After explaining everything, Roland returned to the tower at the fastest speed, but found that he still underestimated Garcia's vigilance.
I saw a familiar figure leaning against the corridor at the door of 0825, talking on the phone while overlooking the busy living beings downstairs. She was wearing a grey and white T-shirt, loose black trousers and high-top sneakers on the lower body, looking youthful and energetic. If it wasn't for knowing the other party's true identity, Roland would definitely regard her as the lively and cheerful girl next door that often appears on TV.
Although she could see a little sullenness on her face at the moment, she lost the cold and mean feeling she had in her memory. I have to say that after taking off that gorgeous brocade robe, this casual and simple sports dress unexpectedly matched the three princesses of Wimbledon and the former Queen of Clear Water.
When approaching the door of the house, Garcia also noticed Roland, "That's it, I have something to do, so hang up first. If you just want to persuade me in the future, please don't call again."
"The Sanye family has come to talk about the demolition again?" Roland asked casually.
"It's none of your business," she put away the phone with a suspicious look on her face. "Where have you been? Didn't you say you want to take a shower?"
"Do you know how to get rid of the odor? One is to wash, the other is to cover up with another smell," he said without changing his face, "The little girl who lives in my house is in a hurry to use the bathroom because she has to go to school. It’s impossible for me to argue with her, right? So I thought about going down for a run for two laps, even if I sweat a little bit. But I didn’t expect that my body hardly sweats much, so it’s no wonder that martial artists always look clean. None of this matters, what matters is that I didn't sneak away, but stood in front of you, didn't I?"
"..." Garcia stared at him for a while before speaking, "I don't want to interfere with your private life, but it's not a good thing to indulge yourself too much. Besides... there are also educational issues."
"What?" Roland couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Those girls," Garcia frowned, "the ones from your house... Can't you just end up outside? You have to bring them home? I thought you forgot that there was an underage girl living in the house. ."
Roland was almost choked by these words. In order to hide from Zero, he deliberately staggered the time. After the little guy went to school, he let the Taquila witch disconnect from consciousness and enter the dream. It doesn't matter whether others saw it or not. . Just when it came out of Garcia's mouth, the meaning changed completely.
"It is true that some martial artists will become less careful after becoming famous. Money and fame always make people lose themselves, but don't forget, we are people who fight for this world, we must always maintain a high fighting spirit, never Lax. And indulging in lust only dulls your skills…”
"Cough, I understand," Roland quickly interrupted her when he saw that the other party was going to carry out an ideological and moral education. "These can be discussed later. Let me change clothes first, okay? Don't delay the departure time."
Garcia closed her mouth displeased and glared at him, "... go."
…
After some cleaning, Roland deliberately put on the newly purchased suit and walked out the door under Zero's surprised eyes. Before leaving, he did not forget to put the fried poached eggs prepared by the little girl in a fresh-keeping bag, ready to enjoy on the road.
"You are..." Garcia, who was guarding the door, blinked.
"It's the first time to go to the headquarters, naturally it's better to be more formal," Roland shrugged. "This is also considered to be in the system. It's too casual and a little disrespectful, what do you think?"
"Ha... as you like," she shook her head, "but I didn't expect you to be... well dressed like this."
Of course, you get what you get for every penny, Roland thought to himself, this custom-made clothes cost him a lot of "robbery fees". After all, people rely on clothes. As long as they are not hopelessly ugly, they will be dressed up and put on a straight dress, and they will instantly look stylish. What's more, the skeleton of the body itself is well-proportioned, plus a long gray hair. , In his original world, everyone believed that he was an elf prince.
The two went downstairs and walked out of the community. After waiting for a while on the street, a large bus stopped in front of them. Roland noticed that the car had no license plate, and the windows were covered with black curtains, making it impossible to see what was inside.
"Get in the car," Garcia whispered. I don't know if it was an illusion, but her expression became much more serious.
Roland acted casually when boarding the car, glanced to the side of the long street, and saw that Phyllis had already reached out and stopped a taxi.
After the door was closed, the bus was not as dark as he thought. The light strips on both sides of the aisle were all on, and there were many people sitting scattered on the seats.
Most of them have various shapes, and they look like a group of performance artists. There are few normal ones, and they are all immersed in their own things, and no one greets Garcia. On the contrary, Roland keenly noticed that since he got in the car, several guys have set their sights on him, and his ill will is quite obvious.
Garcia didn't say a word, took Roland's hand abnormally, and led him directly to the back row.
"Aren't these people your colleagues?" he asked quietly after sitting down.
"The Martial Daoist Association is not a company," Garcia rolled his eyes at him. "Most of the people in the car are like you. They are new awakeners, and it's the first time I've seen them."
"So many?" Roland was a little surprised. He roughly counted, and there were about twenty people sitting in the car.
"It's really a lot. The last time I went to the association, there were only five or six people... But it's not surprising," Garcia replied, "Although ordinary people don't know anything about the changes in the world, the awakened people who hold the power of nature I can always detect something strange. Remember what I said before? Not all the Awakened will stand on our side, and the centrists are not much less than the Martial Daoists of the association. Now the erosion is intensifying, and more and more fallen demons The emergence of those who have made their situation more and more dangerous, and there will inevitably be more and more people who fall back to the association in the future."
"So most of the cars are wild martial artists, or loose cultivators?"
"It's very apt," Garcia raised the corners of his mouth, "I guess it's possible, but you can tell me in private, don't say that in front of them. The reason why these people don't want to join the association is precisely Because they don't want to be restrained, after an ordinary person has power, if the mentality is not correct, it is easy to have a false pride, thinking that they are extraordinary, which not only hinders their progress, but also makes their temper very strange. "
"I've already felt this last point," Roland said disapprovingly.
"There has been such a conflict before, joining the wild of the association... Martial Daoist killed several members of the association in a hunting mission, and the impact was extremely bad. Finally, the "guardian" came forward to eliminate them. So if they are provocative, it's fine as if they didn't see it. The association will severely punish this kind of behavior. "
"Are wild awakeners so strong?"
"These people are often attacked by fallen demons, and their actual combat experience and emergency judgment will be much better than the newly awakened ones. But as long as you practice diligently and are less obsessed with desire, your growth rate will be much faster than them. After all, they have too much energy divided by mundane things."
Having said this, Garcia sighed, "The power of nature is a means of self-preservation given to us by the gods, not a tool used to plunder others. If the erosion cannot be stopped, the whole world may cease to exist, and many people are enjoying Power brings pleasure, but at the same time forgets its responsibility."
This sentence feels a bit familiar... Roland thought for a while, maybe more than 800 years ago, those witches who were aware of the dangers of the devil also established the union under such a state of mind, right
After I don't know how long I have been driving, it suddenly became quiet outside the window, and the sound of the friction between the wheels and the ground became thick and single, like driving alone in an empty tunnel.
After another half hour, the bus finally stopped.
Just when Roland thought he had reached his destination, the body trembled slightly, and then an obvious sense of weightlessness rose from his heart.
The vehicle seemed to sink into the ground.