Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

"Ah, look at that... full of "gluttony" atmosphere. This is really a very interesting place, isn't it?"

In the darkness, a man with a crown on his head, a scepter in his hand, and a cloak on his back walked out of the darkness. There were many bones under his feet, like a cruel tyrant, Trampling on the bones of his subjects ushered in the throne.

"Oh... dear Baal, what kind of wind is it? Blow our "great" "Lord of the Flies" here? Why is that light from high above missing?"

Zhu Moxin's tone was very calm, but there was an almost vitriolic sarcasm in and out of his words. They might not understand those words, but those who truly understand the truth would think they are the most vicious words.

"Baal" is a thing of the past, now you should call me "Beelzebub".

"Heh..." Battle in heaven? "Oh, what an extremely stupid act. Although I belong to Dias's side, I still think the Nine Sins are still a joke."

"I came here for gluttony. Are these places filled with bones and gluttony desires really a natural place that symbolizes gluttony?"

"Well... forget it, let's go with the two little guys and the painters. After all, the "Tuner" will be coming to clean up here soon, and professional things must be left to professionals."

"Understood. Thank you Master Zhu Moxin for your help in helping us complete such a masterpiece. After we return, we will report this matter to Master Ring Finger."

"Although I really want to depict the heroic figure of the leader, if the painting cannot be displayed in front of the world, then it will be of no use no matter how good the painting is."

Fortunately, these ring-finger apprentices are not too crazy. If they dare to stay here, they probably won't even have ashes left.

"If you have a chance, say hello to the Torah for me."

Everyone met up with Lao Fan and the others and left here. Above their heads, Phoenix, who was covered in wounds, clutched the Guandao in his hand and knelt on the ground with one leg. They suffered heavy losses in this battle, and 90% of their members died in this A battle.

"... "

Suddenly, the surrounding air became silent. Phoenix turned his head, and an extremely frightening figure slowly passed through the flames and came here.

"The Tuner."

"Minions."

At this time, Phoenix has realized how terrible this incident is. Even the tuners and minions have taken action. What terrible secrets these madmen have.

"What's wrong with you?"

After leaving everyone, Perdita's face became very ugly, and everyone asked with concern. At this time, Perdita felt the terrible energy above, and the terrible shadow was like the god of death, looking at her coldly. .

"It's the Minions and the Tuners."

As a former employee of Company A, Jones immediately realized that it was the leader who had sent someone over, and Perdita was the terrifying existence above the fear.

"It's over, I'm dead this time..."

Perdita was completely frightened and decomposed. Countless nano-robots split from her body. They ran in all directions like ants, with the purpose of preserving the surviving fire, even if only one person was still alive.

"Ahem! Perdita, you don't need to be nervous. Even if you become like this, if the tuner really wants to kill you, you can't escape. After all, the surrounding space can be regarded as a kind of "door"."

"..."

After a while, the nanorobots on the ground began to gather together. She also knew that there was no way to escape, so what should she do now?

"Don't worry, they will sell me a face. They must give me my face to protect you."

"really?"

Perdita's eyes flashed with light for an instant, and she thought that today was really the day of her death. It seemed that there was no end to the road.

"Okay, pick yourself up, get out of here and go home."

"I understand."

Everyone walked in front, protecting Perdita behind them, and then they walked forward with bated breath, facing the judgment of fate on them.

"Bamboo ink core."

"Gallion."

"So you want me to give you a favor?"

"if not?"

"Since she still has 50% of her brain, I can let him go. After dealing with this matter, I still have a lot of things to do, such as going to Company H...and then going to the suburbs. After all, Weak people are pathetic and pitiful, but their words are often interesting, aren’t they?”

"Well, you see, this is the reason why I don't want to join your leader. Being restricted all day long often does not allow freedom. In fact, this is very boring, isn't it?"

"Huh...it is true that there is no freedom here, but this is the only place where it is possible to escape the "loop", isn't it?"

As he spoke, Galion's eyes turned to Carlos. This was the first time that Carlos faced the leader directly. Even though Galion did nothing, Carlos still felt a sense of oppression.

Just like a lion staring at a rabbit on the grassland, even if the lion is not hungry at all and has no mood to hunt the rabbit, the rabbit will still be frightened and frightened.

"Zhu Mo Xin... It is a very stupid decision to fight against fate. You are destined to be unable to keep some people. Instead of dragging him down when he should move on, why not let him go and let him pursue his own destiny?"

“How do you know you are invincible if you don’t try?”

"You are still as stubborn as before."

As he said that, Galion led his minions and walked downwards, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They finally survived, all of them survived.

Three days later…

"How are you? How do your hands feel?"

Lao Fan looked at Carlos' hand that had grown back. The landlady gave him an ampoule to help his hand grow back.

"It's exactly the same as the hand I had before. When we get rich in the future, we must realize the freedom of ampoules. In this way, we won't have to worry about losing my legs and hands in the future."

"So you're leaving?"

Carlos looked at Perdita, who was sitting inside the "Qiu Dao". The bus, which was about to be dismantled, had been repaired and made it look like new.

"Yes, working with you is an event worth remembering. I believe we will definitely meet again in the future, right?"

"Yes, we will definitely meet again."

"Yes, it will definitely happen..."

A faint blue light flashed in the eyes of the landlady. She didn't know what she was thinking, she just looked straight at Carlos, as if she wanted to remember every look of Carlos. "

daily urban jokes

A wandering musician returned to the alley where he was born. After seeing the changing buildings around him, he lamented that time had not allowed anyone to change too quickly.

"There's just one thing that never changes."

The musician looked at the bag that disappeared in an instant as soon as it was placed on the ground, and let out a sigh.