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Just when Han Ling was filled with anger.

A message alert suddenly sounded on his optical brain.

Han Ling clicked on the optical brain on his wrist, and a chat light screen popped up.

It's a message from Bern Mountain.

【Bernese Mountain】: Damn it! Holy shit! Holy shit! Boss, I'm going to die!

[Han Ling]: What’s wrong?

【Bourne Mountain】: I was drunk yesterday and I just woke up now. When I woke up, I found that I was assigned to the last dance!

[Han Ling]: How about the last dance? Will he die?

[Bern Mountain]: I don’t know, but the males at the curtain call have all disappeared, and no one knows where they are. Woohoo! I'm so miserable! how so!

[Han Ling]: I was also the last person to attend the dance, and I was the one who came on stage at 11 o'clock in the evening.

【Bernese Mountain】:? ? ? etc! Something's wrong! Boss, you haven't completed a single task, so you were sent to the last dance. So what did I do?

[Han Ling]: I don’t know. Think about it for yourself. How is this month different from the past?

【Bernese Mountain】: I remembered it! The difference is that in the days when I had no money, I ate several meals provided by Afrosin!

[Han Ling]: Is it really because of this? You were poor for three days, and then you became my bitch, how can it be that exaggerated!

[Bourne Mountain]: ...Then let me think about it again... I seem to know the real reason! Let me go and verify it!

Han Ling raised his eyebrows when he saw the message from Bern Mountain. Is there any secret in it?

After more than ten minutes.

Bernshan began to send messages and cry.

[Bourne Mountain]: Boss, I figured it out! Woohoo, I've been screwed! It turns out that that bugger in Parma, every time he offered to treat us to a buffet, all he gave us was food provided by Afrosin!

[Bourne Mountain]: Woohoo, I ate seven or eight buffets this month because I had no money!

【Bernese Mountain】: Ahhh! What should I do! Boss!

Han Ling saw Bernshan's somewhat broken speech and sent a message to comfort him:

"It's okay. With you as my backer, I won't be relieved even if I die."

【Bernese Mountain】: Woohoo! Boss, I'm going to die, why are you still bullying me? Woohoo...

for the next few hours.

Han Ling was having a good time chatting with Bernshan, constantly thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

During this period, he let go of his mental strength and looked outside to look for the Male Insect Management Association.

Han Ling's heart became heavier after this exploration.

The administrator of the central castle, Edwards, is a few meters away from the central castle.

The Male Insect Management Association must be aware of the fact that male insects have been deprived of their spiritual power, and have acquiesced in the existence of alien races.

Han Ling sneered when he thought of this.

He has never been a good man. Anyone who hurts him will die!

Those who connive and acquiesce in the murderer's crimes should wait for him!

Han Ling didn't care what the murderer's difficulties were, none of this was the reason for him to become a victim!

The classic trolley problem is that a train is heading south and suddenly reaches a Y-shaped intersection.

Keep going and you might kill a bunch of people.

But as long as you change lanes and drive, you only need to kill one person.

So where is this train headed, and who will be sacrificed?

Han Ling is now the one who is about to be killed.

His answer was that if anyone dared to hit him, he would overturn the train and no one would live!

Especially the Holy Mother, kill her first!

Send Our Lady to meet God!

A train can stop, just like a bad decision can be undone.

If Han Ling had the ability to resist but didn't, he would be miserable in life and useless in death.

If there is a problem, solve it; if the road is blocked, look for variables.

When a capable person encounters a problem, he will definitely think of how to solve it, instead of sacrificing some innocent people and pretending to be righteous.

The time came to ten o'clock.

Bernshan put down his optical brain, started to wash up, and prepared to go to the central castle.

Han Ling also sat up and picked clothes from the closet.

Since moving into the castle, the wardrobe in the castle has been filled with all kinds of clothes.

These are the clothes that Aphroxing prepared for Han Ling. Most of the clothes are with cloaks. It can be seen that they attach great importance to Han Ling, a double black male insect.

However, Han Ling violated the male insect management regulations in the first month after arriving. I wonder if the male insect management association would feel that it is a pity for Shuanghei's high-quality genes.

Han Ling fastened his cufflinks in front of the mirror, with a spring-like smile on his expressionless face.

He wanted to see what kind of alien race Aphroxing was willing to surrender to.

At this time, the system was in his mind and said encouragingly:

[Host, come on! Just go ahead and do it! The system that keeps you safe will still keep you safe.

Even if we die, we will just return to the long river of time and continue to sleep. Waiting for the next recovery after energy accumulation.

We, the Yao clan, can afford it, put it down, and carry it cleanly. 】

When Han Ling heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes:

"Rodrick is still waiting for me. I can't bear to die! Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

The spiritual power of the Yao Clan is as powerful as the physical strength of the Zerg Clan, and they are powerful enough to sweep across the entire universe.

After getting dressed, Han Ling stood at the door of the bedroom, waiting for 11 o'clock to arrive.

When the eleven o'clock bell rings.

The three crawler robots said at the same time:

"Your Excellency Han Ling, your dance party has begun. Please come downstairs to attend the dance party."

Han Ling stretched out his hand to open the door. His fingers were filled with gemstone rings of various colors. Each gemstone was the size of a pigeon egg.

This is not what Afrostar provides.

Han Ling exchanged it from the Yao Clan's treasury and secretly brought it with him when he was sorting his cuffs just now.

Han Ling walked through the long passage to the stands on the second floor.

He leaned on the railing of the second-floor stand and looked down. The dance floor on the first floor was already filled with male insects.

There were only 7648 people on the dance floor at the last dance, including Han Ling himself.

The faces of the male insects were full of fear and anxiety, and they stood uneasily in the middle of the dance floor.

There are also some male insects that seem to already know the outcome of their death, standing aside with ashen faces, waiting for the verdict of the outcome.

Han Ling stood on the second floor, his figure too eye-catching.

The males looked up one after another, and then their eyes widened.

The discussion started gradually.

——Why was Double Black also at the last dance?

——What did the two black men commit?

——I don’t know, didn’t Double Black just come?

——Oh my god, Double Black has just arrived, are you going to die? How old is he?

--What a pity!

——It feels strange that this double black doesn't seem worried at all.

——Maybe the double black will not die, after all, the double black is so precious.

——Is this possible? I have never heard of a male getting out alive from the curtain dance.