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Chapter 182 180. Indescribable Information

At the same time, on the other side of the continent.

The office building, which was full of people during the day, was empty at this time, except for the security room on the first floor, which was still lit, and only the president's office on the top floor was still slightly lit.

"Is there an archive mechanism? It seems that this new game is going to go further and further in the stand-alone mode."

"No, no, this kind of game will definitely encourage players to form teams, and the main direction must be the cooperation and competition of elite small teams..."

"There are a lot of skills that are common between reality and games."

"Inference, psychology, natural history, the understanding of horror and suspense novels and Cthulhu's worldview are equivalent to the skills of occultism and Cthulhu mythology..."

"Those professional abilities that focus on skills and experience are completely useless in the game, and can only be solved by adding points..."

This is a young woman with black hair and black eyes, if not for her slightly tough face and fair complexion, she is a typical Chinese.

With short, clean hair and a plain nightgown, the owner of the room was leaning over the desk, muttering softly while writing something in a thick notebook.

Speaking and writing Chinese characters is conducive to thinking, which is a habit Anna has developed over the years.

"The two old gags among the teammates this time are not easy to deal with, so let's wait and see. The little girl has an eccentric personality, curiosity and a sense of justice. She always does strange things, so it's not easy to recruit. As for the rest Next...Young, energetic, good performance, and inexperienced, the biggest advantage is that you love money, it is a good choice to use it to stand in the front row and do things..."

"As a materialist, it's still difficult for me to believe this!"

"However... that person's words are really bewitching."

"Take it as a pastime when you're bored, it's such a happy decision."

The tip of the pen dropped the last stroke on the notebook, and Anna picked up the phone and directly dialed the second number on the speed dial.

As soon as the phone was connected, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the phone, with a strong British aristocratic accent, showing the identity of the other party.

"What do you need? Still studying your unrealistic fantasies? You have almost emptied the archives of the National Library, and I can't see the rest. As I have said, your mother's illness I will be in charge, the research institute is full of top experts and cutting-edge equipment..."

"But there hasn't been any progress yet, has it? Father, your research institute that burns hundreds of millions of euros a year is not as good as a... what? Oh, that's right. 'A liar who pretends to be a ghost', this is what you said some time ago saying, right?"

The relationship between the father and daughter was obviously a bit tense on the surface, and in just two sentences, neither side gave in at all.

But this doesn't mean anything. In this world, there are fathers who never get in touch with their sons, but there are very few fathers who can abandon their daughters and ignore them.

Anna knows this very well. She has been in the mall for many years and is very good at using her own advantages. She does not have the princess disease of "I can do it without relying on my parents".

Facts also proved that she knew her father well. The man on the phone softened his tone after hearing her words.

"Okay, I admit that I got it wrong, but it doesn't explain anything. The things you studied are just crazy assumptions and groundless legends..."

"Don't you also believe in your one and only God?"

"I believe in God, but I don't believe that God can heal your mother!"

The man on the other side of the phone was a little excited. Obviously, he loved his wife no less than his daughter, but the disease that the whole world can't solve, even the world's top scientists can only fight against the disease...

Although I don't lack status, wealth and influence, many problems cannot be solved by power and money.

"Mr. Baron, you will lose a lot of things by saying such a thing." Anna reminded her father on the other end of the phone lightly.

As the heir to an aristocratic family who believes in the state religion, saying such a thing can be regarded as a kind of blasphemy.

Resolutely marrying a Chinese woman back then added countless stumbling blocks to his road of inheriting the title. If such words spread now, the consequences can be imagined.

"..."

The man also realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and was silent for a while. In order to ease the atmosphere, Anna changed the subject and explained the purpose of her call this time.

"Are you calling this time just for this kind of thing? Are you fully capable of solving this kind of problem by yourself now?"

"That's right, but the helper you can find with money is definitely not the best one."

"Okay, I'll explain. There's a dance tomorrow night..."

Although he is very dissatisfied with his daughter spending all his spare time on studying "weird powers and chaos", Mr. Viscount still hopes that she can have a normal social life.

"Then, bye."

The goal was achieved, Anna hung up the phone decisively, leaving only the old father smiling wryly at the busy tone of the phone.

"..."

He hung up the phone, stood up and walked to the game cabin, and connected to the video communication with ease.

This is a habit she has developed for more than ten years. Even if the business meeting is far away from the ocean and the time difference is serious, she still has to turn on the video call on time and chat with her mother on the other side of the phone about a few interesting things that happened that day.

Although there are now better alternatives, the habit remains the same.

After switching on the video, a middle-aged woman appeared on the screen immediately.

The woman was sitting in a wheelchair, her long black and smooth hair hung loose, and her thin face still had a sickly beauty, which was enough to show her youthful appearance.

It can be seen from the state of the woman that this is an ALS patient, and a very serious one at that.

Anna seemed to be used to such calls, and directly told her mother what she had done today, including the phone call just now.

"Don't always quarrel with your father. He only has you as a child, and the pressure on his back is already great."

"Don't worry, Mom. I will definitely find a way to cure you." Every time she talked about her father, she always changed the subject immediately.

"I believe, I believe. It's just that you are 30 years old. If you are in my hometown, you are not married at this age..."

"Mom, it's time for you to surf the Internet more. Now I suspect that your ideas are still stuck in the time when you left your hometown."

"Isn't it your job to read to me every day? It's your fault, little Anna."

Although what came out of the loudspeaker was just an emotionless electronic sound, but she could clearly feel that her mother must be blinking playfully like when she was making herself laugh when she was a child.

"..."

It was late at night, and the conversation between the mother and daughter continued, just like every night in the past few years.

It's just that the current Christiana Wellesley... Oh, no, it should be Anna Lin, who no longer needs to be a one-sided narrator for that slim hope.

This feeling is very good...

(End of this chapter)