Bai Zishi, who was steamed with hot water all over, yawned lazily, and suddenly a big towel fell on his head, and his temple hair was gently wiped by a pair of big hands: "Are you sleepy?"
"A little bit." Bai Zishi pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered.
"Go to sleep." Vincent dried Bai Zishi's hair carefully, and pushed him into the room. Bai Zishi was in a daze at this time, and he hadn't reacted when he was taken to the bed and covered with a quilt. His eyes accidentally glanced at the clock hanging on the wall - ten thirty-five.
The Asian orc man's eyes widened suddenly, Oops! There is also a geological prospecting class in the morning! Before Vincent left, he happened to see the expression on Bai Zishi's face: "What's wrong?"
The sub-orc man's dark eyes shifted to the orc man's face, a little flustered, the glistening eyes looked pitiful because of sleepiness: "...in the morning, I still have class..."
"..." Vincent laughed, knowing that it was because of him, his heart felt warm, and he stroked his hair with a generous palm, "It's okay, I will ask you for leave."
"En." Bai Zishi finally closed his eyes in peace, he didn't know what happened, he was extremely tired after the body weight, but within a few minutes, his even breathing could be heard on the bed.
Vincent then carefully opened the door and went downstairs. He picked up the purple eyes that had been thrown down due to passion from the carpet. Next chapter note, and out the door.
Passing through Beishi Street and passing through an alley, Vincent turned into an unremarkable shop. There is just a simple wooden sign at the door of this store, which reads: secret. Push the door open, and the inside is quite spacious and clean. There are all kinds of strange-shaped things placed on the glass counter, some are dry plants, and some are animal limbs. In the big tank next to it, a few bugs can still be seen.
An old gray-haired orc man was sitting behind the counter, pounding something with a small pestle. When someone opened the door, he didn't lift his head. He just said, "You can pick whatever you want."
"I've heard about your store..." Vincent considered his words, "My partner is petite..." There is no need to go on, as we both know each other well.
"Then it needs to be expanded and maintained." The sub-orc man at the counter said casually, pouring the crushed powder into a small jar and carefully putting it away. Then he raised his head and saw Wen Sen With a special look, surprise appeared on his face: "Expert Garcia!"
Vincent nodded, his expression unchanged.
The old Asian orc man at the counter looked more serious: "I heard that your partner seems to have relatively small bones, but I can't tell if I haven't actually seen him. This kind of thing can't be sloppy."
Vincent frowned involuntarily. He also understood what the esoteric doctor said, and he probably didn't just look at it. But with Bai's character... It's impossible for him to take off his clothes.
"Can't you just watch it?"
"You can come by yourself. I just need some basic data. Is this okay?" Looking at Vincent's face, the secret doctor knew that this way was not going to work. There are many people who are unwilling to come here. There is a set of instruments, although it is not as accurate as I estimated, but it is almost the same.
"Yes." Vincent nodded, and the secret doctor got up and went into the inner room to take a set of equipment back. "There are detailed instructions in it. When you get back the data, I can prepare the treatment for you."
Vincent handed out his card, took the set of instruments, and nodded. Taking back the card handed back by the esoteric doctor, he turned to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "I hope you can keep this matter a secret."
"We will keep every client secret." The esoteric doctor smiled. After all, this kind of thing can't be brought up on the table. As a esoteric doctor, keeping confidentiality for clients is one of the basic principles.
Vincent stepped out. The city streets are bustling with traffic, many orcs run in animal form, and many sub-orcs are driving cars, which is very lively.
Hmm...should buy a car for Bai. Vincent ignored the excited crowd who recognized him, turned his steps, and walked towards Nanshi Street. There seemed to be a shop there, and Ellen said that the cars in it were pretty good. Bai likes simple and generous ones, the most important thing is to be safe, the functions don’t need to be too fancy, and the ones that are easy to operate are the best.
While thinking about it, Vincent looked at the car and finally chose a bright H. This car has a silver-gray overall appearance, smooth body lines, and an automatic positioning system. As long as it is in the sub-city, the car's position will be automatically launched. To the receiver, it is a car specially designed for sub-orcs.
After paying the money, Vincent went to buy some vegetables, put them in the car, and the orc drove back home. When they got home, Bai Zishi was still asleep, and Vincent didn't wake him up, but went to the kitchen to cook the meal by himself. As soon as the table was set, Bai Zishi rubbed his eyes and walked down the stairs.
"Are you awake? Wash up and come over to eat."
Bai Zishi groaned, looked at the orcs busy underground and smiled, saying that Vincent really felt like a wife, but he didn't know at this moment that at night, Comrade "Wife" would press him down Do things that only men do. After dinner, Vincent went into the study, and Bai Zishi didn't care much while cleaning the dining table.
The orc hung a sign on the door: "Do Not Disturb." Then he swiftly opened the box given by the secret doctor, unfolded the instructions and began to read. After reading for a while, his brows furrowed tightly.
Um... stick this in? Do you want to gradually open it? Do you want to talk about your feelings in person? !
Know it's impossible without asking. Bai didn't seem to be generally resistant to this matter. Vincent rubbed his brows in distress, considering the possibility of knocking out the Little Asian orc man. After thinking about it, he still gave up. There must be a lot of things like this in the future. Could it be possible to keep it from Bai? It is not good for his body to make Bai faint with medicine for a long time.
Uh...how about making him feel tired? Thinking of Bai Zishi's limp appearance in the afternoon, the hand rubbing his brow stopped immediately, and Vincent laughed briskly, this is a good idea. However, not today, wait until tomorrow.
Bai Zishi had no idea that a certain orc who had a taste for the marrow had already used the name of taking care of his body, and wanted to do this to him again. In the afternoon is the practical class of Sigma, not only to attend the class, but also to hand in the homework assigned in the mining area last week.
Bai Zishi, who was absent from class, calmly accepted the crowd watching from his classmates, and tried his best to ignore the sound received by his ears--'Did you hear it? The Bourgeois Garcia is back! ''ah! No wonder Bai Zishi didn't come to class in the morning. ’ ‘That’s right, the Bo family is back, and I probably won’t be able to come if I want to. The Bo family must be very strong! ’ followed by a burst of tacit YD laughter.
==|||... Bai Zishi turned his head silently, wishing he could spit out a mouthful of blood. This is just missing a class, so people guessed like this. Most importantly, he guessed right. The Little orc man moved away from the talking group immediately, touched a piece of wool in another corner, and pretended to look carefully. Kenma rubbed against him funny, and poked him with her elbow: "What? Are you shy?"
=Dish=...You look shy!
"Okay, okay, seeing how worried you were before, it's fine when you come back." Kenma smiled and Shunmao, although he was more curious about this, but Bai seemed to be more shy.
"By the way, do you know? Registration for the Stone Gambler Examination has started." Kenma picked up a piece of wool, turned on her intensifier, shone on it, and carefully looked at Songhua on it.
Bai Zishi stopped checking the wool and turned his head: "What's going on? Isn't it going to be November? It's only August now."
"I don't know, it's going to be early anyway. My father told me." Ken Ma shrugged, "This is all stipulated by the Stone Gamblers Federation. Maybe they have something to do! Do you want to sign up? Although our kind It is very difficult to pass the first grade."
"Yes, I will sign up." Bai Zishi nodded, he couldn't wait to become a senior stone gambler, "Kenma, let's go together."
"I'm going too. My family said that even if I don't pass the exam, I still have to try and experience it." Kenma smiled, "Go back and check the information on the exam."
The Stone Gambler assessment is held every five years. Those who pass the assessment can become a first-level Stone Gambler Apprentice, and formally establish a file in the Stone Gambler Guild. After that, the Stone Gambler Apprentice can accept the tasks issued by the Stone Gambler Guild. To get the corresponding points, you also need to take part in the regular exams. If you pass the exams, you will get points according to the internal points rules. The assessment is divided into two parts, one part is the content of the written test, various test questions about jadeite wool, and it also involves geology and the like, which is more difficult, and the other part is the actual operation, that is, betting on stones. The place designated by the guild, candidates go to gamble on stones, although the assessment does not require any registration fee, but you still need to pay for the wool. Wool is divided into grades one to five, with Grade 1 performing weakly and Grade 5 performing best. Calculate whether you are betting up or betting down this time according to the level, that is to say, you bought the best wool of the fifth grade, but only solved the bean seeds with poor quality, then this is a betting down and will not be approved. If any part of these two parts of the assessment is not passed, the assessment will not be passed.
After reading the information that Kenma retrieved, Bai Zishi felt a little troubled. He wasn't afraid of the actual operation part, but a competition... It hasn't been long since he started school!
With his finger on the table, he fixed his gaze on the last line: If there are any exceptions, the final interpretation of this assessment belongs to the Stone Gamblers Federation.
What is the situation of this exception?