The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After two days of rain, everyone can feel the decrease in temperature from the humid air. Even indoors, the walls, floors, and furniture exude some uncomfortable humid feeling.

"I said that the pigeon in front of the boss's window was fake." Behind a window in the living area, an employee was trying to chat with colleagues.

The content is Grand, which is basically the only topic that new employees can talk to each other in these two days. To give two examples-

Question: "Your accent is not like a local, where did you come from? How come you work in a funeral home?"

Answer: "West."

Question: "I've never been to it, what does the West look like?"

Answer: "The way you can't live."

The topic is over.

Question: "What are you doing in Barton, what did you do before? How come you work in a funeral home?"

Answer: "Can't tell you."

Question: "Why?"

Answer: "Because I don't want to go back to jail."

The topic is over.

This is the result of you stuffing a compound living area with interracial and former criminals. They cannot communicate ‘normally’. The only topic that they can advance a little bit is Grande, which is separated by a yard.

Hey. But they, the Grand boss, hardly come to the living area. These employees can only talk about pigeons on the windowsill.

"That pigeon is fake, but it is not the reason you think." Another employee responded.

"How do you know why I said it was fake?" The original employee pouted and apparently disliked the respondent's attitude.

"Because you don't know ..." The person who answered just wanted to say something, and Miro followed sullenly behind Scott, passing by the two in conversation. Miro glanced at the person who was about to answer, "Think about what you want to say, don't say anything that should not be said to these people who interview in the afternoon, let me do your lesson!"

The answerer closed his mouth trying to answer, watching Miro follow this Scott, shook his head, and stopped talking.

"What happened to those two guys, they were the two people who came in on the day of the interview." The person who was still talking about pigeons changed the subject. "The two have been together these two days, and they don't look like friends. Looks, is there any contradiction? "

"Don't ask me, I can't tell you."

"I don't like your attitude."

"I didn't want you to like it either."

"Uh, whatever."

"Yes, whatever."

Never mind the living quarters, Grande.

Zac admired the rain for a while behind the office window and said, "Why do you pretend to be a pigeon? I haven't moved in two days, and my employees start to think you are a sculpture."

The pigeons did not respond. Let some raindrops blown by the wind hit yourself.

Zac shook his head and sat back at his desk. Zac was waiting for the call, and today Joey promised to get the identity of the Gangaro ancestor.

The fax suddenly started working.

Zac raised his eyebrows, put away the information spit out by the machine, and looked back, "Your identity is here."

The pigeon did not respond.

Zac did not expect any response from the other party. While looking at the content on the fax, he explained: "Your name is Calvin, and the surname is inherited because of this identity, so one is attached. Clean, you can change it yourself. "

"Calvin." The pigeon suddenly said. Probably adapting to his name.

Zac pouted and continued, "Most of your assets are already cashed in your account, but you still have a family of ancestors in xxx, a small town in the west, you can go to live, You can also leave it there. "

The pigeons have not responded again, probably not interested in something that normal humans would care about.

Zach is just talking about what he should convey, "All the relevant documents of identity will be mailed within a week. Before that, if you want to start human activities as Calvin ..." Zack put A piece of fax cut off, "This is the proof of reissuing various certificates on the spot." Like the pigeons showed the faxes with the seals of various institutions, and added a sentence without reason, "Do you understand?"

The pigeon's eyes looked at the fax displayed to him for a while, and his eyes turned to Zac's face. It doesn't understand.

Zac pouted, "This is a proof that you are a legal citizen. You have to show Barton Police that you are a federal citizen. This is a proof of your social insurance. You probably do n’t need this, but society needs this to make you. When you are a person, otherwise you are a tramp, and you have nothing in this society for people. This is the proof of your asset information. You need this to use your account and use money. You know what money is. This is Credit ... "Zach pointed to the contents of the certificates given by various agencies on the fax and explained them one by one, regardless of whether the pigeons understood.

I glanced at the end of the fax, and there was a suggestion from Joey. Zach reiterated, "It is not recommended to reprocess the identity information." Zach frowned. "Now the human citizenship verification system is very complicated, except for In addition to the ability to change the impression data, Ruiduo's procedures for other vampires are prone to problems. It is enough to wait for the identity of the original identity to arrive, and then usually use the enchanting pupil to solve the identity doubt. It ’s in line with the vampire ’s preferences. "

Zac raised an eyebrow, which was a new problem. It's no problem to think about it. The vampires we've seen before use human identity, either using the original human identity, or Simon Gangaro, who has the same image capabilities as Toledo. There is no chance for such problems.

But this time, Zac said vaguely about the need for this identity, and Joey in the west did not ask who Zac ’s Toledo ancestor got this identity, only to make up for this explanation. Avoid problems.

The pigeon 'cooed' for a moment, and asked, "Why can I create an identity based on my own preferences during the identity rotation?" Asking this kind of question can only show that this ancestor of Gangaro is not satisfied with the current identity information. .

Zac replied, "Because ten years is a generation of humanity, after you have lived in Calvin for more than ten years, you have the qualification to create the identity you want in the human race. It can be established by your human identity. The family can also be the descendants of your human 'manufacturing'. This identity rotation system of the Magic Banquet allows you to accumulate your human family capital, and you can customize each of your identities from you down. "

Pigeons ... No, change it. Calvin can no longer say that he is ignorant of human civilization. He is ignorant of human race. "In ten years, can I customize an identity for one generation?"

Uh, Zac was speechless. "As much as you want, there are also twins and triplets born by human beings. There is also a person who has been married, divorced, married and divorced within ten years, and lives in several families. Calvin's life It ’s yours, whatever you do, it ’s your family ’s assets. "

"Good." Calvin spread his wings, afraid of hitting the window.

Zac reacted for a while before realizing that it was the other party who finally wanted to enter the room. When I opened the window, I was instantly confused by the wind and rain. Calmly cleaning the drops of water on his face, Calvin jumped into the window and changed his shape into a human.

Wetting on Grande's floor, Calvin glanced at Zac's office, "Week, right."

It should be the document that was mailed, "Yes, one week." Zac pursed his lips, anticipating that this week will not be better.

Sure enough, "That week, you taught me the life of human beings." Calvin's eyes fell on Zac, "especially the generation of offspring and the constant travel to different parts of the family."

Zach was a little wary, er, not the kind of human creation that everyone imagined, but ... Calvin, as if clearly expressing his purpose for human identity, is to accumulate 'family assets'-custom identity Quantity!

Does this Gangaro ancestor want to make a lot of descendants?

Zac knew that it was impossible to get answers by asking directly. That week, Zac had a week to try!

Living Area.

An employee blocked another employee, "Just tell you a moment, you and I are wrong. It turns out that the pigeon on the window sill of our boss is true. I just saw the pigeon move and the boss opened it. The window put the pigeons into the house. "

The blocked employee clearly showed a look of contempt, "You are wrong, I am not wrong, the pigeon is not real, no matter what you look at."

"Oh?" The blocking staff chuckled, "I think I am used to your" pleasing "attitude? Has your mother taught you how to speak? Or did you say you need I will teach ... "

Scott, who was followed by Miro at any time, didn't know where it came from, and blocked the employees who were already in the sleeves. "Don't, we can't beat ... these guys who interviewed in the morning."

"what?"

"Trust me, I tried." Scott looked back at Miro. "This is the result, let me teach you your lesson!" After that, he floated away with Miro. The two employees who almost left the post just thought about staying thoughtfully for a while, and then both dropped a contemptuous look at each other and walked away in two ways ...