After dinner, the two children went to the backyard to play with flowers and materials for witchcraft. Zach asked Lily and Moon to take care of him to avoid any accidents. Only Zack, Annabelle and Pochi were left indoors.
The topic of a republican direction remains dangerous, but Zach must push forward.
"Porky, I need you to contact Papa Midnight."
"What's in it for me?" Boqi said directly.
"what do you want?"
This kind of question is the hardest to answer. If you speak in detail, your motives will be completely understood by others. If you speak vaguely, there is a high probability that you will not get the results you want. Most of the negotiations with ulterior motives and the establishment of the advantages and disadvantages of the two parties' bargaining chips occur at this step.
Fortunately, Pochi was very wary of Toledo. He looked at Zach and Annabell beside Zach and asked, "What can you give me?" Let Zach show his cards first.
Zach was still embarrassed by such a small trick, "I won't invite Mrs. Quinn to the dinner party tomorrow."
Pochi's face wrinkled, "You are acting rogue."
"I am using facts to explain that you and I are not just neighbors, we." Deliberately, "we are family members."
You see, Mrs. Quinn is a descendant of Zack, and Porky is Mrs. Quinn's grandson.
Yes, Zach is using the kinship relationship to show Pochi that we are closer than you think. We help each other, which is what family members should do.
This is actually a step. If Pochi is smart enough, he can agree to Zach and hide his own little thoughts.
Pochi thought for a while with a sullen face, "Okay, but as before, I don't guarantee any communication between you and Papa Midnight."
"Okay." Zach agreed, and, "Since there is no guarantee anyway, why don't you directly send a message to Papa Midnight for me. I hope it's Pucci who is by his side." Zach was interested in communicating directly with Papa Midnight There are still obstacles.
"Oh, do you have a translator?"
"Let's talk if someone is willing to show up." Zach waved his hand.
Boqi didn't say anything else. He went to the backyard to look at the children and Mu En, and then went down to the basement. He did some kind of ritual. When he came up, he was all bloody. He no longer did his duty as a master to look after the guests, and ran to take a bath himself.
Zach and Annabel were sitting in the living room, listening to the two children playing in the backyard, and they couldn't leave here for a while.
Zach didn't speak, but Annabell spoke, "The real target is the symbiote. The human being who shares his soul with Fan Zhuo."
Zach glanced at Annabel and said nothing.
"It shouldn't be like what you see now. Fan Zhuo is followed by a zombie-like human being."
Zach's eyes were already tasting the decoration of Pochquin's living room.
"'Xiaobai' is not finished. Living corpses are not Fan Zhuo's intended target." Annabelle was also appreciating the decoration of Pochquin's living room. But everyone knows that in this one-sided conversation, only Annabelle's mouth and Zach's ears functioned. It doesn't matter what they do with their eyes.
"What Fan Zhuo needs is a soul that is compatible with another body. After taking Xiaobai for a long time, humans turned into living corpses that lost their consciousness. This is a mistake that needs to be corrected."
Zach, who was appreciating the decoration style, lamented that this was an Indian family, but all the Indian style was reflected in the dispensable decorations. Indian furniture of a practical nature, no.
"But for some reasons, Fan Zhuo failed to correct this mistake and hurriedly launched 'Xiao Bai' and sent it to the Federation to create humans who could share their souls with Fan Zhuo."
Let’s take an example from the living room. Display cabinets are ordinary style cabinets with wooden bodies and glass windows. But it seemed that in order to show that the family was Indian, Indian-style bead chains were hung on the cabinet door. It has no practicality, but it is very easy to get knotted and cover the display items inside.
"Looking back now, I'm afraid all this was someone's conspiracy. He didn't want Fan Zhuo to get rid of the perfect body too smoothly."
Zach's tasting was quick, and he had already looked at everything in the living room. They were basically the same as the display cabinets. They were essentially ordinary modern homes, with a little bit of Indian 'flavor' added to them.
"That someone is Papa Midnight."
Zach glanced at Annabell again. Annabell also smiled at Zach, and the next words were:
"'Xiaobai' was not created by Fan Zhuo, it was made by Papa Midnight. He just sold the manufacturing method to us Fan Zhuo." Annabelle's eyes narrowed, "The information Zagel gave you, omitted This part, right?”
Zach was about to speak to Annabelle, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a figure blocked Zach's sight. Zach looked up. This old Republican man, whom he had seen face to face several times, looked at him and said three words, "Are you looking for me?"
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Pochquin came out wrapped in a bath towel, took a look in the living room, rolled his eyes and walked away. Probably unhappy with how quickly Papa Midnight responded to Zach's request.
Zach immediately dropped the topic that Annabel almost asked him to respond to, and faced the True God of the Republic, "My friend was kidnapped by a possessed Republican monk. I need you to help me rescue him."
Pucci raised his head, his sight was blocked by the ceiling of Pochquin's living room, raised his hand, and just like Zach saw this god for the first time, the sky appeared in their field of vision through the ceiling.
Pucci's fingers were moving as if he were calculating something.
Zach wasn't so surprised. According to the myth of the Republic, this world is just the inside of a person's huge soul reappearing after death. For a god who has understood the essence of this world, everything is the same as an apple falling to the ground and water flowing to a lower place. It is possible calculated.
After a moment, Pucci lowered his head and waved his hand to restore the ceiling, "Maitreya."
"It's him!" It's not that Zach is unsteady. From the limited contact with this Pucci, we can conclude that this true god doesn't care about any external performance. He will do whatever he wants to do, and he won't react to others. Tube. So Zach didn't have to manage his emotions, "Can you save him?"
"Yes, but if you want a chance, you need to capture Maitreya in this world." A short and clear answer, and then Pucci looked at Zack, "Vampire, why should I help you?"
Zach has already thought about this problem. This is why Zach dares to put all his hopes of saving Sam on finding Pucci.
"Vampires are creatures that can only live in this world forever. You, Papa Midnight, vampire, we are the last defenders of this world."
Isn't it? Only vampires who live forever and have no hope of leaving this world are qualified to say "I love this world"! Because there is no choice.
Pucci... didn't give Zach any expression, turned around and looked at Annabelle,
Zach got a little nervous. Even though vampires have no choice in their relationship with this world, there is still an ultimate loophole left by the Holy Lord in vampires, that is, the complete form of the vampire will send human souls to another world! If vampires don't fix this vulnerability, they will become the world's biggest threat!
Tsk. It used to be to avoid conflicts with the Holy Lord's faith and to find ways to alleviate the influence of full vampires. Now? The position has changed, but this road is still extremely strong in front of Zach and all the vampires! The pressure on my head is still God!
Pucci didn't speak while looking at Annabell. When he turned back to look at Zach again, he said, "You have to wait until Maitreya appears before I can save your friend." He didn't mention the reason why he looked at Annabell at all.
"I can wait!" Zach couldn't care less.
Pucci nodded and disappeared.