Hao Ren played with the small piece of metal in his hand, and didn't feel that there was anything special about it—in fact, it looked very ordinary. It was just a palm-length diamond-shaped piece of iron, which looked like reinforcements that had fallen from old wooden farm tools. It was gray-black in color, with signs of weather-beaten wear and tear. The vein-like pattern is like the kind of hieroglyphs that are specially engraved on fake cultural relics to bluff people. Hao Ren can confirm that this thing is ordinary iron: he tried it with a magnet.
"Let me see." Vivienne snatched the small iron piece involuntarily and turned it over and over again in front of her eyes. Hao Ren could be regarded as reacting when he saw the other party's action: "Do you know this thing?"
"... Not sure, but I should have seen it somewhere," Vivienne frowned slightly, "It's not like this, but I've seen the symbols on it. By the way, where did you get it?"
"I don't know," Hao Ren scratched his hair, "I remember I had this thing when I was very young, I was only four or five years old at that time, a four or five-year-old kid, in the toy box How can I notice something more or less. I just remember that I must have picked it up by myself, and I don’t know what happened. It was a very precious thing back then. I cleaned up old things at home several times and I was not willing to put it away. Throw it away." Vivienne was obviously not satisfied with this answer, she pinched the small iron piece, rubbed the lines on it with her fingers, and recalled it for a full two minutes before raising her head: "I have indeed seen this symbol, And it was a long, long time ago... I mean it was at least a thousand or eight hundred years ago. But I can't remember the details—you know my memory seems to be a little bit wrong, and it gets confused over time."
Hao Ren swallowed. He didn't hear anything else, but he heard the words "thousands and eight hundred years", and he was overjoyed: "You mean this thing might be an antique?! And it might be thousands of years old. antique!?"
Vivienne gave Hao Ren a white look: "You can try to sell it in the antique market and see if someone wants it."
Hao Ren smiled awkwardly, knowing that this was another outbreak of his petty bourgeois mentality, so he didn't mention the matter of selling antiques for money, but he still put away the small iron piece with great care: even if this thing is worthless, just sell it for money. It is also a treasure for the sake of surprising Vivienne, a thousand-year-old monster.
Afterwards, the two continued to tidy up the house. Originally, there were not many sundries piled up here, and Hao Ren often came down to clean, so the work was completed very quickly. After a while, the sundries that should be moved were thrown into the small warehouse nearby. By the way, Hao Ren also cleaned out half a box of old junk that should have been thrown away long ago, and the basement became a clean new room. There are beds, tables, chairs, and even a network cable port, but there is no big sun that Vivienne hates the most: the only window in the basement is a small skylight on the top of the west wall, which is half buried at the base of the wall of the big house Under the sun, the sun only shines in directly when the sun goes down every day, which is in line with Vivienne's living habits. Hao Ren still felt that letting a beautiful girl like Vivienne live in the basement was a waste of money, but seeing that the cleaned room was pretty good, the guilt in his heart eased a little, and more importantly It was Vivian who seemed particularly happy. She enthusiastically helped Hao Ren brush off the dust from his work, and smiled like a flower: "Landlord, you are such a good person, thank you, no one treated me like this before when I was living outside. Well, then..."
Well, it’s not enough to say enough about the bitter past of the vampire girl. In short, we know that this unlucky girl finally ushered in a good life after living in embarrassment for thousands of years—at least in her opinion, her current life is pretty good. This girl Easy to satisfy to the point of outrageous, just as easy to raise as Lily.
It may take a few days for Y'zaks to adapt to the new life here, and it will take a few days for Vivienne, the cook, to adapt to the sudden addition of a second job in the house. It's just started, and according to Hao Ren's observation, the current situation is stable: the big devil is a kind and non-controversial guy, with a good temper that is completely opposite to his racial setting, so Hao Ren doesn't have to worry about his daily life being more chaotic. It's too late: God is sorry, with Lily and Vivian here, if there is another bad temper in this family, Hao Ren should consider sleeping on the road.
Since the family didn't have to worry about fighting for the time being, Hao Ren naturally had to pay attention to his work unit: he and Raven 12345 hadn't seen each other for several days, and they had accumulated a lot of problems.
So on a clear and cool autumn morning, Hao Ren took the broken bus to Wangbatuozi, and after a journey of dirt and dregs, he came to that mighty and domineering place: Heaven's Office on Earth, abbreviated as Ball Office.
Raven 12345’s luxury bungalow seems to be like that forever. The space it is in is frozen in a misty morning as if time stands still. The scenery inside the bungalow is pleasant, but there is always an impenetrable thick fog outside the range. Occupied, Hao Ren would occasionally wonder if he should go to the thick fog to see, maybe he could discover the secret of the "God Realm", but he failed every time, and he didn't even dare to talk to Raven 12345 Bringing this up—God knows if that neurotic woman would just give Hao Ren a brick after hearing this whimsical idea.
Hao Ren was led down to Raven 12345's office by a blue elemental servant. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the goddess behind the desk concentrating on studying an image floating in the air. Frowning, and sometimes lost in thought, Hao Ren turned pale with shock: This unreliable guy actually has serious work time!
At this time, Raven 12345 already sensed someone coming in, raised his head and greeted carelessly: "Yo, Hao Ren, I haven't seen you for a few days, you look fine, is the jet lag reversed?"
"Um, it's okay, it's okay," Hao Ren couldn't get into the mental state of "mortal pilgrimage" every time he met the goddess, and he got used to it over time, treating it like meeting a department manager at work, " I came here to…”
"Don't worry, you report the mission in detail," Raven 12345 waved his hand, "You said it too briefly two days ago, I can't write the file."
Listen, how formal this is! God still has to write the file...
Hao Ren had no choice but to clear his throat, and recounted his experience in England the past two days, and this time he focused on the undead under Yoofold Castle and the half-baked witcher named Nangong. He felt that this was a mission. The biggest surprise of the process, so it deserves a mention. Raven 12345 was silent for a few seconds after listening, and asked Hao Ren a question: "What do you think is the biggest difficulty you encountered in your mission?"
Hao Ren was silent for a few seconds, and finally said frankly: "A mortal body, I really can't do this terrible job - I think I still need some fighting power, even if I don't have fighting power, a little self-protection ability is fine. When I was in the underground palace I almost died of exhaustion just by running with Lily. Most of the time, let alone fighting little monsters, I was in a state of trying to prevent myself from being hit by little monsters. It might kill me! The body strengthening you mentioned is indeed It's in the account, but isn't the speed of the account a little slower? Or you can give me a less fatal task next time... "
"The job given to you is already the simplest job, and the rest of the same period is to go to Betelgeuse to mediate the war, do you want to go?" Raven 12345 rolled his eyes, "But you really need to exercise and strengthen, it's true, Relying on physical adjustment alone can only give you a foundation, and real combat power needs training. How about this, I will give you first... "
Before Raven 12345 finished speaking, Hao Ren immediately cheered up: "Give me a secret exercise, right? Sure enough, there should be something like this!"
"Hehe—" Raven 12345 squinted at Hao Ren, "You have read too many novels, and you think that if I really give you a secret book of exercises or something, you will be able to reach the sky in one step? That thing also needs to be learned and trained. You have to do two months of exercises to get familiar with the formula to release a fireball. Arcane magic requires advanced mathematics knowledge. You think it’s like in a game, you can just double-click the skill book and you can make Frostbolt at will—I think It’s beautiful. The guy who is usually tired of reading a math problem can’t learn it even if he is given a complete book of forbidden spells. The question bank of “10 years of casting spells and 30 years of simulation” at the beginning is enough to make him cry. So ... Do you still want the cheat book?"
Hao Ren: "..."