Yes, the "audience" has a strong ability to adjust itself... Klein secretly praised, glanced at the golden retriever dog on the back seat of the bicycle, looked at the bicycle that was different from the same type on the street, and asked casually:

“Is this a new bike designed for women?”

"What is designed for women? If you want to ride, you can ride it too." Audrey responded with a smile, "I just told the people of the bicycle company to consider different needs. This is their latest design product and has not yet entered the factory. Let me try riding and give me some advice."

"Excellent idea." Klein smiled and praised, then asked thoughtfully, "Do you know the owner of Beckland Bike Company?"

Audrey replied with slightly bent eyes:

"Of course, I'm one of the major shareholders of Beckland Bike Company."

The main shareholder...I forgot about this matter... She finally succeeded... Klein seemed to understand something, his lips slightly raised, and he shook his head as if he was self-deprecating:

“So that’s the case, my imagination is still not rich enough.

"How is it? How does it feel after a test ride?"

Audrey held the bicycle head, her eyes turned slightly, and she said while recalling:

“Great, great for women.”

Honorable Miss, that's not what you said just now... Klein raised his eyebrows, but did not interrupt the girl opposite.

Audrey smiled again and continued:

"For me, it can help me adjust my mood and release stress, just like riding a horse. However, when riding a horse, you have to change your clothes and go to the horse farm or the suburbs. It is just your own home and on the street. You can't let the horses run completely, and you lack the necessary feeling. There is no such problem with bicycles. You can still go to the alleys where the carriage cannot enter, so that I can see different scenery. When I was riding a bicycle by a house, I felt very happy to see a few flowers blooming in their garden.

"Well, I'm also very happy when I meet other cyclists. They work hard to live with a little hope. Although they are busy and hurry, they are not numb at all. Well, don't laugh at me. I know you want to say that those who can afford bicycles are definitely not the lowest level of this society. I'm just happy because of them.

"Hope, hopefully one day, I can ride through every street in Beckland."

Klein listened quietly, his mood getting better little by little.

With the description of Miss "Justice", such a scene seemed to appear before him, and this was a trivial change he brought to the world.

He laughed:

"No, I have no idea of ​​refuting it, it sounds interesting, and that's what I hope to see in Beckland, the more the better.

"I had doubts about certain things, but now I seem to have a lot less."

Speaking of this, he pointed to the gate of the "Ruen Charity Scholarship Fund" at 22 Paisfiel Street:

"Get in, it looks like it's raining."

"Okay, I'll park." Audrey got off the bike and pushed it around the back door with the golden retriever.

There is a specially-paved bicycle parking spot there, located inside the house, not afraid of rain. In organizations like the "Ruen Charity Scholarship Fund", staff who often need to go out are riding bicycles more and more. Of course, no one dares to rely on this means of transportation to go deep into the East District, where anything can be stolen.

As they approached the back door, the golden-retriever dog Susie jumped off the bicycle, looked back at the place just now, and said with a little confusion:

"Audrey, Mr. Dontez's tone was a bit complicated when he heard that you were one of the major shareholders of the bike company, but I couldn't interpret the real meaning."

Audrey pursed her lips and chuckled:

"I heard something before that Mr. Dontes was among the people who bid for shares in the bike company with Hibert."

"I understand!" Susie showed a clear smile, happy at the accuracy of her observation.

In the "Ruen Charity Scholarship Fund", Klein waited gentlemanly until Miss Audrey returned with her extraordinary dog ​​companions and walked to the second floor with them.

At this time, a staff member came up and said to Audrey:

"Miss Director, President Portland Momont of Bakerland Technical University is waiting for you in the reception room."

"Why did Principal Momont come?" Audrey asked in surprise.

The staff member first greeted Director Dawn Dontes and then replied:

"He didn't say..."

Before the staff finished speaking, Portland Momont, who had a tall, rosy face, walked out of the reception room while taking care of his white hair.

He pressed his hands on his chest and bowed:

"Great Miss Audrey, please forgive me for coming to visit me in a rash manner."

After Lun, after they met each other, they called the noble ladies a surname and the young ladies a name.

"This is my honor." Audrey responded politely.

Portland Mormont is a principal who is more focused on academics. He no longer flatters or greets, and he smiled straightforwardly:

"That's right, I want to add a new mechanical laboratory at the Technical University, with the purpose of inventing and promoting various mechanical creations that are conducive to industries and life. I wonder if you are interested in donating or investing?

"Haha, Dawn, how about it? Do you have any idea of ​​cooperation? Don't worry, I will definitely ask for an appropriation from the Higher Education Commission."

A good idea, but Beckland, but the entire kingdom may fall into a whirlpool next... After listening to Principal Mormont's words, Klein was a little dazed for a moment.

Audrey nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"It sounds interesting, but I need to see more information. This is my responsibility to myself and to you."

"I thought so too," Klein said.

Portland Momont smiled heartily:

"No problem, I will sort out some things for you when I go back."

…………

The Sea of ​​Mist, on the "Golden Dream".

German Sparo actually cared about the situation of Anderson... Also, what does it mean to collect items related to "Ltd. General Disease"? Many pirates are chasing similar things crazily, but they have never succeeded...Danitz, who received German Sparo's information, was full of confusion.

But no matter how puzzled he was, he still thanked Mr. "Follower" seriously and carefully.

Then he put down his fishing rod, turned around and entered the cabin, and walked all the way to the room where Anderson lived.

Knocking on the door and opening it in one go, Danitz stood at the door with his arms held and said to Anderson, who was creating oil paintings:

"How is that? How is that thing in your stomach digesting?"

Anderson put down his brush, glanced at Danitz, and replied in a heavy tone:

"It's already called Dad."

"..." Danitz subconsciously took two steps back.

Anderson immediately recovered from ease and said with a smile:

"Just kidding, it's not bad. Your captain has ideas and action. The only problem is that they fail too many times.

"Uh, the things in my stomach have been isolated, and for a long time, it will not affect me."

He rubbed his stomach as he said.

Danitz moved his eyebrows and asked curiously:

"There would be an impact?"

Anderson looked up and down at Daniz:

"You should have heard that certain extraordinary traits or potions, if they come into contact with objects for a long time, will penetrate into them, transform them into seals that are difficult to use, and the human body is nothing more than a relatively special item.

"Sometimes, I doubt that you gain extraordinary abilities by contacting potions rather than taking them, so that your brain is corrupted."

In the past, Daniz would have been angry, but now, he just shouted:

"That is, if you don't quarantine, you will gradually be penetrated and modified by the thing in your belly, including your brain?"

Anderson was amazed at hearing:

"Very good, keep going, don't stop, I think you can try to advance to Sequence 6, well, you are still very skilled in setting fires."

Danitz responded disdainfully:

“I just have a shortage of the material.”

Thinking of German Sparrow's instructions, he asked reluctantly:

"What should I do after quarantine?"

Anderson rubbed the first button of his shirt and laughed:

"Two ideas, one is to find a demigod like "Darkless" to help me, so that the thing can be precipitated bit by bit. In this regard, your captain has an acquaintance. The only problem is that while the thing is precipitated, my extraordinary characteristics may be precipitated together, causing me to reverse the sequence and even become an ordinary person.

"As the second idea, I'll find a way to get the potion formula of the "Iron Blood Knight" and prepare the corresponding rituals and auxiliary materials to see if I have the opportunity to actively tolerate that thing and become a demigod with the help of it."

"This sounds dangerous." Danitz gave a pertinent evaluation of the latter idea.

Anderson's smile became a little more obvious:

“Indeed, this is very dangerous, I don’t even know if it works.

"But, don't you find it so difficult and challenging, interesting? It's at least more in line with my aesthetic than the first method."

Danitz shook his head seriously and said:

"Don't feel it."

He then asked half provocatively and half tentatively:

"Don't you have a lot of inheritance somewhere, no, property? I can help you send the ashes back."

Anderson was not angry at all, Zheng said:

"You can consider eating my ashes directly at that time."

...Why is this guy completely unprovoked...Danitz's mouth twitched for a moment, and decided to give up, go to the captain, and ask how he could get the items related to "Lieutenant General of Disease".

…………

Late at night, at 160 Berklund Street, Klein was about to fall asleep when he saw the messenger walking out of the void with four blonde and red-eyed heads, one of whom bit the thin letter and put it in the envelope.

"Who sent it?" Klein asked habitually, and reached out to take it.

Renette Tinicole opened his four heads in turn:

"Don't like...the nickname...Sharon..."

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Chapter completed!