franphil Chapter 295 Huang Tao, Canned Food
Chapter 295 Huang Tao, Canned Food
Chapter 295 Huang Tao, Canned Food
Oh? When was this letter sent?
Bernadette suddenly realized that something had happened to Cattleya. After figuring it out, she was no longer in a hurry and relaxed to enjoy the dinner.
Time slipped by quietly. The two clinked glasses with a crisp sound, indicating that most of the customers in the restaurant had already left.
You should have already read the letter I wrote.
Xia Er put down the lemon juice in her hand and chuckled.
Ok?
Bernadette raised an eyebrow slightly, her long, straight legs crossed, wanting to see what tricks Chael could pull.
"This is what you need."
"Methods for interpreting Russellian texts."
Chael placed a booklet on the table.
He had no intention of harming Lao Huang, but the Chinese language is something that will eventually spread; it's just a matter of time.
What do you want?
Bernadette tossed her loose hair and crossed her arms in a negotiating stance.
"I might, at some point, influence your adopted daughter to do something."
In other words, she's a tool, because the Hermit has an angel foster mother, so she needs to pay money to use other people's children.
By making a small sacrifice, Gadriya helped her mother get what she wanted, which should also align with her initial expectations.
Xia Er didn't intend to keep the Chinese language a secret, as it wasn't something passed down only to men.
Bernadette nodded noncommittally, as if she felt it wasn't something she couldn't agree to. She then made her request: "I need to place you under appropriate supervision to ensure Cattleya's safety."
"Can."
"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."
Chaer pushed the handbook on the table over and extended her hand to shake Bernadette's hand briefly.
What you gave me is very important.
"Don't you want anything else?"
Bernadette held Chael's hand, not letting go immediately, but giving him another chance to make a request.
"I'll owe you for now."
Xia Er withdrew her hand, tilted her head, and said.
He doesn't lack anything now, and it would be a waste to not make use of more resources.
"Can."
"Then I'll owe you for now."
Bernadette gave Chael a deep look, picked up the manual on the table, and her figure transformed into a ball of data, disappearing into the spirit world.
After she left, the restaurant returned to normal, and new customers gradually came in.
Thank you for your consideration.
Xia Er glanced at the note under the plate, then looked in a certain direction from Bayam and saw a "craftsman" drinking and counting money. The mask of lies that Miss Justice held was made by this "craftsman" at Alger's request.
"I've been quite supportive of the Gustav family."
Xia Er shook his head and chuckled. In a place like Intis, the reason they didn't poach Lao Huang's girlfriend was probably out of "morality."
Inside the captain's cabin of the Dawn.
Bernadette absorbed the knowledge from the manual directly. Instead of discarding the worthless manual, she placed it on the bookshelf and pulled out a thicker book from the side. It was the complete set of Russell's diaries, and judging from the damage to the cover, it was probably the original.
She sat at her desk and wrote a letter to Cattleya.
I got what I wanted, which resolved some of my doubts over the years. You are free to face whatever you encounter, which may help your growth.
At the end of the letter, Bernadette paused for a moment, then wrote three words in Roselle: "I love you."
After the letter was delivered by the messenger, she sat down in a chair and opened the diary her father had left behind.
Even though she was already a Sequence 2 Sage, capable of extracting all the knowledge from the book, she still wanted to start from the first page, to read about her father's past experiences and savor the life journey of Julius Caesar.
"September 23, 1937."
"I've been in this world for over a week now. I need to write something down, to get some things off my chest, otherwise I feel like I'll go crazy. Hehe, I'm writing in simplified Chinese, so it's definitely not decipherable; this world is all alphabetic!"
"I am now Russell Gustav, but I will never forget my real name."
"Huang Tao!"
Bernadette's blue eyes glazed over as she looked at the name, and she murmured it over and over.
Huang Tao?
Old Huang, I really didn't mean it.
Chael faced west, towards the Misty Sea, and clasped his hands together, hoping that Rosell's spirit in heaven could understand that this was just a normal educational method in line with the trends of the new era... The old way of getting along with parents who didn't explain anything to their children was no longer suitable for the times. The post-00s generation has its own educational philosophy, and communication and listening are the bridges to building good relationships.
"Hey you over there, come in quickly, the party's about to start."
As Chaer faced the sea, hoping for spring to arrive in Roselle, the two guards behind him called out twice.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Chaer tossed the flowers she had picked into the sea, then turned and walked toward the cave-like building, which contained various male and female figures.
The leader of the Celestial Church, Follett Ken, was giving a passionate speech above. The people chanted the name of the Mother Tree of Desire together, desires were growing in their hearts, and an ambiguous atmosphere was quietly spreading. Men and women abandoned the restrictions of their identities and intertwined together. Even the guards at the cave entrance dropped their weapons and joined in this feast.
Xia Er naturally shifted his mindset and mingled in the chaotic revelry. His Sequence 5 identity and corresponding physical attributes were enough to keep him somewhat sober and allow him to play with the guys around him whose names he didn't even know.
He did not chant the name of the Mother Tree of Desire. At this time, he also had a clearer understanding of his surroundings. The Earth barrier was still relatively stable for the time being, and the power that the Outer Gods could penetrate was relatively limited. The power that could be summoned by these ordinary people was even more limited.
These pollutants are less deadly due to some additional characteristics. As long as the pollutants in the body are spread out regularly by having parties, and the accumulated pollutants in the body do not exceed a certain limit, they will not directly go out of control and turn into terrifying monsters.
Although the distortion of the mind was inevitable, Xia Er pinched the chin of a blonde woman. Even though the audience's ability could make her realize that she was falling into depravity and ruin, those eyes were quickly dominated by desire again, and she let out a soft cry as she entangled herself with it.
When Xiaer raised his head, all those naked men stared at him, like a pack of wild beasts eyeing their prey, devoid of any humanity. The sight was rather horrifying.