It’s coming, it’s coming, the first text message is coming!
Mo Bei unfolded the parchment excitedly, imagining whether he would see some ambiguous words, and even his heart began to beat unsatisfactorily.
But when the handwriting on the paper was revealed, his smile immediately froze on his face, and when he saw the content clearly, he felt even worse!
This handwriting obviously does not belong to Akali. It contains only one sentence:
"Guess who I am?"
"I...I guess your uncle!!! How can you still be Tyrell who fell into the mortal world and needs 200 gold coins to buy wings to return to heaven!?"
Mo Bei roared in his heart, and the huge psychological gap made him almost run away.
I've been waiting for most of the night for my first time! I was ruined by Alvin’s two hundred and fifty!
are you crazy!
He jumped out of bed angrily, found red ink, dipped it in with his finger, and wrote a big word "get out" on the paper, which was so powerful that it penetrated the back of the paper and was shocking, and then he was ready to stuff it into the scroll tube.
But after he finished writing this word, the anger in his heart seemed to have eased a lot. After thinking about it, he gave up and didn't want to be angry with this idiot, so he folded the paper and started wiping the ink stains on his hands.
Not long after, he saw a faint light flashing from the scroll tube again, so he took out the parchment and unfolded it with a slight hesitation. After taking a look, his expression softened.
The handwriting on the paper is both delicate and graceful, making it pleasing to the eye at first glance.
There are two ink dots at the beginning, which seem to have been placed unconsciously while hesitating what to write.
While imagining what Akali looked like when writing, he looked at the simple content on the paper, and his mood quickly improved.
"The journey went smoothly today, and we found a nice place to rest. The food you prepared for us was delicious, thank you."
At the end of the sentence, a simple smiley face was drawn, and the two Doudou looked a little cute.
The sentences are short and expressive. It seems that Akali understands the essence of this communication method.
Mo Bei seemed to see Akali's beautiful face appear on the paper, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.
And this is the correct way to start a late night chat, and then reply with one or two slightly poetic words, wouldn't it be beautiful?
But now I was so angry at Alvin's sudden "Guess who I am?" that I lost my poetry. If I could say something normal, I wouldn't be so popular. The opening line of the scam text message was simply... poisonous. .
And there is another sentence under that smiling face, which seems to be added later.
"Sorry, I was writing a letter just now and didn't notice that the scroll tube was taken away by Alvin..."
Seeing this, Mo Bei couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Alvin was really curious about the communication scroll. Based on Akali's prestige in his heart, it took a lot of courage for him to do this. I really don’t know what to say about him.
He flattened the paper in his hand on the table, took out his quill and dipped it in black ink, but he still didn't put down the pen.
Although I have a lot to say, I don’t know where to start.
After thinking about it, I felt that the other party was still in the dangerous depths of the desert and needed a rest, so I wrote two plain and short replies.
"I'm very happy to receive the news. Go and take a rest and keep in touch."
After I finished writing it, I read it and felt very dissatisfied. First, I was dissatisfied with my chat level, and I felt ashamed to be a time traveler. The second is that I am dissatisfied with my handwriting, and I still have a specious feeling of imitating a cat and imitating a tiger.
No matter how dissatisfied he was, he sent the letter out, then lay back on the bed, humming quietly:
"If I am young and capable and don't feel inferior, I will definitely coax you to sleep with me..."
After that, every one or two days, they would exchange simple messages. After learning that Akali and the others failed to meet the dark elder, they entered the underground passage and met with Berg and the others.
Berg and his group of 100 people set up ambushes everywhere in the underground passages. In just a few days, they successfully ambushed and killed nearly twenty remnants of the Wizarding Association, and no one escaped. It can be said that they have gained a lot.
Mo Bei enjoyed the convenience of information very much, so in addition to training, he was busy transporting some otherworldly black technologies that were relatively difficult to implement, in order to provide more convenience to the people of this world.
Perona helped him organize his ideas, draw drawings, and evaluate the feasibility of various technologies.
During this period, Mo Bei could be said to have earned quite a lot of Perona's admiration points. The little girl's attitude when working cooperatively was very good, and she was completely different from her usual look that was not easy to mess with. It made him uncomfortable. Secretly cool.
Simple ideas include tin-coated glass columns that can guide natural light into underground spaces, some agricultural tools that can improve efficiency, and even bicycles, and complex ones include giant airships.
Neither Mo Bei nor Perona were real engineers. They could only improve the design and supporting life-saving equipment as much as possible, but they still felt that there was much to be done.
What surprised him was that there were actually more choices for floating gases in this world. There was no need to worry about whether to use dangerous hydrogen or helium, which was difficult to extract. He could leave the problem to people like Lysander. Can find the best solution.
Although such a flying tool does not dare to cross the storm-prone Twin Seas, it is still relatively safe to fly inland or along the coastline. It should be of great help to transport some urgently needed supplies.
After a few fulfilling and peaceful days like this, someone came to the door again, but it was still not the craftsman he expected.
"Why are there just the three of you? Where's Sandora?" Mo Bei asked as he looked at Dean, Gabino and Sirio outside the door.
Dean glanced into the yard, then lowered his voice and said:
"We're with Granbell and the others, shall we leave quickly?"
"Go...where?" Mo Bei wondered.
"Come out first, don't talk here." Gabino grabbed Mo Bei's arm and pulled him out.
"Where are you going?" Mo Bei asked again after following the three of them for a distance.
"Hot wind kiss! Didn't we agree on it last time? Let's go quickly, Anata has already gone to help us take a seat." Dean's face flushed with excitement, and Gabino and Silio looked the same.
"...I...I'm not going! I have something else to do!" When Mo Bei heard that Anata was there, it was like they were traveling in a group, so he turned around and ran back.
"What are you doing...what can't you let go of?"
As the three of them spoke, they held Mo Bei back. The two paladins took action together. He might not be able to get away without using all his strength. He didn't want to make his face red and neck thick, so he could only explain that he didn't have any weapons with him. money.
"Tsk, as I said last time, we're treating you to a treat! Do you know why it's so difficult to fulfill this promise?" Dean hugged his arm and said with a look of relief on his face.
"That's right, we worked hard outside the city for several days before we earned enough gold coins! You can't refuse our sincerity even in this regard!" Gabino added.
"That's not the case for you... people who change jobs still have to work to earn gold coins?" Mo Bei looked suspicious.
"It's not like these two idiots were fined 100 gold coins by the guards for causing such nonsense. We don't have much personal money left, so we can only go to work." Sirio said.
"What do you mean we are fooling around? Weren't you still fighting to get up?" Dean glanced at Sirio dissatisfied.
"..."
Mo Bei was completely speechless when he heard about one hundred gold coins. Those idiots are you. . .
Now he feels even more that he can't go with them, nothing good will happen!
