[Comprehensive British and American] Daily life of a data balancer

"There is such a rumor," Crowley poked the jewelry box, but did not touch the necklace inside, his elongated voice still sounded casual, but with some hidden mystery, "to collect a certain type of magic weapon, You can gain the power of nephalem, and use this power to destroy the world and even rule the world."

"Naphil?" Sam opened his eyes wide and thought for a while and asked, "That's not the offspring of angels and humans... That's indeed very strong, but isn't it an exaggeration to destroy the world?"

"No, nephalem is not Nephilim... at least not the one we said." Castiel shook his head, then thought for a while and added "But that's just a legend, no one has ever actually summoned this power , maybe it doesn’t exist at all.”

"Things that don't really exist won't become legends, Little Wing." Crowley slumped on the chair, stretching out his not very long legs as if he had no bones. "At least Sannomiya seems to believe it."

"Like your mother, Rowena, sure she wants it?"

"..." Crowley was silent for a moment, fully expressing that he didn't like the idea, but he recovered after a while, shrugging his shoulders indifferently and sighing, "Greedy woman."

"So, collect the specific artifacts... what artifacts are they?" After a moment of silence, Sam asked, he also didn't like the idea that Dean said, Rowena is already a dangerous witch, and no one knows her What the hell was thinking, if she had such power, really can't imagine "Is there a list or something?"

"No one knows, we know whether this thing is one of them or it's because of Sangong's hard work on it, and because of him, many wizards are now eager to do something about it." Crowley shrugged, but the corner of his eyes Seeing the angel pursing his lips, he turned his head and asked, "Any ideas, Little Wing?"

"Perhaps there is one who knows... an angel, Metatron, God's scribe, and if anyone knows this, it must be him."

"I really don't know whether you are handicapped or blind." Li Min leaned against the door, looked at Stephen, who was smiling apologetically and kept wiping his hands with the cloak for a while, sighed, and turned to the man by the door. He took the towel off the hook and threw it to him. The latter caught it in a hurry, and heard Li Min say before turning around and leaving, "Your rags don't necessarily have clean hands, wash them before serving the dishes."

After Li Min's voice left the kitchen, the cloak quickly left his hand, and hid away in disgust, twisting into a ball trying to check whether he was really stained with oil.

Stephen reached out to reassure him, but the cloak slapped his paw away and floated farther away, so Stephen decided it might not be a good idea to point out the small thumb-sized oil stain on the back of the cloak.

Li Min looked at Stephen's hand holding the dinner plate steadily, and commented without any personal emotion, "Your hands won't shake anymore."

Her words made Stephen stunned for a while. Li Min had seen his steady use of a knife with both hands, and his steady flipping of a frying pan to turn over an omelette, but he had never seen his trembling hands that couldn't even handle his beard.

She had visited Stephen after the car accident, but he had pushed him away like everyone else.In this situation, the last thing she should pay attention to is this detail.

He came back to his senses and realized that the other person was sitting at the dining table with his head up and waiting for his recovery, so he shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, "It's much better." He might not be able to do it as steadily as before. Surgery, but at least it will not delay daily life.

"It can be seen." Li Min kept staring at those hands when he put the plate on the table. They used to be slender and neat. The skin reveals its hidden strength every time.

But now it looks so incomplete...

After Stephen put down the plate, he wanted to take his hand back, but Li Min quickly grabbed his wrist, and her thumb pressed against the side of his wrist, where there was a long scar—just like his Like the other criss-crossing bruises on the hand - snaking from the thumb to the wrist ending in a tiny bump, like all glass bruises.

He hasn't looked directly at these scars since he gave up his dream of returning to the operating table again, and Li Min's actions now make him feel vulnerable. Stephen had the urge to throw her away for a moment, but he held back , because this is a very impolite behavior.

"I can't understand this." Li Min looked at the back of his hand closely, but the honesty of what he said made people feel hurt. "But it's sad."

"Actually, I passed out at that time. When I woke up, the surgery was done." Stephen said, but he knew that the other party was not talking about the time of the car accident.Because Li Min raised his head and gave him a strange look.

For a moment Stephen thought she harbored an odd tinge of guilt, but then she let go of his hand and said in her usual tone, "I have to hurry up and get to work."

It was as if the conversation between them just now didn't exist at all, and Stephen Le agreed with this point of view, so he took over the conversation fluently, "It's a bit late to go to work at this point."

"This is the advantage of starting your own company." Li Min replied without professionalism while picking up Bacon, "I can go to work whenever I want." Then she thought about it and sighed, "And I can't go, yesterday Something just happened to the company."

Of course Stephen knew what was going on with her, but he pretended not to know when he got up to unscrew the radio and asked "what happened?"

"The Scarecrow complained to our company yesterday."

"Scarecrow..." Stephen felt that the word 'complaint' was too euphemistic. "Are there any casualties?"

At the same time, the voice of the morning news came from the radio [A meteor fell in the suburbs of New York in the middle of the night yesterday... The observatory did not predict the arrival of this meteorite before, and many astronomy enthusiasts questioned it...]

"There are no casualties, but there is some damage to the building. I hope it can be dealt with before the carnival." Li Min's attention was attracted by the broadcast for a while, "Even the observatory is unreliable these days."

"Isn't it?" Stephen nodded, and then heard the radio continue--

[No one survived in a monastery on the meteor. The police found that the monastery had a large number of heavy weapons hidden in it. It was suspected that the gang was disguised. The details need to wait for further investigation...]

Stephen nodded his head halfway and stopped: ...Wait a minute, where did it land?

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I guess someone must ask who Sannomiya is...

Sangongmo: Great demon from another dimension, I think we should be on the same level as Domamu [Shi Chuanqi: Do you need me to negotiate terms], Raven's father [I can't do anything if I don't know Raven], recently The non-comic scenes that Raven has played in are only Injustice League, Justice League vs. Teen Titans and the TV series of Titans. I haven’t watched the drama. Sangong appeared in the animation of Zhenglian vs. Titans. If you are interested, you can watch it