Chapter 223

Rolle got up early this morning, loosened the soil for the seeds in the yard, and then suddenly stood in the yard and began to think about life.

There seems to be nothing particularly important to do today?

All the meetings that should be held have been completed, the bonus promised by the speaker has been in place, and all his agents have been sent to cooperate with the spy investigation apostle organization of the Ministry of security. As a result, he, the spy leader, is actually idle today?

He thought again and decided to give the newly hired tutor a day off. Today, he will teach the little donkey himself.

The tutor was found by the manservant of the family, an old mother of science and truth sect, but rolle thought she was not very good. The more she taught the little donkey, the more stupid she became!

So he decided to fight in person today.

By the way, I also teach the little milk cat. I'm very busy on weekdays. I ignore this small hairball and relax my education on it.

Otherwise, why can't you become a beautiful girl now?

So after breakfast, he took the little donkey and the little milk cat to the study and asked them to sit down.

"How many words have you learned these days?"

Asked rolle.

The little donkey was stunned. He stretched out ten slender fingers and broke them one by one. He looked very serious.

He frowned slightly, shook his head and stretched out two fingers.

But anyway, she was still studying hard during this period. One hand was certainly not enough, so she took her feet like white silk stockings and ice cream to the chair and tried to take off her socks.

As a result, Rolle flipped her head impolitely.

"What have you learned? Counting can only break your fingers?"

"Then you will become a donkey again. How can you count? Do you still have fingers to break?"

Roar scolded fiercely.

The little donkey immediately covered his head and curled up. His big eyes flickered, and he was very wronged.

But even if she was reprimanded and saw the master angry, she still wanted to try her best to comfort the master and make the master happy.

So he wanted to drill into Rolle's arms.

The result was another brain collapse.

The little donkey doubted life very much.

Obviously, before the masters spoiled and loved themselves, how did it become like this after becoming a human girl?

The master used to boast of his cleverness and let himself rub and lick his face. Now how can he always dislike himself?

Obviously, I have worked hard to make my master happy. I am obedient and study hard every day.

It's just that human knowledge is really too complex. Learning for a while will make you dizzy and want to sleep.

He has tried very hard not to doze off, but the master is still unhappy.

Why?

Isn't it cute enough to be human?

So... How can I be more lovely?

The little donkey bowed his head and began to think about this new life. When rolle saw it, he thought she was wronged and was going to cry. He was not willing to say anything more. He turned his head and looked at the trembling little milk cat next to her.

"What about you? What have you learned after following me for so long?"

Kitten: "meow! Meow! Meow!"

While shouting, he rolled and sold cute on the chair, deliberately revealing his furry stomach, raised his small claws, exposed the pink meat pad, and seduced rolle to rub it.

"Alas... Forget it. After all, you're just a kitten."

Rolle shook his head, picked up the baby cat and rubbed his face.

"But why have you never grown up? Half a year has passed, or is it only this size?"

The baby cat listened and quickly drilled into his shirt pocket.

Luo Er was stunned and said with a smile:

"Also, it's better to be small and easy to carry."

The little donkey on one side looked at Rolle's attitude towards the little milk cat, thought about himself again, and seemed to understand something.

As soon as she lay down on the floor, she also imitated the appearance of the little milk cat, exposed her slender waist, raised her limbs, and kept shaking, regardless of the short skirt, which was almost rolled up to her waist.

The result was naturally a third brain collapse.

The little donkey couldn't bear it anymore and finally cried.

Why can't I just pick me up and rub?

I came first!

When rolle saw her cry, she couldn't help feeling distressed again. He quickly picked her up, put her back on the chair, gently rubbed her head and comforted her:

"Well, well, darling, don't cry, don't cry."

"I'll do it gently later."

The little donkey did not obey, but still cried.

If the master doesn't rub, he will cry all the time.

Rolle saw her eyes crying red, distressed and worried.

In a hurry, he quickly looked at his left hand to see if he could find some small toys to tease her.

This is how he used to deal with Kerry crying when she was a child.

Then he found the white bottle and took it out quickly.

"Well, well, Ameya doesn't cry. Look at this fun."

Rolle took the bottle in his hand and kept swinging, like some funny toy.

The little donkey was attracted and the tears stopped temporarily.

Rolle found it effective and put the bottle into her hand.

The little donkey picked up the bottle with both hands carefully, tilted his head slightly and blinked, as if thinking about how to play with the toy?

The shape of the bottle is the most common wine bottle. It is stick shaped as a whole, thin at one end and thick at the other.

How do you play with such toys?

It suddenly occurred to her that humans drink from bottles.

So he opened the small mouth of the cherry, put the mouth of the bottle close to his lips, stretched out his pink tongue, licked it gently, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Rolle inexplicably felt that this scene was very bad

He quickly took back the bottle and explained:

"No, this bottle is not used like this?"

The little donkey stared at him seriously and blinked, as if asking:

How do you use it?

It's so thin and so long. Don't you find a place to put it in?

She then looked down at her skirt

Rolle hurriedly said:

"Look, this bottle is used like this."

"It can make a clear and pleasant sound."

Then he flicked the bottle.

Ding!

The bottle made a brittle sound like jade collision.

Rolle, the little donkey and the little milk cat felt a sense of peace in their hearts.

This is a very comfortable and pleasant feeling.

For a time, they were all stunned in the study, motionless, savoring the unspeakable comfort at the bottom of their hearts.

And not only them, but also other busy servants and chefs in the villa have put down their work and stood in place.

This reaction also occurred in several other villas nearby.

The two businessmen were talking about business while drinking morning tea. They had been a little unhappy because of the price problem. At that moment, they were quiet.

A father was beating his son who was secretly wearing skirts and silk stockings. At that moment, he stopped. He even thought such a son was cute?

A husband was beating his wife and questioning whether her daughter was born. At that moment, he stopped, and even thought it was good not to be born.

They seem to be under some kind of mind control vicious spell, but they are not.

People affected by the bottle have no problems in thinking and consciousness.

But it was calm. No matter how angry and excited I was, I was calm for a moment.

This is the power of the white bottle.

There is no fancy and messy function. It is very simple. It is to calm things around in a certain range.

Its name is the bottle of tranquility

If only ordinary people pop the bottle, it may affect themselves and make them feel better.

If it is used by ADA, the coverage will be a little wider, and then it can calm the anger of nature such as storm, lightning and thunder.

However, if it is used by rolle, the effect and coverage will be exaggerated.

When rolle played it, chaos subsided and mental pollution was eliminated.

If evil gods are present, even evil gods cannot resist this calm.

The fat man intended to give the bottle to rolle. Perhaps it is because he uses the bottle that he can play the greatest value?

In fact, the duration of tranquility is not long. In theory, it is only a short moment.

If it is used by ordinary people, it may have an effect of one or two seconds. Go back and do what you should do.

However, due to the use of rolle, the quiet aftertaste can continue with the effect of inertia or trend. If it is not stimulated by other stimuli, it will remain calm for a long time.

Just like when a person is in a calm mood, his temper will change for a period of time.

After the surge of chaos is affected by it, it will also be depressed and will not continue to be restless, giving them time to deal with the aftermath.

About ten seconds later, the people affected by the bottle gradually recovered and no longer in a daze.

But the quiet aftertaste is still there.

Those who beat their wives and children have lost interest, and those who talk about business have lost interest.

Even rolle, who teased the little donkey, lost interest.

"Don't study today. Just play at home."

Rohr whispered and left the study.

The little milk cat lay lazily on the ground, didn't want to move like a salted fish, and let the owner go out by himself.

In fact, Rolle didn't want to move. He wanted to find a sofa and paralyze it for a day.

But he felt he had to go out and do nothing and wander at will.

This is the price of using the bottle of tranquility.

It's not too big. Before it was handed over, it had been polished very roundly by fat people. Compared with its power, this cost is very small, harmless, and complementary to its effect.

This is where the perfect relic is powerful.

However, while rolle was idling around, the Scholar Association exploded.

The whole tower of truth sounded a shrill alarm.

"High energy response detected!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! We've been attacked!"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

The imperial capital is a city with very tight defense. Especially after the previous attacks, the defense is more tight now. Extraordinary people will monitor every area of the imperial capital all day.

The moment rolle bounced the bottle, the transcendent in the distance was not affected by the tranquility, but felt a powerful fluctuation of power.

Someone launched an extremely powerful sacred object in the imperial capital.

The level should be second only to the reaction when the level 0 holy thing starts.

Extremely dangerous!

Nervous, they took it for granted as an enemy attack.

According to the existing theory, the more powerful the relic is, the more terrible the lethality is.

Defensive holy objects or auxiliary holy objects cannot create such fluctuations.

The return of the apostles?

"Summon the army and awaken the demigod!"

"Inform the police station and let them evacuate the people as soon as possible!"

"Ready to use 0-002! Open the unsealing process!"

Orders were given in the tower of truth, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

When rolle walked slowly out of his villa and was standing in the street newspaper booth rubbing people's magazines, several extraordinary people flew into the sky and a large number of heavily armed soldiers came to the ground.

The surrounding residents looked curiously and whispered.

But rolle didn't respond to this obviously wrong situation. He put down his magazine and continued to stroll along the street.

It was not until he wandered for half an hour and finally drank a cup of coffee in a street cafe that he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Shit! What happened just now? Why are so many soldiers gathering? And extraordinary people?"

Only then did he fulfill the price.

In fact, the last time he played the bottle in Shuangfeng fortress, he wandered around for a long time. He was secretly attacked by the tenth apostle with a spell. He didn't react until he found the strange cave and burned it completely.

When people are in a stable and comfortable mood and have nothing to do, the reflection arc will always grow.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong, there must be something wrong!"

Rolle's reflex arc returned to normal and immediately realized what was wrong.

"After using that bottle, I will become blind and foolish?"

"No wonder I feel very comfortable and happy. Why am I unhappy when I become a fool?"

"No, no, this thing can't be used in the future."

He quickly opened his left hand and stuffed the bottle into the deepest part.

This bottle may be useful in the future. You can't throw it away.

But I'm sure I can't take it out at any time.

Rolle left the cafe, put on a black-and-white mask on his face and hurried in the direction he came.

Soon, he saw a large number of soldiers blocking the villa where he lived, pulling wire mesh and building sandbags.

Rolle hurried over, found an officer with a rank on his shoulder, showed his ID and asked:

"What's going on inside? Why are we blocking this place?"

The officer shook his head, pointed to the extraordinary people flying around in the sky and replied:

"We don't know. We just follow orders."

"All I know is that the scholars' Association has issued the highest combat readiness instruction and asked us to surround this villa area."

"Maybe there are some powerful guys hidden in it? The kind that can threaten the safety of imperial capital?"

Rolle listened and thought for a while.

In this villa area, in addition to evya, are there hidden enemies?

I've lived here so long that I didn't find it?