In the mysterious world of Cthulhu, I am the Lord of the Gods

"Have you been hanging out with Kiraji too much and have a brain problem like him? You know the risks of continuing to be promoted and becoming a field worker. The risk is dozens of times higher than that of an internal worker."

Claure was expressionless after hearing this and said decisively:

"Yes, Mr. Lin, I'm sure."

After hearing this, Mr. Lin stared at Kraul for another minute. After finally confirming that this was a fact, he seemed a little older, and then he sighed and said:

"It's your own choice. Well, I have no right to hinder you. After all, I'm just a bad old man. Go out and call Roufeng over."

"What does he want Roufeng to do?"

Klauer looked surprised. He couldn't think of the reason and had to agree.

"Okay, but Mr. Lin, I have one more thing. I want to ask how to obtain a sound transmission spell emblem, and how to activate it."

After hearing this, Mr. Lin said:

"It's not difficult to make the Telegraph Spell. I'll teach you another day, but you have to prepare the materials and a few more silver badges. After all, you won't be able to make it successfully in one go."

"Remember, don't buy fake silver medals that are seriously adulterated. Remember to ask Ian for reimbursement with the reimbursement form. If you have enough funds, I suggest you buy a giant frog shell and I will help you create a level 3 abnormal item for free. ."

Claure looked surprised after hearing this. He ran outside without looking back and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, I'll call Roufeng."

In the reception hall on the second floor, Delia was blocking Roufeng, looking shy and hesitant in speaking. Roufeng had her hands folded and listened to Delia's chatter with an expressionless face.

Seeing this, Kraul immediately came to the rescue and shouted: "The handsome Roufeng, Mr. Lin is looking for you."

After Kraul finished speaking, he smiled playfully at Roufeng and said, "Since Delia, a beautiful lady, takes such initiative, this handsome man should just obey her."

After hearing this, Roufeng immediately turned pale and walked downstairs without looking back.

"Klauer, it's all your fault!"

"I almost succeeded, what are you doing here?" Delia immediately blamed Claure.

After hearing this, Claure spread his hands and expressed that he was seriously unable to understand:

"Delia, you didn't almost succeed, you missed it by a hundred million points, okay?"

"Delia, can you tell me who was Kiragi's first wife?"

After asking, Claure secretly complained: "This is a question I really want to know."

Delia looked surprised after hearing this:

"I know, but why do you ask?"

Claure touched his nose and said sheepishly:

"No reason, just a little bit of curiosity. Kiraji is half of my friend. This is the only small concern I have for half of my friend."

"Claude, is what you said true?" Delia looked at Kraul's eyes rolling around.

"Okay, this is a more reasonable explanation. I thought you were a curious guy like me."

After hearing this, Claure waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he was by no means a person who liked to listen to other people's gossip.

When Delia saw someone asking him about gossip, she instantly became energetic. She seemed to have forgotten all about Roufeng just now, and she said with joy:

"Kiragi is a very funny person. It's okay if you don't mention his first term. When you mention his first term, I want to laugh."

"Did you know that his first one turned out to be a Trojan cyborg, a receptionist on Dawn Island, a robot with no emotions and no thoughts..."

"Kiragi actually fell in love with this cyborg. What's even more ridiculous is that in the end, he was abandoned by this cyborg..."

"This hurt him a hundred million times. Every time he mentioned this to me, he seemed very sad. Claure, can you understand?"

After Delia finished speaking, she looked at Kraul curiously:

"You are his good friend, so you should understand, right? After all, birds of a feather flock together."

After hearing this, Klauer's face immediately turned to crotch:

"Delia, I'm a normal person. I can't understand this kind of thing at all. Also, I'm not familiar with Kiraji at all. I've only known him for a few days."

After Kraul talked with Delia for about ten minutes, the time came to six o'clock. Delia got off work on time, and Kraul also followed suit. After half an hour's carriage journey, he arrived at Tulip Street.

"Good evening, Ms. Krina, I want to buy 20 pounds of white wheat bread." Ms. Krina, who was wearing a white bread hat, said.

"Good evening, Claure, I haven't seen you for a few days. It's 3 kats and 2 pence. The price of white bread has increased by 1 pence per pound. I'll give you a 0.1 pence discount."

"Clauer, the price of bread has not stabilized yet. In addition to the increase in food prices, gas prices have also begun to rise."

After Ms. Krina handed the bread to Klauer, she immediately asked:

"Claude, don't you usually only buy 15 pounds of rye bread each time? This time you not only bought white wheat bread, but also bought 5 pounds more than before. I heard from Sisa that you found a job. Congratulations. , can you tell me what kind of clerical job it is?" Krina looked curious.

Claure touched his nose and said:

"I joined a private detective agency and did a clerical job."

After hearing this, Ms. Krina blurted out with a surprised look on her face: "You are a college student, and you only entered a detective agency?"

After Krina said it, she seemed to suddenly realize that she had said something wrong, and quickly changed her words: "Claude, please forgive me for being rude just now. I don't mean to underestimate you for entering the private detective agency. I just think that you For such a talented person, joining a private detective agency is too much."

"Of course, the private detective agency is actually quite good, but field work is more dangerous. Um, but you are doing internal work, so there shouldn't be any danger. It's pretty good, but the pay is a bit low. My nephew works as a clerk in a private detective agency. Working, the salary is only 3 Kate pounds a month..."

Claure took the bread, greeted the other party awkwardly and politely, and walked towards Red Rose Street without looking back.

"Saturday is here so soon. I think my brother-in-law Bill will be back this week. It would be good to buy more bread."

Claure thought as he walked, and soon returned to the door of the apartment.

A sound of quarreling came from the hall, and Claure couldn't help but stand at the door and stopped.

Doris's excited shouting came from the hall:

"My dear Bill, I don't object to you wanting to be a junior cartographer, but I will never allow you to try to take the Alchis Railway across the Shadow Deep Desert, no matter what favorable terms your security company offers, no matter what I don’t agree with how important this shipment is and how big the reward will be after completing the task!”

"My goddess, don't you know how dangerous the Shadow Deep Desert is?"

"The Desert of Shadow Abyss is full of unknown darkness and full of terrifying creatures. It is exactly the same as the Five Seas of Mist. Have you forgotten that this is how your father got lost in the Five Seas of Mist?"

Doris talked about her father who was killed, with sadness in her excited voice.

A young boy's voice came from the hall, resisting with the same loud voice:

"I don't care. I have the blood of a noble cartographer. I want to be a real and noble cartographer. I want to inherit the legacy of my father, Mr. Fred. No one can stop this. This is It’s been a wish I’ve had since I was a kid.”

Then Doris's voice came:

"My Bill Fred, you can be a cartographer. You can be like me and work for the church and be a very safe cartographer. Why do you have to go to an extremely dangerous place like the Shadow Deep Desert to do cartography?" division?"

"Are you going to depict the devil?"

"Why did you have to go to that damn place? Are you having trouble with your brain?"