Whether it was because she didn't want to disappoint Song Tianyou or because she wanted to win the upcoming competition, Song Ying couldn't let her guard down about inviting the 'God of Gamblers' back into the game — even if she had to bring along a burden who didn't know anything to complete this task.
Song Ying's movements were very fast — after Father Song gave his instructions in the morning, she personally found Luoqiu's temporary residence after lunch.
This was the inner courtyard of my humble house, a place with multiple layers of security. Only members of the Song family had the right to live here — Master Qiu naturally didn't need to wait.
Clatter!
Song Ying placed a thick stack of books in front of Luoqiu, causing the table to vibrate.
Luoqiu curiously picked up the topmost book and flipped through it a few times, then looked at Song Ying and asked, "Are these books for me?"
The stack of books was about forty or so thick, and without exception, they were all about red wine — covering the origin of red wine, brewing techniques, culture, and so on.
Of course, red wine was a very big academic subject. Although these books were thick, they were probably just a drop in the ocean of red wine culture.
"For you to read," Song Ying said indifferently. "Next, we will personally visit the God of Gamblers, so the knowledge in these books should come in handy. Don't worry, I won't be so inhumane as to make you memorize the contents backwards. I just hope that when we talk about red wine, you won't be dumbfounded … Just finish reading them tonight. Tomorrow, I will give you some impromptu wine tasting training! "
Reading over forty or so books in one night, there were at least a dozen of them. Wasn't that inhumane?
"I will try my best to pick the ones that interest me." Luoqiu nodded, not angry.
The packaging of these books wasn't ordinary, and they gave Luoqiu a heavy sense of history. With the Song family's financial resources, there was probably some precious information mixed in.
Luoqiu had always held the attitude that the more knowledge the better. Now that someone had come knocking on his door, he naturally did not intend to politely refuse.
Song Ying, who had a certain understanding of Luoqiu's temper, was too lazy to care about Luoqiu's perfunctory tone. She directly said, "The God of Gamblers doesn't have many hobbies, but red wine is one of them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have retired and built a vineyard for himself. I received news that the God of Gamblers will be holding a new wine tasting at his manor the day after tomorrow. I'll get the invitation, so you can accompany me there. Consider it as an explanation to my grandfather! "
Luoqiu thought about it for a moment. In fact, he was already used to an environment where all the little things were properly arranged … Although he was only planning to go through the motions with Father Song's request, it wasn't good to be too inactive.
With the extension of his vacation, some of his indifferent ideas showed signs of rekindling.
Luoqiu didn't know to what extent he could recover, so he only wanted to find out, so he was very satisfied with Song Ying's arrangement.
"It's been hard on you." Luoqiu nodded.
"It's not hard at all … Your sister!"
Song Ying suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the context — why did it feel like she had become this guy's assistant?
Luoqiu just smiled and flipped through a few books. Then, he picked one that he liked for the time being. But after reading a few pages, Luoqiu looked up. "Are you going to read it with me?"
"I'm not free!" Song Ying turned around and glanced at the silent Gan Hong before quickly walking away.
"Was Song Ying like this before?" Luoqiu looked at the red wine book in his hand a few more times before suddenly asking, "When you were with her."
Gan Hong shook her head and said with some admiration, "Usually, it's not like this. But there are only two people who can make Miss Ying helpless, and one of them is Master Qiu. "
"Another one?" Luoqiu asked with interest.
"Yes, Master," Gan Hong said in a low voice.
Luoqiu smiled knowingly and pointed to the book opposite him. "Don't just stand there. Take a look. It's quite interesting."
Gan Hong shook her head. "It's useless for me to learn these."
"There's no harm in learning more." Luoqiu said as he read, "Just think of it as killing time. Otherwise, you'll be very bored … Maybe you can go outside and relax."
"Then … I'll just read." Gan Hong sat down. Luoqiu randomly picked up a book and moved it in front of Gan Hong.
She suddenly understood Master Qiu's way of doing things … He easily created two different choices for people and then made them choose the one he wanted them to choose.
Reading a book or going out for a walk … As a bodyguard, Gan Hong couldn't let her master out of her sight. Of course, she could choose not to read and just stand there.
But after the hints of 'sit down' and 'kill time' were added, her subjective consciousness was directly biased.
Gan Hong looked up and stole a glance at Luoqiu, only to see Luoqiu reading with great interest … Maybe she was thinking too much?
What an incredible person.
Hmm … This book is really interesting.
Maybe because of Ning Jing, Gan Hong, who had always been interested in guns, fighting and other knowledge related to her profession, could easily read the content of this book.
I just randomly picked it out … Isn't this something I've never seen before?
Maybe it was because this book was mixed in with a bunch of professional books with a strange style … It was actually a comic book.
"The Droplet of God."
Wait a minute, doesn't this mean that … I can only read comic books???
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…
Under the night sky, the lights were bright.
However, at this time, at a high place that was difficult for ordinary people to see, the space was rippling as if it was floating out of the water. At this time, two figures emerged from the ripples in the air.
The first person he saw was the dazzling Wolfgang, followed by Noah, who had accompanied him. Noah was wearing a grayish-white robe with a strange purple belt. At the same time, the hood covered his face up to his nose.
They landed on the shoulder of the huge God statue on Bread Mountain, looking down at the city together.
Wolfgang said at this time, "Noah, speaking of which, how long has it been since you came to the Lord's Realm?"
"It's been a while." Noah was silent for a while, then looked around the City of God, "No matter how many different times I have traveled, the filth hidden under the beauty here has never changed."
"Hmm …" Wolfgang nodded, then looked at the huge God's head next to him with interest. He stretched out his hand and patted it a few times, "Every time I see this thing, I will think of the scene I saw on the 16th Earth … Endless zombies were climbing like ants, covering him and drowning him in despair."
"The 16th Earth has been destroyed by the Michael Club. Now the Michael Club is rebuilding the new civilization after the wasteland of the 16th Earth … Of course, it is according to their ideas," Noah said calmly, "I don't know what the Michael Club in the Main World is doing."
"Different times have different directions. Compared to the Michael Club in the 16th Earth, the development in the Main World is much more backward." Wolfgang shook his head and said, "After all, it may not be the protagonist chosen by the Main World to start the apocalypse, right?"
"It's not conclusive yet, don't judge too early …" Noah waved his hand and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes again and said, "There are no traces of the Lost Zone around here. Wolfgang, your deduction of Lucifer's disappearance may be wrong. "
"No?" Wolfgang couldn't help but be surprised, "But the notes in the wind are not found … At least, I can't feel it in this country. Could it be that Lucifer has left South America? "
Noah pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "I don't know why, but I have an uneasy feeling when I'm in this place, as if I'm being watched by something … In this dark night, I can faintly feel a strange power."
"What's the danger level?" Wolfgang's expression changed slightly. If it was something that could make Noah say the word strange, he dared not take it lightly.
"I can't define it." Noah lifted his hood, revealing his furrowed brows. "It's a flash in the pan, and then it disappears."
Wolfgang said calmly, "Could it be the spying of the Will of the Main World? Noah, is it because you haven't been back for so long that you can't adapt to the spying of the Will of the Main World? "
"Maybe." Noah nodded, but his solemn expression did not diminish because of this. "Let's be careful. I heard from the newcomer that Dong Zhuo brought back that the club has been traveling in the Main World during this time."
Wolfgang nodded and said, "That's true, but the club shouldn't be here now. According to the news from the newcomer, the club should still be in Hua Nation now, and it has a new boss. "
"I know." Noah nodded. "I heard that he is a very interesting guy … If there is a chance this time, let's meet him. It's about time to say hello to the new boss."
Hearing this, Wolfgang shook his hands with a wry smile and moved his ten fingers.
The two were silent for a long time.
Noah put on his hood again, then looked at Wolfgang and said, "Take me to Charlotte. Maybe she is hiding something from us … If there are too few clues, it's hard to judge."
"Then let's go." Wolfgang waved his hand and pointed to a corner of the city under the night sky.
…
After the two left quickly, ripples in the air once again surged out from the shoulder of the statue of God. You Ye, who had changed back into a maid costume, slowly walked out. She gently clasped her hands together and placed them on her abdomen. "Book of Void … Noah … Ark."
No matter who came … as long as they did not destroy the club's business, they were not related to the club.
A smile suddenly appeared on Miss Maid's face. She stretched out her finger and gently tapped on the statue of God, then turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.
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…
Late at night, even a busy place like the hospital was almost quiet. Occasionally, there were nurses patrolling the rooms and doctors on duty walking around — of course, the emergency department was still brightly lit.
But the inpatient department was already a comfortable environment enough for the patients to sleep peacefully.
Barbara had already left. She would come early in the morning to replace Mr. Orfey — Originally, Barbara intended to persuade Mr. Orfey to go home and rest because he had important work to attend tomorrow. But Mr. Orfey insisted on staying this time.
In desperation, Barbara could only go home to rest and come back tomorrow to replace him.
In the independent ward, Mr. Orfey was lying on the sofa and had already fallen asleep. However, his hands were still holding that brown notebook … He had already finished reading the contents inside.
Suddenly, Dr. Franky sat up on the bed. He opened his eyes and looked around blankly. He didn't know why he appeared in this place. It seemed to be a hospital.
He saw a man lying on the sofa. Dr. Franky frowned. He felt that this man gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember the man's name — he even subconsciously thought that this man was a stranger.
Dr. Franky hesitated for a moment. He didn't intend to wake this stranger up.
He quietly got out of bed, feeling very hungry. He wanted to eat something, so he casually picked up an apple from the table and gnawed on it. At the same time, he pushed open the door of the ward and walked out.
He walked in the corridor of the hospital while gnawing on the apple.
He wanted to find a doctor or nurse and ask why he was in this place … but this hospital was somewhat different from the hospital in his impression.
Since when was there such a clean and advanced hospital in Rio … there were even many instruments that he couldn't name.
Suddenly, Dr. Franky saw a man wearing a patient's clothes. He was secretly smoking in a corner of the overhead floor and talking … it seemed that he was talking on the phone.
Dr. Franky waited for a while. When the man finished the phone call, he walked over and patted the man's shoulder.
This mysterious appearance startled the patient who was secretly smoking. But when he saw that it was also an old patient, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh … Old mister, please don't scare people in the middle of the night, okay? If the nurse finds out, I'll be in trouble. "
"Sorry, sorry, I mean no harm." Dr. Franky said apologetically, "Can you pick up my phone? I want to call home. "
The man was stunned for a moment, but he still lent the phone. He wasn't afraid of what the old man could do … But when Dr. Franky took the phone, he didn't move for a long time. He just held the phone and looked from left to right.
"Old mister, hurry up. I have to go back to my room, or I'll be found out." The man urged.
Dr. Franky hesitated at this time. He felt his face was a little hot — as a university professor and a highly intellectual, he was really embarrassed to say what he was going to say next.
But he had to say it, "I … I don't seem to know how to use your phone … Is this a phone?"
"This is the latest iPhone 9. How can it not be a phone? Old mister, are you stupid? "The man was stunned. Then he thought of something," Oh … You're the kind of person who only knows how to use the old man's phone, right? Come on, tell me the number, I'll call you. "
"Okay." Dr. Franky reluctantly handed the phone back and then quickly read out a number, "This is my home phone number."
The man dialed it directly, but soon frowned and said, "Old mister, this number doesn't exist."
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