Today will be a busy day, and Zach has no time to care about Charlie. He only has one request, "Don't hang up, feel free."
So Charlie stayed close to the wall and walked around Grande's room repeatedly. He had nowhere else to go, and he didn't dare go to the basement, where Benjamin and Sam were still down there. The only one who paid attention to him was Mo - "Are you Bruh? Fighting Clan? I thought you would be more, um, stronger..." Mo's daily harassment of the newcomers to Grande...
Never mind Charlie's size, the first wave of aliens is coming to Grande.
Zach promised to provide Yuehua with a list of Barton's alien races when he came back, right? After returning to Barton yesterday, I let Tam go to inform others.
The first wave of people who came were people who had already had some contact with Grande. It was understandable that no one would dare to just come to Grande to meet the vampire. Someone had to come and find out what was going on.
Merman Morman is the first to enter Grande's office. This harmless aquatic creature was still cool and wearing short-sleeved shorts. Without sitting down, he approached Zach and raised his wrist. "This knot, Tam and Harrison both said it was a mark of aliens." ,Really?"
"Yes." Zach handed over a pair of scissors, indicating that he was doing it himself, and tapped the paper in front of him. Ghoul Harrison's name was already on it, but the colon after the name was deliberately blocked. Zach wrote Merman Moorman under Harrison's name, added a colon, looked at Moorman, and waited.
Mollman fiddled with the knot on his wrist, "I'd better keep it. There's nothing wrong with letting people know that I'm not a human being. If they see me when they're in trouble in the water, they can know that they can definitely be saved, haha. "
Look, Patton's most harmless alien.
Zach said nothing and continued to wait.
"Oh, scales, my scales, Papa Midnight took one of my scales three years ago."
Zach wrote 'scales' after Mollman's name and asked a little supplementary, "Is there a special place?"
"Here!" Mollman explained through action, tilting his head and flipping his ears, underneath the bright red fan-shaped thing exposed, "What do humans call this area next to the cheek?"
"Humans don't have gills." Zach pursed his lips and added in parentheses after 'scales', 'behind ears'.
Then he smiled at Moorman and said, "Thank you, call the next one up."
Everyone's guess is correct. The local aliens in Barton may come to Grande together, but they will never share with everyone what Papa Midnight took from them!
Mollman began to bend his eyes and stare at the paper in front of Zach, as if he could see through what was covered by Zach and behind Harrison's colon, "What was taken away from Harrison?"
Zach smiled and shook his head, not ready to answer, "They pushed you up first because they knew you would ask random questions, right?"
"Yeah~" Moorman didn't object.
Zach smiled and clapped the summoning bell, "Come and play when you have time, bye." Our vampire is not prepared to betray the trust of the Barton aliens.
The second guy came up, wordlessly pushed Mollman, who was still rubbing against Zach, closed the door, sat down in front of Zach, deliberately made a disgusted face, and pointed the empty front teeth towards Zac. Gram, it's Walter.
Zach wrote Walter under Mollman's name and added a colon. The other party had already consciously said, "Papa took away a piece of my soul mark at midnight. I don't know what it was. I can't remember it. Tsk." Tsk, "It's not in my soul! How could I possibly know what it is! So don't ask!"
It was a question that required a bit of logic, "Only one piece?" Zach looked at Walter with a smile, "Since you don't remember it yourself, how can you confirm that there is only one piece? Maybe many?" The hand holding the pen hesitated after the colon. I don't write, as if I'm waiting for a more accurate answer.
Walter glared at Zach and was quiet for a while. He became inexplicably angry and lost all focus, "*! It's good for me to come here! I have to deliver goods (Maggie Crescent's perfume workshop) later! I I don’t have time to be here with you…”
"You understand that every time you travel across the world, in order to protect yourself, you deliberately block the experiences of your soul in other worlds." Didn't Zach ask Walter about this before - things that do not belong to this world should not be included in this world? People saw that Walter was safely traveling between the worlds. This shielding was his self-protection measure.
The Walter in front of us, even though he has been to heaven and hell countless times, he does not remember anything that happened in heaven and hell. The only principle he knows is that the more accurate the time of death, the easier it will be for him to succeed after crossing. "Perhaps, All those experiences that you blocked were taken away by Papa Midnight?" Zach tried to be precise.
Walter opened his mouth and was quiet for a while. He still opened with a leaky "Tsk!", "It doesn't matter if it is!" He glared at Zach hard, "I won't unblock the confirmation anyway! I still want to be alive. !”
"Okay." Zach shrugged, "Your own choice." After the colon, he wrote 'part of the soul, unspecified', and continued to speak casually. He hadn't paid attention to Walter for a long time, "You and Maggie recently How have you been..."
Walter had already waved his hands and walked away, with no intention of talking to Zach. He still has to deliver goods and doesn’t have time, so it must be like this...
The third one came up.
"Cliff?" Looking at the large body coming in, Zach raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect you to come too."
Remember this fat man who got married recently? He glanced at the chair in front of his desk. He probably wouldn't be able to get up if he continued doing this, so he simply stood there and said, "Why, you are discriminating. The life cycle of the inheritor is too random. Doesn’t the life carrier in each cycle have any meaning in research!”
Yes, this is Zach who attended his wedding and is now with the inheritor from the west - Linda, the neighbor of James' hometown, and Cliff, the Barton inheritor who lives in seclusion and studies the way to end his life together.
"From one immortal to another, I don't mean to discriminate at all." Zach wrote 'Inheriter Cliff' on the list and smiled, "I just thought you and your wife had stopped doing anything. The main thing is to concentrate on creating people."
Zach was not joking about newlyweds. Creating a human is one of the ways for inheritors to start and end a life cycle. Remember, we talked about another example before, where the inheritor may start a new life cycle from a piece of sprouted potato. The only way for the inheritor to avoid a random start to his life is to produce his own offspring. This is also the reason why the Western Sabbat can keep inheritors in captivity.
Cliff actually blushed. Who would have thought that this guy who has been inherited in this world since the birth of heaven and earth would actually blush because of the issue of 'creating humans'. How unsatisfactory this guy's marriage is.
Zach's pen stopped just after the colon, no need to repeat the question, and waited.
The liver-colored face trembled, "My 'little soldier'!"
"What?" Zach raised an eyebrow, "'Little Soldier'?"
"Yes! 'Little Soldiers'!" Cliff's body began to tremble, and his posture was very strange... "Papa took away some of my 'Little Soldiers' at midnight!"
Cliff shook for a long time, "Oh!" Zach raised his eyebrows and quickly moved his eyes away from Cliff's hand that was pointing to his crotch in a twitching manner. He was a little embarrassed and stared at the tip of his pen. Well, Zach doubted that Yuehua could understand what he wrote as 'little soldier'. He pursed his lips and wrote Jing-zi- wordlessly.
Zach even continued to ask Cliff supplementaryly what he thought Papa wanted his 'little soldier' to do at midnight, "Waving his hand, let's call the next one up."
The blushing fat man left.
The fourth one came up.
"You look a little handsome." Zach started like this. Don't think of being handsome, think of being ugly.
Sitting behind the desk is the Barton android Earl. As a casual reminder, he is now Smith's right-hand man, Rimmer, a descendant of Eve - an android vampire like Flanders. With Zach's push, of course.
Earl raised his hand, "Don't talk about such boring things!" He pointed at the paper in front of Zach, "Papa took away part of my heart at midnight."
"Okay." Zach started writing, but he still couldn't hold it back, "How did you survive?" After all, he wrote 'heart' even though he added 'part' in parentheses.
Earl turned his head away, "I have an old one, my father's. Tsk, you should know that although we artificial humans are made in the image of humans, we are not humans, we are laborers! We don't die that easily !" This is true. Do you still remember the history of the thirteen clans enslaving artificial humans? Races enslaved by vampires who have absorbed immortality are not so vulnerable. The only problem with this race is probably that it cannot control reproduction on its own - it needs to rely on another race.
Zach nodded, seeing that Earl didn't get up immediately. He could only think that the other party had something else to say, so Zach tried to find a topic, "How are you at Smith's place recently? How is your son?"
"That's it." But Earl still didn't seem to be in the mood to chat, and shook his head, "Rita is down there, do you want me to call you up?"
"Yeah." Zach also realized it and nodded without continuing to look for topics. He covered the part after Earl's name and prepared to wait for the next one.
Earl, who didn't want to get up, spoke, "If I had known I didn't have to come in person, I wouldn't have come."
Do you understand what this means? He just said that Rita is waiting below, right? Rita is not a foreigner, she is just an ordinary woman in the mind-reading family who did not inherit her father's talent.
Zach pointed at the paper in front of him, "This is everyone's business. If you treat it casually, I will treat it casually." Isn't that the truth? If something should be serious, you must be sincere and deal with it yourself. The secret to telling Zach is sincerity, the most basic thing!
Earl frowned, as if in deep thought, but paused before going out. He agreed with Zach, "I will notify the others to come over as soon as possible. Tam, Tam, that guy is really unconvincing." He curled his lips and said, "He is not a reliable guy among us."
"Thank you." Zach waved his hand. Tam was not reliable. Zach had already learned the lesson. No need to say more. He watched Earl go out, and after a while, Rita came up.
This woman would never sit down honestly, standing at the door with her arms open to Zack like she knew what to do.
Zach could only stand up and give this hug addict a full hug. At the same time, he said helplessly, "Someone complained that you came here. Is Morelin busy?"
"Father? He didn't want to come at all!" Rita let go of Zach after hugging him enough, sat down on the chair, and fiddled with the things on Zach's table casually, but she was very conscious and did not touch the things covered by Zach. Paper, "Who is complaining? Cliff? Earl? Walter?" Then he digressed, blinking, with a gossipy look on his face, "Has Earl's skin gotten better? It feels smoother, at least. It doesn’t look like tree bark anymore~ Ha! Your suggestion is good, Rimmer and Suit him~”
Zach smiled, not ready to answer, and wrote 'Murray...' on the paper.
"No, no, no~" Rita waved her hand in front of Zach's pen, "It's not father, it's Eli."
Zach raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it? He told him that he was beaten by Papa Midnight..."
"Haha, don't you know that my father doesn't care about his son, but he still regards Aili as his, haha, so, he said that he was taken away by Papa Midnight, It’s actually Eli.”
"Okay." Zach didn't want to discuss the mind-reading family. The relationship between the father and son who read the mind was not something that ordinary people could understand. Cross out Morelin and write Aili. As Rita continued to speak, she wrote - 'frontal lobe' after the colon...
Zach pursed his lips and looked at Rita with a really complicated expression. Does that mean, are you sure you are not joking
"No~" Rita shook her head, "Because of this incident, we also closed down our business. My father locked himself and Aili in a room for a week. After we came out, I confirmed that Aili had gone crazy. It's back to normal." Rita raised her eyebrows, "But after that, the relationship between the two of them got even worse, and Eli stopped going home at all and went to the West District~" Rita said, looking thoughtful. He looked like this, then blinked, leaned towards the table, and faced Zach, "I suspect that his father re-wrote all of Aili's thoughts into Aili's already mushy mind, and then Aili realized that he I absolutely cannot live with this 'old monster' who knows everything~"
Look, can anyone relate to the relationship between father and son
Zach looked at Rita's face and said, 'I'm not doubting, I'm sure! ' He lowered his head and said, "Yeah, I understand." He really couldn't answer any more, "Is there anyone else down there?"
"Tam is still down there~" Rita's face returned to a smile and she played with her earrings, "Do you want me to ask him to come up~"
"please."
Just a boring fact, Tam should have been the first name on this list, but he refused to be the first. So when Zach called the ghoul Harrison early in the morning to report the results of the shelter volunteer investigation, he asked Harrison to do the first thing. Is anyone curious? What Papa took away from Harrison at midnight was a spine.
As Rita left and Tam was still in the lift, someone jumped in line.
Zach frowned, opened the window that was constantly being photographed, and looked at Mrs. Sheila hanging upside down under the eaves, "Can't you be more cautious when you appear? There are others in Grande."
Sheila turned her head and glanced at the living area on the south side. At this time, she was shrouded in a thick cloud of smoke. She could vaguely hear Austin and a group of workers howling inside, "Where is the strange wind coming from..." No need to explain.
"I don't have time to waste with you!" Mrs. Sheila pointed her hooked nose upward at the paper behind Zach on the desk. "Papa took away my last egg at midnight."
The huge wings dangled in front of Zach, and with the flipped Mrs. Sheila, she disappeared.
Zach tilted his head. He thought it would be feathers or something. Forget it, these should be the parts that Yuehua and the others needed to figure out. They closed the window and started recording, Sheila the Winged Man: Egg (the last one). (.)