As a result, Denny Harrison ntioned a ’rookie king’, and Harvey Cadorette was bemused: "Impossible, you’re overthinking!"
...
The 8-level laboratory was buzzing with the news that a new mber was going to be parachuted in tomorrow, and no one noticed Agnes Baker in the corner.
Agnes Baker slightly opened her mouth, yet for a long ti, she couldn’t snap back to reality.
Once she sowhat digested the news.
Agnes Baker hurriedly edited a ssage on her phone and sent it to the group.
ssages in the group [The Glutton Club] began flickering.
Wincent Sullivan and Williansen Barness were still imrsed in the skepticism of Nathalie Quinlan’s claim about entering the 8-level laboratory. Agnes Baker’s avatar sent three consecutive ssages in the group.
[Agnes24K: OMG OMG, the Vice Principal just ca to the laboratory.]
[Agnes24K: He personally explained to the 8-level laboratory that there will be a new mber entering tomorrow.]
[Agnes24K: Nathalie, you’re incredible! This is the 8-level laboratory, how did you manage to do this? This is just amazing!]
Through the phone screen.
Everyone could clearly see her excitent.
The key is that Wincent Sullivan and the others all know that Agnes Baker is now the only mber of their group who has gone to the 8-level laboratory.
Agnes Baker said Orson Saban openly stated there’s going to be a new mber joining.
That ans...
Nathalie wasn’t lying!
Wincent Sullivan couldn’t snap out of it for a long ti, and only when the group chat was filled with Agnes Baker’s ssages, he could barely contain his shock.
He ntioned Nathalie Quinlan.
[Wincent Sullivan: Tomorrow The First Research Institute will definitely explode! @Q]
Unfortunately, no one read his ssage even after half a day.
After Nathalie Quinlan told them in the group about her entry into the 8-level laboratory, she went off to dry her hair.
She dried her hair, and then took a look at the laptop that Marcella Davidson gave her.
She placed the phone on the sofa for charging.
Nathalie Quinlan didn’t even see their subsequent group chat.
She hadn’t slept well herself, glanced at the book for a bit, and then was half sleepy and felt drowsy.
Nathalie Quinlan didn’t go to the institute in the afternoon, so she placed the laptop at the head of the bed and took a nap.
She slept like the dead.
She didn’t even go down for dinner at night.
*
The next morning at eight.
Nathalie Quinlan woke up from her sleep, brushed her teeth, washed her face, refreshed, and headed downstairs.
"Morning."
Just as she got up, she saw Sadam Vinson with panda eyes, yawning repeatedly as he carried breakfast to the restaurant. Nathalie Quinlan was in a good mood and greeted him.
Sadam Vinson saw her, put down the bread slices in his hand, and asked in a tone of utter grievance: "Nathalie, did you sleep well yesterday?"
Nathalie Quinlan pulled out a chair in the restaurant and sat down, looking up at him strangely before withdrawing her gaze, picking up a piece of toasted bread and biting into it, mumbling: "It was okay."
Sadam Vinson’s aura beca even more resentful: "I didn’t sleep well."
"?" Nathalie Quinlan, chewing on the bread slice, looked at him in surprise.
So what?
Then what?
Sadam Vinson pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down, eyes eting, filled with resentnt: "I didn’t sleep a single night yesterday."
He didn’t sleep the whole night clutching that Kingsleys Family’s black powder recipe!
Amadeus Yancey is such an ass.
Sadam Vinson rembered asking Amadeus Yancey yesterday if his house had a safe, where to put this recipe, and soone casually said Nathalie Quinlan gave it to him and to figure it out himself.
He’s falling apart!
He’s unfamiliar with Inderia, where on earth could he put things?
Last night he thought and thought, finally placing that black powder recipe under his pillow.
That notebook was thick and hard, tucked under his pillow and holding his neck up, causing him to sleep uneasily the whole night, tossing and turning.
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