Alice's Dream Club

"Yes sir, look at this."

Las Grace made Lynch join the topic unexpectedly.

She adjusted and exchanged the projected data, and a data folder "hidden" in the edge area by the clue tree was mobilized to the main camera.

There are very few materials in the data folder, only some conversation records and summary documents summarized by Lass Grace.

Displaying all the data on the bright side, without Las Grace's explanation, Lynch himself immediately discovered what the so-called "strangeness" was.

Every time a goblin appears in reality, it basically coincides with the time when the dead song agent walks in this world.

"It's not surprising that the goblin appears at the same time as the agent in the affected state. After all, there is a common saying in this world-the appearance of the goblin represents the coming of disaster, and this disaster is brought by the agent. violent turmoil."

Lasgrace snatched the wine bottle from Elder Goblin's hand, causing the latter to feel aggrieved.

"But I took advantage of the opportunity to communicate with the goblin in advance, and found that the goblin always appeared ahead of the agent every time, and every time they appeared in reality, they carried a vague message. Of course, they didn't have the previous content. I can’t remember what disappointed me, but…”

After two mouthfuls, Rasgrace's voice became serious.

"After I helped them recall repeatedly, I learned that every time the information they carried came from the 'creator', the medium was that stone tablet."

really.

Hearing the results of the investigation, Lynch's heart was half relieved.

His main purpose of looking for Rasgrace and the goblin was to confirm whether the "creator" could have a clue to connect with the sleeping goddess, and now he got a positive answer. Lynch finally came to a relatively complete conclusion about the purpose of the appearance and the source of the stele's attribution.

——Chaos is not as simple as it seems.

The so-called twilight of the gods and the induction of the goblins into chaos are all caused by "chaos", but the stele of truth is subordinate to the agent of the goddess, and the current situation is that chaos has caused the spread of pollution through the creations of the goddess and her subordinates , A very bad guess emerged in Lynch's mind.

——Song of the Dead may really be a goddess.

If it is not a goddess, then at least it has something to do with him, otherwise it is just a redundant information cluster from the collision of two worlds, and it is absolutely impossible to pollute through the extension of the goddess representing order.

Unless the goddess is driven crazy by maintaining the balance of the two worlds, she just quits and throws keyboards and curses.

But obviously that's unlikely.

Not to mention that He broke his heart for the balance of the two worlds, and was so tired that he didn't even have time to throw out the auxiliary system or the administrator. He just rushed out of work and lost consciousness. If she is really annoying If you want to destroy the world, just lead the two worlds to collide. Destruction is always easier and simpler than creation and maintenance.

If you are in a bad mood, both of them will be wiped out. If you are in a good mood, just invest a little energy in protecting one of them.

Anyway, Lynch thinks from the perspective of profit supremacy, and the goddess can never give up, because this does not meet the setting that she has worked so hard for so long and still thinks about the two worlds when she is asleep.

After pondering for a long time, he couldn't figure out what was going on, sighed, Lynch got up and planned to go back to the club for a while.

He felt that his spirit needed to be smoothed out, especially the stability of Alice's knee pillow: this was just about to separate the goddess from the song of the dead, and now this happened again, and his brain would explode.

Seeing that Lynch was about to leave, Rasgrace quickly expressed her intention to stay.

"There is a saying in your hometown that goes, 'Sit for a while when you come here, eat dinner before leaving'..."

"can you cook?"

"A little bit," Lasgrace thumped her chest with her fist, her face was full of confidence, "I can still make instant noodles!"

Lynch: "..."

I don’t know if other people have had this experience, at least Lynch often changed his food to instant noodles due to various problems when he was in college. There are various brands and flavors of instant noodles on the market. Basically, I ate it all, and every taste is a box.

After all, everyone knows the reason: poverty.

Only after having a little spare money and frugal for a while, can the food be improved a little - try another brand of crooked fruit under the banner of import.

After four years of hell-like training, he now shudders more when he hears the word instant noodles than he hears horror news like "Alice is really angry" or "a certain girl was made to cry by me" .

In order not to embarrass Rasgrace so much, Lynch had no choice but to move out of Alice.

"Let's forget about dinner. You know, my lady witch is very strict, so it's easy if you don't go back to eat..."

Lynch made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The witch's reputation is well known to everyone. Although she was a little surprised why this "fairy" who was above all things was treated as a coward by her own witch, she still expressed her understanding and did not want Lynch to have dinner here.

And watched as Lynch's head really fell off his neck.

The headless corpse fell to the ground weakly, and Alice's figure came into Lasgrace's eyes.

She wiped the blood stains on the hatchet in her hand, and at the same time apologized to herself with an apologetic expression.

"Sorry, my master has caused you trouble again."

"No, nothing..."

After putting Lynch's body in a body bag, Alice pulled out a carriage from nowhere. There were several large boxes that were as tall as a person, and the boxes were all trapped in the car by hemp ropes, with the simple words "Handle with care and fragile danger" written on them.

"These are fairly high-quality wines. Please allow me to use these wines as compensation for my master's letting you drink industrial alcohol."

"……ah?"

At this time, Lass Grace realized why many of the bottles of wine tasted so spicy and silky smooth, and the co-author was industrial alcohol?

After thinking about it, Lasgrace asked a little shyly, "Well...I actually think industrial alcohol tastes pretty good, why don't you forget about this car?"

Alice: "..."

An additional car of industrial alcohol was delivered on the spot, and Mu Xinyi, who was applying a mask, also showed the same expression as the second king - because she pulled the second car.

Obviously, the behavior of the two being forced to pull the cart was Alice's revenge for the two people's disorderly request earlier.

The two of them can only hold back, otherwise they have to go out to buy breakfast by themselves, which is troublesome.

Picking up Lynch's body bag, the three planned to leave.

Alice's thoughtfulness was rewarded by Lasgrace. She asked: "Is there anything else I can help with? After all, I can't drink alcohol during non-cooperative work."

"Then investigate the clues about Cuiyulu."

Alice opened the transmission channel.

"However, your main job at this stage is to cooperate with Ymir to repair your ship. The master may arrange a new home for you in the dream world, and you will have to move by yourself when the time comes."

Although Alice used the possibility, basically everyone present will regard this "possibility" as a certainty.

Las Grace knew that Lynch would not let their extraordinary races go unnoticed, and placing them in the dream world could at least guarantee "control".

Alice said this because Lynch had had this kind of biased thinking long ago, especially after learning that all the races in the other world came from the dream world, and Yogudora Hill also wanted to find a new "home", and the dream world happened to be Appropriate, and he just happens to be an occasional nosy person.

As for the goblins...

Well, they are simple and believe what they say.

"Speaking of restoration, I may have to ask the club at that time."

Alice, who was just about to step into the teleportation channel, stopped in her tracks: "I personally suggest that you should carry out the work of rebuilding your home. The club can help, but it won't do any good to the Asa people."

"No," Lasgrace sighed, "After investigation, I learned that part of the homeland may have fallen into the Atlantic Ocean, which is the territory of the Kraken. The other side of the Kraken group is extremely xenophobic, so I just said that I might need help from the club..."

"If that's all it is, you're always welcome to come to the club and make a deal."

After the words fell, Alice left the garden.

Looking at the gradually closing rift, Lasgrace sighed softly.

"I hope there is a club that can make the Kraken more honest... The creator is really annoying, so desperate to send a message at this time... Take a look!"

Gazing at the goblin elder beside her, Lasgrace sat on the carriage, opened a bottle of industrial alcohol and downed it.

By the time he got back to the club, Lynch had swindled his body, and he had ugly stitches sewed on the incision of his neck with crude handicrafts.

Climbing out of the body bag, he immediately went to the place where the tools were stored, and when he returned to the three of them, there were already two plug-in large bolts on both sides of his head.

After bouncing around a few times, he made a debut pose.

"Aha! Frankenstein!"

"Neuropathy!"

"Are you free?"

"Boss, go to the doctor if you are sick."

Lynch: "..."

It has not been a day or two since the three girls in his family disliked him. Following the smell, he came to the kitchen. It turned out that Alice had just made supper when he came to kill him.

Just as he was happily sitting in his seat, a bowl of instant noodles soaked in cold water was placed in front of him with a bang.

"This is your supper."

Lynch thought Alice was not angry, but she was here waiting for revenge.

Enduring the most dreadful fear in her heart, Alice finished eating the bread, and at the same time, Alice told him Las Grace's request.

Touching his chin and thinking for a while, Lynch clapped his hands together.

"Okay, then the vacation is over, and tomorrow morning all the staff will go on a business trip to the Atlantic Ocean."

Three people: "...???"