Sonalon lit a tranquil cigarette here.
This kind of tobacco is not the inferior cigarette made by the rats in the city now.
The tobacco he smoked was a legacy of human beings before the continent was ruled by the fog.
He leaned against the sofa and looked up at the ceiling with the cigarette smoking in front of his eyes.
It can calm his mind, but the pleasure and stimulation it can bring is much weaker than the laughter pill.
Sonallen didn't like to take laughter pills because he was tired of it.
"What's bothering you?"
A woman, who looks like she's in her 40s, walks out of the corner of the room and walks slowly to sonalen and sits next to him.
"One I may be killed by my sister. "
Sonellen's hand was on a woman's shoulder, a woman whose identity was one of those despicable human beings, but she had an unknown relationship with her.
He was one of the four rulers of the city, the embodiment of the fog.
In sonalen's eyes, man is his food But in sonalen's eyes, he was the most human fog of his brothers and sisters.
Because sonallen had similar desires to human beings. When he was young, he was eager for power and money. He also had a strong appetite. He was keen on trying all kinds of food, as well as the needs of women's bodies.
But these desires were so short in him that sonalen wanted to find more new stimuli.
He tried to take Huanxiao pills, which did bring him a period of pleasure, but the effect soon did not work on him.
Now, sonalen is not bored with It's probably this kind of "tranquility smoke" which is very rare in the city, and the woman beside her.
"Why? Didn't she come to see you for nearly years? "
The woman picked up a few bottles of wine from the table, poured them proportionally into the empty glass and, after a slight shake, handed them to sonalen.
"I've been wondering why people in this city don't get tired of the laughter pill, but I didn't expect that day." Sonellen took the drink from the woman and drank it down.
"We humans are not like you, something we never get tired of."
The woman said, glancing at the laughter pills piled up in the room, but her eyes were soon forced to look at sonalen.
"Yes! You're right, but once you find a replacement, you're in trouble. " Sonellen said, let go, said the woman.
"I can't think of anything to replace the laughter pill."
The woman did not feel frightened by sonalen's rude behavior. She took the glass that sonalen had drunk and began to make a second one.
"That's the thing."
Sonellen said and picked up a pristine on the table. The woman put down the wine bottle and glass in her hand. Sonalen put the crystal directly into her hand.
"I heard the use of this thing is to crush, you try." Sonalen said.
The strength of her hand, however, was too strong for her to crush the stone.
For a moment, the glory of the inscription shrouded her, and then quickly poured into her body.
"How do you feel when compared with the laughter pill?" Sonellen asked immediately.
"It feels wonderful." Said the woman, looking at her hands.
"Magic There's something new. "
Sonalon saw the little Tyrannosaurus interface that emerged in front of the woman, and it was the beginning of the double amputated dragon.
"What is this?"
Under the influence of curiosity and yearning for new things, sonalen reached out and grasped the handle floating in the air.
He pressed a key on the handle, and the picture changed instantly.
This makes sonalen press another button tentatively again, and the characters in the picture suddenly start to move forward.
"Interesting." He had never seen such magic.
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Abe put on the inspector's clothes again and went to the alchemist's workshop where the laughter mixture was made.
"Is this the workshop?"
The clothes on her chest wriggled for a moment, and an orange cat's head came out of it, looking up at the distant green building.
"Why do you have to hide here?"
Abe immediately pressed the orange cat back with his hand.
She has no sense of shame about her body. She is indifferent to both male and female concepts. She just feels that there is a group of hairy things on her chest, which is very uncomfortable.
"If you don't let this orange cat squat on your head, you can only do so."At this stage, Joshua is still controlling this orange cat. As for why this adult orange cat can hide in front of Abe's chest, it is of course that Shirley uses the magic of order.
As he was about to arrive at the alchemy room, Abe did not quarrel with the orange cat again.
On the other side, Joshua saw clearly through the orange cat's vision This alchemy workshop produces Huanxiao mixture.
"An alchemy workshop of this scale There's no reason to be in a city where even magic is deserted. "
Qian Mian sat on the long table beside Qiao Xiu's hand and looked at the distant building like a castle.
This is the "industrial area" of the city of Heibei. There are no human beings around.
"Maybe it was built before? But in the past, people in this city were extreme idealists Abe, who built this building? " Joshua inquired curiously about the grey girl.
"I don't know. This workshop has been here since I was born." Aibo said.
"It seems that we can only find clues in the workshop."
Once again, the orange cat got back into Abe's clothes and poked out half his head to see what was going on outside.
Abe had to put his arm around his abdomen to prevent the orange cat from slipping down suddenly.
As an inspector, she easily entered the interior of the alchemy workshop. It seems that her elder sister has not informed the news of Abe's mutiny.
The interior scenery of the alchemy workshop was beyond Qiao Xiu's expectation. The mechanical facilities here were absolutely not made by the craftsmen of Heibei city. Even if it was the city of Heibei in the past, it was impossible to produce such exquisite mechanical facilities.
"The green flames that gush out look like The fire of sin? " Shirley said to Josh, somewhat uncertain.
On the other side of Aibo's position, huge machinery spins with gears and inscriptions, powered by crushed protoliths, and jars of dark green glowing viscous liquid are poured into unknown mixing tanks.
People who don't know may think This is the production workshop of crime coke.
"We can only find the manager of this alchemy workshop and ask."
While Joshua was talking to Shirley, Abe was not idle.
In the alchemist's workshop, the man who guarded saw AI Bo's arrival and immediately met him in a hurry.
Abe used to be the head of the inspectors in this city.
"Lord arbor, what is the matter with your visit here?" A fat man asked her carefully.
"Take me to your ruler." Aibo said.
"But Lord sonallan has just given an order that whoever it is
"I'm ordering you, too."
Although Aibo lost his power, he still had full deterrent power. When a sharp tentacle was against the neck of the other party, he could only lead him gingerly to the position of the ruler of the workshop.
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