Chapter 320 Everyone (More updates for the sun and moon in the pot and the universe in the sleeves!)
"I apologize, please forgive me!"
O'Neill's heart was filled with humiliation, but he had to bow to Zhong Shenxiu.
Snapped!
The next moment, he seemed to be under some heavy pressure, and he knelt on the ground, causing cracks in the floor.
"You need to be more sincere in your apology! Bastard!"
Gross laughed wildly and threw a wine bottle: "Smash it yourself and smash all the bottles in the wine cabinet here! If you miss one bottle, I will take your leg!"
"Gross..."
Zhong Shenxiu frowned.
"Boss...do you have any other orders?"
Gross stared at the blood on O'Neal's head, his eyes seemed to be shining with a bit of abnormal madness.
"After all, this is my wine, and I still want to make money...Besides, O'Neal's problem is not big, but yours is not."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed: "Using external force to get through that level will also have an impact on you. At least, the soul that was suddenly upgraded cannot adapt and is contaminated by the madness of the spiritual world..."
Gross was startled, with a look of fear on his face: "Indeed... Boss, if you don't tell me, I haven't discovered it yet. I came to you in a hurry after I broke through. It seems that I have ignored the impact of this aspect..."
"Mysterious people are always accompanied by madness, so you can't be careless."
Zhong Shenxiu shook his head and sighed.
"I'm just saying... How could I, a simple and kind-hearted person, suddenly become so cruel? It turns out it's not my fault, it's the spiritual world that is polluting me."
Gross suddenly realized, and he picked up another wine bottle and threw it on O'Neal's head: "The boss has spoken, why don't you get out of here, and by the way, I will give you a satisfactory apology later, otherwise I don't mind going to you again." A home visit!”
Looking at O'Neal's fleeing figure, he turned around and smiled brightly: "After venting my negative emotions, I feel much better."
"This can be considered a kind of psychological adjustment."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded: "You came here just to repay me?"
"Of course!"
Gross nodded solemnly.
Although he knew that friendship with the other party was his real goal, Zhong Shenxiu didn't take it seriously.
At least the Nightingale family looks very ancient and powerful, and there may be more books to read.
"So...I need you to do something for me."
He thought for a moment and spoke directly.
"No problem, what's going on?" Gross assured him, patting his chest, completely different from the previous ferocious one.
"Find me different auxiliary rituals for climbing the 'Tower of Gold'... the more, the better!"
This is the need to modify those who are being requested, and try to change the target to yourself.
Therefore, the more samples there are, the more accurate the data will be.
"no problem."
Gross was a little confused. He thought that the other party was already a 'perfect one'.
And even if a very strong 'promoter' needs to be promoted, he often only needs a ritual from a specific school. If there are more rituals, it will affect his own beliefs and cause the ritual to fail.
‘It seems that the boss has long been a ‘perfectionist’ and is just doing some special research on promotion? ’
Gross thought about it for a while and quickly found an explanation: "The boss is indeed a boss, his research is so high-end..."
"Very good. After you find it, you can send the information to the Whisperer Bar in Byron City. I will be there in the next stage."
Zhong Shenxiu didn't know that so many thoughts were passing through Gross's mind, so he said quite satisfied.
…
City of Byron.
25 Merrin Avenue.
Jones was wearing a crisp black suit and a bowler hat. He looked much more mature and looked like a successful businessman.
At this time, while having dinner with Carmela and Jennifer, he said: "I'm going to buy some goods. You two should be better at home."
As a candy merchant, he needs to buy a large amount of maltose syrup and grape bricks every once in a while.
Moreover, the demand in Byron City has been increasing recently, and the market in Israel has been opened, and the order volume has increased sharply.
"I see."
Carmela rolled her eyes and fed Jennifer next to her milk: "Besides...don't think that you can take care of us just because big brother is not here. Take care of yourself first."
"I?"
Jon's expression froze, and he glanced guiltily at the butler, maid, and others who had already walked out of the restaurant. He couldn't help but put on his brother's posture: "What's wrong with me? I go out and earn money every day to support you..."
"Really, after work, he pushed the female secretary and typist down on the desk?" Carmela said with a half-smile.
"Holy shit...how did you know? No...this isn't true."
Jones suddenly lost the dignity of his brother and felt socially dead in front of his two little devil sisters.
"It's not a secret. You'll find out after a little inquiry, right, Jennifer?"
Carmela gave her sister a high-five with her fleshy little hands: "If you don't want us to tell big brother about this, just give me extra pocket money!"
Jones' lips moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he obediently took out his wallet.
Half an hour later, he ran out of the house almost as if fleeing for his life: "My two sisters, whoever marries them in the future will be unlucky..."
Jones quickly got into a carriage and told the driver: "Go to Mr. Denrick's gallery at No. 17 Sawyer Avenue."
This Mr. Denrik is a friend he met recently, a poor painter, because his works are always full of abstraction and chaos, making it difficult for ordinary people to appreciate them.
But Jones liked the other party's bloody sunrise very much.
This will remind him of the hunger he felt when he saw the covers of those books.
"A mysterious world?"
Jones murmured in his heart, feeling the curiosity and yearning unique to young people.
After this period of interaction, he determined that Mr. Denrik was a mysterious person, and he might be able to get the key to the mysterious door from him!
‘When Levi comes back, I will surprise him! ’
Jones seemed to be hiding a little secret, and the child, who was ready to show off in front of his parents, was filled with excitement...
…
Somewhere on campus.
Angel was wearing a black skirt, holding her chin in her hand, staring blankly at the school full of life.
Since Alice left, she had had a big quarrel with her family and always felt empty.
Even the flowers in full bloom had completely lost their color in her eyes.
"Angel!"
At this time, a fit and energetic red-haired girl came over: "You have been depressed for a long time. It's time to come out. Let's go have fun together. There is a party tonight, a very private one. It's you." Always looking for it.”
"A secret party?"
Angel's eyes lit up. From Alice, she confirmed the existence of the mysterious world, but she was never able to enter it.
"Yes, let's go together." The red-haired girl smiled: "The drinks and food there are great, and you will feel extremely happy."