Chun was at a loss about what to do next when Aileen took the initiative to start the topic: "Miss, do you know? After miners get off work, they usually go to taverns to drink and watch dancers, and the owners often deliberately give away cocktails mixed with Red Dragon for free. Once miners drink them, they beco so excited that it’s hard to resist the temptation of the dancers..."
The Miss was indeed interested: "What’s a Red Dragon?"
"A crude version of the famous drink, Crimson Agate. This na is very popular among the lower-class citizens. But even so, it’s not sothing ordinary citizens can afford, so it’s only used to mix drinks..."
"Huh? Then, what happens after the temptation?"
"Of course, it’s just about adding more money. If the money added is enough, the dancers can even personally take them to the baths for services..."
The Miss laughed heartily: "Butler, why are you telling all this?"
"Of course, it’s to let Miss understand more about the common people’s customs."
"Interesting, continue..."
Chun was astonished. I didn’t know these things!? This conversation isn’t just about having fun; it’s deliberately steering towards the vulgar...
Alright, this is just the chat thod of a bitch, the Path of Green! It’s not sothing I can understand, and there probably won’t be anything for to do later.
So, switch to the sub-account, the sub-account buried in the void sand, keeping a vigilant watch, and there was nothing much. Only the sound of the Little Winged Serpent under the sand, diligently gnawing at food.
Looking over to Hua, the Ugly Emperor was engrossed in solving math problems.
The sudden feeling of having nothing to do is actually quite nice. Then take the opportunity to get so more sleep and prepare for another all-nighter tonight.
...
Golden Continent ti, 8 AM.
Michael logged in leisurely. Compared to usual, this was an hour late. Mainly because he stayed up late last night, studying five astrology books and making breakthrough gains, comprehending Basic Astrology.
For skills of this level, breaking through to the basic level so quickly is undoubtedly the result of multiple textbooks verifying each other, as well as the result of high wisdom as a Sage.
Michael was very confident. So what if Chun had been studying astrology since the public test period? This isn’t a skill that can be learned by just paying an NPC ntor. Once it involves learning, the essential difference between an ordinary player and himself is the rare attribute "Wisdom"!
Just then, the butler reported: "Sir, Mr. Sariel had a major situation before he rested..."
Michael looked at the video sent by Sariel, shocked: "Sariel didn’t know about this place in Silver City?"
The butler said: "Yes! Mr. Sariel suspects that this is another backdoor left by the curry programr, so he needs you to go to the Heroic Spirit Hall and ask Remia!"
Michael asked: "Has the Silver Flower returned to the residence?"
"The residence of the Silver Flower is still under repair; she went to the Military Departnt’s bedroom to rest."
Michael felt troubled. Constantly disturbing the Heroic Spirit Hall these days really doesn’t make sense, especially since visiting the Heroic Spirit Hall requires synchronization and coordination, without letting her sense the abnormality of the "Dream Realm"! Now that her true self is not staying at the residence, and the butler is injured and absent, how should I go to the Heroic Spirit Hall as the butler to inquire?
Perhaps there’s only one way, let other City Beauties host a gathering and invite her over.
Logically, Eve, the Gem Flower, who is closest to her, should invite her, but Eve has been disturbed too many tis, it’s not quite appropriate.
Then try Tifa, the Bronze Flower. First, she has never been disturbed; second, her setting is a playful type keen on Magic Machinery, the least scheming.
Michael greeted tatron in the chat group: "I want to visit Tifa at the Heroic Spirit Hall; you synchronize and respond there with the true self."
tatron was sowhat helpless: "I’m very busy too, why not go find the Oak Flower?"
Gabriel laughed: "Your Bronze Flower understands shipbuilding, knows how to deal with pirates, and is just the right person to solve the Silver Flower’s issues of being targeted by pirates these days. She’s the perfect invite!"
Michael laughed: "That’s right, these reasons are more appropriate."
tatron sighed: "Actually, this doesn’t quite fit her character! She seems lively and outgoing but is more like a child indulged in chanical gas, uninterested in family matters, let alone inviting friends, all just perfunctory responses."
Gabriel laughed: "Didn’t you design that?"
tatron sighed: "Such a hassle..."
...
So Michael returned to the Heroic Spirit Hall once again, transforming into the butler to enter Bronze Flower’s residence.
anwhile, tatron also correspondingly visited the residence of the true self, being greeted by the residence’s butler.
Then, simultaneously entering the basent of the residence. To be exact, it was a bustling and busy underground workshop. Moreover, with the Spatial Technique expansion, the workshop’s scale was unexpectedly large, even having an underground dock.
At this ti, the Bronze Flower was drawing blueprints, surrounded by a large group of chanical puppets busy at work.
Michael and tatron confird the scenes on both sides, basically identical. Just need to maintain this basic consistency between "reality and dream realm".
Michael played the role of the butler, needing first to blur his existence. Initiating the topic had to be tatron on the true self side: "Miss Tifa—"
Tifa didn’t raise her head: "Busy here!"
tatron got straight to the point: "Miss, could you please invite Miss Remia over for a gathering?"
Michael was about to explode! This Little i was also like a chanical brain; who asks questions like this out of the blue?
Fortunately, the Bronze Flower was different from the others, still not raising her head: "Why?"
tatron said: "Because, these past days her residence has been both bombarded by the Pirate King and infiltrated and attacked, you could help her deal with the pirates... After all, her family is wealthy and can ease our financial shortages here—"
Tifa raised her head unhappily interrupting, "Do I care about money? What I want is technology! Can our city’s technology deal with the Sea Dominator? Can our city produce sothing of the caliber of the Silver Queen?"
tatron sighed: "No."
Tifa sulked: "Glad you know, now don’t disturb , I’m busy."
tatron shrugged at Michael.
Michael laughed: "Alright, you can leave."
tatron only needed to start such a conversation; the following matters would be left to Butler Michael at the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Michael continued watching Tifa, the soul clone, drawing the blueprints.
One must say, communicating with City Beauties does waste a lot of ti. Michael began regretting not coming here first. He should have gone to the library to see the clown’s study progress or the shipyard to see the Void Spaceship’s renovations.
After waiting about ten minutes, Tifa then suddenly looked up and noticed Michael’s presence: "Butler? You’re still here?"
Great! This syncs the true self and soul clone and continues the true self’s state of mind.
Michael persuaded: "Miss, I think you should also invite Miss Remia, given that it’s her most difficult ti now."
Although it was "persuasion," it was actually Michael’s privilege hypnosis ability, and the dream realm’s her couldn’t resist.
As expected, Tifa didn’t resist: "She is in trouble; shouldn’t I go see her?"
Of course, she can’t go see her, as her true self is in the Military Departnt, inconsistency in the dream realm!
Michael said: "Everyone solving the problem together is a better way. Also, it’s been a while since Miss hosted a gathering."
Tifa nodded: "That’s right, let change clothes. You go arrange the banquet in the garden..."
"Yes, Miss."
Invitation successful. But how to inquire about this Secret Realm when all five are present? Will have to find a chance.
The "dream realm" setup just needed a scene switch. Soon, the four City Beauties gathered at the garden banquet.
The four imdiately expressed concern about Remia’s recent situation: "Miss Remia, are you alright?"
Remia smiled, moved: "Thank you for the concern...!"
Then entered the chat and laughter session, with Michael having to focus intently amidst the pile of trivial chatter, waiting for the best opportunity...
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