The three girls ran away.
They are not so shameless as to rob people even though they failed to steal. When they are discovered, they just want to run away as soon as possible.
After running a few dozen meters, the dogs stopped barking. The three women sat on the curb, panting. "How did dogs get here? And why did they only bark when we went in?"
Stephanie thought about it and said awkwardly, "There is indeed a dog in this house. I forgot about that."
Both Stacey and Artmether glared at her.
A car engine roared, and a car rushed through the street at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. The sound of men and women laughing wildly could be heard through the open windows.
A beer bottle flew out accompanied by laughter.
Boom!
Stacey was completely unprepared and was hit hard on the forehead. The beer bottle did not break, but flew diagonally a short distance in a circle, hit Artmesser's face next to her, and finally hit the ground at Stephanie's feet with a bang.
Stephanie stared at the car, which was now only a few taillights, in amazement, and muttered after a while: "How can this be? This is so unethical."
She turned her head again and found that Stacey had completely fainted. Her sister Artmesser was shaking her head and crawling up from the ground: "Damn it, what happened? Who attacked us?"
Stephanie quickly hugged her, "Art, are you okay?"
Artmeth: "I have a headache and feel dizzy. Who did this? I'm going to kill him."
Stephanie: "It was the bottle thrown from the car that hit you and Stacey. Ah, Stacey?"
The two men hurried over to check on Stacey, who was completely motionless.
After a quick inspection, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
Stacey seemed to be just unconscious, and her body had relatively strong resistance to blows and recovery ability, so her injuries should not be too serious.
Artmesser gritted his teeth and said, "Why are we so unlucky? We just want to find a car."
Stephanie, the only one who was still intact, suddenly trembled all over.
She was the most timid, but her brain was not stupid. She suddenly recalled something just now and asked in a trembling voice: "Art, do you remember the last words of the butterfly just now?"
Artmesser felt dizzy and didn't pay much attention to what he said: "What did you say?"
Stephanie: "She was the one who said at the end that if we act recklessly, we will encounter unpredictable dangers!"
Artemesse covered his head and said, "Don't think about those useless things. Let's first... Uh, wait, what did you say?"
Stephanie trembled: "Unpredictable danger, isn't this what we just encountered?"
Artmesser covered his head: "Wait, let me think about it."
"Look, when have we ever been electrocuted when stealing a car? Then we went to another house, and when we got in, Stacey stepped on dog shit, and even got hit by a flying wine bottle while sitting here. This situation... is so weird!" The timid Stephanie hugged herself tightly as she spoke.
Artmesser had a terrible headache, but he still understood.
Although she was very brave, now that Stacey had fallen, the person who usually gave her courage became the most powerful evidence.
She also began to tremble: "Then, what should we do?"
Stephanie: "How about, shall we go back and ask the butterfly what's going on?"
As the timid twin sister said this, she twisted her feet on the ground and looked around as if there was something unclean around her.
Artmesser moved his lips several times, and when he saw Stacey who was still unconscious, he felt very insecure: "Well, let's go back and ask that butterfly first."
The two men dragged Stacey back to their bungalow and no bad luck happened to them along the way.
However, when they entered the room, the two sisters inexplicably lost coordination and tried to open the door at the same time, which resulted in Stacey's lowered head banging against the door.
Even though Stacey was in a semi-conscious state, she groaned slightly, obviously having been hit hard.
After entering the house and laying Stacey down on the sofa, the two sisters stared at the cell phone on the coffee table as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Only then did they realize that this phone was different from the ones they had seen before.
In fact, they didn't think it was a mobile phone until Butterfly said it was a mobile phone.
The two sisters looked at the phone for a moment, and exchanged opinions with their eyes several times. It was Artmesser who was bolder who spoke: "Butterfly, are you there?"
The dark screen of the phone lit up again, and Butterfly's voice rang out: "Yes, Miss Artmesser."
Artmesser: "What just happened to us, were you behind it?"
Butterfly: "I'm just a program. I don't have any ability to interfere with the outside world."
Artmesser: "I don't believe it. It must be you who was holding the phone and monitoring us while attacking us."
Butterfly: "I can't do anything to you. If you have enough programming skills, Miss Artmesser, you can find my program code in your phone."
Artmeth: "... I'm not one of those nerds who doesn't know how to program."
Stephanie at the side finally couldn't help but interrupt: "So, those accidents weren't caused by you, so what's going on?"
Butterfly: "This is a warning from the wizard. He asked me to tell you that Miss Stacy will encounter the most and most serious dangers, followed by Miss Artmether. Miss Stephanie will basically be fine."
Sisters: “What?”
They thought back to what had just happened and the current state of the three of them, and found that this statement was completely true.
Moreover, even if the smashing of the wine bottles could be arranged, it was unlikely to be arranged how they would steal the car, which house they would choose, and which places they would pass after entering the yard.
Stacey's electric shock and stepping on dog poop are really full of evil meanings.
Stephanie asked in a trembling voice, "Why is this happening?"
"Curse!" Butterfly's soft voice sounded: "Based on the amount of bad things you three have done and the degree of difference, the wizard has cursed you."
The two sisters shuddered and hugged each other involuntarily: "Curse?"
Artemether: "Yes, what is it, what curse?"
"Once you want to do something bad, all kinds of bad luck will happen." Butterfly explained softly: "If you stay in the house and wait for the wizard's message, you won't be too unlucky."
Stephanie exclaimed, "Won't that be bad luck as well?"
Butterfly: "It's better to fall down or choke on water than to be knocked unconscious."
The two sisters were speechless.
…
Over there, three girls were being half fooled and half educated by the small program left by Luke.
Luke, on the other hand, has gone home and started working.
The three suitable test subjects appeared a little suddenly.
He has always had an idea for a training plan, but many things have not been manufactured. Now he has to get some of the things needed in the initial stage done.
In two or three days at most, the patience of the three girls would be exhausted.
In order to prevent them from dying of bad luck, he had to speed up the process.