Alice's Dream Club

The goblin's attitude changed so quickly that Lynch was speechless. One second, he was chatting with great interest, and the next second, he prostrated himself on the ground and begged for help with a very earnest attitude. Anyone who saw Lynch would feel stunned for a while.

However, even though he was shocked by the situation in front of him, Lynch did not delay to turn sideways to avoid the goblin's kneeling.

It's not that "accepting the kneeling is equivalent to accepting the request", it's just that being kneeled by someone is easy to shorten the life regardless of the race.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lynch gently waved his hands towards the goblin, and an invisible force immediately lifted the goblin who was kneeling and begging to a normal posture. It was also at this time that the lifted goblin showed a strange situation.

The contacts at the ends of its limbs seemed to be glued to the floor, but its body kept twisting with that force.

So the goblin was elongated in this way and turned into a very weird extended state.

Seeing that the goblin can be distorted into this form, the second king immediately turned to look at Alice: "I want to eat glutinous rice cakes for dinner!"

The previous conflict between the two seemed to have never happened at all. Alice nodded when she heard the words, and then asked, "What is Ciba?"

II: "..."

Lynch: "..."

Giving up the idea of ​​being pulled up by the goblin, Lynch said helplessly: "Ugly speaking, we will not agree to help if it is something we can do nothing about, because it is harming others, and since you want to ask for our help, now Shouldn't you explain the situation in advance?"

Hearing Lynch's response, the goblin finally raised its "head".

Although it had no face, Lynch seemed to see its rather speechless expression.

"You've said that, how can I explain the situation!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about in the future, goodbye."

As soon as Lynch got up, the goblin rushed over. Its soft shapeless shape provided it with a powerful winding ability, and it directly wrapped its entire body around Lynch's legs.

"You go, when will you promise to help and when will I come down..."

With the "adsorption" ability just now in front, Lynch naturally knew that it would be quite difficult to get it off, so he changed the solution: replace this body with a clone.

When another Lynch appeared "in front of" the goblin, its entire body shivered.

It seemed to be able to perceive that the "Lynch" wrapped in itself was no longer the original "Lynch", and after struggling for a few seconds, it made a sound of grievance.

"How can I answer if you don't ask detailed questions!"

"Then you go down first."

"oh."

The goblin's unexpected obedience made Lynch subconsciously glance at the second prince. The latter was a little angry at the time, but she didn't attack and bite. She just gave him a vicious look, and then hid behind Alice.

She seems to hate things that can be wrapped around her body.

"Tell me first what you want me to do for you."

The goblin that got off Lynch's lap returned to its previous form. It imitated Lynch and sat cross-legged on the opposite side, dancing and clamoring again.

"The goblins are in trouble! The elders seem to have a big problem with their consciousness! They suddenly believe in some kind of 'creator', praying all day or doing some strange behaviors - all the goblins before None of them believe in it. The strangest move is that the elders asked the goblins to pass the news of the 'creator's awakening' to the outside races in the inner world, because many goblins died because of this incident!"

It gestured to the windows and ventilation positions that were still sealed by water condensation.

"It's like this, being blocked and directly arrested and beaten to death, or like those people who want to follow and then accidentally beat to death when they are exposed..."

"...?"

Lynch was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Aren't you walking in the shadow world?"

"Yes, usually!" The goblin hugged its "head", "But we were not in the Shadow Realm when we first sent the message, and then we were beaten to death by them!"

Lynch wanted to take back his complaint about the goblin being an idiot just now. He felt that he couldn't blame it for being stupid, after all, it was the genetic transmission of the entire group.

"Why didn't I want to act in the shadow world before."

"Because goblins are stupid!"

"...!?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, Lynch just sighed casually, who knows how to get such a weird message.

"Compared to humans and some extraordinary races that have continued to this day, goblins are indeed stupid, but this is not important," it was still a little aggrieved and dissatisfied when it said it was stupid, but it soon adjusted its mood and returned to the previous situation. That noisy state, "The important thing is that if you don't help, there will be fewer and fewer normal fairies!"

The topic is back on track.

"That is to say, it's not the goblin who has the problem but your elders?"

"It's not just the elders!" The goblin twisted himself into a ball, "But it seems that they were all elders at first, and then more and more goblins became as abnormal as the elders. Those of us who haven't created faith yet The survivors were sent out to perform this dangerous job that would kill them!"

Alice frowned and said, "Then you normal people never thought about disobeying this order?"

"That won't work," the goblin shook his head. "The elders are like the grandfathers of goblins. From the time each goblin is born, they have been taking care of and raising them until they mature. As long as it is not too much, the elders ordered The goblins can do everything! Besides, it’s not too much to ask for it, it’s just that the residents of the inner world outside are too much!”

Even if the same race died because of passing the message, this goblin never held any hatred for the residents of the inner world, it just had the intention of being disgusted.

This made Lynch somewhat curious: "You don't seem to hate those who have done too much?"

"Of course!" The goblin trembled, it was even more restless than the second generation, "Even if the goblin is 'dead', it will be 'resurrected' in the clan, but the goblin after resurrection will become that Believers of the creator, so I don't want to hang up!"

"So after knowing so much, you really don't know the details about the creator?" Mu Xinyi asked.

"Yes!"

"You don't know what the races in the other world are preparing for?"

"That's right!"

Holding her chest and dragging her chin, the serious fact made Mu Xinyi forget that she was only wearing a bath towel.

"The so-called cognitive gap..."

"It was taught by the elders!" Speaking of the elders, the goblin showed a weak and discouraged expression, "The elders said that the residents of the inner world outside have long forgotten who the creator is. This is the cognitive gap brought about by the creator's deep sleep. Say it whenever you are asked."

It recalled a little bit, and continued: "In short, those who have been taught should follow suit, and those who have not been taught have no comment. If it doesn't work, just keep silent and pretend to be stupid!"

So far, all the mysteries about the "creator" entangled in the goblin have been solved.

Oh no, there is one more.

Lynch looked at the Second King who was lying on one side and pretended to be dead: "Speaking of which, you usually go to and from the Shadow Realm, but have you never bumped into these Shadow Realm residents even once?"

Before the Second King could explain, the goblin answered for her: "I can't see you!"

"The fairy village lives in the gap between the shadow and the reality. Usually, the elders have orders not to let us wander in the shadow world casually, and even if we are active, we will not be in the shadow world. The shadow world has no colors, it is super boring. , it’s still fun in this world!”

Well, it's completely fine now.

He moved his gaze to the three living ancestors of his family, with a clear meaning, and asked them if they agreed to help.

This performance surprised all three of them. Seeing this, Lynch sighed heavily, and immediately beat him to death endlessly.

"You should learn from Alice, and you must learn from her fish——Didn't I say it before, our club pursues a democratic system, if you think it's interesting and want to help out as a tourist, then of course I will obey the minority ..."

Boom!

"... Hiss... count. If you use a gun, I will collapse. Can you stop aiming at the little toe next time?"

Alice selectively ignored Lynch's "suggestion".

Among the three of them, Mu Xinyi and the Second Emperor were actually powerless. After all, the two were still in charge of relatively important projects, so it was a bit outrageous to think about "traveling" during the execution of the project. But both of them knew that even if they had such an idea, at least the Second World would have to follow, otherwise Lynch would not be able to freely enter and leave this mysterious "Shadow Realm".

So the Second King now has a happy face like a flower blooming.

"Miss?"

"What?"

She sat up and hugged her chest, and said solemnly: "I think you also know that I have to follow, and I can't let go of my work there, so you can hand over to me later."

Mu Xinyi was stunned for a moment, and then surprisingly, she didn't show any displeasure.

She even had a brighter smile on her face than the second generation.

"Okay, then the project bonus will be all mine."

II: "...!?"

Asking Alice to pull the two of them aside to compete and stop making trouble in front of her eyes, Lynch looked at the goblin again.

"Has Alice ever told you that our acceptance of entrustment is based on the principle of equivalent exchange?"

"No!" The goblin scratched his head in confusion, "but the goblin is very poor and can't afford it."

After thinking for a while, the goblin continued: "Then is there anyone you hate? The goblin can help you blow his ears, just like blowing Peter Pan. Goblins are the best at this kind of thing!"

"...Is Peter Pan a real person?"

Although I don't quite understand why Lynch asked such a question, the goblin nodded seriously.

"Yes, his prototype is still alive and well! We played with mud and pretended to be pirates together, which stimulated the inspiration of that person's creation!"

Lynch: "..."

After a moment of silence, Lynch finally came out of the shadow of the shattered fairy tale, and then he told the goblin the club's trading request in the simplest and most straightforward way.

Hearing the principles of the deal, the goblin finally calmed down.