"You... recognize me?" Arecio looked at Hitomi in the air, "I have indeed never seen an alchemy life form like you."
Yes, Arecio thought Hitomi was an extraordinarily huge alchemical life form. In his era, there have been sporadic forms of life like this, such as some alchemists' familiars, but there has never been a pupil of such a grand scale floating in front of him.
Hitomi just stared at him tenderly.
[But I have seen you.]
"Varied… "
While Arecio was still very confused, the milky white sphere gradually dimmed. Hitomi has no eyelid, so this dim state symbolizes that he has entered a temporary rest. Like completely satisfied after seeing Arecio, Hitomi slowly dimmed, and at the same time, the live broadcast room also began to count down one minute to the end.
[Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no more! ! !]
[dad! Hitomi Dad! you are my dad!]
[I do not go! ! ! (Grabs the ground)]
The live broadcast was carried out by Tong with full authority. No matter how hard they struggled, as soon as the countdown was over, the poor audience was still cleared out of the live broadcast room by the ruthless father Tong. In addition, Arecio has just recovered, the contract for the use of the video has not been signed, and even the broadcast and editing are not to be licked. The audience can only cry and pile on the forum, pile up several high-rise buildings, and they are pitifully called by the administrators. On the grounds of "repeated building", only one building remained.
[Wow—I cried—]
[Nothing is worth it! Modessy! Do not broadcast! Not even the building!]
[Lick dog doomsday woo woo woo!]
[The childcare center hurry up! Sign the contract now! My grain-producing hand is about to move!]
Arecio was still looking at Hitomi inexplicably, not knowing what the other party was doing, he reconfirmed his memory, it was impossible for him not to have the slightest impression of such a big alchemy life form.
Could it be that... the other party may have changed his appearance
It's hard to guess.
Hitomi is also on standby now, and maybe I can ask in the future when I have the opportunity. Arecio didn't care too much. He didn't notice any malice from Tong, but felt a particularly deep warmth, as if the other party had known him for a long time.
The task of meeting Hitomi was completed, and Augustus had already left when he entered the central area. According to Andre, the three of them were able to represent the Federation to welcome the revived Arecio, which themselves represented different positions. Andre confessed that he was biased towards the upper levels of the Federation, Augustus was a guard serving Hitomi, and as for Ellie, she belonged to the childcare center.
"Actually, if you don't have the ability to live independently after the recovery, Ellie will be the caregiver who is directly responsible for you." Andrey laughed, "But since your recovery, you have shown complete logical thinking ability, and have Be assertive, then we won't interfere too much with any of your choices."
As long as the dark creatures are alive and healthy, they will contribute to the balance of light and darkness in the world, so the entire alliance will spare no effort to provide them with the best conditions. Those who cannot live independently are accommodated by the center, and those who are autonomous can enjoy citizenship and some privileges and live comfortably in the Commonwealth.
Of course, the premise of the privilege is the fulfillment of certain obligations, which Arecio saw in the treaty before him.
After they had moved to the meeting room of the childcare center, and after confirming that Arecio had no dyslexia with the simplified font, Andre picked out a few more important ones for him.
"Other contracts, I suggest you sign them after you are familiar with the world. As for these contracts, including the selection of protectors and the right to open images, you need to consider them first."
Arecio looked at these contracts, and he didn't care much about the rights to open images, after all, he had no real sense of this aspect. As for the remaining one, the contract for the protector...
As the name of the Dark Creatures Conservation and Nursing Center implies, every dark creature has two immediate leaders. One is a caregiver like Ellie, who has been strictly trained by the nursery center, is familiar with dark creatures and is enthusiastic about the cause of dark creatures, and is responsible for managing the daily necessities of dark creatures. Arecio is able to live independently, and the need for a parent is minimal, but it is also good to have Ellie as a life assistant.
Arecio had no objection to this Terran girl, and he was very happy to sign the parenting contract.
By the way, the magic contract is probably abandoned, and the one he signed is only valid under federal law.
Arecio: … It really doesn't make much sense.
Another direct person in charge, the weight is much heavier. It is required to be intelligent creatures of light first, and secondly to have a considerable social status. The protector will bless the dark creatures with his social influence. Once there is a vicious incident, the protector is also responsible for taking the lead.
It was as if he had found himself a dad... Arecio didn't want to sign this.
So he only handed over the image rights to Hitomi and its affiliated platforms, and the protector contract was pushed back by him intact.
"I don't need it." He said indifferently, "If, as stated in this contract, the childcare center would pay for my life, the protector would not be so necessary."
"Adding the so-called... live streaming revenue, I should be able to achieve... relative freedom in terms of finance? Then I don't even need to invest in a childcare center."
Ellie signed a contract with her, and silently thought about the huge reward that the audience gave to Arecio in the recovery live broadcast just now. The expression "relative financial freedom" is really very modest.
In the end, there were piles of contracts that needed to be considered after a while. What Arecio actually signed were only the two previous contracts and some simple contracts. He glanced at the black tea on the table and took a sip. The keen sense of taste and the terrible recovery ability of the blood family made him not afraid of the possibility of poison. He can block the poison directly somewhere in the body, and then chop off that part of the body... Of course, it's just a last resort.
Black tea is still good.
Arecio was about to finish his black tea when he saw that Andre was still holding the contract to protect him.
"Is there a problem? I really don't need to protect people."
The white-haired unicorn seemed a little frustrated.
"I think my condition is good enough to take care of you."
Oh, the scary name turned out to be Andre's. He saw the corresponding characters in it, and he didn't associate it with the unicorn beside him.
Even if he thinks about it, he will still refuse. The bright camp is still synonymous with difficult to deal with in his opinion, especially that neurotic.
The image of the saint with platinum blonde hair flashed in Arecio's mind. He put down the cup and planned to see where the coffin was placed. According to the request of the childcare center, he will stay here for about a week for a physical examination. Of course, Arecio has the right to refuse some detailed inspections, such as special abilities, all just to ensure his health.
After that, the center will recommend real estate to him, and the early residence may still belong to the benefits provided by the center, which can be bought later.
In this way, he still has a goal in the short term, so he won't be bored and continue to sleep.
The above is from Arecio, who didn’t know that one live broadcast was enough to buy a house.
But before he could stand up, someone knocked on the door of the conference room twice gently and quickly, and a staff member in the uniform of the childcare center walked in, looking a little dazed and a little excited.
"Excuse me, Your Highness Arecio, Mr. Andre, that coffin..."
Arecio suddenly raised his eyes, what happened to the coffin
"We finally observed another person in the coffin. He has woken up. He is a famous person, but..." The staff seemed to be difficult to describe, and simply continued, "Now he has come over under the leadership of his colleagues."
That neuropathy finally! Finally woke up!
Arecio was so full of anger that he couldn't hold back his anger. He suddenly got up and wanted to question the madman, why he told him the prophecy when he knew he would die, and beat him because he had to drag him into the coffin before he died. a meal!
I like the coffin to go in by myself! He can also help fill in the soil on it!
Simply insane!
The saint in white walks on the unfamiliar corridor.
The cloak he draped was engraved with rich magic patterns, Yiyue was a tangled thorn, and the standard attire of the temple hunter occasionally showed a corner when he walked. He has a pair of extremely romantic sky-colored eyes, but there is no romantic emotion in these eyes, only restraint and coldness.
No one could see any emotion on this saint's face. Years of education in the temple had allowed him to carve calmness and prudence into his bones.
He was around the corner and met the manticore chasing the bat. The bat went up and down, very dexterous, the shadow formed its body, and the core was a button that had been on the blood clan. The manticore chased the bat, wailing excitedly, and suddenly his hair stood up at a certain moment, and Chengjin's pupils turned to the direction of the saint.
The manticore opened a pair of beast pupils, and the bat was still flying, but it couldn't provoke the manticore's happy howl.
It began to back away, shuddering and whimpering, its proud scorpion tail hanging between its legs, motionless. It ignorantly can't describe how it feels at the moment, only that the boundless fear is like a tide, burying it completely.
The manticore let out a scream, turned his head and ran, but the saint did not chase.
"Mr. Ruzius, walk slowly! There is an elevator ahead!"
The staff of the nursery center caught up with them panting, and when they met the sage's cool eyes, they couldn't help shuddering, and their voices were much lower.
"Please turn left."
The saint's gaze then turned to the direction of the elevator on the left, and then turned back to look at the staff.
"To see Arecio?"
"… Yes, it is."
With the cloak raised, the saint walked towards the elevator without hesitation.
The intercepted bat has turned into a ruby button, quietly perching between his slender fingers. The saint gently rubbed the rose on the button, which is the symbol of the blood race, and it is still stained with the breath of the blood race.
With the breath of the blood race he... was born for.
Arecio.
The elevator sank, and the gorgeous light and shadow passed through the glass and flashed at the bottom of the saint's eyes.
"Here, here, be careful."
The white cloak was raised again, the saint strode forward, and finally stopped at the door of the room marked "conference room".
The text has been simplified, but most of the time, it doesn't interfere with reading.
He stood still, waiting for the staff to open the door for him. As soon as the door opened, the aggressive vampire almost collided with him, but with agility, he immediately retreated.
He saw a little bit of fangs from the vampire's anger—
"Ruzius!!!"