Alice's Dream Club

Ji Ying finished the tribulation safely and was escorted back to the shepherd's house. So far, the deal with her has been successfully completed.

After watching the excitement, Lynch first asked Alice to take the second king back to the club, while he himself packed up the previous arrangements.

Although Alice made it clear that those devices can be left here, no one will come here anyway, and those terminal devices are not very valuable, but the habits formed during the fifteen years of struggling to survive in the world of experience still prompted Lynch With the decision to recycle one by one.

At that time, he persuaded Alice not to stop him like this: "You just throw away so many usable things, and you are really a prodigal."

So strictly speaking, Alice and the second returned first because Lynch was angry with Alice.

When Alice returned to Lynch, the latter had already packed up the monitoring equipment. Seeing Alice walking towards him, Lynch immediately turned around to protect the equipment.

He stared at Alice, as if he was afraid that she would kill himself before destroying these devices.

"Don't come here, these are mine!"

Alice, who hadn't thought about it before, chuckled lightly at Lynch's performance of protecting toys like a child.

Seeing Alice's smiling face, Lynch put away the childish performance, came to her and patted her on the head.

"I said before, you look better when you smile."

Accepting Lynch's praise frankly, he took out a landmine and made Lynch fall into a pool of blood calmly.

Glancing at Lynch who was looking for his arm, Alice snorted softly.

"Master, haven't you heard the saying 'Girls don't like being patted on the head'?"

Lin Qi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then asked tentatively: "Then you like to be scratched?"

Alice took out a thermobaric grenade at that time.

"Don't, don't, the death of this thing is extremely ugly," Lynch quickly snatched the grenade and put it in his pocket, "By the way, you also hate me for patting your head?"

Alice didn't respond immediately, she patted the devices lightly first, and suddenly, under a burst of light, the devices stood in front of the two of them.

After doing this, she gave an answer.

Shaking her head slightly, it was difficult for Alice to guess her mood at this time from her face that had turned into a zombie again when she spoke.

"If it's you, master, I won't hate you."

"real?"

Alice nodded confidently.

So Lynch was a little puzzled.

"Then why did you blow me up just now? Do you know how hard it is to pick steel balls!"

Facing Lynch's helpless gaze, Alice suddenly showed that sweet smile again: "Because I want to try to say that line once."

Not to mention how many times Lynch pinched her face and flicked her forehead.

no count.

When the two returned to the club, Alice's forehead was obviously red, and Lynch's clothes were also severely damaged.

The specific situation is roughly like this: except that the cloth strips covering the vital parts are still intact, the only half of the leather shoes on his feet look no different from the mop.

Obviously, the state of the two told the Second King that the two had a fierce battle just now, but the Second King thinks it is more important to tell them the predicament he is in: after he came back, he was eating cake and singing sideways. A pile of broken copper and iron fell from the sky on her body, and the pile of scrap iron still smelled like the mud of the jungle. Just a second before the two of them came back, she had just pinched to death a bird that was flying back and forth in front of her. small bug.

She slapped the floor frantically with one hand, and held up the half of the unfinished cake with the other that survived.

"Boss! Something is wrong with our family! A big lump of this is leaking from the ceiling!"

Just as she was about to go upstairs to take a shower, when she heard Second Emperor's voice, Lynch immediately set her eyes on the cake she was holding up high.

"A big piece of cake fell?" He shifted his gaze to Alice, and snapped his fingers in surprise, "The candy house is okay, Alice, have you ever pretended to be a witch who ate children?"

Alice, who was about to make dinner, stopped in place when she heard the words. She thought about it seriously, and then checked the external memory storage device.

"I have been a witch before," Alice said, looking at the content on the recording board, "but I have never eaten a child, but I was once burned to death by a brother and sister who played the role of a witch when I had nothing to do."

As soon as the words fell, II suddenly shouted in shock.

"Oh my god, I seem to know those brothers and sisters, their surname is Green!"

"...Can you two leave me with some thoughts about fairy tales?"

After saying something fierce to the two of them, Lynch clutched his forehead and went into the bathroom.

Seeing Lynch reacting so aggressively, II pointed to the direction where he left and looked at Alice: "Did I make him angry?"

Alice shook her head: "No, the master just thinks that talking about certain topics with a creature like you that has lived too long is too cognition-destructive."

The second curled his lips: "Aren't you also..."

Before the words fell, the equipment hill collapsed with a "crash", completely burying the second generation in it.

The only thing exposed outside is the arm of the Second King holding the cake high.

After taking a bath, most of Lynch's feeling of being disillusioned by fairy tales disappeared, and for some unknown reason, he even had a subtle illusion that he was interested in the history in the eyes of the longevity species.

Temporarily suppressing the idea of ​​going to the second generation to talk about "real history", he came to the kitchen and found Alice who was busy.

"like……"

"Punishment is certainly to be done, but the master's meal is more important."

Lynch: "..."

Although he could go by himself, considering Alice's rich experience in this area, Lynch finally suppressed the idea of ​​leaving.

Of course, the more important thing is that he can smell the aroma of the food. Some people have such a problem: they can't walk when they smell the aroma.

"What's for dinner? I was thinking about whether to go to the shepherd's house for a meal."

Lynch's words made Alice's body stiffen suddenly.

This action did not escape Lynch's eyes, or in other words, this kind of reaction was very intense compared to Alice, so it was hard not to be noticed.

Lynch coughed twice, and quickly gave an explanation: "I mean, let's go for a meal, and you just have a rest, every day..."

Before he finished speaking, Lynch realized something was wrong.

Alice is very concerned about her job as a servant, and it can even be said that this job is more important than her life. If Lynch's position as the master is the top of the pyramid in her heart, then the work of taking care of the master is the supporting tower As for herself, Lynch has reason to believe that her attitude towards herself is not as good as that of laborers who fell to their deaths due to exhaustion during the construction of the pyramid.

"I eat your cooking every day, and I can't always prove how good your craftsmanship is. Occasionally, I try to eat meals made by other people's homes. This is very convenient to have an objective and clear understanding of your excellent craftsmanship. , I mean it."

Putting a casserole on the table, Alice glanced at her master and said expressionlessly.

"Today we eat stewed pigeon."

Following Alice's voice, the pigeon lying in the casserole suddenly let out a cooing sound.

Immediately afterwards, it raised its hairless head from the steaming soup, and bowed its head to Lynch in the steaming mist.

"Master, please feel at ease to taste. The recent work has made me very confident in the quality of my meat."

Lynch couldn't sit still and slid under the table.

When he stabilized his body and looked at the casserole again, the bald pigeon with a smell of meat had already lay back in the soup, and beside the small casserole, the raven who regarded himself as a pigeon He stood there politely.

It straightened up and stared into Lynch's eyes.

"Miss Alice instructed me to scare you, master. As a tool, I should bear the secondary responsibility."

boom!

The body was separated with a knife.

There was no horror scene of blood splattering, the raven just died there, and beside it, another raven jumped out cooing.

"If one of my pigeons dies, there are tens of millions more..."

"Let's go, let's go..." While stopping Alice, who was about to chop the raven with a knife, Lynch hurriedly interrupted its yawn, "By the way, why did you pop up all of a sudden? I haven't called you yet." .”

"It's my job duties."

As he said that, the raven tapped its own head with its wings, and suddenly it looked like a documentary.

Compared with the last time, the projection is enough to play without relying on the screen, and those pictures are no longer incoherent like old movies.

"The follow-up report of this transaction has been released, does the owner need a summary explanation?"

"Go ahead." Lynch nodded.

"After returning, the trader's physique mutated due to the special catastrophe. As far as monks are concerned, this is quite a surprising development, so she needs to retreat and consolidate for at least ten years; while Mu Xinyi and her father returned to the shepherd's house The main family is preparing for the punishment of lying to the club."

"Ready for punishment?" Lynch raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "They don't want to deal with the family disaster, but they care about us the most."

"That's because Miss Alice's prestige is still there."

The moment he said this, Lynch heard a crisp sound of steel shattering. It was not surprising that it was Alice who broke the kitchen knife.

But this time she didn't come over to chop the raven with a knife, she just changed a new knife silently.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I've figured out how to punish that side."

Lynch suddenly made a decision to make Alice turn around and look at him. To the former's shock, even if she focused her gaze on him, Alice's hands were still cutting vegetables without any delay. The exquisiteness shows her chef's temperament that she doesn't care whether she cooks or not.

"Don't respond..."

Just as he was talking, Er Shi suddenly broke in from outside the kitchen.

"Boss, boss, I just said to clean up, but I saw a stranger wandering outside the door!"