Chapter 251
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Lift a huge container onto the transport belt. Inside, a parrot like bird Warcraft heads sideways and curiously observes Locke working outside the cage.
"Locke! It's time for lunch!" Harris's voice came from the side of the cage container as high as a mountain.
"Well, I see!" Locke replied at the top of his voice and went to the cage where the parrot and Warcraft were kept. Before the beast reacted, Locke pulled down two of the three pink ears on his head.
"Gu ~ Gu ~" the Warcraft that lost two heads and ears was like being hit hard. It fluttered its wings and hid in the cage away from Locke.
"Two crimson feathers." Locke took out a small book from the space ring, secretly wrote it down, and casually put the crimson feather into a wooden box.
The work in the transfer area is a dirty and tiring job for others, because they have to face countless Warcraft and exotic creatures all day, but for Locke, this is his paradise for fishing for oil and water.
After a little packing, Locke put on a clean dress, went out to find Harris and went to dinner with him.
His little moves don't tell others. Harris and Molly see it in their eyes. Locke is not a stingy person. If he earns a cent, he won't treat his own people badly. It can be regarded as blocking their mouth.
It is not uncommon for the staff in the transfer area to take advantage of their position to make profits for themselves. There are few completely clean people. Locke can only say that he has done more than anyone.
After all, he is the only high-level knight who dares to take their organs when Warcraft is awake.
Just now, the red parrot, the strength of intermediate Warcraft, even if it is branded with soul, is not something that magicians can act rashly. They can't dare to start until they sprinkle all kinds of weakening magic.
"Where to eat?" Locke put his arm on Harris' shoulder and said with a smile that they have known each other for a long time these days. Harris at the middle apprenticeship level is obedient to Locke.
"Go to the second floor of Santa college." Harris suggested.
"OK!" As if thinking of the secret Warthog legs on the second floor of Santa college, Locke licked his lips.
Santa's welfare treatment for its internal magicians is so good that Locke, a knight, is jealous.
Not to mention the package accommodation, each meal provides free ingredients below the intermediate level of Warcraft. The focus is unlimited. It can't be better for Locke, a big stomach king.
Locke, who has become the experimental assistant of the official magician master Ashar, now has the qualification to enter the holy tower at will, and can enter and leave the holy tower. The restrictions on Locke by the holy tower college are also lifted.
Locke can now change into a magician's robe and act as a fake student.
The work in the operation area is mainly busy in the morning, because new slave creatures will be delivered in the early morning. In the afternoon, most of them are registration work. Locke won't go. Harris and Molly are enough.
"I have to go to Lord Ashar this afternoon. I'll give it to you in the operation area." Locke wiped his mouth with his napkin and said to Harris opposite him.
"Don't worry." Harris nodded. Both he and Molly knew that Locke was now an assistant under a formal magician.
"By the way, what's the official magician's name?" Harris asked curiously. Locke hadn't told them before.
"It's a female magician named Ashar." Locke replied.
"Who?!" Harris choked on caviar in his throat. "Cough, say it again?"
"Lord Ashar, what's the matter?" Asked Locke suspiciously.
Harris did not answer him, but gave Locke a compassionate look.
"Good luck." Harris spit out a sentence without a head.
"What's going on?" Locke grabbed Harris by the collar and asked, is Lord Ashar famous among the magic apprentices?
"It is said that the Ashar adult has not taken an apprentice so far, only experimental assistants." Harris said, "and those apprentice level experimental assistants rarely stick to it for two months."
"Why? Is Lord Ashar too strict?" Asked Locke.
"No, because they can't stand being transformed into freaks." Harris replied.
"An unlucky guy once saw off his legs and transplanted the roots of an ancient tree by Lord Ashar. Only half a month later, the guy died." As if remembering the tragedy at that time, Harris had no appetite to eat and put down the spoon with caviar in his hand.
Locke suddenly felt numb on his scalp. He remembered what the magician said to him at the beginning when he saw the magician Ashar, "experimental materials?", Locke fought a cold war.
"Santa doesn't care?" Formal magicians can squeeze the use value of magic apprentices. If human life is involved, the holy tower will never ignore it.
"Anyway, I heard that Lord Ashar was fined a large amount of energy spar after that." Harris said.
The life of a magic apprentice is even equated with the mineral energy spar. It must be said that it is ironic in the real world.
"Lord Ashar's strength belongs to the top position among first-class magicians. It's not too much to have some privileges." Harris looks very open. He has studied in the holy tower for nearly ten years. He hasn't seen anything. He hasn't seen it for a long time.
Even Angelina didn't expect that the job she introduced to Locke would be so dangerous. Originally, she thought that Lord Ashar was the sister of her mentor, so she took the task with her mentor.
After lunch, Locke didn't stop too much and went to the 82nd floor of the holy tower with his own things. Since he already knew that Lord Ashar was so evil, how dare he be late.
Lord Ashar's door key Locke has one in his hand, which was given by Lord Ashar when he left that night, but that's all. Locke's scope of activities is limited to the living room, whether it's the alchemy laboratory, the meditation room, or yuansuchi. He is not qualified to enter.
The moment Locke entered the door, Ashar, who was meditating on his spiritual power, had sensed it.
"It's very early. Have you brought anything?" Still dressed in a black robe, Ashar came out of the meditation room.
"Yes!" Locke quickly bent down and took out most of the materials in his space ring, some of which were asked by Lord Ashar before, and some were Locke's own private possession.
There's no way. In front of life and money, Locke chose life. He can make money without money, and there's nothing without life.
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Lift a huge container onto the transport belt. Inside, a parrot like bird Warcraft heads sideways and curiously observes Locke working outside the cage.
"Locke! It's time for lunch!" Harris's voice came from the side of the cage container as high as a mountain.
"Well, I see!" Locke replied at the top of his voice and went to the cage where the parrot and Warcraft were kept. Before the beast reacted, Locke pulled down two of the three pink ears on his head.
"Gu ~ Gu ~" the Warcraft that lost two heads and ears was like being hit hard. It fluttered its wings and hid in the cage away from Locke.
"Two crimson feathers." Locke took out a small book from the space ring, secretly wrote it down, and casually put the crimson feather into a wooden box.
The work in the transfer area is a dirty and tiring job for others, because they have to face countless Warcraft and exotic creatures all day, but for Locke, this is his paradise for fishing for oil and water.
After a little packing, Locke put on a clean dress, went out to find Harris and went to dinner with him.
His little moves don't tell others. Harris and Molly see it in their eyes. Locke is not a stingy person. If he earns a cent, he won't treat his own people badly. It can be regarded as blocking their mouth.
It is not uncommon for the staff in the transfer area to take advantage of their position to make profits for themselves. There are few completely clean people. Locke can only say that he has done more than anyone.
After all, he is the only high-level knight who dares to take their organs when Warcraft is awake.
Just now, the red parrot, the strength of intermediate Warcraft, even if it is branded with soul, is not something that magicians can act rashly. They can't dare to start until they sprinkle all kinds of weakening magic.
"Where to eat?" Locke put his arm on Harris' shoulder and said with a smile that they have known each other for a long time these days. Harris at the middle apprenticeship level is obedient to Locke.
"Go to the second floor of Santa college." Harris suggested.
"OK!" As if thinking of the secret Warthog legs on the second floor of Santa college, Locke licked his lips.
Santa's welfare treatment for its internal magicians is so good that Locke, a knight, is jealous.
Not to mention the package accommodation, each meal provides free ingredients below the intermediate level of Warcraft. The focus is unlimited. It can't be better for Locke, a big stomach king.
Locke, who has become the experimental assistant of the official magician master Ashar, now has the qualification to enter the holy tower at will, and can enter and leave the holy tower. The restrictions on Locke by the holy tower college are also lifted.
Locke can now change into a magician's robe and act as a fake student.
The work in the operation area is mainly busy in the morning, because new slave creatures will be delivered in the early morning. In the afternoon, most of them are registration work. Locke won't go. Harris and Molly are enough.
"I have to go to Lord Ashar this afternoon. I'll give it to you in the operation area." Locke wiped his mouth with his napkin and said to Harris opposite him.
"Don't worry." Harris nodded. Both he and Molly knew that Locke was now an assistant under a formal magician.
"By the way, what's the official magician's name?" Harris asked curiously. Locke hadn't told them before.
"It's a female magician named Ashar." Locke replied.
"Who?!" Harris choked on caviar in his throat. "Cough, say it again?"
"Lord Ashar, what's the matter?" Asked Locke suspiciously.
Harris did not answer him, but gave Locke a compassionate look.
"Good luck." Harris spit out a sentence without a head.
"What's going on?" Locke grabbed Harris by the collar and asked, is Lord Ashar famous among the magic apprentices?
"It is said that the Ashar adult has not taken an apprentice so far, only experimental assistants." Harris said, "and those apprentice level experimental assistants rarely stick to it for two months."
"Why? Is Lord Ashar too strict?" Asked Locke.
"No, because they can't stand being transformed into freaks." Harris replied.
"An unlucky guy once saw off his legs and transplanted the roots of an ancient tree by Lord Ashar. Only half a month later, the guy died." As if remembering the tragedy at that time, Harris had no appetite to eat and put down the spoon with caviar in his hand.
Locke suddenly felt numb on his scalp. He remembered what the magician said to him at the beginning when he saw the magician Ashar, "experimental materials?", Locke fought a cold war.
"Santa doesn't care?" Formal magicians can squeeze the use value of magic apprentices. If human life is involved, the holy tower will never ignore it.
"Anyway, I heard that Lord Ashar was fined a large amount of energy spar after that." Harris said.
The life of a magic apprentice is even equated with the mineral energy spar. It must be said that it is ironic in the real world.
"Lord Ashar's strength belongs to the top position among first-class magicians. It's not too much to have some privileges." Harris looks very open. He has studied in the holy tower for nearly ten years. He hasn't seen anything. He hasn't seen it for a long time.
Even Angelina didn't expect that the job she introduced to Locke would be so dangerous. Originally, she thought that Lord Ashar was the sister of her mentor, so she took the task with her mentor.
After lunch, Locke didn't stop too much and went to the 82nd floor of the holy tower with his own things. Since he already knew that Lord Ashar was so evil, how dare he be late.
Lord Ashar's door key Locke has one in his hand, which was given by Lord Ashar when he left that night, but that's all. Locke's scope of activities is limited to the living room, whether it's the alchemy laboratory, the meditation room, or yuansuchi. He is not qualified to enter.
The moment Locke entered the door, Ashar, who was meditating on his spiritual power, had sensed it.
"It's very early. Have you brought anything?" Still dressed in a black robe, Ashar came out of the meditation room.
"Yes!" Locke quickly bent down and took out most of the materials in his space ring, some of which were asked by Lord Ashar before, and some were Locke's own private possession.
There's no way. In front of life and money, Locke chose life. He can make money without money, and there's nothing without life.
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Lift a huge container onto the transport belt. Inside, a parrot like bird Warcraft heads sideways and curiously observes Locke working outside the cage."Locke! It's time for lunch!" Harris's voice came from the side of the cage container as high as a mountain."Well, I see!" Locke replied at the top of his voice and went to the cage where the parrot and Warcraft were kept. Before the beast reacted, Locke pulled down two of the three pink ears on his head."Gu ~ Gu ~" the Warcraft that lost two heads and ears was like being hit hard. It fluttered its wings and hid in the cage away from Locke."Two crimson feathers." Locke took out a small book from the space ring, secretly wrote it down, and casually put the crimson feather into a wooden box.The work in the transfer area is a dirty and tiring job for others, because they have to face countless Warcraft and exotic creatures all day, but for Locke, this is his paradise for fishing for oil and water.After a little packing, Locke put on a clean dress, went out to find Harris and went to dinner with him.His little moves don't tell others. Harris and Molly see it in their eyes. Locke is not a stingy person. If he earns a cent, he won't treat his own people badly. It can be regarded as blocking their mouth.It is not uncommon for the staff in the transfer area to take advantage of their position to make profits for themselves. There are few completely clean people. Locke can only say that he has done more than anyone.After all, he is the only high-level knight who dares to take their organs when Warcraft is awake.Just now, the red parrot, the strength of intermediate Warcraft, even if it is branded with soul, is not something that magicians can act rashly. They can't dare to start until they sprinkle all kinds of weakening magic."Where to eat?" Locke put his arm on Harris' shoulder and said with a smile that they have known each other for a long time these days. Harris at the middle apprenticeship level is obedient to Locke."Go to the second floor of Santa college." Harris suggested."OK!" As if thinking of the secret Warthog legs on the second floor of Santa college, Locke licked his lips.Santa's welfare treatment for its internal magicians is so good that Locke, a knight, is jealous.Not to mention the package accommodation, each meal provides free ingredients below the intermediate level of Warcraft. The focus is unlimited. It can't be better for Locke, a big stomach king.Locke, who has become the experimental assistant of the official magician master Ashar, now has the qualification to enter the holy tower at will, and can enter and leave the holy tower. The restrictions on Locke by the holy tower college are also lifted.Locke can now change into a magician's robe and act as a fake student.The work in the operation area is mainly busy in the morning, because new slave creatures will be delivered in the early morning. In the afternoon, most of them are registration work. Locke won't go. Harris and Molly are enough."I have to go to Lord Ashar this afternoon. I'll give it to you in the operation area." Locke wiped his mouth with his napkin and said to Harris opposite him."Don't worry." Harris nodded. Both he and Molly knew that Locke was now an assistant under a formal magician."By the way, what's the official magician's name?" Harris asked curiously. Locke hadn't told them before."It's a female magician named Ashar." Locke replied."Who?!" Harris choked on caviar in his throat. "Cough, say it again?""Lord Ashar, what's the matter?" Asked Locke suspiciously.Harris did not answer him, but gave Locke a compassionate look."Good luck." Harris spit out a sentence without a head."What's going on?" Locke grabbed Harris by the collar and asked, is Lord Ashar famous among the magic apprentices?"It is said that the Ashar adult has not taken an apprentice so far, only experimental assistants." Harris said, "and those apprentice level experimental assistants rarely stick to it for two months.""Why? Is Lord Ashar too strict?" Asked Locke."No, because they can't stand being transformed into freaks." Harris replied."An unlucky guy once saw off his legs and transplanted the roots of an ancient tree by Lord Ashar. Only half a month later, the guy died." As if remembering the tragedy at that time, Harris had no appetite to eat and put down the spoon with caviar in his hand.Locke suddenly felt numb on his scalp. He remembered what the magician said to him at the beginning when he saw the magician Ashar, "experimental materials?", Locke fought a cold war."Santa doesn't care?" Formal magicians can squeeze the use value of magic apprentices. If human life is involved, the holy tower will never ignore it."Anyway, I heard that Lord Ashar was fined a large amount of energy spar after that." Harris said.The life of a magic apprentice is even equated with the mineral energy spar. It must be said that it is ironic in the real world."Lord Ashar's strength belongs to the top position among first-class magicians. It's not too much to have some privileges." Harris looks very open. He has studied in the holy tower for nearly ten years. He hasn't seen anything. He hasn't seen it for a long time.Even Angelina didn't expect that the job she introduced to Locke would be so dangerous. Originally, she thought that Lord Ashar was the sister of her mentor, so she took the task with her mentor.After lunch, Locke didn't stop too much and went to the 82nd floor of the holy tower with his own things. Since he already knew that Lord Ashar was so evil, how dare he be late.Lord Ashar's door key Locke has one in his hand, which was given by Lord Ashar when he left that night, but that's all. Locke's scope of activities is limited to the living room, whether it's the alchemy laboratory, the meditation room, or yuansuchi. He is not qualified to enter.The moment Locke entered the door, Ashar, who was meditating on his spiritual power, had sensed it."It's very early. Have you brought anything?" Still dressed in a black robe, Ashar came out of the meditation room."Yes!" Locke quickly bent down and took out most of the materials in his space ring, some of which were asked by Lord Ashar before, and some were Locke's own private possession.There's no way. In front of life and money, Locke chose life. He can make money without money, and there's nothing without life.---------------------------------------------Thank the readers of "jinlei447" for their two monthly tickets!
