On the third day of the lunar month, it is advisable to make alliances and make friends. Avoid seeking medical treatment, planting, and rushing to the south of the tiger.

Doo

After a short busy tone, the video communication was connected.

Zilin's face immediately appeared on the screen.

"Is this your new image?" About two seconds later, Zilin spoke.

Lance at this end of the screen replied: "Yes, of course... this is still just a transition."

"Your previous 'transition' lasted for more than seven years." Zilin continued.

"Tsk... I will use it as long as I like, what does it have to do with you?" Lance responded with his head tilted.

"I'm just curious about when you plan to return to your 'original body'." Zilin said, "Although staying in other bodies like you will not affect the use of your abilities, it will not be able to improve the level of your abilities. In the long run... there are many hidden dangers."

"Ha... When this world can 'tolerate me', I will naturally go back to my body." Lance said, "As for how long it will take...it depends on you, right? boss~"

His last shout of "boss" was so sarcastic that he had some meaning.

But Zilin didn't care much, but just replied calmly: "Don't worry, it won't be long."

He paused and said, "Let's talk about the important matter. You have handed over the card of the sacrificer?"

"Yes," Lance replied, "I also told him that he would need to cooperate with me in the performance on the day of the trial."

"You are not a lie," Zilin continued.

"Hmph... So what if I cheated, do you think I will care?" Lance said.

Zilin didn't take the other party's slut and asked another question: "So... is the situation of the 'Doctor' still stable?"

"For him, 'unstable' is 'stability'." Lance shrugged, "How can you stabilize a mental illness that is transformed into a mess?"

"Okay..." Zilin thoughtfully, "By the way, I'll say hello to you in advance. After a while, I will go find someone in person. If I can find the best, if I can't find it... you can give the "No. 10" card to the doctor."

When Lance heard this, he thought for two seconds: "What about his memory? Use the same treatment as the sacrificer?"

"Yes, if he needs to be a juror... let 'Langke' adjust the doctor's memory as well." Zilin said, "Anyway, they will help them recover after the 'trial's death."

"Well..." Lance thought about it again and smiled, "Ha, then what we have to do next is the "interlaced urban tragedy" that is right?"

"Is 'tragedy'..." Zilin pondered, "It depends on which angle you look at it. Tragedy or comedy is always relative. When someone is in pain, someone will often make a profit; when someone is happy, someone will often be offended..."

"Okay, okay, you don't have to teach me such philosophy classes. I'm not God's boss, and I'm not interested in talking about these things with you." Lance interrupted. "How you want to examine the problem is your business. I'm a bad person. In my opinion, there are tragedies everywhere in this world. All I can do is to ensure that pain always comes to others, and that I can always gain benefits and happiness from it."

"Oh... it's because you always keep doing this that you can't be a boss." Zilin sighed.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to mess with me and kill you now?" Lance looked at the screen and said in a playful tone, but his eyes were filled with seriousness.
Chapter completed!