Self-cultivation of fake wine

Anna started her new study and life in Yokohama.

Except that Herbal Salt drove her to school on the first day and directly took money to get through the admission procedures and got textbooks, school uniforms and other standard items. From the second day on, it was Mr. Nakaya who took her to school and then sent someone to pick her up. After school...

As for her nominal godfather, a black-haired young man who claimed to be his master, except for cooking and cleaning housework, he was completely dead in front of the computer at home.

Anna:  …

Even little Anna couldn't help but asked Chuya Nakahara on the way to school in his car: "Mr. Nakaya, Master, is he... an Internet addicted youth?"

The red-haired youth blinked, and suddenly realized: "...So it's an Internet addicted youth!"

Anna: "...Mr. Nakaya, haven't you thought about this question?"

"Before, I thought he was quite a second child."

"What is the second disease?"

Zhong also thought about it, took out his mobile phone and handed it over: "Check it yourself."

Ana held another godfather's phone, never realizing how out of the ordinary this was for a port mafia cadre who had to keep his information private.

But that's fine with the family.

but……

Anna was a little distressed: "Mr. Chuya, I can't see it."

Zhong also froze for a moment.

Then he pulled over and took back his phone, silently searched for [Second Secondary Disease], changed the fonts on the search interface to red, and handed it to Anna.

Zhong also sent Anna to the gate of the elementary school, and turned to the mobile phone shop when he went out.

What happened to buying a mobile phone for my daughter!

Whether it's him or Gouyan, it's inconvenient for Anna to see their electronic props—it's okay that Anna didn't see them, what if they happen to see the information that they will be hunted down!

Not from a security point of view, but from a security point of view... In this home, it is not allowed to use the parents' mobile phones casually.

Anna didn't know what the herbal salt was doing, so did Zhong.

Taking advantage of the few days before Mamon came and the King of Gold didn't summon him to go back to work, Herb Salt planned to contact the King of Green.

The Green King, a mysterious king who has not shown his face since he became king, seems to have only had a confrontation with the Gold King a few years ago, and continued to lie dormant after failing to snatch the slate.

What Herbal Salt was more curious about was why he wanted to grab the slate.

Even if the stone slabs have special powers, it is very strange that the king would not hesitate to face a stronger king after becoming a king to obtain the ownership of the stone slabs.

Herbal Salt vaguely felt that the Green King's plan might come in handy.

It is difficult and simple to find this king who is in charge of the authority of "innovation".

He has nowhere to be seen in reality, but he is ubiquitous through the Internet using a software called "jungle".

As long as you log in to Jungle's website and register for a personal account, you can become an E-level member of Jungle.If you want to improve, you must do tasks. The points accumulated by doing tasks can buy props created by the Green King. Only when you upgrade to J-level can you be qualified to become a real Green Clan cadre.

Do you want to upgrade the task?

—Of course not, he doesn't have that time.

Herb salt opens the storage room door.

This is no longer an idle storage room, but transformed into a computer room by him—the large computer that Aleister-chan bought from Academy City is indeed reliable, Herb Salt decided to use hacking techniques to seek justice from the Green King A conversation starter.

in short.

What he has to do is to find a way to hack the jungle system during the few days of vacation.

Magic and science should be two opposing worlds, but Herbal Salt was born in this world as an ordinary person without memory and lived an ordinary life for 21 years.He is used to the modern life, and he chose to understand and absorb the knowledge contained in the brand new world spreading before him without hesitation.

The principle of becoming stronger is rooted in the soul of Mr. Sorcerer—the law of survival in the other world has always been the law of the jungle and simple morality.

Only those who become kings have the consciousness to lead everyone to bear the country and uphold order.Herbal Salt respects every true king, but is insensitive to this heavy and arduous profession.

When he doesn't know what to do, he just makes himself stronger.This feeling of dissatisfaction never changed until I stood at the highest point.

Being an undercover agent is just a new experience, it is social knowledge, it is the knowledge of understanding the human heart, and it is an opportunity to observe the causal cycle of human emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, everything, and everything under the sun or dark shadows that I cannot touch.

Knowledge of the world was equally new to him.Otherwise, he wouldn't be registered at the University of London under the arrangement of the Magic Association, and even hand in his annual research projects seriously until he was kidnapped by the employees of the liquor factory.

If you ask him why he pretends to be incapable of fighting and concentrates on research, he is not even angry at Gin Jiu's disrespectful behavior of pointing a gun at his forehead...

When those threats to someone are as gentle as a cat with clipped nails slapping its cheek, ordinary people or supernatural beings... In the eyes of Herbal Salt, there is no difference.

In short, everyone is good at it, and they don’t need to care about the threats of barking their teeth and waving their claws at all, as long as they meet a milk cat barking its teeth and barking.

You can't just shoot an innocuous cat pad to death just because everyone is good at it, right?

——How would Gin feel if he knew that he was a roadside cat and not an enemy to be slaughtered in Herbal Salt?

Where people with supernatural powers are located is another world to ordinary people.

But Herbal Salt is above all of them, but he is used to the style of [received entrustment - solve the problem].

In other words, whether it is to study new drugs or antidote for APTX4869, receive undercover missions from various organizations, or receive new work tasks during undercover missions...

This is equivalent to [task].

The task you choose to accept will be resolved.

At the same time, it also unlocked a lot of knowledge blind spots... Herbal salt is not annoying.

But now, he has changed from [don't hate the past] to [love the present].

To be precise, he only likes his own cat.

Once a person has someone he likes, the world will become alive.

The masks piled up by habit are gradually stained with true feelings, and the corners of the eyebrows, eyes and lips are full of joy.

Why not fall in love with the world because of one person.

Although what he decides to do to the people of this world... is actually pushing evolution?

In short, everything depends on fate.

The world consciousness did not stop him, that is the future that should be.

Even if the world collapses, he can hold his cat tightly, and naturally he is fearless.

Suddenly, a flash of green light flashed across the computer interface.

Herbal Salt's hands left the keyboard, quietly watching the interface he manipulated being soaked in greenery, and unfamiliar dialog boxes appeared together with the little charmander running and breathing fire.

[Why attack the jungle system? 】

The man's slender and beautiful fingers moved lightly on the keyboard.

[Of course it is for the purpose of having such a conversation with Your Majesty. 】

【oh?Are you looking for me?What's the matter? 】

[I heard that you broke into the Pillar Tower a few years ago and wanted the Dresden Stone Slab... So I want to ask you what you plan to do after you get the Slate. 】

[You are so good, you can find out this kind of thing.Did the King of Gold tell you that? 】

[I have my own news channel and am an information dealer. 】

[Since you are a businessman, I am sorry that I cannot give you the information for free. 】

【what do you want? 】

[Upgrade to J-level, come see me. 】

There was a snap of lightning, like the soft sound of closing a door.The dialog boxes on the interface were bitten into pieces by the charmander, and those conversations gradually turned into Internet garbage that could no longer be pieced together, falling into the huge torrent of the Internet.

Bishuiliu is the king who controls and plays with the torrent of information.

Herb Salt chuckled, and the moment he brought the coffee to his mouth, he quietly heated it manually with fire magic.

The faint burnt smell and strong coffee aroma make people feel happy, and the silky warmth of the entrance rolls down into the stomach bag, so that Mr. Magician who wants to take a break after facing the computer for a long time will not really get tired of his eyes I was happily cured for a short time.

The white and slender hands with well-defined knuckles put the half-drunk coffee cup back on the table.

A challenging smile appeared on the corner of his lips again.

He never thought that if he did well, he must be the best.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

When meeting a very strong opponent in the field that I have also worked hard for, I have to work hard to replace the stronger guy from the top of the peak.

It's like being a mage trying to provoke a paladin with physical skills and then being beaten until he admits defeat. He can only pick up a staff that can be used as a sword and send the opponent back to his hometown to express his dissatisfaction...

Which strong man would not be excited when faced with a challenge?

Although facing the life happiness challenge of loving your wife and adults will become another kind of sexual excitement...cough.

The keyboard was tapped and made a light rattling sound.

The dark-haired young man smiled, and the dark eyes behind the lenses reflected the light of the star sea shining with the torrent of information.

[Then dismantle the jungle system. 】

It's not that he can't locate Bishuiliu and use the opponent's whereabouts as a threat, but he prefers to overthrow the hegemony of the strong in the field where the opponent is good at and he knows a thing or two, so as to break through himself.

As for small things like planning cooperation...

If you don't fight, you don't know each other.

-

On this day, Anna returned home first than Chuya.

Although she was also invited to participate in the after-school art club activities because of her cute appearance, she still went home much earlier than Nakaya, who had to work overtime from time to time, and work events were more suitable for nights.

Saying goodbye to the driver who dared not drive the car into the villa, watched the little girl enter the house, and drove away quickly. The black suit and black sunglasses were full of passer-by temperament. Anna's eyelids twitched as soon as she entered the main road of the villa.

"boom--!"

Something on the first floor exploded before her eyes!

Above the dusty ruins, the orange-red flame swept away all obstacles, revealing a slender, solid green projection.It was a young man in a long white windbreaker, with reserved green lightning flashing all over his body - obviously, His Royal Highness the Green King did not intend to use too much power here to cause the main body to open the sanctuary and reveal the whereabouts of the sword of Damocles.

"Is that child your family?" Projection glanced at the startled little loli in the distance, and smiled at the man in front of him.

The setting sun sinks into the high-rise buildings, and the city is gradually stained with the crimson color of the devil.

The man stroked the flame phoenix in his hand, flicked his knuckles, and the shattered fire debris turned into countless fire butterflies gracefully fluttering and flying to the sky, losing power and disappearing.

"Yes, my lovely adopted daughter, Anna." Herb Salt raised her other hand, and chains formed by flames suddenly flew out of her palm, binding the phantom——

Bi Shui Liu's expression changed.

It was obviously just an ordinary mechanical 3D projection, but the Green King sitting in the base felt the suffocation of his heart being bound.

On the day he suddenly became king ten years ago, he saw the fall of the two kings through the stone slab.

The sword of Damocles fell into the mechanical island, destroying the powerful transcendent and the deadly conspiracy on the spot.Everything ended with that catastrophic tsunami. In the chaotic era, no one had the energy to care about the fear of those who survived the impact of the tsunami.After ten years, ordinary people who have gradually become accustomed to a peaceful life have even begun to forget the victory or defeat of a country determined by "strength", and they don't even know the real strength of the king.

"It would be great if everyone could have supernatural powers."

At least, before the natural disaster, you can still save yourself.

Using the spiritual power of the Green King as a medium, he locked the opponent's soul with a magical chain of flames. Mr. Magician, who was as simple as picking something out of a bag, heard Bishuiliu's answer and saw the serious and persistent smile on his lips.

"The game must at least be fair. Everyone has the possibility to choose their own profession... that's right."

Herbal salt got it.

He thought he probably understood why this one was peeping at the Dresden stones.

Although he talks about playing games, he is still a king with the spirit of a king.

Herbal Salt withdrew the chain, and floated his right hand in his palm, apologizing sincerely and skillfully.

"Sorry, I was rude earlier, Your Majesty the Green King."

I was stunned by the flow of water.

Then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to the man.

"Are you going to join me?"