Chapter 129 Sharon likes to listen to stories
Backlund.
Hastur finally asked someone to find out the current situation of Sheriff Reed and his family.
After the incident that day, there was a big explosion in their home. The baby died tragically on the spot, but Sheriff Reed and his lover were lucky to be alive.
His lover became mentally ill and became dementia because he could not bear the death of his child. He is now admitted to an orphanage.
Chief Reed also resigned from his position as police chief and is now arranged to accompany his lover in an orphanage.
Considering Chief Reed's outstanding contributions to the police department, the police department gave him a generous sum of money so that Chief Reed and his wife could stay in the welfare home for their retirement.
This is official news, and Hasta doesn’t know the exact truth.
But what is certain is that Sheriff Reed and his lover are still alive.
The so-called staying in a welfare home for old age makes people think. It is probably that they are imprisoned and live a free life on the surface, but in fact they are restricted everywhere.
This is a very normal and reasonable arrangement.
"How come Chief Reed and his lover are still alive?"
Hasta murmured, feeling that something was wrong here.
This was not because he hoped that Chief Reed and his family would die, but based on what happened at that time, Chief Reed and his wife had no reason to survive.
The baby parasitized by the High Dimensional Overlooker, many punishers of the Church of Storms died that day, and hundreds of nearby residents were killed and injured in the big explosion, and this was even after evacuating in advance.
Not counting the number of deaths caused by unexplained lightning strikes, fires and other accidents.
In the place where Chief Reed and his lover were, there was absolutely no reason to survive, unless the High Dimensional Overlooker deliberately kept them alive.
Hastur couldn't believe that the high-dimensional overlookers had such a thing as family ties. He would rather believe that the high-dimensional overlookers had left some back-up on them.
This should also be the thinking of the higher-ups of the Church of Storms, which is why they imprisoned Chief Reed and his wife in an orphanage and supervised them.
"Oh, I hope there won't be any more trouble."
Hastur calmed down and took a carriage to the newly built factory.
During this period of time, he had not paid much attention to the factory because of the Gao Dimensional Overlooker. Now he had time to take a look at it.
Accompanied by Harley's manager, Hasta walked around the factory and learned that the sales of mosquito repellent powder were pretty good during this period.
Among them, the best-selling one is the most expensive one.
After all, nobles lack nothing, but they are afraid of losing face, so comparison is inevitable.
If he wasn't afraid that Klein would discover that he might be a time traveler in the future, he would also plan to engage in some activities, such as getting a batch of special deluxe editions and holding a lottery to earn krypton gold.
Just buy an ordinary product and you will get a chance to win a lottery.
If you are dealing with working-class people who don’t have very rich wallets, use naked gold pounds as raffle prizes.
You can also learn from the bargaining model of a certain Duoduola person, and I believe you will soon capture a large amount of market share.
But Hastur just thought about it and did not take action.
He is special enough in his own right, so he might as well do less attention-grabbing things.
In the afternoon, Hasta went to visit the law firm. Professor Foulun arranged everything and the place was running smoothly. Professor Foulun also planned to recruit a few more lawyers to help next month and expand his business.
Regarding these matters, Hasta is relieved to leave it to Lecturer Foulun to decide alone, as long as he can earn lovely gold pounds.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, Hastur came to the Brave Bar.
He was already considered a regular customer here, so Kaspars came over.
Hastur held the wine glass and said with a smile: "Mr. Caspars, I'm glad to see you here again."
"It's truly a blessing."
Kaspars picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Hastur, with a look of joy on his face after the disaster.
That day, lightning was everywhere. His house was fine, but the house next door was directly shattered by lightning. The owner's two children, who were only five years old, died on the spot.
Very poor.
Life is also worthless.
Hastur chatted with Kaspars for a while, then came to the billiard room to wait for Maric.
In about ten minutes, Maric led his zombie team to arrive.
His face looked very unkind, as if he wanted to do something.
Hastur preceded him and said, "This glass of wine congratulates us on being alive."
With one sentence, Maric, who was originally looking for a little trouble, stopped and said with emotion: "It's really something to be thankful for that you're still alive."
"Miss Sharon, why didn't I come with you?"
"She has some things to deal with and may not come tonight."
Maric pulled up the seat and sat opposite Hastur. The living corpse next to him helped him pass a glass of wine.
"Tell me about what you have experienced during this period, and it will also open my eyes."
“It’s not an eye-opener, but some interesting things did happen.”
Maric completely gave up the idea of settling a score with Hasta and began to introduce their journey.
This time, the Rose School sent people to Backlund, which really made them worried, but the Rose School ended up in a worse situation than they did.
They were jointly targeted by the three major churches, the Church of the Night Goddess, the Church of Steam and Machinery, and the Church of Storms, and lost many Beyonders in Backlund.
Sharon and others went out this time, on the one hand, they wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, and on the other hand, they wanted to save the surviving Temperance members.
All this went smoothly, especially in the last few days. I heard that the Eternal Sun Church directly sent several archbishops to the South Continent, and joined forces with the Storm Church, the God of War Church, the Earth Mother Church, the local government army and other forces to jointly launch a cleanup of the Rose School.
The scale of this cleanup was much larger than any previous one, and the Rose School of Indulgence suffered heavy losses.
If it weren't for her low sequence, Sharon would have taken this opportunity to return to the South Continent.
After listening, Hasta asked curiously: "Is there anything different about the Rose School now?"
"They are better at hiding than before. If they hadn't escaped too quickly, they would have been baptized by the sun and the storm."
Speaking of this topic, Maric seemed very excited and told Hasta about the dramatic changes in the South Continent this time.
Hasta just listened with a smile on his face, thinking of the cooperation between the Super Star Overlord and the Mother Tree of Desire.
Now after such a cleanup, the surviving Extraordinaries of the Rose School must be hiding very deeply, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to catch the Super Star Overlord's tail.
It is a bit worrying that we don't know what the Super Star Overlord is doing.
I don't know when Bernadette will be promoted to Level 2, otherwise Bernadette can go to the southern continent to explore and find out the plan of the Super Star Overlord and the Mother Tree of Desire.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Hasta finished chatting with Maric and took a carriage back home.
As soon as he walked up to the second floor, he vaguely felt a familiar breath in the study.
Maybe Sharon is here. It seems that she still likes to stay in the mirror.
Hasta walked into the study, closed the door, and then sat on the sofa opposite the mirror.
After sitting quietly for a few minutes, Sharon's shadow appeared in the mirror. This time she did not flash and disappear again, but looked at Hasta curiously.
"Does your breath seem to have changed?"
"A lot of things have happened during this period. I have had some adventures and learned to hide my breath."
Sharon did not delve into this issue, but said: "Tell me what happened in Backlund during this period."
In the mirror, Sharon was also sitting on the sofa, facing Hasta across the mirror.
Hasta had an illusion that the space he was in was the world in the mirror.
He suppressed this strange feeling, thought about it and started from the night when the super star shone in the night sky.
Sharon's knowledge of mysticism was obviously several levels higher than Maric's. Through Hasta's slightly processed description, she vaguely guessed something, but she didn't dare to think deeply.
The more she listened to Hasta's description, the stranger she felt. She also looked up at the starry sky that night, but she didn't have the immersive feeling that Hasta had.
Especially after Hasta's narration, the night that was presented again seemed a little different, as if the fog had been lifted and something more essential was seen.
When Hastur finished, Sharon looked at him deeply, "Your eyes seem to be able to see a more magical world."
"Maybe I am better at making associations."
"Your description is wonderful."
"That's because I added a lot of fictional elements to ordinary days, which makes the story of Backlund more magical and interesting."
Sharon thought for a while and said, "Then you should be a writer."
"It's a pity that I have become a lawyer, otherwise I really want to depict a different world through writing."
"You can write some short stories."
Sharon tried to mention this in a calm tone. Hastur was very sensitive to Sharon's tone.
Sharon seemed to be looking forward to writing short stories herself?
She likes to listen to stories?
Hasta thought for a moment and said tentatively: "I have indeed imagined many interesting and imaginative stories in my mind."
"Then you should write these stories, don't waste your imagination, it is a rare talent."
"But I am a bit lazy, and it is extremely painful for me to stay at my desk and write every day."
"If you have time, you can write again."
"If I have to restrict myself, I may not be able to write a story in a month."
Sharon was silent for a while, and said lightly: "If I have time, I can urge you to write."
Hearing this, Hasta understood.
Miss Sharon, this is to like listening to stories.
This little hobby is a bit like a child's love of listening to fairy tales.