Chapter 2168: Miss Black Cat
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Mara anxiously followed Vicky towards the backstage. The opera actors on the stage clenched their fists to give her silent encouragement and blessings.
"Does the captain want to lock me up for a fight? I'm so cute, maybe not?" Mara thought wildly in her heart, and followed Vicky into a separate room.
Click.
Vicky closed the door and locked it back by the way.
Mara stepped back and leaned against the wall, looking at Vicky a little nervously.
Vickey head gave her a wonderful feeling, sometimes gentle and kind, like a caring young lady, who would patiently teach her how to pronounce and how to sing.
Sometimes it was like a stern teacher who would draw out a thick and long pointer to teach her at any time, which made her a little scared.
However, Captain Vicky’s singing drama is so nice, like a natural sound, and she acts like a real Miss Black Cat, which makes her very admired.
So now being stared at by Vicky, she is a little scared, and a little expectant, will the head of the group agree to her request?
"Do you know what happened outside? Why have the streets been noisy these past two days." Vicky asked.
"Huh?" Mara was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect the head of the group to suddenly ask a question that was totally unacceptable. After thinking about it, he felt that this must be a test of the head of her. The observation is meticulous.
"I heard that there is going to be a war. There are demons coming to eat us, especially those little fat guys who like to eat, so His Majesty ordered everyone to cut down the peach trees and hand them in, saying that he was going to the north to fight the devil. Yeah." Mara said seriously.
This is what the young lady told her in the morning, so she missed a bowl of rice for breakfast.
Vickey stared at Mara for a while, but still felt that there was no logic at all.
"Where can I get the latest news around here?" Vicky asked.
"That must be the Romo Street Information Exchange Center!" Mara blurted out.
"There is such a place?" Vicky frowned, a little surprised.
"Yes, just under the big trees on the streets of Romo, after dinner every day, a large number of grandpas and aunts gather to exchange the latest news they heard today, and then pack them into rumours." Mara points Said with a little head.
Vickey squinted slightly, not sure if this guy was entertaining herself.
Mara blinked her eyes, a little nervous, wondering if she said something wrong.
"Go out, learn how to hang your voice with Ibaka today." Vicky held her forehead and signaled Mara to go out.
"Okay!" Mara nodded happily and opened the door to go out. It seems that the head of the group still agreed to let her stay.
"It seems I still have to go out and see by myself."
Vickey tiptoes took a small jacket from the hanger, put it on, put on a hat, and took a few silver coins with her before she went out.
"Head, do you want to go out?"
Uncle Ibaka, who was teaching Mara to hang her voice, looked at Vicky in her coat and asked.
"Yes, I want to go out. The performance at noon is cancelled and I will give you a half-day holiday." Vicky said, and went out without looking back.
The performers of the opera troupe who were rehearsing looked at each other. It was only the second day after the opening, why did the head of the opera company let him rest?
Know that these two days are the most glorious moments of their career.
The number of guests who watched the show last night exceeded 20. Although most of them were neighbors in the neighborhood, the ticket income of 500 copper coins made me cry.
Although only eight guests came to watch the performance this morning, it was in the morning after all. No one expected it. It should be better at noon and night.
The head of is the soul of the whole pattern. Without her, Miss Black Cat cannot continue to perform.
"Okay, everyone continues to rehearse, and in the evening we will present a nice opera to the audience." Ibaka clapped his hands and let everyone continue to rehearse.
Vickey went out and went to the street under the tree first.
The grandfathers and aunts who had eaten lunch had indeed gathered, and they were quite exaggerated and shocking rumors when they spoke.
Vickey lowered the brim of her hat and listened for a while. This is indeed the place where the rumors were made. In ten minutes, she had heard a few ordinary news, after some discussion, they were processed into horrible rumors.
However, the topics of the grandparents basically did not exceed the three nearby streets.
Vickey stood up in silence, stood at the street for a while, and stopped a carriage.
"Go to the nearest intelligence post." Vicky said.
"Okay." The coachman agreed.
Ten minutes later, Vicky got off the bus, looked at the small intelligence station in front of him, paid the fare, and walked into the station.
Ten minutes later, Vicky walked out of the inn, still holding a kraft paper bag in her hand, and stopped a carriage again to return to the opera house.
Vickey shut herself in the room and carefully read the news about the devil and the war in the north.
"The devil, the Million Undead Legion, are they ancient invaders recorded in ancient books? But aren't they sealed?" Vicky frowned, her delicate fingers tapping lightly on the information.
This is a message bought for five silver coins, and the content is very limited.
However, the excitement in Luodu in recent days is indeed related to the devil.
It is said that all ethnic groups have formed a coalition army northward, ready to fight the devil and the undead army.
In the past two days, the guards confiscated peach trees and glutinous rice from house to house. They were sent to the front line. Those who dared to hide themselves were punished as treason.
"How can this be good? If the devil is really a sealed intruder in ancient times, do you want Grandpa to report it?"
Vickey is holding her chin, a little tangled.
She finally ran out, before she had time to do a career, why did she run into the devil with short eyes?
Asi!
Vicky clenched her fists.
She doesn’t want to care about any invaders, but if that stupid big guy has tossed Nolan Continent away, then who would watch her opera!
She began to make an oath, saying that she would build the most successful opera company.
Now it’s hard to find an opera house where you can stay, and there are a group of lovely audiences, but this kind of thing suddenly appears.
"No, I have to see it myself, and I can't easily expose my position, otherwise my grandfather will definitely send someone to catch me back."
Vicky got up, walked toward the corner, and buckled twice on the wall.
Click.
With a clear mechanical sound, a small door popped out from the flat wall, revealing a small cabinet.
There are only two things in the cabinet, a shiny, technologically sensitive silver watch, and a silver metal stick.
Vickey took the silver watch and put it on her hand ‘pop’, the strap automatically contracted to the proper tightness.
The dial lights up, and a virtual screen pops up, with a spaceship in the center of the screen.
Spacecraft parameters and status are normal...
A line of small characters floats quickly.
Vickey put down her sleeves, covered the watch, and then picked up the remaining silver metal stick, placed it in a close-fitting bag, and snapped the door on the wall.
"The evening performance is also cancelled, and today is a holiday."
Vicky said, and went out again.
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Mara anxiously followed Vicky towards the backstage. The opera actors on the stage clenched their fists to give her silent encouragement and blessings.
"Does the captain want to lock me up for a fight? I'm so cute, maybe not?" Mara thought wildly in her heart, and followed Vicky into a separate room.
Click.
Vicky closed the door and locked it back by the way.
Mara stepped back and leaned against the wall, looking at Vicky a little nervously.
Vickey head gave her a wonderful feeling, sometimes gentle and kind, like a caring young lady, who would patiently teach her how to pronounce and how to sing.
Sometimes it was like a stern teacher who would draw out a thick and long pointer to teach her at any time, which made her a little scared.
However, Captain Vicky’s singing drama is so nice, like a natural sound, and she acts like a real Miss Black Cat, which makes her very admired.
So now being stared at by Vicky, she is a little scared, and a little expectant, will the head of the group agree to her request?
"Do you know what happened outside? Why have the streets been noisy these past two days." Vicky asked.
"Huh?" Mara was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect the head of the group to suddenly ask a question that was totally unacceptable. After thinking about it, he felt that this must be a test of the head of her. The observation is meticulous.
"I heard that there is going to be a war. There are demons coming to eat us, especially those little fat guys who like to eat, so His Majesty ordered everyone to cut down the peach trees and hand them in, saying that he was going to the north to fight the devil. Yeah." Mara said seriously.
This is what the young lady told her in the morning, so she missed a bowl of rice for breakfast.
Vickey stared at Mara for a while, but still felt that there was no logic at all.
"Where can I get the latest news around here?" Vicky asked.
"That must be the Romo Street Information Exchange Center!" Mara blurted out.
"There is such a place?" Vicky frowned, a little surprised.
"Yes, just under the big trees on the streets of Romo, after dinner every day, a large number of grandpas and aunts gather to exchange the latest news they heard today, and then pack them into rumours." Mara points Said with a little head.
Vickey squinted slightly, not sure if this guy was entertaining herself.
Mara blinked her eyes, a little nervous, wondering if she said something wrong.
"Go out, learn how to hang your voice with Ibaka today." Vicky held her forehead and signaled Mara to go out.
"Okay!" Mara nodded happily and opened the door to go out. It seems that the head of the group still agreed to let her stay.
"It seems I still have to go out and see by myself."
Vickey tiptoes took a small jacket from the hanger, put it on, put on a hat, and took a few silver coins with her before she went out.
"Head, do you want to go out?"
Uncle Ibaka, who was teaching Mara to hang her voice, looked at Vicky in her coat and asked.
"Yes, I want to go out. The performance at noon is cancelled and I will give you a half-day holiday." Vicky said, and went out without looking back.
The performers of the opera troupe who were rehearsing looked at each other. It was only the second day after the opening, why did the head of the opera company let him rest?
Know that these two days are the most glorious moments of their career.
The number of guests who watched the show last night exceeded 20. Although most of them were neighbors in the neighborhood, the ticket income of 500 copper coins made me cry.
Although only eight guests came to watch the performance this morning, it was in the morning after all. No one expected it. It should be better at noon and night.
The head of is the soul of the whole pattern. Without her, Miss Black Cat cannot continue to perform.
"Okay, everyone continues to rehearse, and in the evening we will present a nice opera to the audience." Ibaka clapped his hands and let everyone continue to rehearse.
Vickey went out and went to the street under the tree first.
The grandfathers and aunts who had eaten lunch had indeed gathered, and they were quite exaggerated and shocking rumors when they spoke.
Vickey lowered the brim of her hat and listened for a while. This is indeed the place where the rumors were made. In ten minutes, she had heard a few ordinary news, after some discussion, they were processed into horrible rumors.
However, the topics of the grandparents basically did not exceed the three nearby streets.
Vickey stood up in silence, stood at the street for a while, and stopped a carriage.
"Go to the nearest intelligence post." Vicky said.
"Okay." The coachman agreed.
Ten minutes later, Vicky got off the bus, looked at the small intelligence station in front of him, paid the fare, and walked into the station.
Ten minutes later, Vicky walked out of the inn, still holding a kraft paper bag in her hand, and stopped a carriage again to return to the opera house.
Vickey shut herself in the room and carefully read the news about the devil and the war in the north.
"The devil, the Million Undead Legion, are they ancient invaders recorded in ancient books? But aren't they sealed?" Vicky frowned, her delicate fingers tapping lightly on the information.
This is a message bought for five silver coins, and the content is very limited.
However, the excitement in Luodu in recent days is indeed related to the devil.
It is said that all ethnic groups have formed a coalition army northward, ready to fight the devil and the undead army.
In the past two days, the guards confiscated peach trees and glutinous rice from house to house. They were sent to the front line. Those who dared to hide themselves were punished as treason.
"How can this be good? If the devil is really a sealed intruder in ancient times, do you want Grandpa to report it?"
Vickey is holding her chin, a little tangled.
She finally ran out, before she had time to do a career, why did she run into the devil with short eyes?
Asi!
Vicky clenched her fists.
She doesn’t want to care about any invaders, but if that stupid big guy has tossed Nolan Continent away, then who would watch her opera!
She began to make an oath, saying that she would build the most successful opera company.
Now it’s hard to find an opera house where you can stay, and there are a group of lovely audiences, but this kind of thing suddenly appears.
"No, I have to see it myself, and I can't easily expose my position, otherwise my grandfather will definitely send someone to catch me back."
Vicky got up, walked toward the corner, and buckled twice on the wall.
Click.
With a clear mechanical sound, a small door popped out from the flat wall, revealing a small cabinet.
There are only two things in the cabinet, a shiny, technologically sensitive silver watch, and a silver metal stick.
Vickey took the silver watch and put it on her hand ‘pop’, the strap automatically contracted to the proper tightness.
The dial lights up, and a virtual screen pops up, with a spaceship in the center of the screen.
Spacecraft parameters and status are normal...
A line of small characters floats quickly.
Vickey put down her sleeves, covered the watch, and then picked up the remaining silver metal stick, placed it in a close-fitting bag, and snapped the door on the wall.
"The evening performance is also cancelled, and today is a holiday."
Vicky said, and went out again.
Mara anxiously followed Vicky towards the backstage. The opera actors on the stage clenched their fists to give her silent encouragement and blessings."Does the captain want to lock me up for a fight? I'm so cute, maybe not?" Mara thought wildly in her heart, and followed Vicky into a separate room.Click.Vicky closed the door and locked it back by the way.Mara stepped back and leaned against the wall, looking at Vicky a little nervously.Vickey head gave her a wonderful feeling, sometimes gentle and kind, like a caring young lady, who would patiently teach her how to pronounce and how to sing.Sometimes it was like a stern teacher who would draw out a thick and long pointer to teach her at any time, which made her a little scared.However, Captain Vicky's singing drama is so nice, like a natural sound, and she acts like a real Miss Black Cat, which makes her very admired.So now being stared at by Vicky, she is a little scared, and a little expectant, will the head of the group agree to her request?"Do you know what happened outside? Why have the streets been noisy these past two days." Vicky asked."Huh?" Mara was stunned for a while, but she didn't expect the head of the group to suddenly ask a question that was totally unacceptable. After thinking about it, he felt that this must be a test of the head of her. The observation is meticulous."I heard that there is going to be a war. There are demons coming to eat us, especially those little fat guys who like to eat, so His Majesty ordered everyone to cut down the peach trees and hand them in, saying that he was going to the north to fight the devil. Yeah." Mara said seriously.This is what the young lady told her in the morning, so she missed a bowl of rice for breakfast.Vickey stared at Mara for a while, but still felt that there was no logic at all."Where can I get the latest news around here?" Vicky asked."That must be the Romo Street Information Exchange Center!" Mara blurted out."There is such a place?" Vicky frowned, a little surprised."Yes, just under the big trees on the streets of Romo, after dinner every day, a large number of grandpas and aunts gather to exchange the latest news they heard today, and then pack them into rumours." Mara points Said with a little head.Vickey squinted slightly, not sure if this guy was entertaining herself.Mara blinked her eyes, a little nervous, wondering if she said something wrong."Go out, learn how to hang your voice with Ibaka today." Vicky held her forehead and signaled Mara to go out."Okay!" Mara nodded happily and opened the door to go out. It seems that the head of the group still agreed to let her stay."It seems I still have to go out and see by myself."Vickey tiptoes took a small jacket from the hanger, put it on, put on a hat, and took a few silver coins with her before she went out."Head, do you want to go out?"Uncle Ibaka, who was teaching Mara to hang her voice, looked at Vicky in her coat and asked."Yes, I want to go out. The performance at noon is cancelled and I will give you a half-day holiday." Vicky said, and went out without looking back.The performers of the opera troupe who were rehearsing looked at each other. It was only the second day after the opening, why did the head of the opera company let him rest?Know that these two days are the most glorious moments of their career.The number of guests who watched the show last night exceeded 20. Although most of them were neighbors in the neighborhood, the ticket income of 500 copper coins made me cry.Although only eight guests came to watch the performance this morning, it was in the morning after all. No one expected it. It should be better at noon and night.The head of is the soul of the whole pattern. Without her, Miss Black Cat cannot continue to perform."Okay, everyone continues to rehearse, and in the evening we will present a nice opera to the audience." Ibaka clapped his hands and let everyone continue to rehearse.Vickey went out and went to the street under the tree first.The grandfathers and aunts who had eaten lunch had indeed gathered, and they were quite exaggerated and shocking rumors when they spoke.Vickey lowered the brim of her hat and listened for a while. This is indeed the place where the rumors were made. In ten minutes, she had heard a few ordinary news, after some discussion, they were processed into horrible rumors.However, the topics of the grandparents basically did not exceed the three nearby streets.Vickey stood up in silence, stood at the street for a while, and stopped a carriage."Go to the nearest intelligence post." Vicky said."Okay." The coachman agreed.Ten minutes later, Vicky got off the bus, looked at the small intelligence station in front of him, paid the fare, and walked into the station.Ten minutes later, Vicky walked out of the inn, still holding a kraft paper bag in her hand, and stopped a carriage again to return to the opera house.Vickey shut herself in the room and carefully read the news about the devil and the war in the north."The devil, the Million Undead Legion, are they ancient invaders recorded in ancient books? But aren't they sealed?" Vicky frowned, her delicate fingers tapping lightly on the information.This is a message bought for five silver coins, and the content is very limited.However, the excitement in Luodu in recent days is indeed related to the devil.It is said that all ethnic groups have formed a coalition army northward, ready to fight the devil and the undead army.In the past two days, the guards confiscated peach trees and glutinous rice from house to house. They were sent to the front line. Those who dared to hide themselves were punished as treason."How can this be good? If the devil is really a sealed intruder in ancient times, do you want Grandpa to report it?"Vickey is holding her chin, a little tangled.She finally ran out, before she had time to do a career, why did she run into the devil with short eyes?Asi!Vicky clenched her fists.She doesn't want to care about any invaders, but if that stupid big guy has tossed Nolan Continent away, then who would watch her opera!She began to make an oath, saying that she would build the most successful opera company.Now it's hard to find an opera house where you can stay, and there are a group of lovely audiences, but this kind of thing suddenly appears."No, I have to see it myself, and I can't easily expose my position, otherwise my grandfather will definitely send someone to catch me back."Vicky got up, walked toward the corner, and buckled twice on the wall.Click.With a clear mechanical sound, a small door popped out from the flat wall, revealing a small cabinet.There are only two things in the cabinet, a shiny, technologically sensitive silver watch, and a silver metal stick.Vickey took the silver watch and put it on her hand pop', the strap automatically contracted to the proper tightness.The dial lights up, and a virtual screen pops up, with a spaceship in the center of the screen.Spacecraft parameters and status are normal...A line of small characters floats quickly.Vickey put down her sleeves, covered the watch, and then picked up the remaining silver metal stick, placed it in a close-fitting bag, and snapped the door on the wall."The evening performance is also cancelled, and today is a holiday."Vicky said, and went out again.
