Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

When a person was walking back, Michelin stopped behind a corner and stuck half of his head out to observe the outside.

Outside is a long corridor, and at the end of the long corridor is a door. After passing through this door, there is another long corridor, which is the door leaving this big house.

Everyone was restraining their emotions in their own way, and the expressions on their faces were fixed on a smile that was not annoying to anyone.

Everyone's face is like this, smiling like a mask.

When they feel that they have adjusted, they will push open the door, walk through the corridor, and return to the Holy Land, Margioia.

Return to a place where you can die at any time due to any unknown reason.

Michelin looked at the people here walking to this corridor with a smile, and then their faces turned into those of mourning for a heir, with reluctance, nostalgia, and greed, and then helplessly accepted the reality, and finally settled on that unified smiling face.

This smile was figured out countless times by their ancestors over countless years. It is not applicable in this place without reaching out and hitting the smiling face, but this smile is the safest smile that has been verified and counted.

If you smile too brightly, the Celestial Dragons will kill you if they look unhappy;

If you don’t smile, the Celestial Dragons will kill you if they look unhappy;

If you have no expression on your face, you will still be killed.

Michelin leaned around the corner and observed for a long time until he saw Kumaasi, Lini, Nanako, and most of the people who gave him furniture.

Until no one comes out anymore.

At this time, Michelin felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he could not even understand the origin of this feeling.

But this does not prevent him from feeling sad or angry.

The confused Michelin returned to his room and looked at the furniture and utensils in the room, feeling a little lost.

The next day, Michelin came to that corner again early.

He saw those people again. They came in, took off their smiling masks, and then greeted each other warmly.

The days started like this and passed day by day. All the civil servants here have their own spiritual world.

Before I knew it, Michelin had been here for three months.

The forbidden department deserves to be the most idle department, and Michelin, as the most useless person in this department, is certainly even more idle.

The basis for the existence of this department is Lini's ability, Nanako exists as a support, and Michelin, who joined later, serves as a mascot and bodyguard.

However, because of the unique hobbies of these two women, Michelin was kicked out most of the time, and there was no room for him in the office at all.

In three months, Michelin never stayed in the office for more than two hours during the day, not even in his dormitory outside the office.

One of the two women is a minister and the other is a deputy minister, and he is the only ordinary member, which is very worrying.

It is amazing to say that such a group of completely liberated slaves can actually run a huge organization in an orderly manner despite such changes in personality.

Because of boredom, Michelin also found himself a relatively meaningful job.

It was the same today. Michelin was leaning on the corner, greeting everyone who was working, and counting how many people had disappeared today.

He has been leaning on this corner every day for the past three months, watching them get off work and welcoming them to work.

No one would greet him when he was leaving get off work, and he would not take the initiative to speak.

When welcoming him to work, everyone will take the initiative to say hello to him after seeing him at the door, and Michelin will return the favor.

Everyone here is used to this strange boy, from the first habit to the current dependence.

Because Michelin made them feel at ease and expectant, they began to look forward to saying hello to this young man the next day. Saying hello to him was like saying hello to a big house.

Michelin looked at the door, then at the time, and frowned. Everyone who was supposed to go to work today had already clocked in, but Nanako was not seen.

Just when Michelin was feeling a little anxious, the door was pushed open and it was Nanako.

Today, Nanako was wearing an elegant cheongsam, short navy blue hair, and a sudden bloodstain on her face with delicate light makeup.

Michelin could tell at a glance that the wounds were caused by whip marks.

Nanako saw Michelin and greeted him with a smile, not feeling the scars on her face at all.

"Good morning."

Michelin breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to say hello with a smile.

"Why are you late today? Did you encounter 'them'?"

Only then did Nanako realize something. She wiped her cheek with the back of her hand. Looking at the blood on the back of her hand, she showed a horrified expression after realizing it. Then she looked around and smiled again.

"Yes, because I wore a beautiful cheongsam today and exposed part of my legs when I knelt, and I was disliked by Lord Shalulia Palace."

Michelin took out a medical kit from his side and said to Nanako with a smile.

"Let's take care of it. Today is another day where everyone is on duty."

Hearing this, Nanako smiled from the bottom of her heart, but the arc of her smile was a little too wide, and a blush flowed down her cheeks.

"Really? Then didn't we lose our compatriots for three days?"

Michelin gently disinfected the scar on Nanako's face and then applied a medical tape.

"Come in quickly. There will be a banquet in the afternoon to celebrate."

Nanako jumped up happily, made a scissors gesture to Michelin, and left happily.

Michelin was left alone to pack the medical kit.

In three months, Michelin witnessed the disappearance of almost 60 people, disappearing for no apparent reason.

Their positions will also be filled by new people found by the ministers of various departments the next day.

These disappeared people never appeared again, and there was no accident.

Because Michelin has seen people who come to work even if they die. It is an uncle in the intelligence gathering department named Vasi.He used to be a navigator on a pirate ship.

He personally drew half of the nautical charts of Qinghai, but was later captured by a slave ship. Because of his navigation knowledge, he was auctioned off as a technical talent.

Then he was bought back by the Celestial Dragon as a painter. When he and seventeen other painters were asked by the Celestial Dragon to paint a portrait, he was stunned.

In fear, he did not dare to draw a single stroke, and stared blankly at the drawing paper in front of him until the end.

It was precisely because he did not write that he saved his life.

Seventeen painters were all brutally killed by the Tianlong people, and the navigator immediately knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"Your Excellency is the most noble person in the world. No matter how exquisite your painting skills are, you cannot draw one-tenth of your image. No matter how precious the painting paper is, it is not enough to carry your noble portrait."

It was precisely because of this sentence that Vasi was able to survive that night.

Only Vasi was sent here and worked in this big house for ten years.

One day, Vasi came to work as usual in the morning. Just because a passing Celestial Dragon glanced at him, and the Celestial Dragon was in a bad mood that day, Vasi had one of his legs and an arm cut off.

Then the Tianlong man seemed to be in a worse mood. Just when he wanted to cut off Vasi's other leg and arm, it seemed that because of something, the Tianlong man left.

And Vasi just dragged his broken leg and arm to the big house. He clocked in as usual that day and worked in the big house for an hour and a half with a smile.

Such stories are not uncommon in Mary Joa, and it can even be said that they happen every day.