Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Peter's recovery ability is very good. Although it is not as fast as the cheating self-healing speed of the Central City Flash next door, it is also very scary compared with ordinary people. Usually, he will be injured in bed for at least a month or two. In a few days, the plaster cast can be removed and he can return to his usual lively appearance. While making up for the lessons left behind in school, he works harder in the store to display his light and heat. Chris looked at his extremely active appearance after holding back for a long time Rubbing his chin, he began to wonder if it was a little jumping spider that bit Peter.

Otherwise, how can I explain Peter’s current state of bouncing around and being too lively? To a certain extent, this friendly and enthusiastic service attitude has seriously damaged his usual business policy of buying, buying or not. The tender and talkative guy who tried to rely on the old to sell the old and bargain for the price appeared, but Chris frowned and "sent" him out the door.

Just treat him as being polite and send people out, don't get into it :)

"There are no bargaining, no discounts, and no gifts for all products." Chris straightened Peter's cuffs, which were a little wrinkled by the customers, "please go out if you have any entanglements, there are always some rules in the store. "

Peter blinked and nodded obediently. The boredom of being wrapped up in his stomach disappeared in an instant—if it wasn't for the guest just now, he really wanted to throw him out, but he tried his best not to speak because he was worried about affecting Chris's business. It is not good to open the door and do business directly.

"It's unavoidable to have some short-sighted guys, and there's no need to show any face." Chris unwrapped Peter's crooked bow tie and re-tied it, and flicked the boy's forehead lightly, "I'm Don’t be afraid of big shop bullies.”

On the contrary, if he is not tough, those shameless things will be entangled and confused. Among Chris’s peers, he can be regarded as a good-tempered and trustworthy conscience. The business of eating black and even dismantling the customers and selling them, if it was replaced by his black-hearted colleagues, whoever entered the store would have to peel off a layer of skin before going out, not to mention the young, lively and lovely shop assistants who greeted them with smiles .

"By the way." Chris recalled the date and said to Peter, "It is estimated that there will be some in the store in the past few days—" He frowned and thought for a while but couldn't find a suitable adjective. Let me deal with customers who don’t feel well.”

"Don't mention your name to strangers, and don't let them touch you."

"Eh?" Peter scratched his hair and asked, "A guest like just now?"

The guest just now definitely made him feel very uncomfortable. He was dressed in an old cloak full of strange smells that was dug out from some garbage dump, and he was full of muttering and slang in dialects with a strong accent. beat him out.

"Well...not counting, but you will understand when you see it." Chris walked back to the counter and put the new goods these days into categories on the shelves. After thinking about it, he explained a few more words to Peter. , "The May Day is coming soon, during this time the boundary between the world and hell will become blurred, and some people who serve demons or practice magic will perform living sacrifices to gain more powerful power."

"Your soul is so fresh and delicious, you will suffer a lot if you are not careful." Chris looked Peter up and down with a smile and said, "Although most people with brains will give me face, but if you bump into someone who doesn't have brains Yes, I'm not sure I'll be there in time before the demon eats you."

May Day doesn't matter, but the eve of May Day is an important festival in the Satanic calendar. It's hard to guarantee that some guys who are not upright and want to take shortcuts will stare at the souls of their shop assistants. To be honest, if it wasn't because Peter was worried that he would not be able to keep up with the school curriculum and hurt him. He was in a hurry to show up, and he wanted Peter to stay in the store until after the middle of May, preferably until June.

Even though Chris’ gloomy tone was clearly intentional, Peter felt like a mouth-watering veal steak on a plate, and he couldn’t help rubbing the bristling hairs on his arms and said honestly, “I’ll be careful. "

The last recklessness made him lie on the bed for more than a week, and now he still has a scar that is not fully healed and is wrapped in a bandage. Of course, he will not be so stupid as to repeat the same mistakes so quickly and rush up without understanding the situation. Especially under the premise that Chris had reminded him, he swore that if he fooled himself into it without thinking, he would definitely be taught a lesson by Chris.

Besides, even if he really wants to do something, the whole June is full of exams and exam schedules, which is enough for him to be honest enough to have a holiday. Absence of class—not to mention whether you can keep up with the class, the attendance rate should also be included in the usual grades, okay?

As for the curiosity and thirst for knowledge that was about to overflow in his heart, Peter chose Chris to solve the problem.

After all, it sounds like those witches, priests, etc. are really suitable for his appetite for a boy who has not yet left the second stage of middle school. His favorite science idol is Iron Man, and it doesn't affect his pretending that he can learn a few small spells.

Chris was sure that his little clerk didn't have the slightest talent for those "mysterious" existences, but he still found a book of basic witchcraft symbols from the cabinet for him to take it and look at it.

——Learning is not the same thing, at least you have to know what those things mean when you see them, so as not to be tricked by some shameless wizard shaman or goblin and count the money for others, Chris said to the mysterious side Never have any confidence in the credibility and integrity of the world.

Infidelity is the virtue of demons, greed is the nobleness of goblins, blood clans or werewolves don't know what honesty is, and even ghosts and ghosts who are closest to humans are good at taking advantage of loopholes and reneging on accounts. Their only conscience is probably Angels walking in the world, but unless there is no need for transactions for those creatures favored by God, the feathers and glory of angels on the black market will not be sold at sky-high prices.

In comparison, the skeletons of demons are cheap and popular. Of course, they are talking about those low-level demons who are about to overwhelm hell. Who makes the boundary between hell and the world blurred every May or Halloween? The low-level demons can also go to the human world through space cracks. For them, the human world is like a huge cafeteria. If you are lucky, you can complete a triple jump in strength overnight, but it is also the same for witches who need spell-casting materials and research materials. For the magician alchemist...

Anyway, around this period of the year, Chris can receive a large number of well-made demon products, and sometimes even when doing business with those high-level demons or fallen angels, they will directly stuff them in as extras. Otherwise, the devil's parts would not be worth the price at all.

Having said that, the number of low-level demons that flood into the human world every year is still far greater than the number that is consumed, just like the sea turtles breaking their shells, all the pits and valleys are full of little turtles crawling out, Chris and the others are the most Consuming a fraction, the fighters who are really responsible for fighting these demons to maintain the ecological balance of hell, so that stupid human beings can live happily without knowing it, actually live on the corners of every city, or simply look like they are well-behaved Lying on the human lap, enjoying the human touch while licking his mouth to reminisce about the soft Q-bomb texture and the sweet and mellow taste of those low-level demons.

Yes, it's like Captain Fidel, who is lazily licking his paws on Peter's lap. Because May Day is approaching, the number of demons scurrying into this block has increased, and the diet is rich and nutritious. It has a beautiful luster like silk, and it makes people reluctant to let go.

Or like His Majesty Casey who casually jumped into the store from the skylight, the black fur is like the finest black velvet, without the bright sunlight, it looks like wearing a golden cloak, the emerald eyes are deep and mysterious, and the steps are elegant Light and light, but because it is not covered by the long hair of Captain Fidel, the short hair close to the body makes the vigorous figure seem to be slightly, just slightly, plumper than not long ago.

"Good day, my dear Majesty." Chris held His Majesty Casey's front paws and nodded, smiling and looking at those eyes that seemed to hide thousands of stars, "I am really flattered to come here during the busy schedule. What are you doing?"

Cats who can see through the world and hell are the first line of defense to eliminate the demons pouring into the world from hell—just like the Black Death in the Middle Ages, cats devoured the mice that spread the disease, bringing the demons from hell. All the plagues and disasters to come were consumed in their fangs and insatiable stomachs.

And on the eve of the May Day, when cats are the busiest—spring is still the season for cats to socialize and multiply. If His Majesty Casey hadn't had something really important, he probably wouldn't have come to the cat in person.

Sitting on the counter with her tail looped in front of her paws, Casey cleared her throat and said, "It's not that I have something to do, but my loyal and friendly old friend Sergio, I hope I can entrust you with something."

As he spoke, he looked behind him, and there was a pure black cat sitting elegantly behind him. Compared with Casey, his body was more slender and firmer, with a wide and full mouth supporting a round head, bronze in color His eyes are piercing, even though he is not particularly young or even quite old, he still exudes a kind of wild charm like a little leopard that is irresistible.

This cat named Sergio has a friendly and stable personality that is contrary to the wild appearance. He meowed twice and turned into a not tall but strong gentleman when Chris opened the enchantment in the store. , his hairline has shown a little gray hair that only appears when he is old, and the corners of his eyes are deeply imprinted by the years, "Hello." His voice is deep and magnetic, and the corners of his mouth are raised a little when he speaks. The arc of the smile said, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit."

Sergio, with a gentlemanly and polite demeanor, turned his gaze from the sofa into a human shape and pinned Peter upright. At this moment, Captain Fidel, who was coughing awkwardly, passed across him. Compared to Captain Fidel, he He is more elegant and dignified than he is cold and hard, with a very military style, revealing that kind of aristocratic but not too arrogant temperament from the bottom of his bones.

"My name is Sergio." He introduced himself, "I came here this time because I want to entrust you with something."

"Why me?" Chris asked with a smile as he pulled up a chair and sat down behind the counter.

"Because you are a businessman." Sergio nodded and smiled, "And I just can afford the price that will make you fall in love."

Although he didn't hold any real position in the cat kingdom and has been around the human world all year round, he has a title and a large area of ​​land in the cat kingdom. It really depends on the property, even His Majesty Casey may not be able to match him.

Seeing Chris's expression moved slightly, he continued: "My master Emily, well, I know it's strange to have a master like me who hangs around in the human world, but you have to know that Emily is a kind person. Everyone will fall in love with her." Sergio shrugged, few cats living in the cat kingdom would stay in the human world for several years like him, and even found a master for themselves, "My host Emily, Emily Prentiss is an FBI agent. A few days ago, she disappeared with her team on the way back after she went out to handle the case."

"You want me to find her?" Chris asked.

"No, I've already found out where she is," Sergio replied, "There are always weird things popping up before May Day, and Emily and her friends are stuck in the In the illusion created by an undead witch, that is not a place I have the ability to set foot in."

Sergio is not a fighting cat, and his combat power may be barely equal to that of the wild cats on the street. He shot and killed a few little devils. In this case, finding suitable foreign aid is what a smart cat should do .

"That witch is quite difficult to deal with. I don't know how to make her stronger recently." Casey added, "Although I can deal with it, I really can't get away recently, and I don't think those fragile Humans can hold up in Witchland until I make room."

"I'm willing to give everything I have as a reward." Sergio said at the right time, "Emily is the only treasure I can't lose."

The bargaining chip he put on the negotiating table, even Chris would be moved by it-this is the leading landlord and aristocrat in the Cat Kingdom, with countless treasures passed down from generation to generation.Casey next to Sergio sighed softly, but just said: "Do whatever you want."

Some cats love to be free and independent from humans, but there are also cats who enjoy every minute and every second spent around humans and regard humans as their most precious treasure.

Casey respects the choice of each of his people.

After being silent for a moment, Chris took out a piece of white paper from the folder at hand and tapped it with his fingertips. It was as if an invisible pen wrote lines of light golden writing on the white paper. He smiled and wrote this A piece of paper pushed towards Sergio, "It seems that I have to go far.".

There are clear and rigorous terms and conditions on the paper, but when they signed each other's names, they suddenly shattered, turning into pieces of light and blending into each other's bodies.

"Thank you for your patronage." Chris smiled with eyebrows curved, "Or would you like to share some intelligence resources with me?"

"In order to bring your treasure back safely."