Although the process of squeezing through was difficult, it was not too difficult for Mo Xiaoyao and others. Although they were a little embarrassed when they reached the entrance of the second floor, they finally got together.
Then, they were stopped by the guards at the stairs.
"Idlers are not allowed to go to the second floor." The guard is a guy with gears embedded in his head, but he doesn't look like a robot, but a pure gear lover.
"We have something to ask the president of the Artisan Association."
Ordinary negotiations are usually left to Jiang Yan, and this time was no exception, he stepped forward and stood in front of the guards.
"Please let me know, maybe he would like to see us? We are a big customer."
While talking, Jiang Yan took out a Zijin coin and tossed it up and down, but he didn't intend to hand it over to the guard. Unexpectedly, the purple gold coin of Hundred Trials Braun did not work at this time, and the guard refused it without even looking at it.
"The president is in a bad mood. He doesn't accept any guests recently. Go back, or I will be rude."
As he spoke, the gears on the guard's head began to glow red, and when he was about to change from a neutral NPC with a yellow name to an enemy with a red name, Mo Xiaoyao suddenly took out a sock.
"Your president's things, he should want to take them back?" Mo Xiaoyao pinched the sock with two fingers and raised her arms high. Although it wouldn't work if she didn't stand alone, she still hated it. "Do you want me to put it on the ground?"
The moment the guard saw the sock, the gears on his head frantically changed combinations, spelling out a frightened kaomoji on his face.
Then, someone in the hall on the first floor glanced at this side, and suddenly let out a terrifying scream: "Master President's socks appeared!!!!!!!"
All of a sudden, the hall was gloomy, and the guests screamed and rushed out of the gate of the Craftsman Association. The next dozen or so members of the association, who were disheveled, dull-faced, and wanted to escape but did not dare to leave their posts during working hours, stood still and did not dare to move.
When the guard looked at Mo Xiaoyao again, his attitude changed qualitatively from before. His eyes were filled with awe, and his voice was much softer than before, almost flattering.
"The president has been looking for his socks, and he has been angry for a long time. Please go up, he will be very happy to see this. Once he is happy, our life will be easier."
As he spoke, the guard gave way to the corridor on the second floor. After Mo Xiaoyao and others had all passed, he hesitated to ask again.
"Excuse me-"
Mo Xiaoyao turned around: "What?"
"Have you ever used this sock?"
"Oh, you said that." Mo Xiaoyao replied very calmly, "I have used it, and more than once."
This time, not only the guards, but even the other staff who came to watch were full of admiration. It can be seen how powerful the president's socks are, and how long they have been poisoning them.
Going up the stairs to the second floor, following the path pointed out by the guards—or rather, following the violent noise, Mo Xiaoyao and others came to a door that was half-hidden.
"Let me knock on the door."
Mo Xiaoyao turned his head and said to Jiang Yan and the others. One hand was still pinching the sock, and the other hand was pointing to the door. Just as he was about to knock, the door was pulled open from the inside. What appeared in front of him was a man who had just arrived. The little lady on Mo Xiaoyao's waist.
Big eyes, double eyelids, long eyelashes, red lips, white and tender, chubby face, and shiny chestnut hair with a little curl. Although how cute it looked, Mo Xiaoyao's gaze slipped from his face to his two bare little feet.
Mo Xiaoyao shrugged his nose subconsciously, always feeling that the smell in front of him was so familiar.
Then I heard Xiao Zhengtai speak in an extremely arrogant tone: "Aren't the idiots outside even able to use their bodies now? As I said, no one is allowed to disturb my experiment! There is still time for you to get out now, or I will kill you." You chopped up the ingredients for my new invention - why are you holding my socks!!"
Mo Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, and raised his arm holding the sock a little higher, making sure that the little lady would never be able to reach it even if she stood on tiptoe. Of course, if he jumped up or used some other means, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help it. Whoever made him the president of the Craftsman Association, everything was possible.
"Can we go in and talk? Chairman." Seeing that this stalemate is not an option, Jiang Yan made a suggestion after Mrs. Xiaozheng failed to reach out again, "I promise, she will return the socks to you. "
These words seemed to wake up the chairman who was obsessed with the game of "snatching the socks". He coughed, turned around and walked into the house pretending not to care, although he didn't speak, he left the door wide enough to allow him to enter .
It can be said to be arrogant.
However, why is the president of the Craftsman Association who is recognized by the clown and can help be like this? And the childish action he made just now, was it out of his heart, or was it a deception
Mo Xiaoyao, Jiang Yan, and Dou Rui looked at each other, then at Meng Danyang on the other side, suppressed the doubts in their hearts, opened the door and walked in first.
The space in the house was beyond their expectations, as if the second floor of the entire Craftsman Association had been opened up, and in the middle was an unknown machine that was "chugging" in operation, which looked like a big wine jar.
There are many mechanical parts in a mess around the room, and there are also many semi-finished products that seem to be half-made. Mo Xiaoyao also sharply saw a few things that he had seen in the special item store, all of which were sky-high prices.
"Sit anywhere, don't touch my stuff - last one, lock the door."
Mrs. Xiaozheng's voice is tender, crisp and pleasant to hear, and combined with his three-headed body shape, it is impossible to associate him with those two terrible smelly socks.
"I know what you guys are looking for me for, but why should I help you?" President Xiaozheng sat on a beanbag-like thing, with his hands resting on the bumps on both sides, and said old-fashionedly, "The risk of doing this is great. If you don't come up with something that satisfies me, I won't do anything."
Having said that, he pointed to the sock in Mo Xiaoyao's hand, and said again: "That sock belongs to me, and it belongs to the original owner. At most, I will let you choose a prop in the room as a thank you gift, and it cannot be used as other weight of."
[Sub-quest 4: Recognized by the President of the Craftsman Association
If you want to be recognized by the president of the powerful Craftsman Association, you must show 120,000 points of sincerity and your greatest ability.
Progress: 50/100]
"Don't you want the world to go back to the way it was before?"
It was Dou Rui who asked the question. After getting the side mission, he confirmed that the president in front of him was a key neutral NPC, and wanted to try to persuade him from the source.
"No. I'm different from those idiots. I like my solidified form."
The tone of Xiaozhengtai's answer was very formulaic, and Mo Xiaoyao felt that it seemed a little different from him before. Before she could think about it, Xiaozhengtai raised her finger and signaled Dou Rui to stand on the other side.
"Your question is over, go over there, you have 12 more people, 12 opportunities to impress me, after everyone has spoken, I will end this meeting."
Mo Xiaoyao suddenly realized that this was a small game that had already entered the dungeon, but because there was no reminder, Dou Rui wasted an opportunity virtually—the worst thing was actually wasting Dou Rui. It is better to throw the question to Dou Wang and let him ask.
With Dou Rui's lessons learned, the rest of the people dare not speak easily, especially the few who are not good at this aspect, they all stare back and forth, hoping that someone can come up with an idea so that they can follow suit.
However, before they could find the companion who suggested the idea, Mrs. Xiaozheng was already very impatient. He took out a remote control from under his buttocks, pressed it a few times, and then a clock robot jumped over and moved towards Dou. Hope to post it.
Startled, Dou Wang subconsciously dodged, but no matter how he tossed and turned in the room, the clock always followed closely behind him, showing no sign of being thrown off.
At this time, Mrs. Xiaozheng was not in a hurry, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, resting her chin with one hand, watching with relish, as if it was some interesting program.
Dou Wang got more and more upset, but amidst his brother's warning, he didn't dare to kill the watch robot, and he didn't dare to trample on other props and parts in the house, even the paper balls that were suspected of rubbish. Touch it.
[Don't touch my things]
This is what the president of the association said before, and it is also a hidden rule of the game. Those present are all veterans. Even if they didn't realize it at the beginning, they all understand it now, so they naturally have to speak out to remind them.
"Don't hide, it's boring to hide all the time." Xiaozheng said lazily, "This watch robot won't hurt you, it just plays a role of timing, otherwise you keep thinking about it, why should I keep waiting?" Waiting forever? So, I set a time for it, and when it’s someone’s turn to speak, they have to speak within three minutes.”
Mo Xiaoyao stared at him: "What will happen if it's overtime?"
Xiaozheng spread out his white and tender hands innocently, and made a gesture of explosion: "Great!!!"
Mo Xiaoyao: "Didn't you say you wouldn't hurt us?"
"It won't be when it's posted, but if you keep silent, you're violating another rule, and of course you'll be bombed."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Xiao picked up the remote control and pressed it a few times, and then several completely opaque baffles rose from the ground, using various wonderful soft postures, abruptly separating all the 13 people who were originally gathered together , so that none of them can see the other.
"I hate being someone else's puppet the most. Only by following my own heart can I make interesting props. Therefore, the first rule of the Craftsman's Association is to think for yourself."
As soon as the voice fell, the watch robot had already stuck to Dou Wang who had nowhere to escape. Afterwards, the sound of "tick" resounded in everyone's ears. Although they couldn't see it, they also understood that Dou Wang's own opportunity to persuade had already begun.