Vol 15 Chapter 12 bad taste

Tony just thought he had a good night’s sleep.

He didn’t know how many middle-aged people in the world would do this, at least he would – every time he woke up from sleep, the joints all over his body began to protest. Every time you move it, it makes a rattling sound, which is quite annoying.

Even a rich man like him can’t get rid of this old problem, at least not until one day he transforms himself into a robot on a whim.

He sat up on the sofa in the Holy of Holies, touched his smooth head, and turned to look at Strange beside him. The Ma-faced Master was holding a glass of chocolate milk and drinking non-stop, his face was pale, and he was wrapped in a thick blanket.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Don’t talk to me just yet—shush.”

Strange stared attentively at the TV not far away, which was playing an old youth school drama. Tony has seen it, there are seven seasons in total, and the protagonists have acted from young to old.

The plot of the entire seven seasons can be roughly summarized as: a falls in love with b, b doesn’t like a like c, but c likes a. The story of the three people developed for a long time, and finally A finally woke up and chose to go to university with C. As a result, C was hit by B’s car at this time, a classic drama of love and hate.

This part of the plot took two seasons, and the screenwriter introduced d, e, and g in the third season. c survived, and then the seven people started messing with each other, and all kinds of operations that destroyed the three views kept going.

— By the way, by the way.

abcdeg are all female.

Tony Xu watched as the four women on TV were running down the street in tight-fitting long dresses in stormy weather, and then the four of them folded together and started doing **** on the street. He couldn’t help but start to twitch: “Strange, what’s so good about this?”

“You do not understand!”

Strange said excitedly: “My God, I’ve been chasing four seasons, and they’re finally going to be fruitful! But wouldn’t it be bad on the street? I mean, why not book a hotel or something? It’s weird that the other four like each other, but they’re all pretty…”

“You’re the kind of man who searches the Internet for **** videos, right?” Tony said weakly again. “Strange, can you tell me how the ritual went on? Besides, you’re a mage!”

“The ceremony went well, otherwise I wouldn’t have been drinking chocolate milk. It heals a small amount of mental damage, didn’t you notice how pale I was?”

Strange put down the glass and looked at Tony dissatisfiedly: “In addition, what happened to the mage? The mage can’t watch TV shows?”

Tony turned his head to look at the TV. Those four women were kissing each other on the rainy street, their makeup was all over, and their acting skills could be described as hot eyes.

However, he suddenly found that the four leading actors are in good shape, very good. The tight skirts soaked in the rain tightly wrapped them. Now, he began to understand why more than 60 viewers of this TV were male.

“Cough.” Tony coughed, posing as a gentleman. “He said that there is some contagious mental pollution in my brain, what is that? Parasite? He also said that it will eat my memory. Is there any loss of my memory?”

“Your memory is fine, actually, that thing doesn’t touch your memory. It just clears up part of your past pain in your brain, like what happened on your bachelor night. Looking back now, doesn’t it? So embarrassed?”

Tony stood up with twitching eyes, and he found that it was exactly what Strange said. Looking back on what happened on the single night now, he really didn’t feel so embarrassed and wanted to go back and strangle himself.

“So, this parasite is good?”

“That’s not a parasite.”

Strange shrugged. “I’d prefer to call it a small tentacle of a larger being. Actually, Tony, if you weren’t so sensitive and didn’t harbor so much pain in your heart, it would Probably won’t stick the tentacles into your head at all.”

“You really know how to chat.”

“To each other—oh, Ho’s back.”

Strange also stood up, a portal opened above their heads, and He Shenyan floated out with his hands behind his back. With no expression on his face, the first thing he did was glance at the TV, and then react exactly like Tony.

At this moment, the picture on the TV just happened to play until they quarreled again for some reason and tore each other’s clothes.

“Don’t tell me you’re chasing this kind of drama… Strange.” He Shenyan asked slightly gloomily. “You’re the kind of man who searches the internet for **** videos, right?”

Ma Mian raised his hand and threw the TV into the North Pole with a whimper.

“That’s the way it is. Those otherworldly visitors don’t need to worry anymore. The only remaining American politicians are all dead. As for that creature, I want to name it Yun Duo.”

He Shenyan held a heavy book in his hand and placed it on the bookshelf in the Holy of Holies. There is an introduction about the children of the stars and this little story. There is no such thing as insight. He just wrote it down and intends to leave it for later mages to watch.

“Then, now.”

He Shenyan turned around and glanced at Strange who was standing not far away. He said slowly, “We can start discussing why the connection between dimensions has become closer.”

Tony left early and flew away as soon as he knew he was fine. Pepper called him a dozen times as he performed the ceremony, the most recent being two hours ago. He Shenyan estimated that he had to sleep on the sofa tonight.

Strange made a gesture, and the scene in the Holy of Holies began to change. From the original antique to a completely pure white space.

He could have done something similar originally, but not as easily as he is now. After the Spirit of the Sanctuary woke up, he also recognized his identity as the Supreme Mage. This ancient building is really for him to drive at this time.

It can do many things, like create a space that cannot be eavesdropped on by anyone in the world. Although He Shenyan believes that this is simply superfluous.

“The connection between dimensions became close two years ago, Ho. Not long before I decided to enroll students again. At that time, I had just dealt with a conflict between African voodoo and wandering gypsies. They There was a war between the two sides in Africa, small but tragic.”

Strange raised his hand solemnly, and some images began to be extracted from his memory and appeared around him.