When Ronan first took over the so-called "gene and ecological maintenance of native species" task, he really didn't expect that things would actually develop to this point.
Although Ronan had not put much thought into this matter for more than half a month, he had attended several meetings with the help of ink. He knew very well that to complete the task, he could never do it alone. Therefore, for the first time in more than ten days, he took the initiative to contact his nominal partner:
Peony at Youlan Office.
Ronan took the channel of ink. This crow believer has been following Peony recently, so it is undoubtedly the most convenient way to use it as a transit.
But when Ronan shifted his mind and absorbed the sensory information of the ink, what appeared before his eyes was a dark sky and a dark earth.
It took Ronan a few seconds to roughly confirm his surroundings. This is an alley between high-rise buildings. The fire-proof steps attached to the building and the automatic conveyor belt running through the building make the already narrow area even more unbearably crowded.
This kind of relatively dark and cramped area generally belongs to the recycling layer.
In the shadow of the alley, someone was sitting against the wall inside the corner of the fire escape ladder in mid-air. The narrow corner couldn't accommodate those long legs, so she propped up one leg and stretched the other out of the stairs. Half hanging in the air.
In this way, Ronan naturally saw that the person's feet were actually wearing a pair of household cotton slippers, which looked fat and clumsy. It doesn't match the handsome leather jacket and tight jeans.
Well, the snake-print pointed-toe high-heeled shoes thrown aside crookedly, although the color is coquettish and full of nightclub style, she should be able to hold it up - this girl is now shaking the bottle of wine, with a half-smile on her lips. Mysterious, with a hangover look, what I didn’t say, it’s definitely flattering!
But the problem is, is this nightclub girl who seems to have just had a wild night and can't find her home really the free and easy-going, strong and shrewd Peony?
If it weren't for the obvious differences in height and appearance, Ronan would have almost thought he saw cat eyes filled with alcohol and sorrow.
Under Ronan's order, Mo Mo hooked his fingers on the ladder fence on the other side of the building and observed from above. Perhaps because she saw it too clearly, Peony suddenly raised her head and face, met the crow's dark eyes, and raised the wine bottle to signal.
"have a good weekend."
Is it the ink or the partner? Mostly for the latter.
So Ronan knew that he might have underestimated Mudan's sensitivity before, or that Mudan had been pretending to be confused until he was hungover.
For such a scheming and keen woman, Ronan must have put a lot of thought into it, and he didn't want to leave any clues to her, so he communicated with Mudan through the "rubber band" on Mo Mo's ankle, and asked knowingly:
"Good morning. Did you just search this area?"
"No. The door was blocked and I sneaked out."
"Haha, why does it sound like you've been caught raping?" Ronan tried to sound like an adult, imitating Bakuyan and making some jokes that sounded over the top.
Mudan responded calmly: "Probably. But are you finally free on the weekend and are you ready to officially join the team and take time off to make up the shifts?"
"Hey, don't ignore my contribution...forget it!"
Ronan knew that this was because Mudan despised his behavior during this period of time when he did not contribute any merit or strength. Frankly speaking, since reporting the traces of the Chiropteran Blood Bat, he has indeed not contributed much. Currently, he has received a reward of millions, and it is relatively hot to hold at least half of it.
Mudan didn't care about this with him, and just shook the bottle again: "I can't accompany you today, I have something to do. Do you know? World University's birthday is our holiday."
...Ronan was speechless!
That's right, when I first met Mudan, she came out of Zhixing College. She seemed to be a graduate student of a certain professor, and she could be counted among the ranks of college students. Speaking of which, Ronan actually wanted to inquire about Mudan's details more than once. The problem was that he had to take His Majesty Wu Emperor's face into account, so he could only stay confused for the time being.
"You want to join the parade too?"
"By the way, Crow, you are very concerned about student life?"
"...I'm just surprised that you don't do your job properly."
"Mr. Crow, by the way, you can't add a suffix, right? Then Mr. Partner, human beings have not evolved to the point where they can run 24 hours a day and sleep 7 days a week. Human beings are very fragile and will get tired. We will take time to rest and will Find some fun for yourself, that’s why it’s interesting and exciting. So don’t obliterate the last value of human society!”
Ronan was speechless again. Looking at her appearance, could it be...
"Are you broken in love?"
"Don't over-interpret it, Mr. Partner, I'm enjoying the current state, but it's a pity that I can only get drunk for a while." Peony turned to Crow, shook the bottle again, and then drank it all. With a clang, the bottle hit the wall. , fell down the stairs again, and was finally shattered to pieces.
Peony stood up against the wall, lowered her head, and curled her lips in disgust: "It's so ugly."
She was referring to the cotton slippers on her feet, blue-checked men's style, semi-old, and Ronan had several pairs at home. The old-fashioned and mediocre appearance really doesn't fit well with Mudan's slim and well-proportioned feet.
By the way, could this person have become a mistress, and the main wife blocked the door, so she panicked and ran away?
Today's elite women also play this trick... Well, it seems to be common in TV dramas, but in reality it is probably true love. It's a pity for those spare tires and successors who admire the goddess.
Ronan didn't make any moral judgments, since he wasn't the one to take over anyway, but his sense of peony had changed somewhat, and the element of admiration and admiration had been reduced, and there was more of a real meaning.
They are all common people!
He is now a little worried about Peony's condition. It is not safe for a beautiful woman to stay on the recycling floor when she is hungover, even in broad daylight. As for Mudan's personal strength, there is still no idea.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Peony didn't answer, turned around and looked around, and finally saw the high heels that were still crooked next to her. She laughed, kicked off the cotton slippers on her feet, and gave her feet the most suitable decoration, charming lines and shapes. In an instant, Draw lines that are pleasing to the eye.
Putting on her shoes, Peony seemed to have regained her usual aura in an instant. She smiled again, waved to the crow above, then staggered out of the alley.
"It must be true, you are pretending to be calm!" Ronan thought about Peony's mentality while driving the crow to follow closely.
The alley goes up all the way, slowly from the recycling floor to the normal block. Maybe the statistics from the public security department are too accurate, or maybe Mudan has a talent for starring in bloody dramas. Unexpectedly, such a great beauty has indeed captivated some people's eyes.
In the shadow of the building, a tall and thick young man passed by Peony. When he looked at her from the front, his eyes almost bulged out. He turned around and looked at his back. He was stunned for a few seconds. Finally, he was so lustful that he turned around and caught up with her, chatting up with a smile:
"Beauty, where are you going?"
Mudan ignored her at all, but the young man was thick-skinned enough and followed closely: "Look at you, you didn't have a good time last night. I know a good place, we can have another show."
Peony still moved forward, but a smile inexplicably escaped from her lips.
Seeing the beauty's side profile that suddenly came alive with a smile, the young man became more and more lustful and raised his hand to hook Mudan's shoulders. At this moment, he heard a hoarse voice:
"I know that these sentient beings have never cultivated their virtues."
"ah?"
At this time, the young man's nose could already smell the smell of fragrant body fragrance mixed with alcohol. To him, this was the smell of desire, and then, the steps came towards him.
"thump."
The young man was slapped directly on the steps, motionless, and passed out.
Peony didn't look back and continued to stagger, occasionally holding on to the wall and moving forward. As she walked, she chanted: "...Adhering to the five desires, crazy love leads to troubles. Due to the causes and conditions of the desires, one falls into the three evil paths. In the six realms of reincarnation, one suffers from all kinds of bitterness and poison. Conception is so small. Shape is always growing from generation to generation.”
What the hell? Ronan didn't understand it half-heartedly. He just thought it was like a Buddhist scripture or something, and the color of the words was not very comfortable.
Just when she was confused, Peony stopped, not far from the alley entrance. The morning sunlight cut through the gap between the tall buildings and miraculously landed at the end of the long alley ahead.
Over there is a relatively busy street, with people passing through and the noise heard.
Mo Mo folded his wings and stopped on a window sill above the alley, continuing to stare at her. But Peony smiled inexplicably and walked straight out of the alley. Reflecting the slanting sunlight, her smile was bright and bright, without any trace of depression or filth.
In this way, she naturally blended into the crowd of people on the street. But the most eye-catching thing right now is the parade of college students heading towards the City Hall Square.
Ronan was not interested in this. He felt that Peony seemed to be more communicative now, so he asked: "Are you going to hang out in the municipal square for a day? So what information do you have..."
"Bah bang bang!"
A loud and clear high-five sounded. Peony stood on the roadside, applauded vigorously towards the parade, and shouted loudly: "Unity!"
The drunken and wanton appearance is probably very annoying, but as a beautiful woman, she has privileges. Most of the people in the parade were confused, but seeing the encouragement of a beauty like Mudan, there were still many young men who laughed and agreed:
"Unity."
Peony continued to applaud vigorously. She leaned slightly, bowed her back, and slapped her hands red, as if she had been immersed in the warm atmosphere, and then shouted again: "Honor!"
She is so beautiful and so sincere, more people responded this time, and the voices have gathered together:
"honor!"
There was a slight sweat on Mudan's forehead. She tore off her leather coat and put it on her arms. She wore a thin shirt on her upper body, which could not cover up her beautiful lines at all. But what really moved people's hearts was her willful and bright smile. Under the beautiful shape of her lips, her white teeth were exposed, so brilliant.
With such a smile, she strode into the parade, like a most familiar friend, naturally extending her arms and putting her arms around the two students' shoulders.
The students happened to be a boy and a girl, and both of them were confused. But at this moment, the screams and applause of other people made the windows of the surrounding high-rise buildings buzz.
In this wave of sound, Peony looked up to the sky and roared:
"youth!"
The parade and the surrounding spectators had their hearts stirred by this dazzling beauty, and most of them had no words left and just responded with crazy screams.
Then people saw the arm pointing to the sky:
"victory!"
Amidst the cheers like landslides and tsunamis, the crowd surged forward. Peony was in the center of the crowd, and her tall body was extremely dazzling even in the depths of the crowd. The arm pointing to the sky has become a flag, directing the flow of people, just like the tide of the sea, one wave higher than the other, moving forward one by one.
