The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

Her pretty face flushed red with embarrassment, she bit her lip and said, "Your idea is truly fantastical. I will help you gather... high-quality breeding pigs with strong capabilities."

"Thank you, Anjie."

"That's settled then. I still need to visit the newly admitted children at the National Welfare Institute. If they knew that you, Dio, had identified the real culprit who killed their families in such a short time, they would be very gratified."

Angelina got up to leave, knowing that Roger's side was proceeding smoothly, she felt relieved.

Kindness doesn't mean repaying evil with good, or blindly forgiving the murderer who caused the Blood Night of Odu.

Kindness is simply believing in the inherent goodness of human nature, and being willing to see the world from a better perspective, rather than condoning evil.

To have the heart of a Bodhisattva and the means of a Vajra is also a way of doing good.

Roger heard about the Welfare Institute, and a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him.

He immediately asked, "Anjie, have you ever heard the name War High Priest Jostar before?"

"I generally don't ask about military intelligence, so I really don't know this High Priest. If you want to get more information about him, you can ask Margaret."

"Oh, never mind, I was just asking casually. I won't delay your trip."

Roger waved his hand quickly.

After Angelina left, he revealed a puzzled expression.

He suddenly remembered that in the main storyline, the players first met Angelina in a National Welfare Institute.

Her always gentle face showed an extremely angry expression when she learned about the whereabouts of War High Priest Jostar.

That was a rare moment of losing composure for Angelina in the entire storyline.

But the current Angelina has never heard of the name Jostar at all...

Something must have happened after this point in time for Angelina to hate Jostar.

Roger's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he thought of a possibility.

The original storyline didn't have the Blood Night of Odu, so the one who was hurt must not be the Empire that Angelina cares about the most, then I have to look among her relatives.

But Angelina's only relative...

Isn't that me?

Could it be that in the original storyline, Roger died in Jostar's hands, so Jostar was so remembered by his sister?

The logic is sound, but there is no evidence.

There was no more presentation of the relationship between Angelina and Jostar in the game. Perhaps the relevant side quests were not discovered, and the Yong scholars could not verify it.

"Regardless of whether it is or not, if I kill this Jostar, I will definitely be much safer."

Roger murmured the word 'steady'.

Even if it's just a possibility, as long as this Jostar is still in the City of Mysteries, he must be nipped in the bud!

...

...

City of Mysteries, a certain National Welfare Institute.

In this era of backward productivity, frequent natural disasters, and wars, there are naturally many homeless orphans.

After the establishment of the Empire, Angelina felt this situation and strongly advocated the construction of many National Welfare Institutes, with the national treasury directly bearing the expenses.

Although it has not yet been popularized throughout the Empire, at least in the City of Mysteries, the orphans' food, clothing, and growth can be guaranteed.

On the playground behind this Welfare Institute, a group of children are playing.

A tall and strong cook dressed in civilian clothes quietly turned to the outside of the fence.

He squatted in the shadow of the bushes, observing the innocent children through the railings.

This is Jostar, using illusion to disguise himself as the restaurant owner.

As time goes on, the death of the restaurant owner will be discovered sooner or later, and this identity is no longer safe, so he left first.

Damn it, the suffocating competition between a certain me and my useless brother has not yet been decided, and I have to withdraw so regrettably!

But at this time, the City of Mysteries has been blocked, he can't leave the city, so he can only find a place to continue hiding in the city.

After some observation, Jostar took a fancy to this Welfare Institute located in a prosperous area.

The more dangerous the place, the safer it is. Crawling into the sewer or something is an unwise move.

Subtle divine magic fluctuations.

A little girl with pigtails, about four or five years old, seemed to have found something interesting and ran towards Jostar's direction, skipping and jumping.

She stood obediently by the fence, holding the railing, her eyes losing focus.

Outside, Jostar's body turned into a pool of blood, climbed over the fence, drilled through the railings, and flowed through the little girl's body from her nostrils.

After a moment, the little girl's eyes lit up again, touched her face, and grinned.

"Jinx, I've been looking for you for a long time. Right Chancellor is coming to see us. Come and dress up!"

At this moment, a gentle middle-aged woman appeared behind Jostar, took "her" little hand, and the little girl turned her head.

Ah!

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that the basket in her arms fell to the ground, and she shook off the little girl's hand.

Jinx's smile is so scary!

Gloomy, fanatical, bloodthirsty, revealing the excitement of choosing someone to devour.

Such a smile, appearing on a young and pure face, is truly eerie and creepy.

But the next second, Jinx's innocent voice sounded, and the smile was still as innocent as it used to be:

"Auntie Theresa, is Right Chancellor coming to see us again?"

The middle-aged woman rubbed her eyes, as if the scene just now was just an illusion, and in front of her was just a poor little girl who had lost her relatives!

She said softly: "Yes, Right Chancellor is really a rare kindness among big people, truly pitying us ordinary people."

In the corner she couldn't see, Jinx licked her lips with her little tongue.

Right Chancellor?

Angelina Charles?

The hunt that had already been given up has turned into a turning point?

If it's sister, it will be easy to kill that stinky brother, hehe...

City of Mysteries, a dangerous game where both sides are hunters and prey, officially enters the second round.

Author's Note \u0026 Unlimited Bounty

Today's increased four updates are a full 10,000+ words. I don't know if you readers have read enough?

Of course, whether you have read enough or not, I have to notify you that this book is going to be put on the shelves.

This book does borrow ideas from a certain website, there is nothing to deny, but the results really got better after the author found his own rhythm.

Automatically on the list, and then won the first place on the click list and the first place on the collection list.

The complaint list is also climbing up. When the situation was very good... Meow site closed the inter-post.

Writing to the shelves in a single-player state, this is a huge blow to a relaxed and funny work.

Without inter-post to copy, it's really too difficult for me.

But now it has climbed to 40,000+ collections.

This is a dreamlike number for a small street writer who has been rubbed on the ground for a long time.

The more beautiful the dream, the more I fear it will wake up.

The water in online articles is too deep, I can never grasp it.

I have been suffering from insomnia for more than a week, the speed of typing is getting slower and slower, and I am losing sleep every day.

But the current results are better than expected.

I even got a mysterious blessing from the editor.

Editor: If the first order exceeds 4,000, you can apply for a large bookshelf

Me: But if the subscription ratio collapses, it will be gone, right?

Editor: Nonsense, but it shouldn't be a big problem

Me: Garlic brother, you know me, as long as I take action, there will be no time when there is no problem...

In short, I really don't have any B number for my own strength.

The best book is close to 3:1; the worst book, 200:1 has been written.

Now with 40,000 collections, how many friends will continue to read it? I really don't know, I really can't be sure.

To be honest, I am also really bad. I started writing books in 2012, and I am still struggling on the edge of the survival line.

If I have to make a metaphor, it's like Lai Shuke wrote millions of words, but for various reasons, he never ate a big bookshelf once.

Handicapped and also a non-chief, that's me.

But it's also me who is addicted to being bad, and I'm still writing, and I'm writing a lot, so I can't be classified as a pigeon.

At the beginning of the year, I went to listen to live music and heard for the first time that "Fairytale Town" also has a plus rap part:

[This road can't be considered a complete defeat in the face of life

Just because on the way, after turning around, we can still reach the same destination

They asked me why I persisted for so long?

I said I didn't persist because I liked it so I was happy

Many people are busy all their lives and will not understand:

What if a ridiculed dream comes true one day?]

At that time, I couldn't help but sing along with tears in my eyes, and now I am enduring tears and silently expecting and watching.

Yes, because I like it, I am actually very happy every time I put in the code.

But after writing, publishing, and opening the cold and clear background, I can't be happy.

The book is a false prosperity, and the outside is a cruel reality.

So in the end, I still have to work hard to seek new changes and jump out of my comfort zone once.

The experimental product that I took out is this book.

I feel that I have indeed improved a lot compared to before.

Shamelessly saying, after the story and character settings are further expanded, removing the exploration of the subject matter, it can be even better.

So, I have unknowingly stood outside the door of my dream.

We can expect a "what if", it will come true?

Even if I don't know if there is an abyss or a beautiful scene in this door.

Or just a still plain life, throwing a "next time" on my face.

Ordinary people, how much great joy and great sorrow, great ups and downs?

But at least at this moment, it can be regarded as a successful start, with friends who support this book, I have no reason not to write every chapter well.

If there are any shortcomings or dissatisfactions, it is really a lack of ability.

I will stand upright and be beaten, humbly accept, learn, change, and practice.

As long as I don't die, I will have a promising future, right?

Okay, okay, the bragging part is over, let's talk about something serious, the bounty.

Some readers have asked how to open the bounty before.

However, I am waiting for the full attendance.

Now it's July, let's get the old rules bounty up.