Providing the image marbles was a choice Nick made after serious consideration.
He didn't want to appear as a witness, because that would increase his exposure to 100%.
So, he would rather risk angering Law and provide the image marbles to avoid being a witness.
But who knew that things would turn out like this?
Nick was not only sad, but also deeply sad.
The marbles were in Mo Laowu's hands. He looked at Nick's pleading and expectant eyes, and then looked away.
A blatant refusal.
Nick's heart went cold, and he asked shamelessly: "That, the image marbles …"
Mo Laowu still hadn't gotten rid of the unwillingness in his heart, and when he heard Nick continue to pester him, he glanced at Nick and said lightly: "I'll leave the marbles to Law."
Nick's face changed, the fox genes came into play at this moment.
He instantly guessed the reason why Mo Laowu wanted to leave the marbles to Law.
First, the subject of the peeping was Law, and second, Mo Laowu thought that Law had the right to deal with the marbles.
"That marbles were produced by my ability, so only I can destroy the images stored in them." Nick carefully worded his words.
In theory, the first thought of the peeped on was to destroy the images. Putting himself in this position, presumably Mo Laowu would think the same, right?
Mo Laowu held the marbles and said: "I don't think so. Must the engraved DVDs be sent back to the manufacturer when they are eliminated? Any child can get rid of them with a hammer, right? Your 'telekinesis' most likely needs to follow this rule, and this is a marble. "
"If it's smashed, the beautiful pattern inside will no longer exist."
"… …"
Nick lowered his head in despair, and had nothing to say.
Mo Laowu's guess was right. Things like marbles only had value when they were intact. Once they were broken, they were just ordinary glass shards.
Then, the statement that only he could destroy the images was not valid.
Facing Mo Laowu, who had rich telekinesis experience, he couldn't hide it.
Mo Laowu looked at the silent Nick with his head lowered. He didn't pursue the matter further and put the marble away.
Despite his reluctance, Law has already expressed his attitude, so he can only comply.
The president had no objections to this matter.
However, he didn't think he was qualified to bear such a huge achievement. Since Law didn't want it, he would give it up.
On the side, Norb seemed to have seen through Mo Laowu's decision, but he did not say anything.
Having known Mo Laowu for so long, he had long understood that Mo Laowu was an upright person who was hard to change.
Indeed, in terms of actual actions, it was unworthy of the two of them to take the lion's share of the merit. But in any case, they had put in effort, and had even almost died.
Norb and Mo Laowu had fundamentally different ideas.
In Norb's opinion, if he didn't accept this contribution, it would eventually be taken away by the members of the association.
As long as he had this thought, he would not be willing to give up.
However, Norb did not intend to convince Mo Laowu. After all, that was Mo Laowu's style and decision.
"Beep beep."
A message came on his phone.
Norb took out his phone and looked at it. It was Kita Yoshida's application to enter the fourth-dimensional apartment.
"Kita Yoshida wants to come in. I'll go pick her up."
Norb waved the phone in his hand and walked towards the door.
Nick, on the other hand, had shrunk into a corner in despair, trying his best to reduce his presence.
Nitro and Lin Nie chatted casually, while Bean Dough Man served them tea.
"Looks like you'll have to continue 'sitting' for a while." Lin Nie looked at Mo Laowu, who was sitting on the sofa in silence.
"Who knows?" Nitro said calmly.
The two old men knew what kind of effect the marble image would have in the future game.
It would bring benefits to Law, but it would also put Nitro in a disadvantageous position in the crisis of abdication.
The two old men who were aware of this did not explicitly state this point. Nitro, the person involved, did not even object.
Because they could not reject Mo Laowu's kindness in seeking what was rightfully theirs.
Perhaps, Luo's special call had something to do with Kita Yoshida, who would be coming to the room later.
.....
The sky was gloomy, and the air was obviously damp. The breeze that blew on their faces was a little cold.
There was a lot of traffic on the road, and the sidewalk was also full of people.
Machi and the others took a taxi to the association. Compared to the more congested traffic in other places, there was a moderate degree of traffic control here, and it looked much more comfortable.
They got out of the car and walked straight to the association's gate.
Men Qi and Bohara's foreheads were covered in cold sweat.
Although they were mentally prepared, when this scene really happened, it was still visually impactful.
They entered the hall, then walked into the elevator as if no one was around, and went straight to the sixteenth floor.
The whole process was calm, and there were no disturbances at all.
As association members, Men Qi and Bohara relaxed a little when they saw this.
The sixteenth floor was the territory of Sa Ling's museum.
Sabot was already waiting for Machi and the others. When he saw Machi and the others walk out of the elevator, he smiled and said warmly, "Welcome, welcome, come in."
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
Bohara was familiar with Sabot, so he directly asked the question he was most concerned about.
Sabot rolled his eyes and said, "If I knew you were like this, I would have prepared something for you."
With that, he welcomed the group into the company.
Machi, Nobunaga, and Woking were all Law's people, so they were also Sabot's own people.
As they followed Sabot into the company, they saw nothing but emptiness and desolation.
There were many bookshelves near the corner of the wall, and each shelf was filled with books.
Not far away, there was a table where a beautiful woman sat, and on the table in front of her sat a strange-looking creature.
It was Sa Ling and Bruna.
At this time, Bruna was telling Sa Ling about the time in the belly of the island crab.
Sa Ling listened with great interest and wrote down what she saw and heard in a book from time to time.
A little further to the right was the sofa area where the guests were seated. A blonde girl with a ponytail was sitting on the sofa, reading a magazine of handsome men with great interest.
It was Biscay, and his eyes were sparkling as he looked at the pictures of handsome men in the magazine.
Sabot brought Machi and the others to the sofa area and took special care of Machi. His enthusiasm was like tea gushing out of a cup, eye-catching.
His enthusiasm was as if he was entertaining his daughter-in-law.
Machi was a little overwhelmed.
Nobunaga and Woking didn't care so much. They sat down and started eating from the coffee table.
Bohara was the same. His attention fell on the dazzling array of food on the coffee table.
"You're here."
Biscay put down the magazine and glanced at the group.
Then, Biscay looked at Sabot and complained, "Restrain yourself a little. People who don't know will think you want to eat young grass."
Sabot's eyes widened and said, "You can't say that. I want to accept Law's toast at the wedding!"
Ma Qi was stunned when he heard this. Everyone turned to look at Ma Qi.
Wedding and toast?
What did that mean?
Even the slow Bohara couldn't help but stop what he was doing and look at Machi.
"Compared to that, you should solve your single problem."
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