The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Go back to Grande.

After seeing the pigeons on the window sill of the office on the second floor, Zac ignored it and went to the living area to see Scott ...

When Scott came to Grande for an interview, we defined him, right, cruel reality of daily helplessness. This is his helplessness, he has no place to escape, only to return to Grande-his only chance to stabilize work and life.

Entering the living area, the new employees recruited yesterday basically arrived, and they were busy with their settlement in Grand. Even if they were not familiar with their boss's habits, no one came to talk to Zac.

When everyone is busy with their own affairs, there is only one idler in the living area-Mi Luo.

Miro was at the door of Scott's room, seeing Zac coming, "What did you do to him? When he came back, he looked scared for half his life."

Zac glanced at Milo, too lazy to take care. After listening to the movements inside, it seems that no excessive things happened. Zac only told Miro, "He is your responsibility." It was the attitude of last night-Miro caused trouble, Zac will not give him Sassaught.

After confirming that Grande will not show social news when new employees arrive, Zac is ready to go to the office to face the Gangro ancestor.

But Miro followed Zac out of the living area, "You are targeting me. How do I know that Grande's principle is to hide aliens? Isn't Torredo a magic feast vampire, isn't it? Isn't it? "Crossing the backyard," Half of your new employees are interracial and half are human, and then everyone lives in an environment, and sooner or later everyone will find out what the other party is. I was only yesterday with me and Skau Specially said about interracial, and then he is my responsibility? "Step onto the back porch," This is your boss's job, your responsibility. If you hire mixed employees, you should have your solution, not My old man should worry about it. "

Zac stopped at the door of the stairwell, did not want Miró to continue to follow himself, "You are right, I should think of a solution before recruiting you employees ..." Zac really put on his thinking, For half a second, "Oh wait, I have a solution called 'Who creates trouble, who is responsible'." Miró waved at the blinking, "Your trouble is autistic in the room, don't be in I am wasting my time here. "

Miro blinked seriously, frowning, "You understand that the aliens who are now settled in the living area think that they can be themselves with you and don't have to hide themselves in the human society to come here as your employees. Yes. "

"Did I stop you from being yourself?" Zack asked back.

Mi Luo froze for a moment, frowned and said nothing. That's right, no one stops who is who he is. Zac's only requirement is responsibility!

Zac waved his hand again, went into the room without talking, went upstairs, walked into the office, glanced at the pigeon on the window sill, shook his head helplessly, and opened the window, "Are you going to come in?"

Pigeon Mung Bean looked at Zac with one glance, motionless on the window sill.

Zac sat down in his chair and faced the window sill. "When did you wake up? When your secret alliance left the middle, your messenger went to wake you up?"

The dove did not respond like a statue.

Zac pouted, "Well, you want to ask Simon Gangro, I guess, you've seen him already, what do you already know and want to know from me? You have to ask at least for details Order it. "

The pigeon moved, its head spread out laterally, and its pointed beak flicked the feathers on its side.

Zac knew that this was the intention of the other party to kill his patience. Hey, "I'm quite worthy of the Gangaro clan, OK." Zac was really helpless, "I know you hate me, but I have done my best to compensate. When Gangaro defected during the colonial war, yes I persuaded everyone not to blame the Gangaro clan. During the period of the secret alliance, I brought Gangaro into the secret alliance. Regardless of the life of Gangaro outside, the secret alliance always has a place for them to survive. It is also me , Solved the threat of the werewolf that appeared because of the blood of Gangaro, and saved the position of Gangaro. Even now, it is also me, so that Gangaro is included in the magic feast, and will have support in the future ... "

Needless to say, the identity used by Simon Gangro is the identity rotation system of the Magic Banquet. At that time we analyzed the effect of this set of operations in detail.

In this whole paragraph, Zac just wanted to tell the Gangaro clan. I had inadvertently made mistakes and insulted Gangoro's self-esteem. Today, I have paid enough.

The pigeon's head is still under its raised wings, but the human voice appears, "This is what I want to ask, Simon's Demon Feast."

Zac's words were stuck, and his mouth opened a little, "Okay, what's wrong with this identity?"

"Simon told me that his identity can be automatically rotated within 20 years, and he never needs to consider the issue of human identity forever. Is it true."

"Yes." Zac answered simply.

"I want one."

Zac was quiet for a while. "Do you want one?" Order?

"I want one." The pigeon repeated it, finally smoothed its hair and looked at Zac again.

Zac opened his mouth, closed it again without saying anything, and then nodded, "Okay, I'll get one for you." Then he turned around immediately, picked up the phone on his desk, and laid funeral to Nina German call. Simon's identity was run by Nenad, and at this moment there is no reason not to ... Zac's number was dialed halfway and stopped. After a short pause, I hung up and dialed again.

The pigeon watched Zac on the window sill without any movement.

The phone was on, "Joy, it's me." Zac called his Toledo! Now Torrido has the real power at the magic feast ~ No need to trouble the Cappadocia clan ~ "Prepare me an identity, male, aged 30 to 40, social class ..." Zac looked back at the pigeons, There was no reaction to watching the pigeons. "Middle class, the kind that can be up and down at will, work ..." Looking back at the pigeons, there was still no response. Zac pouted, "Unemployed."

Obviously there was some doubt about this requirement on the receiver, but I did n’t ask, but, "Is it possible to inherit the inheritance?"

"Perfect." Zack rubbed his lips, "Give me as soon as possible."

"Two days." Joey on the other hand responded, and the phone hung up.

Zac faces the pigeons back, "What else do you want?"

The pigeon didn't respond, Zac pursed his lips, "At least tell me, besides me, Simon, or your Gangaros, who knows you are awake." Another woke ancestor, Zac actually Can't predict what it means. And this question is a temptation.

The pigeons still did not respond.

Zac would like to sigh and hold back, "Then I have to tell you, should this happen to you as a pigeon, should I keep it secret or casual? Or else it would be the Kraken four centuries ago, Gang Gro ’s self-esteem turned into a random sign in my hands. You hate this kind of thing, right. "

The pigeon said, "The random signing four centuries ago made you Toredo compensate the Gangaro clan for four centuries. I don't think I should hate this kind of thing, what do you say?"

Uh……

Zac understands, this is wrong!