The doctor said, use the origin stone to defeat the origin stone

(?)

But like Liz, her hair was a mess, and it hadn't been done for a long time.

Also, how can there be that kind of leisure.

The doctor is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If you ask him to cut your hair with two clicks, it will turn you into a short cut.

After a little brainstorming about the appearance of the two little girls, the corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help giggling.

... Think about it or forget it.

It was getting late, and the doctor didn't want to wait any longer, so he took the two little girls to the restaurant to finish their dinner.

Although the strange combination did attract a lot of attention.

Facts have proved that the food in the Tower of Babel is still ok.

The taste is acceptable, I feel that the nutritional balance is also good, the meat and vegetables are appropriate, and there are no dishes that some people may not like.The point is, it's free.

Good place.

The doctor who was still thinking about how to sell the origin stone felt that he had saved the children's rations and made money.

Then there is no need to even cook.

The doctor drank the last sip of soup, thinking about turning the kitchen in the dormitory into a soup and medicine room, and at most making some snacks afterwards.

With the help of the doctor, Liz ate half of it and couldn't eat anymore. She was so bored that she looked around.

In fact, her hands are slowly recovering, but the control of knuckles is still not the same as that of normal people.Doctors don't mind feeding children, and they have a sense of déjà vu from 30 years ago.

Little W hiccupped very ungraciously, and pushed the clean plate forward.

"I'm done eating."

The doctor looked at W and asked softly, "Are you full?"

"I'm full, I can't eat any more," w narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, she had never been so full and happy since she was a child.

It is a luxury to leave so much of such a delicious meal.

Heh, anyway, he must be a kid who grew up under the pampering of others.Nothing happens by surprise.

W curled his lips and said no more.

"Well, go back and tidy up at the end, and then you can rest."

The doctor looked at the small map, and Alan finally came out of the small black room, and seemed to be walking towards the cafeteria quickly.

There is no need for him to collect the dishes himself in the cafeteria, and there are dedicated logistics personnel to guarantee these basic services.

After thinking about it, the doctor was still planning to go back.

With the two very eye-catching little girls, the doctor left the cafeteria against the subtle gaze of others.

The moment he went out, he still heard the muffled discussion behind him.

"That...is a pervert who likes children?"

"I don't know, but I don't think so."

"What?"

"Do any men think that a little girl is more attractive than a big sister with a bulging back?"

Ni, a clink of glasses, followed by two voices in unison, which aroused the approbation of the people around.

"Heroes see the same thing."

……

The doctor has no intention of explaining. If he behaves properly, he is not afraid of others saying it, and there is nothing to care about.

The canteen is not far from the dormitory, and the gate is within [-] meters. There is a very large square between the gate and the dormitory. There is no familiar runway, only scattered decorative plants and flower beds, which are empty.

There are a few benches on the side, and most of the people sitting are two opposite sexes.

Even if it is war, we must also fall in love.

Some people really carve the wind into their bones. (meaningful)

The doctor was distracted on the small map, and Alan looked around in the cafeteria, then came out again, his eyes wide open, his eyes wandering around.

"..." Now the doctor knew who he was looking for.

The combination of the doctor, the senior and the junior was quite eye-catching, and he quickly trotted to the doctor.

"Huh...doctor...you really know how to run, I've been looking for you for a long time." Alan gasped, he was driven out of the small black room by the leader to find someone, he went to the dormitory to knock on the door, and then ran around in the cafeteria , last saw this guy on the Grand Plaza.

The leader was still in a hurry, and the sound of impatient knocking on the table came from his headset.

"What's the matter." The doctor looked at the man in front of him who was panting slowly with his back on one hand. Although he probably knew that someone was looking for him, he didn't want to fight the old coin right now.

There is no point in playing tongues with people without sleeping in bed.

"Our boss wants to see you." Alan let out a long breath and turned his head away from w. "It's about her."

"..." The doctor lowered his head and saw W who also turned his head.Confusion was written all over her face.

"Okay, can I take her there?"

"Okay. But the boss said, I want to see your actual combat performance."

She said that she has a bottom line in her heart.

When Alan explained this, there was silence in the headset. It seemed that he hadn't said anything wrong.

"No problem." The doctor nodded.

Seeing this, Alan turned around and led the way, and the doctor led W to follow.

"Doctor, have I caused trouble again?"

"It's all right. It's my will."

"..." Liz chose to turn a blind eye.

"……thanks."

"Yeah." The doctor gently squeezed W's hand, showing a slight smile, "If you want to thank you, I will trouble you to take out the garbage these days."

"it is good!"

The doctor chuckled, noticing her messy hair, and Liz.

"...Alan, is there a barber shop in Babel?"

"Huh? Of course there are." Alan laughed twice, and then said: "His Royal Highness hopes that every Sarkazian can live a happy life."

So the Tower of Babel not only has a barber shop, but also a dessert shop, a small shop, a large supermarket, Sarkaz double angle care, a big health care, and a bathhouse.Anyway, mercenaries are not particularly poor.

I have everything I can think of, maybe I can't think of it... You can ask a well-informed person, maybe there is an underground private transaction.

——Referring to the photo of Her Royal Highness smiling.

"Okay." In the evening, I took the two cubs to get a haircut.

Although the matter has not been resolved yet.

"..." I always feel underestimated, Alan thought.

On the other side of the headset, the white-haired girl raised her face.

It doesn't seem to be taken seriously.

In this way, how can I save the face of the Tower of Babel?

I have to find a way to give him a bad start, although his Originium skills are quite weird.

The computer in front of him was still replaying the scene in the office, there was no black thorn's arrogance on it, only the human man who silently raised his hands and two security personnel who were restrained by something.

Recalling the description they said, she couldn't help putting her hands on her face.

What does it mean that something big, thick and black directly wraps them up? What kind of adjective is this?Can it be rebuilt?

In short, no matter if you have an illusion-type Originium skill or some special ability that cannot be captured by the camera, you will not be able to beat Kelsey.

Her tailbone fights really well.

Diary No. 18 page tomorrow is a special session (laughs)

As Alan turned left and right, the doctor still arrived at the door of the small black room where Alan was before.

He knocked on the door, and there was a voice from inside, please come in.So he opened the door and waved his hand to invite him in.

"Then you talk to the doctor first, I'll get some snacks." He looked at the two young girls who were inseparable from the doctor, and smiled flatteringly.

"Mm." The doctor responded and walked in the door.

The first thing I saw was the white-haired girl sitting behind the desk.

She blinked her red eyes, showing just the right curiosity and smile.

"Hello, first time meeting. I'm warfarin from the medical department. Please forgive me for coming all the way." She made a gesture of inviting you to sit down, and then threw the two panicked security guards out the door. outside.

Shame, afraid of being like that, you have the nerve to say that you were a mercenary before?Your regiment leader saw that you couldn't kick each of you to the sky.

"Then Miss Warfarin, what is your business with me?"

Is this really a future Rhode Island comedian?

The doctor asked W to sit on the chair next to her, patted her on the head, and told her to be calm and leave everything to herself.

W showed an awkward expression, as if he felt relieved a lot, but he was not used to it.

"The relationship is really good." Warfarin showed a faint smile, and then said to W, "You should know some rules of the Sarkaz mercenaries, right?"

"Here, the same applies. If possible, I hope I can explain it to the doctor."

"..." w glanced at Warfarin who was smiling across the way, "People who are not mercenaries who pick up the deceased's saber, nameplate and other items that can prove their identity are considered to be the deceased himself and inherit his life.

I heard about it later. "

The doctor didn't speak, just patted her head.Liz moved restlessly, and even sat on his chin with her head against his chin.

He had to hug her gently to keep her still.

Warfarin began to insist that this is a possibility for lolicon.

I thought that I should not be considered a loli, so there is no need to be afraid, right?

"So as she said, the current W is still our employee. That little girl is your family member, and I don't care about it." She tapped on the three signed slips on her desk, and there were exactly the same handwriting on them. "Doctor, if you do this, don't you think about the face of our Tower of Babel?"

"...I didn't think carefully." The doctor nodded and admitted his mistake straightforwardly.

"But the employee has her own will, right? If she agrees to withdraw from the Tower of Babel, there will be no such problem." The doctor hit a straight ball.

"The contract signed before is a lifetime agreement." Warfarin didn't change his face.

doctor:"……"

"And the saber she picked up by herself was discovered by our people. Sarkaz's ceremony has been completed."

Warfarin sighed, feeling that he had a chance to win, it was simple and meaningless.

"We don't like to let children go to the battlefield. But every employee is the heart and soul of our Tower of Babel, and they more or less carry our secrets."

Even if it's just a saber and a sheng flag.

"The lifetime agreement will also have a clause to break the contract. The Tower of Babel will not be a bully Party A who buys and sells by force." The doctor who didn't want to tear his face directly chose a compromise.

Warfarin raised his eyebrows and showed an ambiguous smile, "Of course, but the condition is the head of a lord above the earl. Doctor, are you confident that you can get in and out of the crowd of mercenaries and private soldiers? "

If this kind of contract can be terminated easily, wouldn't the secrets of the Tower of Babel fly all over the sky?

"That's easy." The doctor nodded slightly.

Instead, Warfarin was stunned.

The earl's private soldiers are also five thousand, which one is not a good player with one as ten?

It's really audacious for you to say that you can do it lightly.

"Miss Warfarin, besides the human head, is there anything else that can represent the lord?"