped in his tracks.
Because he remembered Boss Lin's smile and words.
"Remember to buy a cup of milk tea next door …"
"… Limit 100 cups. First come, first serve."
"Boss Lin wants me to drink the milk tea! Could it be that the one hundred people who got the discount are some kind of screening mechanism, and these 'pearls' … are arranged by Boss Lin?! "
"That's right. When Boss Lin was drinking milk tea in front of me, it was an obvious hint …"
"I … I should …"
Andrew's body stiffened, and his movements stopped. He was in a deadlock with the crazily squirming pearl milk tea in his mouth. His eyes looked at Moen, who was looking at him from the counter.
His thoughts and instincts were fighting, but the struggle was minimal. The white halo in his eyes gradually lit up, making him inclined to give up resistance. His expression gradually became pious.
The girl did not seem to notice the struggling customer staring at her. She squatted down slightly and then picked up a white fat cat.
"Meow ~"
The white cat seemed to be a little impatient. It kicked its short legs in the air, but in the end, it remembered that it was appointed by a very terrifying existence to help look after the shop as a mascot … It didn't know what a mascot was, but it had to be obedient and help.
So it shook its ears and gave in with a face full of indignation. It was lifted upside down by Moen and shook with a face full of despair.
"Patter patter patter …"
A bunch of orange-yellow eyeballs that shook out of nowhere fell from the white fur onto the counter and bounced a few times. A few of them couldn't hide their "fur" and turned into sea urchins one by one.
Moen was expressionless. He calmly reached out and gathered these eyeballs.
She was very familiar with these little things.
During the final battle in the Dome Church, the false gods that Rodney summoned in the inner chamber basically looked like this.
But these eyeballs were miniature cartoon versions. When they were shrunk into a ball in Moen's hand, they turned into "pearls." It could be seen that the so-called pearls in the so-called pearl milk tea were actually these miniature false gods.
By the way, the "Brain of the Holy Moon" that controlled the priests of the Dome Church was mainly made of these eyeballs that were ground into powder but still retained their vitality.
The "Brain of the Holy Moon" could still control the minds of the poisoned people when it was integrated into their bodies and cells.
Now these eyeballs could be regarded as the real body. It was self-evident what kind of power they had.
Moen put these pearls into a cup and then brewed … a cup of pearl milk tea was freshly made.
So, this was how "pearls" came about?!
Andrew's eyes widened, full of a consumer's complaint against unscrupulous merchants. At the same time, he felt a familiar aura from the white cat.
When the Dome Church incident happened, Andrew was still under house arrest and didn't participate in it at all. He didn't have the chance to see the terrifying false god in the information.
The reason why he felt familiar was that this aura was exactly the same as the one he felt at a certain moment when he visited the inner chamber in his memory.
"At that time, what made me feel this aura … was one of the three holy objects enshrined on the shrine cage in the inner chamber, the sleeping Son of the Moon."
Andrew stared at the white cat. Could it be … this was the sleeping Son of the Moon? But it was clearly awake. In other words, Boss Lin was personally cultivating a God's descendant.
Then she asked it to help make pearl milk tea … No, although it was milk tea for Boss Lin, these little things were used to select trusted subordinates, so they were used to ensure loyalty.
He couldn't help but swallow.
"Gulp."
He swallowed the "pearl" …
Andrew's face looked constipated. He pinched his neck, let go of his hand in disappointment, and coughed twice.
Then, his expression changed. His final struggle disappeared, replaced by a tranquil expression.
Andrew raised the milk tea cup and gestured to Moen. He smiled and said, "Excuse me, can I pack a few more cups of milk tea? I think it's delicious and want to bring it back for my colleagues to try. "
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