Dark Demon Warlock

"Suck -"

"The instant noodles you made are really good, suck—"

Jim Thomson said to Art over a spicy beef noodle dish.

It was late August, and the instant noodles, which had been tested for a long time, were finally officially put into production, and soon became popular in the entire city of Pudera and expanded rapidly.

A variety of flavors, easy and convenient brewing and instant eating, and most importantly, the price is cheap, as long as it is not the kind that cannot be opened at home, it can be consumed.

Moore Lane and Jim Thomson have their hands full.

The former is responsible for dealing with all forces.

Instant noodles became popular in the market almost instantly, and it is impossible for all parties to remain indifferent.

If it was just him, it would be really difficult to deal with so much pressure, but with the help of Dawn Church and Terra Church to share, the pressure was immediately reduced a lot.

The shares that Angelo Nell and Shao Hui wanted were not kept for themselves, but dedicated to their respective churches.

No matter what kind of organization, it is inseparable from the demand for money.

Jim Thomson is in charge of the specific business, raw materials, factories, sales, confidentiality work, etc., busier than Moore Lane.

At noon today, it was hard for him to have a moment of rest.

Art came over to express his condolences.

Yate is only responsible for using his brain and mouth, proposing ideas, formulas, production methods, sales methods, etc., and he hardly cares about it later, all of which are Jim Thomson's busy work.

But come to condolences, I feel sorry for myself.

Especially when I came here and saw that Jim Thomson was actually eating instant noodles, he was half a circle fatter than before, so I couldn't help but give him a few bottles of Moonshine.

It does have some effects of detoxification and cleaning the stomach.

Fortunately, he only gained half a circle of fat, otherwise it would be hard to imagine him being Moore Lane's secretary with a big stomach.

"Is there anything else?" After eating the instant noodles, Jim Thomson started serving bowls to see off the guests.

"Let's go." Art said with a smile.

After listening to his complaints for a long time, I know that he hasn't been able to take a good rest recently, and he just squints for a while when he has free time.

The business is so good that there is no guarantee when something will happen.

Moreover, some customers are difficult to deal with, and he must do it himself.

It's not the gangsters, most of the gangsters have a good eye and know who can be offended and who can't be offended, but some big businessmen, relatives of city councilors, etc., either inquire about secret recipes, poach people, or put forward some ridiculous conditions.

Some people even asked for a shipment, saying that they wanted to transport instant noodles to other cities for sale!

That's okay, the problem is that this guy wants to pay on credit for his face, saying that he will pay back after selling.

I don't know where such a big face comes from!

After inquiring, it turned out that this person was actually a distant relative of Ryan's family. According to his seniority, Moore Ryan still called him uncle!

Jim Thomson can only report to Moore Lane.

In the end it was a play between Angelo Nell and Moore Lane that sent the man away.

It's easy to get rid of him alone, and it's okay to even send him a boat, but this precedent cannot be set.

Even so, Jim Thomson continued to encounter various difficulties.

After all, he has no experience.

That's why I'm so tired.

In addition, with the improvement of Yate's strength and status, he lost the idea of ​​making friends with Yate.

No longer in a class, forcibly clinging may be counterproductive.

Another thing is that the relationship and cooperation between Art and Moore Lane are getting closer and closer, but he needs to keep a clear stand.

This was the most basic wink, and if he didn't even understand this, he wouldn't be worthy to be Moore Lane's secretary.

After Art left his residence, he was going to go to the beach for a walk.

During this period of time, I have hardly left the house, and it is rare to come out to bask in the sun and relax.

Clear your mind.

During this time, when he eats, sleeps, and takes a bath, he thinks about his spiritual organs, just like a computer working at full capacity. After a long time, you need to clean up the garbage, shut down and rest for a while.

This is also one of the purposes of his coming out.

I can't wait to arrange everything I can do at once.

Since he was here to relax, he must not go to the direction of the crowded pier, but to the side where the murloc corpse was recovered last time.

Because of the treacherous terrain and strong winds and waves, there was no popularity there. After this incident, it was even more uninhabited and desolate.

The coastline seems to have been bitten by some animal, with jagged and jagged teeth, and it is difficult to find a flat place.

Only cliffs, reefs, no beaches.

Occasionally, slippery moss and algae can also be seen.

Some algae grow on the shore and grow on cliffs and reefs like vines, and their vitality is very tenacious.

The sound of the wind and waves became noticeably louder.

Nearly blows his hat off.

Although it was midsummer, he wore a hat to cover the two bulging bags on his head.

Those two crystals were combined with his skull, blood vessels, etc., as if they had really become his own organs, and slowly developed under his spirituality and energy supply.

Although there are only 2 bags, he can already feel the horns being bred inside, growing little by little every day.

It feels somewhat similar to teething.

Unknowingly came to the site of the last shelling.

The messy ground still hasn't recovered, there are scorched traces of gunfire, and scattered reefs.

The sea water washes against the coast, advancing and retreating, quite rhythmically.

Restored clear, blue.

Art found a rock and stood on it, looking into the distance.

Feeling suddenly...

"Wow—"

Have you seen murloc out of water?

He saw it!

A vivid picture of murlocs coming out of the water!

But it wasn't the mermaid he wanted to see, but an ugly and strong man with big arms, a round waist, a height of more than 230cm, and a mountain on top of his head!

Geraldine Casar of the murlocs.

I don't know what to do here, and suddenly got out of the sea.

The sea water slid down his strong body.

In an instant, his upper body was dry again.

While out of the water, Yate was also found.

The two sides looked at each other.

For a moment, it seemed that there was only the noise of the wind.

Immediately, Geraldine Casa actually made a blocking action!

Topless.

Art twitched his eyes and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I..." Geraldine Casa hesitated a few times, then suddenly came to his senses, and asked sternly, "What are you doing here?"

This is not his territory, why can't he come?

On the contrary, he asked strangely.

"Let's relax, where are you?" Unexpectedly, Yate immediately replied and asked.

"I, I'm taking a shower!" Geraldine Casa forced out a reply.

Art smiled, although he saw through his mind, he didn't say it.

Mostly I came here to try my luck, and I wanted to see if I could find some items from the Alami dynasty.

The space is broken, and it is inevitable that some debris and bits and pieces will flow out.

As a murloc, it's not surprising that he has such an idea.

It's smart enough to wait for nearly a month before taking action.

There was a water leak at home, and I couldn't fix it after tossing all morning. The update is late, sorry.

Does not affect the third shift.