The game character has become my vest

In the middle of the night, the forest is silent.

Even the sound of birds is rare.

Looking down from a high place, you can see the sparks in the main city of Tinlania, and looking up, you can see the stars in the dark blue night sky.

But the two people living in the mountains and forests look extremely small, and even create an illusion that there are only two of them left in the world.

Of course, these kinds of feelings may only be felt by Mian.

If Augustus watched it so often, he might not feel so much.

When the sun rises from the east, the night fades away, and the moment when the red and white are blurred is incomparably beautiful.But Mian turned his head sideways to look at Augus beside him.

August's clear and bright blue eyes were glowing, as if they were also dyed red, shimmering and seductive.

His eyes moved down slightly, and he placed his hand that still hadn't let go of the blond-haired Celestial Clan.He slid his finger down, let go of the index finger that was clasped, and used his little finger to gently hook the little finger of the blond Celestial Clan.

August, who was focusing on the sunrise scene, came back to his senses and looked at the man beside him.

The silver-haired "human race" had a smile on his brows and eyes. Under the sunlight of the early morning sun, his expression was soft, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Those clear black eyes clearly and thoroughly absorbed him.

August was taken aback for a moment, and his heart trembled as if touched.

Although he has always known that Tang En's appearance is outstanding, but because of his own reasons, he has not felt the charm of it much.

But at this moment, Tang En's appearance was finally completely and deeply reflected in his memory.

……

When going up the mountain, Mian didn't remind Augus to let him fly up with him, and of course he didn't say much when going down the mountain.

If you want to get closer to Augers, spending time with these subtleties is necessary.And Augustus doesn't have much time to be with him, and he doesn't have much time to control and coordinate with him.

Far away, before entering the city, both Mian and August put on their cloaks and hoods, and after entering the city, Mian asked August to go back to the Holy Church first.

Although Augustus was a little puzzled, he didn't ask too much.Probably because he thought that it was Mian who had some private affairs, and there were too many private affairs among human beings that he didn't want others to know.

So Mian walked into an alley and went straight back to the real world.

As for the problem of the priest not returning all night, he just left it to the game.

Today was the time he had agreed with the supernatural agency. Speaking of which, the time he wasted in the game was a lot longer because of Augus' unexpected appearance.But those shouldn't be a big deal...

……

At the same time, after two days of discussion, the supernatural beings, whose final conclusion was still vague, felt dizzy.

Being suddenly stuffed with a demon from a different world that is not easy to deal with, or a demon who has come and gone without a trace, and has so far been unpredictable in character, the H province's supernatural being said he was very upset.

And in the past few days, they have to do some online troll work...to put an end to the demon's appearance in the crowded venue.

It's just that they specialize in technology, they are not good at those things on the Internet.Besides, the people in their supernatural organization are more or less the elites of the crowd, and there are not many of them. They have to deal with the netizens who want to grow eight hands... They are really willing to bow down and deal with it. not coming.

What's more, the more they suppressed, the more topics there would be. On the contrary, it seemed that they were building momentum for the demon.

Going back to the present, they just felt that they shouldn't have kept that devil dog.It's better to shoot it down, solve the hidden danger, and don't have to pay the devil any shit.

Moreover, Zhan Hele, the only supernatural being in their company who had contact with the devil for nearly a day, said in the report that the devil ran to "sign the form" yesterday.

The price for others is a hand.

Although exchanging one hand for one life seems to be a good deal... But, they can't find a hand and give it to that demon, can they?

They consulted a lot of rumors about demons. Speaking of demons, apart from the typical romance novels in which the protagonist is a demon, the images of other demons are all evil.

Of course, this is also normal, after all, "devil" is already a derogatory term in a broad sense.

They have considered many things, things that go along with the devil's appetite, maybe it is the legendary soul, lifespan, etc., or people, men or women, maybe it's all right, one is for eating, the other is for another Kind of... eat.

But they are formal institutions, of course they can't!

Those things that do not conform to the core values ​​​​of socialism, the devil does not even want to get them from them.

They also don't think they will use these things to please a demon!

The supernatural beings with loyalty and passion asked the finance minister to calculate their remaining funds for this year.

Apart from the necessary benefits for the New Year holidays, any bonuses, and the expenses required for the last tour group building before the year... there is still a lot of surplus.

But that money is also the cost of visitors from another world that may be arranged after the resettlement!

So after crying poorly, the higher-ups just let them take care of this devil. At least this year, they won't have a new "uncle".

But even if this is the case...whether to give the money directly, or use the funds to buy something for the devil is another problem.

They will definitely not do things that violate the law and discipline.

But giving money directly... seems like they lack sincerity?Or too vulgar?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel right.

If they had known earlier, they wouldn't have said that it was their duty to arrange identities for visitors from another world.We should let existences like this devil earn it by themselves.

Of course, these thoughts can also be thought about...

Brainstorming, they collected a lot of ideas, but there were no more than 500 people in their entire supernatural organization in H province.

The ideas collected, what more is the blood of the patient, a bundle of meat such as chicken, duck and fish, or go to the hospital to collect some necrotic and excised body parts of the patient... It is not right to make the supernatural beings who read those opinions laugh , crying is not right.

Finally, when the devil came to the door, the supernatural beings gritted their teeth and assigned the devil a 24-hour on-call full-time nurse who could answer various difficult questions in the 21st century, as well as a fund of [-] yuan.

With tears in his eyes, the superhuman institution handed over the [-] card.

——They are formal institutions, and every penny is hard-earned money.

And the devil, facing the one who was sent in front of him again, whose age could not be considered as a mature woman, could only be described as a girl in the prime of her youth, slightly raised the corners of her lips.

……

Mian couldn't be more satisfied with the price given by the supernatural agency.

It's just that he certainly can't let his satisfaction show, otherwise it won't be enough.

Therefore, he focused more on Zhan Hele who was pushed in front of him again.

It's better to have an acquaintance than a stranger... And she was still afraid of him, and while she was afraid, she couldn't help but look at him.

I think after yesterday, the news about the man who traded with me should have also reached the ears of the personnel of the supernatural agency.

But those are not important things.He signed a contract for everything to increase his proficiency, so that he could upgrade his skills later.

The activity fund of 10 yuan is the money that Mian can use as a demon.

For the rich and powerful, the money is probably thrown into the water, and there will be no waves.But for an ordinary family like Mian, where it is difficult to say whether the family has a total savings of [-] yuan, it is already considered a lot.

But he can't use the money directly to his family now.

I have to find a way to get it into my own account.

But there is no rush now.

Both the game world and the real world have their first pot of gold, which already makes Mian feel very happy.

All he has to do now is to collect the price he paid before.

Only this time, he didn't know how to operate himself, so he didn't bring Zhan Hele with him.He just casually threw the bank card with the password on the back into the game backpack, and asked Zhan Hele to wait for his summons when necessary.

Immediately afterwards, he went into the dark passage again, activated the contract with the magic power in his body, and followed that deep feeling to find the middle-aged man.

When Mian found him, he was in a run-down rental house.However, the rented house of twenty or so square meters was barely divided into two rooms. In the inner room lay a sleeping girl who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old. A cigarette, a middle-aged man with a happy face.

I don't know what the supernatural organization's plan is...but they didn't directly arrest this middle-aged man.

Mian didn't think too deeply about it.

He walked out from the black crack and stood in the narrow rental house.

The half-closed eyes, the middle-aged man who was "breathing the clouds" suddenly opened his eyes wide, sat up straight and looked at Mian.

His face twitched and jumped, trying to show a smile.

But he was tense, and his surprise at such an unscientific event made him unable to control his expression freely.

Although, although he didn't believe it before, he took the potion to the hospital, and after the dead horse treated his daughter as a living horse doctor, her daughter really recovered... He packed his things overnight, and hurriedly took the medicine with him. When the daughter came back from the hospital, she had already believed most of it—that man was a real devil.

However, there are some things that are really not considered until the critical moment.

It's like he, until now, realized in a trance that he was going to lose a hand.

The middle-aged man's legs were weak, and he got off the bed tremblingly, but because of the messy things piled up at his feet, he knelt down straight, and let the kettle fall to the ground.

Mian took a step back, dodging the kettle that had rolled to his feet.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's daughter's voice came from inside the house: "...What's wrong? Dad?"