Dark Demon Warlock

Yate didn't intend to move forward, he stood obediently behind, and when someone greeted him, he returned the greeting, and when no one paid attention, he just looked at him and didn't speak.

It is no longer the time when you are a newcomer, you urgently need to manage contacts, acquire knowledge and understanding of the world.

The current network is enough, and these people are not ideal candidates for contact as high-level executives of a certain organization branch.

Those who greeted him all looked at the face of Moore Lane and Professor Hughes, and he didn't need to be flattered.

Besides, he is also someone who has communicated with Ms. Yue, Mephisto and other existences. How could he be flattered by a mere professional less than level 6?

It seems that it was negotiated, the various organizations in Pudera City are no more than Tier 6 professionals, including Dietrich's laboratory!

These guys don't care much about the law, but they all attach great importance to this unspoken rule.

After finally waiting for these people to say hello and leave, Moore Ryan turned to look at Art.

It turned out that he was chatting with Claire!

Unlike Xante Harold, these assistants did not know Claire's true identity, and of course they would not specifically greet her as a female junior.

And Claire was also not interested in this kind of pleasantries. After holding back for a while, she finally couldn't help talking to Art.

Art also didn't care what these people thought of him.

In his eyes, none of these people combined was as important as Claire's.

If Claire gets mad, he can slap these people to death with one hand!

Besides, he knew very well that Moore Lane was not necessarily happy.

Moore Lane is also the highest officer of this navy, but these people who came here are all deputies.

No need to scrutinize, the obvious.

Sure enough, although Moore Ryan shook his head pretending to be helpless, there was no displeasure in his eyes, on the contrary, he was somewhat happy.

Those guys despise him, so his people can naturally despise these guys.

Angelo Nell and Shao Hui stood on the other side, as if this would distance them from them.

Shaohui's face was full of helplessness.

"How long will it take?" Art asked after finishing his chat with Claire.

Moore Lane glanced around and found that no one was paying attention, so he said, "I don't know, but the seventh order has been watching every day recently."

While the two were talking, in the elevator-like light beam, a group of figures rose up from the bottom of the sea.

Several professionals guard a group of middle-aged and elderly scholars.

The hulking back in the middle, who is completely different from the thin and frail scholars around him, is Professor Hughes.

The old man didn't wear glasses, his beard was a little messy, and he was holding a shovel in his hand, as if he had just returned from digging a hole to bury someone.

"Professor Hughes is really different!" Angelo Nell came over again at some point and sighed.

"Archaeology has high requirements on the body. It is difficult to make great achievements with knowledge but without a strong physique." Arter naturally wanted to defend the old man.

Although Angelo Nell was not malicious.

"That's true!" Angelo Nell nodded approvingly.

There is a living example in front of you. Those middle-aged scholars are already exhausted, but Professor Hughes is completely normal. Can the research efficiency be the same?

"You..." Art was about to say something when he suddenly saw the old man in the crowd glance at him.

There is no mistake, the two still have a moment to look at each other!

More than 80 meters away, how did the old man know he was coming, how did so many people see him, and even notice his eyes?

Absolutely not wrong!

"What's wrong with me?" Angelo Nell couldn't help asking.

Where does someone talk with only one beginning!

"It's okay, I just want to ask if you have any inside information." Art looked away and said with a smile.

People who know so many stereotypes should be very well informed.

"How do you know I have inside information?" Angelo Nell asked in surprise.

Really?

Yate realized that he still underestimated her gossip... no, it was her ability!

"You are so well-informed, it's not surprising that you have inside information!" Yate didn't say that he guessed, but took it for granted.

"I found that you are very good at talking!" However, Angelo Nell was not stunned by his flattery, but squinted his eyes, as if he was re-examining him.

"The same thing, why not say it nicer?" Art asked back.

Underestimated her.

"That's true!" However, Angelo Nell immediately accepted his explanation.

Yate suddenly wanted to withdraw his evaluation just now.

"The restriction should be broken in these two days, and you must be with Major Ryan by then!" Angelo Nell urged in a low voice.

"I see." Arthur's heart trembled.

It is not surprising that several major forces will join forces to clear the field, but I am just worried about what is about to happen.

I don't know what the Marquis Kofi and his group are planning!

Seeing that it is about to show up.

"Be careful, both of you." After hesitating, he decided to tell her.

Judging from the contact during this period, the two of them are worth making friends with.

"What news do you have?" Angelo Nell suddenly stared at him with a flash of surprise and understanding.

Art changed his impression of her again.

Suddenly realized that he had never really seen her clearly!

Her personality is changeable, calm and quiet, gossip, careless but thoughtful, intelligent, and transparent... just showing these things is already close to catching up with Claire!

"Can't say!" After hesitating, Art gave an ambiguous answer.

Let her guess.

If she is smart enough, even if she can't guess the answer, she should know how to deal with it.

"Thank you!" Angelo Nell frowned, pondered for a moment, then raised his head and thanked him seriously.

Yate lowered his head and suddenly looked obliquely forward.

Professor Hughes flew over with the help of a professional.

"Teacher!" Art waited for him to land, and hurried forward to meet him.

"Why are you here?" Professor Hughes asked immediately.

"I heard that there has been a breakthrough here, so I came to take a look." Yate replied while guessing what the old man meant.

Are you telling yourself you shouldn't come?

He did know something.

"How is your homework going?" Professor Hughes suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"I haven't seen much in the past two days." Art replied honestly.

"Monroe Cromwell, do you remember?" Professor Hughes's way of speaking today was a bit jumpy.

"I know." Arthur nodded.

"I put the new assignment for you on him." Professor Hughes said, looking into his eyes.

Art also looked into his eyes, and after a moment, nodded: "Oh."

Professor Hughes patted him on the shoulder, beckoning the professional to leave.

Come and go.

Yate stood in place and looked at the old man's back with a dazed expression.

The old man patted him on the shoulder just now, with very light force, and there would be a "bang" when he usually set off.

And the look in the old man's eyes, it's only weird if it's not weird!

Thank you book friend "Uncle is so sleepy" for your reward