Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 313 So lively
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After hearing these words, Klein was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"My name is Richard Ernst." The tall young man said with a smile, "This is really an unforgettable first meeting."

this name?Founder of the Ernst Foundation?The foundation has a history of about 200 years. It is said that it was first established in Intis. It is understandable that Ms. D can get in touch.If the founder was a saint or an angel, it is not surprising that he is still alive.

"Hello." Klein simply kept Gehrman Sparrow's appearance and personality, "call him whatever you want."

Ms. D seems to have called out a powerful person. The founder of the charity foundation is actually a strong person from the Rose School of Thought... Looks very restrained?Temperance?The Rose School of the Southern Continent seems to have lost a lot of information since Siuah went crazy... Klein felt his world view was shaken, he reached out and pinched the sides of his cheeks, turned his head and tried not to gloat Looking at the mummy of Amon's clone and the mummy of the monocle lying upright on the ground.

Then, Klein tried to control his "winner" puppet again, and the parasitic puppet arched its back and coughed vigorously. Not long after, it coughed out a transparent worm with twelve links from its throat .

"Demigod-level materials, not bad."

Richard Ernst sized up the mummy with eyes like looking at pork waiting to be cut on a chopping board in the market. After a few seconds, he turned his head to look at Gehrman Sparrow, who kept the face of a stern adventurer, The smile on his face widened again:

"Can you donate some of these Worms of Time clones to me?"

Since Mr. X is also a Extraordinary and has something to do with Amon's clone, Richard directly reported the name of this weird bug.

"...Donation?" Klein tried his best to hold back, and looked at the men and women standing upright in the house. Through the perspective of the animal marionette, he even saw the house of Councilor Macht as if he pressed the pause button for an instant. , They stood there stiffly, maintaining a gesture of pinching their eye sockets or wiping their monocle. In the corner, the terrified Hazel Macht hugged herself tremblingly with both arms, sobbing softly.

This young lady may need some psychotherapy... Klein lost his mind.

"Yes, donate, these things have a price but no market."

Richard suddenly thought of something, and looked at Klein expectantly in his eyes:
"Mr. Dantès, you seem to be very interested in investing in the charity industry in the Southern Continent? Our foundation has been established for nearly 200 years, with sufficient funds and heritage, a mature operating system, and many industries providing funds and materials. It can basically operate independently. It also has some influence in the north and south continents, if you have the intention in this regard, we can have a good chat."

Klein couldn't help being startled, did you enter the state of attracting investment so quickly?You are supposed to be a demigod or even an angel, right?So skilled?
"I have this intention, but I need to think about it."

"No problem. If you make up your mind, our foundation is the best choice, and we welcome funders to visit our institution at any time."

Heading to the Southern Continent?A trace of resistance appeared in Klein's heart, but after having the experience of cleaning toilets in a charity hospital and seeing and hearing about the Southern Continent, there was only a trace of resistance.He nodded reluctantly: "I believe in you."

Do Ms. D and the Aurora Society really think that Dwayne Dantès is a rich man with a fixed estate? In fact, Dwayne Dantès only has tens of thousands of pounds at hand, and he must rely on his wisdom and face to make money Only then can he barely maintain the image of a millionaire... Klein muttered a few words in his heart, and asked himself the most curious question right now:
"Are you a member of the Southern Continent Rose School? Sorry, my question may be a bit harsh. Would you let the children helped by the Foundation believe in the 'God of Bound' or the 'Mother Tree of Desire'?"

Richard smacked and shook his head: "I implement the plan for freedom of belief."

"As long as the children have completed the necessary basic grammar and sewing courses, they can leave if they have the ability to make a living. We will not interfere with their future beliefs-but if it is in the Southern Continent, it is not necessarily the case, and they will basically fail. To the 'Bound God'."

If you are funded by someone, you will have a natural liking for that person, which is impossible.

Through simple communication, Klein preliminarily judged that the other party probably belonged to the more reasonable and easy-to-talk type, and his vigilance gradually decreased, and he asked seriously: "I also know a little about the Rose School of Thought, so I would like to ask, are you Do you belong to the Temperance Party?"

"You do understand well, but this..."

Richard scratched his head, a little worried about scaring away potential investors: "...I actually belong to the indulgent school? Or in fact, the Rose School of thought doesn't have a strict division of restraint-indulgence, only 'temporary restraint-indulgence' which one?" State', for example, I have maintained a state of restraint most of the time, let alone those who are still fleeing in the Northern Continent, the people in the Southern Continent have basically gathered."

Hearing the first sentence, Klein's heart skipped a beat, and he almost immediately exchanged places with the remaining Secret Puppet in the courtyard, and he clutched the Thousand Paper Crane in his arms, but the kindness and sincerity expressed by the other party made him feel overwhelmed. He couldn't help but calm down and listen to these words.

Has there been such a big change within the Rose School of Thought?
Are those who are still fleeing in the northern continent referring to Sharon and Maric?

Facing this strong man who claimed to be a self-indulgent faction, Klein thought about it and decided not to reveal their names: "I understand."

After a moment of silence, he asked again:
"I have one more thing to know. When I was in the Southern Continent, I entrusted two helpless people to Ms. D's property. Do you know the current living conditions of those two people?"

"It's the disabled man with the nephew and uncle of a 13-year-old girl?" Richard found the corresponding person almost without thinking. In a textile factory, some new machines have been introduced, and the disabled can also operate them. They are now working in the textile factory. Although the efficiency is somewhat low and the salary is not high, our foundation provides them with accommodation and basic medical care. The two are now The weekly wages add up to £1."

The weekly salary of the two is one pound, which is indeed a bit low, but at the price in the Southern Continent, they will not starve to death... That little girl is already 13 years old, and she can't see her growth due to long-term malnutrition... Klein is a little Feeling relieved, with a smile on his face:

"It's a good thing."

"Our foundation is very good."

Richard took out a small book from the small pocket on his chest, and it turned into a brochure like magic:
"We care for children and the helpless elderly, provide basic education and medical care, and we will also teach them the necessary skills to earn a living. Mr. Dantès, would you like to consider visiting our Southern Continent institution? Every festival and investment People’s birthdays, our children also make handicrafts as gifts, we also have a wealth of extracurricular activities, all kinds of educational methods are suitable for every child...”

Klein's mouth twitched slightly.

Although it is very profane and impolite, but the other party's proficient sales posture and line skills make the door-to-door sales of this strong man who seems to be an angel more and more visual in his eyes, as if he was in the highlights every time on TV when he was a child The TV commercials that began to be played repeatedly were only short of a loudspeaker shouting "Good news! Good news!"

"I'll think about it!" Klein didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only say between the other party's slight pause, "I'll..."

"Klein! I'll help—"

At this moment, a green-eyed young man flying in the sky—or dragged by a cane in his hand—arrived directly above the courtyard. Before he could finish speaking, he immediately saw the man lying on the ground. The mummy, and a young man who was enthusiastically talking to Gehrman Sparrow.

Leonard is stuck.

Klein couldn't bear to look straight away, and before turning away, he hinted Leonard with his eyes to land or leave immediately.

Leonard landed in the distance suspiciously, staring nervously and vigilantly at the young man who seemed to be of Feysac blood, and felt that the other party seemed a little familiar—too bad, maybe he saw him on the arrest warrant again Does that look familiar?

In his mind, Pales sighed: "It's late. I can only ask Him if he would like to exchange something else."

"He?" Another him?Leonard almost blurted out the question.

Richard gave Leonard a strange look, which startled the latter.

"Based on the hearing of an angel, I feel that He can fully hear what you are saying now." Pallez snorted, "He is a rising star who has become an angel within 200 years, one of the most outstanding 'lunatics' in the Rose School of Thought, go back and read Just turn over the scroll and you will know."

"Madman?" Leonard looked at him again, "Is it the Sequence 8 of 'Prisoner'?"

"Well." Pallez replied casually, "He did something he couldn't wait for, and it might scare you... He turned more than 2000 people into bread and meat overnight, and then They were distributed to the people of the Southern Continent."

Leonard was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly his hair stood on end.

Turn people into food?Give it to others?
madman!This is complete madness!It must be the group of the worst indulgences of the Rose School of thought!

Leonard's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but want to remind Klein to leave quickly.

After scaring Leonard, Pallez smiled in a good mood: "What are you afraid of? He is usually normal, and can be said to be one of the most normal 'prisoner' angels, as long as you don't try to provoke him , He may even be called kind.”

Why do people like this always appear around Klein... Leonard couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his hands were still shaking a little from the horror story just now, why did the other party appear this time?
Leonard hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly moved forward under the urging of Pallez.

"..." Klein looked at Leonard and thought of the old man who was weak and needed supplements, so he had no choice but to ask the angel beside him, "How many Worms of Time do you need?"

Richard's smile suddenly became more sincere:
"To be honest, sir, I don't know the characteristics of this path, I only know that the demigod of the thief can use the worm of time to parasitize others to create clones, but there is no way to safely peel them off from the parasitized person ..."

He looked at the people around him who were motionless like corpses, and spread his hands: "What I can do is to prevent the degree of parasitism from deepening and stop their activities. It would be best if you have a way to peel off safely. As for the time Worm, I don't need the strongest one, I only want eight."

Pallez roughly estimated the number of Worms of Time already in the house:
"can."

Leonard winked at Klein, and Klein nodded immediately: "No problem."

Richard looked at Leonard again, a little curious about how such a young man would peel off the Worm of Time.He backed away a little, leaving enough time for Leonard and Pales to prepare, and immediately released all the shackles of Amon's clones.

The next moment, all the people who were parasitized by Amon suddenly started to move, and started to run away in all directions at the same time, even preparing to steal other people's identities and continue to hide and leave!

And the mummy Amon lying on the ground immediately stole the distance, and his legs were still in the "shackles". No matter how he stole, he was always still in place, unable to move, unable to leave.

At this time, Leonard stretched his arms slightly and relaxed his spirit body according to the old man's instructions.

In his pair of green eyes, a slightly dim "worm of time" with twelve translucent links was immediately reflected.

These two "Insects of Time" are connected end to end, forming the same ring vertically.

The ring rotated slowly, revealing a huge ancient mottled phantom behind Leonard.

This phantom is like the surface of a wall clock carved out of stone. It is divided into twelve grids in total. Each grid is either gray-white or blue-black, interspersed with each other, with clear boundaries and different symbols. Klein just glanced at it, and there was A feeling that my life is speeding up.

when!
It seems as though the bells from across history are ringing, far away in the "empty" hidden world.

Everything Klein saw slowed down, and an indescribable invisible torrent emerged, engulfing the phantom of Amon, and rushing towards the huge illusory stone wall clock.

It was actually "Worm of Time". Amon's avatar wearing a monocle suddenly reached down and aimed at Gehrman Sparrow with his palm.

Suddenly, Klein saw the skin on the back of his hand dry out quickly, wrinkled a little bit, and had inconspicuous age spots.

The speed at which Amon's phantom was absorbed slowed down a bit, but it still couldn't interrupt the process, and finally retracted into the appearance of a link bug.The restraints on his legs were released in time, and he threw himself behind Leonard, into the illusory ancient stone wall clock.

when!
Another bell rang, and a mottled pointer appeared on the gray-white and blue-black clock face.

The pointer jumped down a few frames, causing the bell to echo more and more quickly.

In No. 39 and No. 160 of Boklund Street, multiple rays of light flew out, and they were drawn and absorbed into the illusory ancient stone wall clock one after another.

At this moment, the Dangdang bell rang again.

On that illusory ancient stone wall clock, the mottled gray hands began to rotate in reverse!

One square, two squares, three squares, Klein saw that his skin quickly regained its luster, and the spots faded and disappeared one after another.

In just a few seconds, he returned to his original appearance, and his life seemed to have never passed away.

Richard looked at this scene curiously. He looked at the house next door, and found that the trembling little girl hadn't been sucked away by the restoration of Extraordinary characteristics, and finally cast his eyes on Leonard.

"Is this a strengthened Extraordinary Aggregation? An angel of the Thief Path?" The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "Becklund is more lively now than I thought...An angel of the Thief Path, could it be? To attract that legendary 'Amon'?"

He was suddenly less anxious to leave, and even somewhat arrogantly planned to stay in Backlund for a while before leaving.

TBC
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It is difficult to concentrate, and the fever is gone, but I feel that my IQ has decreased.

I just recovered and didn't have much energy, wait for me to recover...

　Also allergic!I go!Why did no one tell me that this thing is allergic to it! (Take allergy medicine)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)