Alice's Dream Club

Lynch didn't know whether this was the daily life of a monk or a herdsman. Anyway, the way the eldest lady notified her family was quite earth-shattering.

After hearing the words, she raised the long sword in her hand, first charged for a moment, and then threw it vigorously towards the camp.

The long sword pierced through the air and cut a stream of bright light, and the momentum of landing was even more deafening.

The young miss suddenly exploded a mushroom cloud by throwing swords...

Fanning the dust blown by the impact in front of him, Lynch coughed dryly, "...How much hatred do you have with your father?"

"Let's not live together," Mu Xinyi's voice was a little muffled, and when she turned her head to look at Lin Qi, she realized that the protection she had already prepared for herself—the masks were outdated and ineffective. A gas mask...

"Who told him to keep cheating on me all the time, besides, I can't blame me for blowing up like this."

When mentioning the word "Mei Liuer", Mu Xinyi put a strong emphasis on it, feeling a faint sense of warning.

Lynch pretended not to hear.

"He gave me that sword. He must have been looking for him when I threw it out. Besides, who made him want to sit at the door of the ammunition depot so that he could not die. In the past, the most he threw out was just hitting his forehead."

With a snap of his fingers, invisible fluctuations blow away the surrounding smoke and dust.

Looking at the picture of the Mu family master below, even if he is wearing a long sword and looks disheartened, he still smiles to maintain order, Lynch suddenly has a kind of "realization": I am afraid that if it is not for him, this situation may develop if he has children in the future.

Shaking his head and smiling, suppressing this thought that is quite a fantasy at present, Lynch asked: "So this is the end of the notification?"

"Well," Mu Xinyi nodded, "I've stored all the information in the sword, as long as those who were bombed just now can learn the message 'can be withdrawn' with the spread of fluctuations."

"Do your father and daughter usually send messages like this?"

Although she didn't know why Lynch asked such a question, Mu Xinyi still nodded.

"Yeah, this is the only way to use it other than using a mobile phone."

After thinking about it for a while, Lynch finally gave up the idea of ​​letting her understand the hearts of the poor parents in the world.

Obviously, including the "explosive information transmission technique", it was taught by Mu Rongfu, an old father. This old father is well aware of his daughter's nature, so he has been waiting there for a better display of this information transmission method. come out.

After all, Mu Xinyi was still an immature child in front of her father.

Thinking that sooner or later a person as smart as Mu Xinyi would figure it out by himself, Lynch clapped her hands lightly. In the blink of an eye, the two returned to the club's residential area. Before he could say anything, Mu Xinyi immediately ran to the second floor.

"I'll use the bathroom first, don't call me if you don't have dinner, I'm going to play games to relax after the new butter is released!"

Looking at the figure of the young lady, Lynch frowned and said, "Isn't there a bathroom in your room? The sewer is blocked and can't be used?"

Stopping on the stairs and looking back, there was an indescribable cunning in the eldest lady's smile.

“The bathtub in the public bathroom is big!”

Lynch: "..."

When I came back, Alice had already prepared lunch. The quality of this meal depends purely on the current time. Lynch was surprised that he didn’t feel hungry at all after not eating for nearly four days, but he was even more shocked. What's more, he smelled the rice and was actually hungry.

When he came to the kitchen, Lynch picked up the pot of braised pork on the table and walked out of the kitchen.

Alice tilted her head and glared at Lynch. Without waiting for the former to say anything, Lynch immediately explained: "Even if I am a boss, I have to keep my promise, right, after all, I promised to send it to someone by hand."

"What?" Alice rolled her eyes after staring, "I want you to fill two more bowls of rice! She can't get enough of meat alone."

Being able to say this kind of thing shows how well Alice knows the Second King.

Glancing at the rice cooker next to him, Lynch hugged it in his arms: "Then you can steam another pot, anyway, our young lady is also taking a bath."

What responded to Lynch was the fried spoon that was thrown over.

Cheerfully holding the meat and the rice cooker, he came to the reception hall. After a little feeling, he confirmed that at least there were no potential traders in the near future. Lynch stood on tiptoe and pushed open the mechanism of the mural with his buttocks.

Although the world at the end of the passage is full of weirdness and unknowns, at least it doesn't look like "another universe" as the saying goes. The problem-this situation is based on the different basic constants and coefficients of different universes. In a relatively easy-to-understand way, it is the "object" of the current universe that does not match another universe, resulting in unrecognizable.

Of course, this kind of thing is not easy to say. Let's investigate the specific truth when we have time and "ability".

Walking through the passage to the dream world, what Lynch saw was a figure running towards him. Billows of smoke rose from the ground, and the momentum of the attack was like a rainbow.

Taking a step aside, he silently stretched out his legs towards the original place.

Naturally, the person who came was Er Shi who had smelled the fragrance of the meal, but what disappointed Lynch was that Er Shi did not trip over him because of his uncontrollable rush.

She stepped on and broke her leg bone directly.

Lynch: "..."

After snatching away the rice cooker and the meat bowl, the second king sat there. She didn't start it quickly, but stared at the rice in front of her in a daze.

After his legs had almost recovered to the point where he could move without affecting his movements, Lynch squatted beside her: "Are you thinking about going back to eat or eating here?"

"I'll bite you to death?" The second grabbed a shadow tentacle and smashed it on Lynch's face, and the latter caught it and squeezed it, "You don't even give me chopsticks, how can I eat it! "

"……Too."

After humming for a while, Er Shi gave up the idea of ​​competing with Lynch. After all, he specially brought himself braised pork and rice.

Withdrawing the shadow tentacles in Lynch's hands, the tentacles glowing with black light gradually evolved into a pair of chopsticks in the process of coming into the hands of II.

With Chopsticks II, she was still not in a hurry to eat. She tried the heat first to confirm that the tentacles would not feel the "pain of being scalded", and then began to eat in a whirlwind.

Taking advantage of II Shi's full stomach, Lynch re-examined the surrounding environment.

The observation this time is not to observe the equipment and the dead mutant carriers, but to feel the world - Lynch knows that this statement is a bit suspenseful, but he is really analyzing the relationship between the two worlds with his own perception s difference.

Of course there was a result, but it was obviously difficult for him to tell the reason based on his current level, so he turned to II for help.

After hearing Lynch's thoughts, the second generation was stunned on the spot. It took a long time before she swallowed the meat in her mouth, and then looked at Lynch with the eyes of a silly roe deer who took the initiative to walk towards the hunter's gun.

"Boss, I think you may have misunderstood me."

"...Huh?" Lynch was still rubbing his legs, it was really a bit ruthless just now.

Taking a deep breath, II suppressed the urge to bite and said: "No matter how much I do scientific research, I can't investigate the time difference between the dream world and the real world! Not to mention anything else, I can't solve the problem of equipment alone. , so why don't you let the magical Olympus do this kind of thing, it's hard for me to have fun!"

"First of all, I have to explain, don't you believe in your invincible technical ability?" Lynch patted II's head as a comfort, and helped him wipe off the oil stains on his face by the way, "Then I really want to let O Lympus’s super-era civilization is in charge of this matter, and I’m telling you now just to see if you’re interested, and if you’re interested, you’ll be mainly responsible for this later.”

"What about the dead variant?" The second pointed to the equipment and the binding force field with his chopsticks.

"Together to you."

There was no sign of joking on Lynch's face. After hearing the words, he pondered for a long time, and the second finally turned his grief and anger into appetite.

"I'm finally starting to regret joining the club now. Looking at the companies and chief executives I've met in my life, I've never seen anyone more black-hearted than you!"

"Then I'll still include food, lodging, and consumption."

"I can't eat this meal!"

Even though she said so, the Second King was still stuffing meat and rice into her mouth. According to her, this is not a meal, but energy replenishment, and the two are not the same thing.

Anyway, with the arrangement Lynch returned to the club, Mu Xinyi also finished the bath at this time, not only finished the bath, but also changed into a suit of neat clothes, while looking at the mobile phone, the hot wind created by the magic technique blows the wet Hair, as if a posture to go out.

"Stop eating?"

"What are you eating?" Mu Xinyi pointed to the phone, "There is another message from Muxiu Club. Something seems to be wrong, I have to go and check."

Lynch immediately yelled towards the passageway: "Look, the eldest lady has forgotten to eat and sleep for work, learn a little bit."

The Second King's response was also quite straightforward, just one sentence: "Get lost!"

When Mu Xinyi heard this roar, she suddenly showed a strange expression.

"What inhumane things have you done to others?"

"No," Lynch waved his hand, taking advantage of the situation to exert his own defensive will on Mu Xinyi, "just to let him understand how black-hearted the club's corporate culture really is."

Mu Xinyi: "..."

With the use of protection, Lynch has become more and more proficient in this method. Now he can even adjust the status of protection when it officially takes effect. If there is no accident, the effect of embedding advertisements is just around the corner.

After protecting Mu Xinyi, Lynch took the lunch box from Alice and handed it to Mu Xinyi.

"Let's eat on the way."

After putting away the lunch box, Mu Xinyi left the club in a hurry.

Then, the closed door was pushed open again by her not long after. With only one head exposed, she saw Lynch who hadn't left yet, and pointed to the outside direction.

"Hey, Banxian, it seems to be here for business."