The restraints on the feet were also untied, and then they arrived at the destination quickly.

It's dark here too, it's a very big mountain...

But the room was indeed spacious, and everything was fine except that there was no sunlight and it had to be lit by fire.

"You two should live separately, the farther away the better. After all, this guy's faith is not as strong as yours." Are you worried that the two of you will run away together?

"I've already told you that Desir is one of my best assistants. Are you doing this on purpose to disappoint God and take away his love for me?!" He pretended to be angry and embarrassed.

"Huh?! The master obviously values ​​me more, right?! As far as I know, he shouldn't be as good as you at helping out. Others can do it, right? Are you discussing running away again?"

He came over and slapped him hard: "You are questioning my faith in God!!!"

"You you...!" The person who was slapped couldn't stand still for a moment. How could this little girl be so strong? !

"How can you think that about my beliefs?! Well, I'll tell you a secret..." He pretended to be helpless, and his expression changed so quickly that the people on the other side were stunned.

He leaned close and whispered something in her ear, and after he finished speaking, he showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Okay, okay, in that case, let's do as you say."

I took that hand and walked into the room. There were light footsteps outside the door, but they didn't leave. The door here was made of wood and was not soundproof. The stone wall could also transmit the sound very well. It really is true that walls have ears...

"Desir, help me light a lamp... It's so dark here, I can't see clearly." He wrote quickly on the paper and handed it to Desir after he finished writing. "What's wrong? Can't light it? Then I'll tear off a few pages of paper for you..."

The sound of paper being torn was clear, and someone pushed the door open and said, "Let me see!"

"What? You're not eavesdropping, are you?!" His voice was tinged with anger, "Don't you trust me?!"

He took the note in his hand and read it carefully under the light. There was no words on it. "Sorry, I was overthinking it. It's just... I was just following Mr. Li's words."

After leaving, close the door. Where is the real note? It's still in the original book.

This is a rather unconventional move. After all, people will pay more attention to the torn paper rather than the original notebook.

It says: Don't trust the people around you, walls have ears, don't believe in that god, and don't believe my words completely.

After confirming that he had seen a few words, he pretended to accidentally spill the ink: "Oh my god! It's over, my notes...!"

It was repaired in a very quick manner, but two pages were still left wet with ink, so it is completely unrecognizable.

"These two pages are the result of your latest research, right? That will take some time... Don't we have that kind of board here? There are still too few things and not enough materials."

"Of course... Man at the door, I know you're still here. I'll make a list for you. Please buy the items on the list for me. These are necessary items. Please tell me in advance. Don't give me defective products."

There is no need to be too polite to these guys. Be a little tough and you will gain respect.

"Wait a moment, I'll go and give it to you according to the list..."

Let’s start with a list:

Two bottles of ink.

Flame Flower Juice

A bottle of high concentration wine.

A bag of sugar.

Two large bags of salt.

Two new pens.

Three new books.

Some ore (the purer the better)

Some plants that are unique to this country (the more the better)

Slime (the more the better)

Electric crystal (preferably in one piece)

Flour (fine flour is best)

Some of them can barely explain, what are flour and wine? !

"Why don't you write a new one? I feel like it's a little inappropriate..."

"There's no need to teach professional knowledge to people who don't understand it. Just bring me what I want and I'll demonstrate it to you. Also, my status should be higher than yours now. What should you do when you receive an order from your superior?!"

"I'm sorry! I'll bring you what you want, but it will take some time..."

"I don't have much patience, do you understand what I mean? I am now helping the Lord God. The Lord God needs me to produce results quickly, and whether I can produce results has a lot to do with these raw materials, so don't let me, and don't let the Lord God down, understand?!" There is a sense of oppression from a superior position. Where did I learn this? It's a bit scary...

"I, I understand! I will do my best to find what you need!" He quickly ran away with the note, clicking his tongue a few times in dissatisfaction, as if he really disliked the guy just now.

“Really? Why would such a guy become God’s subordinate?!” His tone was full of disappointment. “God is such a good person, but his reputation has been ruined by such a guy!”

Full of anger, it seemed as if he would become aggressive again the next second.

"Um...what should I do now?" I suddenly saw the other side. From just now until now, my brain was a little bit unable to react. It was too disjointed.

A guy who has always been gentle and kind, yelling in front of you, and suddenly worshiping another god, and then commanding others with good reason, it's a bit magical...

"Deshier, I just said that others forgot to scold you. Wait a minute, I will scold you again." He took a deep breath to make sure that he would not stop scolding. "Where is your experimental research report? Where are your consumables certificates? Where are your materials?! You didn't forget to bring that book?! A guy like you can never get the attention of the Lord God!"

Information, books, and attention have distilled three key points.

"After all, the arm I have is a gift from God. You may always be inferior to me..."

There's something wrong with the arm.

"It's too dark in here. Turn on the lamp. Turn on that lamp for me too."

The place is dark.

"Is this really the room that should be given to me? I'm already looking for moss. Can those guys who don't do their job well be punished by being burned in the fire?!"

A humid place that hasn't seen the sun for a long time...inside the mountain.

"Do you want me to change your blanket? This one seems very damp..."

"It smells so musty... so terrible!" He pretended to be annoyed and angrily slashed twice on the paper.

Is this a performance? Or is there some message? I can't see anything wrong with these two strokes. Could it be that they are just a show to vent anger?

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