Nomenclature of Night Chapter 832

"No one told you to prepare my food?" Qingchen said coldly, "So you can not prepare it?" The air pressure in the slave dormitory suddenly dropped, Qingchen came to the foreman, and gently lifted the other's food with one hand. The collar lifted the opponent up in midair.

Let the opponent struggle, but his palms are as unrelenting as iron clamps.

He sneered and said: "If you want to stand in the team, you have to see if you are qualified or not. What qualifications do you have?"

The foreman blushed: "You dare to kill people in the Marquis Manor?"

Qingchen wondered: "Why don't you dare? You are just slaves.

The slave next to him panicked and hurriedly explained: "In the past, you used to eat noodles in other gatherings. We are all rough protein bars here. Offending. Don't embarrass us, there's nothing we can do.

Qingchen asked: "You are in charge of cooking for the whole house, why didn't you leave me?

"The leaders of the Red Blood Squad won't let you.

What they didn't say was that the Red Blood Squad hinted that 'housekeeper' may not be able to come back alive from the battlefield.

Qingchen has the listening ability of Arowana, so of course he knows what the other party plans to do. The black idea is that it would be best if Qingchen can be resigned in advance, so as to save them from killing himself in the future and leaving evidence, and finally being captured by Marquis Kennedy. to blame.

In front of interests, it is indeed omnipotent.

Of course, seven B-rank elite fighters really don't need to take their butler too seriously.

Qingchen threw the foreman aside and picked up the protein bar on the table. With the development of technology in the East and West, protein bars have become a common staple food.

He took a bite, and was surprised to find that this thing was even more unpalatable than that of the Eastern Continent Federation, like chewing a candle.

Qingchen snorted and threw the protein bar on the ground.

A slave said in a low voice, "The chiefs of the Scarlet Blood Squad said, Steward, you can go back to your own house and wait, and they will notify you when you need to gather.

Qingchen sneered: "It's too deceiving!"

After , he turned around and left the slave dormitory, and walked outside the manor.

The housekeeper also has his own property outside the manor, a 'mansion' of more than 200 square meters.

He is a laborer, not a slave of the Marquis Kennedy. In order to thank him, the Marquis even gave him a special sum of money.

Storm City is divided into fourteen districts.

Shangqi District is only available to citizens and is located in the city center.

The lower seven districts are free people and slaves. The largest slave market and black market in the entire city are also there, and the fish and dragons are mixed.

Here you can see the importance of identity. Although the housekeeper worked at the Kennedy Marquis Manor and saved the Marquis's life, the house must also be bought in the lower seven districts.

Therefore, the housekeeper rarely goes back to the house in the Lower Seventh District on weekdays, he hates it there.

Even though his house was in the eighth district, a rare mansion in the entire slum, he still hated it, as if reminding him that he was still a lowly freeman.

In addition, the housekeeper is now a free citizen at level 6, which is not far from the level of a citizen.

Of course, the housekeeper hates it there, what does it have to do with him Qingchen.

Qingchen can't wait to leave the Kennedy Manor, and there are people in the province who are staring at him every day! And since he came to Storm City, he never had a chance to go out, and now everything got his wish. …

For him, he felt that when the Red Blood Squad appeared, his life gradually began to get better!

When Qingchen walked out of the manor, someone in the dark immediately followed him, silently monitoring his every move.

Qingchen didn't seem to notice this.

In the manor.

The foreman picked up the protein bar, wiped it in his mouth, and went out while eating.

He came to the door of Biejian, and Hei stood on the steps condescendingly and asked: "Has he eaten?" The foreman shook his head: "I didn't eat, it was thrown on the ground.

"Did he not come to me to settle accounts?" Hei asked with a smile.

The foreman hurriedly flattered: "How dare he? You are the most elite soldiers under the marquis, why would he settle accounts with you, and he would not dare to give him a few courage.

"Got it, go back, I won't take you to the battlefield this time, don't worry, it's alright," Heihe waved his hand.

When a noble like Lanshan goes to the battlefield, he must bring slaves to serve him in daily life. The survival rate of such slaves on the battlefield is extremely low, and not all slaves are willing to change their fate, so at this time, they can't find a way to go to the battlefield. what slaves do.

The foreman dared to stand in line for this.

Black looked at the sky outside the manor and sneered, the housekeeper was too good to drive away, so he went home when he got home.

Duke of Storm's summoning order will suddenly come down at an unknown time. It is urgent, and the urgent gathering time is at most two hours. Therefore, if the person on the soldier's roster exceeds the time limit, he will definitely be subject to military law and will be sent to the military court by the black spider.

At that time, he would not inform the housekeeper of the time to gather. Maybe the housekeeper missed the gathering time when he fell asleep and woke up.

Black returns to Biejianli.

Lan Shan was eating, and while smearing butter on the bread, he asked Black: "Black, do you have an account in the superconducting world?

Black nodded: "We are all members of the Storm Guild.

Lan Shan's eyes lit up: "Hey, with your skills, you must have a good time in the superconducting world. I just bought the profession of Lei Lu Mage, can you take me to practice and level?"

Black smiled and said, "Young master has a request, of course we obey. I am in the superconducting world, and the world has been promoted to B rank, and the rest of my teammates are also C rank, so there is absolutely no problem with taking you to level.

In a dungeon of ten thousand people, there is only one S-level combat master and two level combatants, which is enough to see how difficult it is to upgrade.

Therefore, the B-level of black is already very powerful. After all, death in the superconducting world is to delete the number, and it may be possible to start all over again when practicing.

Blue Mountain happily asked: "Then how long will you take me to level B?

Black thought for a while: "For at most two months, let's go to dungeon No. 182, which is the leveling point of the Storm Guild, where there are gophers and wild boars that breed very fast.

Blue Mountain was a little disappointed: "It's still two months away. Look at that white man's light, he was promoted to level in just two days. I took a look at the monthly total points rankings, and he was almost in the top ten."

Black shook his head: "Eldest young master, that kind of person is a genius, and he found a specially upgraded copy, we can't compare. However, this time, the Storm Guild has made a plan to encircle and suppress him, and we are all required to go online in six days. In the battle, even if he can pass the level, he will definitely be deleted and retrained when he comes out. . .

"Ah, is that so?" Lan Shan was stunned for a moment: "Let's go, let's go to the superconducting world, you guys will take me to level up.

Black tea and tea words asked: "Eldest young master, the housekeeper is also a master, he should be very good in the superconducting world, right? He didn't take you to level before?

Lan Shan waved his hand: "Don't mention it, he always clashed with people in the superconducting world, and his account number was deleted more than ten times, and his level has never exceeded D-level. He can't help me, and it's up to you.

The corners of his black mouth twitched slightly.

It was at this time that the new driver found the slave dormitory, and he asked casually, "How did the housekeeper eat at noon, did you prepare food for him?

The slaves looked at each other: "He didn't eat, he was going to eat a protein bar with us, but he vomited on the ground after taking a bite.

The driver looked at the residue Qingchen spit on the ground, and asked thoughtfully, "Where is the butler now?"

"He has returned to his home in the Lower Seventh District. The leaders of the Scarlet Blood Squad said that they will notify him before the expedition."

The driver nodded and left, and reported the news: "The Scarlet Blood Squad intends to drive away the housekeeper and crowd out the people around Kennedy's eldest son. So far, no abnormality in the housekeeper has been found, which is in line with the character's behavior characteristics. The Scarlet Blood Squad is a little urgent. It seems to be otherwise.

Qingchen was walking on the streets of Storm City. The buildings here were much darker than the Eastern Continent.

Like the 'Storm' overhead, the isolated island, it is mostly thick black.

The colorful holographic neon is interspersed between the black buildings, more like an embellishment in depression.

There are puddles everywhere on the road, and people walk down the street with their heads bowed, trying to avoid the dense surveillance cameras overhead.

Rarely see anyone talking to each other, only the dancers on the roadside are dressed in coquettish clothes to attract customers.

This is true even in the upper seven districts, not to mention the lower seven districts.

Qingchen stood in the dense steel forest, watching someone lead the robots, passing by. These robots were humanoid and also had mechanical dogs.

They just followed behind their masters, turning a blind eye to everything around them.

Above is an advertisement for a robot.

But I saw a plump female robot dancing in the holographic neon, and a seductive voice sounded on the radio: "I am a partner who can accompany you for a lifetime, and I can satisfy everything you need.

Qingchen followed the neon to find the past. He stood in the huge robot store and looked at the dazzling array of goods inside.

He didn't dare to speak, but raised his mobile phone and typed: "One, can you see the products in the window?"

"I can, I can! Wow, there are so many styles, I like the third one on the left, and the fourth one on the right!" Yi responded: "But both are so expensive.

The two I liked are both girls' models. They look like living human beings. Even their eyeballs are extremely agile. They can even imitate the contraction and enlargement of human holes, and their hair is soft and realistic.

One controlled the camera of Qingchen's mobile phone to zoom, and observed the robots in the window. It sent a message: "Why don't I choose the last row, I think it's cheaper there."

Qingchen smiled and typed: "It doesn't matter, you pick your favorite first, these can be upgraded in the future.

Although Yi exists in the mobile phone, Qingchen feels that the two of them are like two children standing outside the window when they were young, looking at the toy model. The amount in the money pot, the amount, and when the toy was purchased.

One hesitated for a moment: "Can you really choose whatever you want?" Qing Chen replied, "Of course."

"Then I want the third one from the left!

Chapter end

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