Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 552 Ice Purgatory Devil Chariot

Allerica pulled up her skirt and joined the crowd in the square.She does not attend the ancient ritual of prostration, or look at the ancient trophy that is placed among the bands of brass.She walked lightly around the edge of the square, admiring the decorative design of each soundproof house.There are not many people like her, because in addition to worship, the square is also a public area protected by law.Here, the most lowly people are allowed to chat with the nobles, and even enjoy themselves in the same room.

There were plenty of people gesturing to her, or offering some scented artificial sprigs—there aren't many plants in this world, and even fewer flowers that are pretty or fragrant.People have never pinned their beauty on plants with leaves and roots.They think that the sediments and flora are beautiful, and they are covered with spores on the branches of red willow, which are particularly delicate, and pasted with burnt sequins that are cut like wafers.In addition, the colors and sounds of insects are also beautiful, and they are another light source in the dark age.

A red mushroom branch was handed to Yale Liga.It was crowned with a knot of red ribbon, artfully divided into five petals, just like her tiara at the moment.Yale Liga looked up and found that it was a man older than Yi.

The man's body was wrapped with a piece of blue-black long cloth, which went around the waist and underarms, and was finally fixed behind the back by a metal belt and buckles.This leaves his left shoulder bare, where it is intricately tattooed, like some sort of beehive-like building.Around his neck hung a round black lens with grained amethyst in a metal frame.Yareriga glanced at his hairy head, realizing that the man in front of her was one of the most handsome of the earthly ruling race.

The flowers are beautiful.he said with gestures.There is no word to indicate whether he is speaking of the hands or the head of Allerica.But his eyes were on her face.Allerica saw a dim light deep in the pupil.She knew that the other party was not a coincidence.

She took the fungus and asked what the lens on the neck was.

I am a person who studies the upper environment.The man indicated to her.Through these ground lenses they could observe those other fragments of the sky.He pointed out that Allerica carried a similar tool herself.

Allerica told him that what she was hanging was just a decoration.The other party was very interested in asking her what kind of giver it was.Allerica turned and left.

He stops her and starts apologizing to her, explaining that he's just curious.When he saw Yale Liga for the first time, he knew that she was not from this city, otherwise, as a person who lived in a tall house on this square, he would have noticed her long ago.However, as a beautiful and prestigious woman, it is not common to take a long-distance trip across the city.He could think of no reason for Yarelliga to come here.

While they were talking, Yi, who was waiting in the corner, came up silently.He looked at Yale Liga with his eyes, as if asking if he needed to get rid of this man himself.Allerica shook her arm at him.Yi backed away, her eyes still fixed here.

The man noticed the protector.He seemed amused, but made no unnecessary gestures about it.Instead, he pointed to the soundproof room closest to them and invited Yale Liga to go in and sit for a while.When Yale Liga didn't seem so keen, he said that the top of his house had the best view of the whole square, and he also installed a very good viewing mirror.If Yale Liga had a great interest in the ancient spoils, she would not miss such an opportunity to observe the details.

The conditions proposed by this man really attracted Allerica.She handed him her hand, and led him down to the soundproof room behind.The house is one of the tallest buildings in the square, and there are also many monster statues with rays of light on it.As soon as they entered the brightly lit house, Yareliga smelled a strong fragrance.She knew the locals were good at distilling spices from animals and insects, often thick and creamy scents.The walls are covered with sound-absorbing woven paintings, and colorful bacteria colonies are planted on the wainscots and clay algae wells, spraying out spores as thick as rainbow mist.

Allerica did not take off her boots.She stomped on the granite floor with the hard soles of her boots.The owner of the house noticed this scene, and he smiled and gestured, telling Yale Liga that she walked in a very unique posture.Yareriga fiddled with the chain on her hood.

They came to the top floor.Behind the statue monster patrolling the road, this place has been arranged as a beautiful terrace by the house owner.Colorful bacteria and scotch tape set up a gazebo, three or four leather cushions, a stream of circulating water turning along the gazebo, and the miniature bronze statue by the water wields a hoe and knocks on the metal rock.

On the side of this pavilion is installed a machine.It has three thin feet, and the cylinder at the top looks like an enlarged version of a man's neck pendant.Yareriga put her palm on the barrel and rubbed it around it.She felt some delicate, slightly movable ring hooped between the shards of amethyst.When she pushed it out slightly, a spring-like pressure spread to her fingertips.

She blinked, and sat down on the cushion next to the machine with her legs bent.The man slowly took off his shoes, then stepped onto the colorful flora and sat down directly opposite her.

It's so quiet here.She gestured to the owner of the house.It's out in the open, but much quieter than down below.

Well designed.The homeowner replied.

Yale Liga bit her lip and looked around the entire terrace.She thought for a short while, and then stuck the mushroom branch in her hand to the water's edge.

"So here's your trick," she said. "These eye-blinking baubles are so cute, who would've thought they were actually sound cancellers? And these psychedelic plants you've got, they're pretty charming looking too. But look at the mirror on my chest, the person in it has told me everything."

She stared closely at the owner of the house.This handsome local man didn't understand the Alliance language she spoke, so he didn't move his eyes to her chest.However, when Yale Liga uttered such a strange sentence, he did not show any surprise, but looked at her with a smile.

Yareriga stood up and hooked down the three-legged instrument with her toes.She stomped quickly on the lens, and the cylinder shattered, revealing the springs and needles inside.There is a kind of colorful mist-like light shining on the needle tip.

The man laughed and let out a cry.It was not any words, but an exclamation of appreciation.When Yareriga's scimitar hooked around his neck, he became a little restrained, but his back was still relaxed and curved.

The host's expression changed a little when Yareriga put her hands over his eyes.He rolled his eyes cautiously, interfering with Yareriga's judgment.But she tapped lightly on the eyeball that had once shone brightly under the infrared light, and felt the hard touch of the cryolite shell from her fingertips.A pair of mechanical and electronic eyes hidden behind the prosthetic eye piece, just as she discovered when she came, the spy who was always sitting on the street.

Homeowners are no longer slack.He straightened his back slowly, his unusually prominent knuckles protruding from the nape of his neck.Beneath the cloth, his bare skin was hard as steel.Relying on the skin soaked in the strengthening agent, and the metal body that replaced most of the original bones, Yale Liga knew that he could easily grind a rocky cow into a meat paste.But she remained contemptuous, pulling the scimitar away from the opponent's neck.She sat on the back of the monster statue, and the tail hidden in her waist stretched out, flicking lightly in the colorful spore smoke.The owner of the house was taken aback.

Are you one of them?she asked gesturing.

"No." The man replied.Those are one of the few words that can be expressed vocally.

What is your relationship with the immortal?
servant.

Why stay here?

Beware of spies from House of Frost.

The man responded quickly with gestures.His eyes were still fixed on her tail in wonder.Yareriga sat there, slowly kicking off one of her boots.That gave the square guard a new shock.She opened her arms to him.

"I'm sick of your gestures," she said. "I'm going to meet your immortals and talk to them about that car on the podium."

The homeowner is still staring at her feet.Yale Liga leaned over with her arms outstretched, and the other party cautiously but decisively poked her hooves.That is of course true.non-metallic and siliceous.He looked up at her, and froze in disbelief, until Yareriga's arms folded around his neck where the metal vertebrae were hidden.

　Due to the reasons explained in the work, starting today, I would like to ask everyone to help me with my grades.Whether it's subscriptions, collections, monthly tickets or rewards, everything is fine, please.But please do what you can.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)