"What to do with those people?" Perona asked again with a dark face.
"Uh... this..." Mo Bei hesitated.
He wanted to think about how to let that person bring more girls to the house and let the guards have fun together, so as to create an illusion and save Conrad's character. After all, this change was so complete that even the contact person noticed that something was wrong. . .
But he couldn't say this to Perona, after all, gathering a crowd was nothing. . The law allows it but it is not recommended. .
"Ahem...don't embarrass them, we need more informants."
"good.."
No need for Mobei to say anything, Perona immediately controlled the puppet and used all kinds of force on the pimp who was almost scared to death. After giving a little hint, the middle-aged man named Joel became extremely excited. People left.
In his opinion, although Prince Conrad did not accept the gift he carefully prepared, it pointed out another way for him to prove his worth.
This is for the same purpose as spying on Mallory. Even if this type of person is not really problematic, they are more likely to be exposed to the dark side of the human community.
After finishing Joel's matter, Perona spoke again:
"Okay, I'll come back to you if something happens."
"..."
Mo Bei raised his hand, wanting to say that you can just figure it out yourself and talk about it tomorrow, but Perona disappeared in a flash. .
He reluctantly withdrew his hand, opened the door and returned to his room, preparing to inform Akali that there might be a surprise inspection tonight, but found that the items in the inventory were quickly moving and being sorted.
"It's time to tidy things up, otherwise it will take a long time to find things."
He smiled bitterly. Recently, because of the large number of things stored and stored, some things were thrown into the inventory without looking carefully. Even some worthless things were put in together. The whole space looked like It's like giving up on management.
Ned and Alvin didn't return to the tree house until daybreak. Mo Bei didn't activate the activating isolation circle last night. Listening to their brisk footsteps, he knew that they were letting themselves go again.
This is called getting out of hand. . .
He rolled over and got out of bed. Although he only slept for a while, he was still in good spirits.
Following the sound, I found the kitchen and found that the two men were actually killing fish. It seemed that they had collected the net when they came back.
"Did you regain the lost ground last night?" Mo Bei asked.
"No, we have opened up a new territory!" Alvin said.
"...I go?"
"Your thinking is still too limited. How can you be held back by the scenery in front of you?" Ned said.
"Oh... I've learned my lesson. I'll discuss your point of view with Akali later."
“Hey, don’t, don’t, don’t… I was wrong!”
"Are you trying to make breakfast? Isn't it a bit heavy this early in the morning?"
"Ah? We want to take care of it and let you cook it... Can't you eat fish in the morning?" Alvin stopped what he was doing and asked blankly.
He is the kind of person who eats whatever he has, and has no requirements for three meals a day. The same is true for most people in this world. As long as they are full, there is no such thing as breakfast, lunch and afternoon tea.
"It's not impossible..."
Mo Bei pondered for a moment, thinking that without soy sauce, he really had no choice, but he still picked out a few fish without fine bones, cut the fish into thin slices, added fishy seasoning and a little liquor to marinate.
Make a fire and boil water.
Open the oven on one side of the hearth and put in a few pieces of cold pancakes. After the dry food is slightly fermented, the texture and taste will be better.
Then he took out some green leafy vegetables and gave them to them to wash.
Add a few spoons of dry starch to the marinated fish fillets, grasp them evenly, rub them evenly with your fingers, and put them into the boiling water to break up the stuck fish meat. After the water boils, use a spoon to skim off the foam.
At this time, the aroma of the fish has come out, and the pot of clear soup has become thicker because of the starch. Mo Bei added a large handful of sour pickled radish slices to the soup, and added a heavy dose of pepper when seasoning. Only then add the green leafy vegetables, blanch them slightly, and finally sprinkle in the chopped green onions.
He took out the fermented pancakes from the oven and put them on the table together with the big pot of fish noodles. Without being called, Perona appeared at the door with a sleepy look, and wandered in with her nose twitching.
"What's wrong? Can't you sleep well while controlling a puppet?"
Mo Bei served her a bowl of fish soup and handed her a piece of pancake. Seeing that she was still a little sleepy, he asked.
From his perspective, it is equivalent to having one more running background program, which will definitely have an impact on the host.
Perona nodded, indicating that she was really not used to it.
There is an extra layer of senses, which can also be said to be a layer of interference. Although this method of control belongs to the soul, maintaining contact and perception requires a certain amount of mental energy.
Although she is a little tired, Perona is happy to maintain the status quo. This is like mental weight-bearing training. After an adaptation process, it still has considerable benefits.
Hearing this, Mo Bei was relieved. Judging from the seemingly limitless potential of career changers, this was indeed not a problem.
At this time, he noticed a figure standing at the door, and without looking much, he called out:
"Come and eat, the sour vegetable soup will change color soon."
After serving two bowls of soup, I found that the figure still hadn't moved, and heard Ned say:
"That shouldn't be Milor..."
Mo Bei then raised his head and took a look, and found that it was really Ska Saha, with a face that was exactly the same as Milor's. Although his expression seemed a little indifferent, he still couldn't hide his curiosity as he looked at the dining table.
"You... do you want some too?"
He felt that after Skarsaha showed a richer sense of autonomy, his temperament changed from the original aloofness to a bit silly and cute. . I don’t know what type of character will emerge if this continues.
Judging from the battle training the previous day, this change is not only the conditions for the spiritual movement, but also a significant improvement in combat effectiveness.
In the past, she relied solely on her strong attributes and fighting skills to fight head-on. Now she is more flexible and versatile in fighting, and she continues to learn experience from the battles, making her quite difficult to deal with.
Skasaha did not respond to Mo Bei's inquiry, but then Milor and Akali walked in together, and she seemed to have come back to her senses, following Milor and sitting down at the dining table like a shadow.
"Can she eat?" Alvin asked.
Milor shook her head uncertainly. She did not feel that the Valkyrie had any thoughts of eating. It was more like she was observing and recognizing the activities of the people around her, but she still tentatively broke off half a piece of cake and handed it over.
Skasaha took the small piece of cake from Milor's hand and looked at it. When everyone subconsciously thought that she would put it to her nose to smell it or take a bite directly, she did. He gave the piece of cake back to Milor.
This action showed that she really had no concept of food and eating, and when Mo Bei saw this scene, he felt like he was watching an artificial intelligence growing.
He remembered some movies with related themes that he had seen before, so he felt a little complicated and couldn't explain it at the moment.
After suppressing some thoughts, he turned to face everyone present and said:
"It's time for us to go to the capital city of Kaltim."
