Chapter 855 Strength and Responsibility

After explaining everything, Roland returned to the Tongzilou as quickly as possible, but found that he still underestimated Garcia's vigilance.

I saw a familiar figure leaning against the corridor at the door of 0825, talking on the phone while overlooking the busy beings downstairs. She was wearing a gray and white T-shirt, and her lower body was loose black trousers and high-top sneakers, looking youthful and energetic. If he didn't know the real identity of the other party, Roland would definitely regard her as the kind of lively and cheerful girl next door who appeared on TV.

Although she could see a little sullenness on her face at the moment, she didn't have the coldness and engraved feeling in her memory. Needless to say, after taking off the gorgeous brocade robe, this casual and simple sporty outfit was unexpectedly similar to Wen Bu's. The three princesses of Dunton and the former queen of clear water make a tune.

When approaching the door of the house, Garcia also noticed Roland, "That's it, I have something to do, so hang up first. If you just want to persuade me in the future, please don't call me again."

"The Sanye family is here to bring up the demolition again?" Roland asked pretending to be nonchalant.

"It has nothing to do with you," she put away the phone, showing a look of doubt, "Where did you go? Didn't you say you were going to take a shower?"

"Do you know how many ways to get rid of the smell? One is to wash it, and the other is to cover it with another smell," he said without changing his face, "The head of my home is in a hurry to use the bathroom because I have to go to school. It's impossible to compete with her, right? So I thought about going down for a couple of laps, even if I sweat a little. But I didn't expect that my body hardly sweats. No wonder martial arts masters always look clean. Well, these It doesn't matter, the important thing is that I didn't sneak away, but stood in front of you, didn't I?"

"..." Garcia stared at him for a while before saying, "I don't want to interfere with your private life, but it's not a good thing to indulge yourself too much. Besides... there are education issues in it."

"What?" Roland couldn't help being taken aback.

"Those girls," Garcia frowned, "those who came out of your house...can't you finish it outside? Do you have to bring it home? I thought you forgot that there was an underage girl in the house." .”

Roland was almost choked by these words. In order to hide it from Zero, he deliberately staggered the time, and let the Taquila witch lose her consciousness and enter the dream after she left for school. It doesn't matter whether other people see it or not. . It's just that when it came out of Garcia's mouth, the meaning changed completely.

"It is true that some martial arts masters will become less careful after becoming famous. Money and fame are always easy to deceive me, but don't forget that we are fighting for this world. Don't let up. And indulging in sex will only dull your skills..."

"Ahem, I understand," Roland saw that the other party was going to carry out a minister's moral education, and quickly interrupted her, "We can talk about this later, can you let me change my clothes first? Don't delay the departure time."

Garcia closed her mouth in displeasure, and glared at him, "...go quickly."

...

After some tidying up, Roland deliberately put on the newly purchased suit, and walked out the door under Zero's surprised eyes. Before leaving, he did not forget to put the fried poached eggs prepared by Xintou into a fresh-keeping bag, ready to enjoy on the road.

"You are..." Garcia who was guarding the door blinked.

"It's better to be more formal when going to the headquarters for the first time," Roland shrugged. "This can be considered as entering the system. Being too casual seems disrespectful, what do you think?"

"Ha...you can do whatever you want," she said, "but I didn't expect you to be dressed like this...it's pretty good."

Of course, you get what you pay for, Roland thought to himself, this custom-made dress cost him a lot of "robbery fees". After all, people rely on clothes, as long as they are not too ugly to be hopelessly ugly, dressing up and putting on a straight suit will instantly make them look stylish, not to mention that the skeleton of this body itself is very well-proportioned, and with long gray hair , Switching to his original world, even people who say that he is an elf prince believe it.

The two went downstairs and walked out. After waiting for a while on the side of the street, a large bus stopped in front of them. Roland noticed that the car did not have a license plate, and the windows were covered by black curtains, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

"Get in the car," Garcia said in a low voice, knowing if it was an illusion, her expression became much more serious.

Roland pretended to be casual when he boarded the car, and glanced to the side of the long street, only to see that Phyllis had already reached out and stopped a taxi.

After the doors were closed, the bus was not as dark as he thought. The light strips on both sides of the aisle were all on, and there were many scattered people sitting on the seats.

Most of them had various shapes, and they looked like a group of performance artists. There were a few normal ones, and they were all buried in their own things, and no one greeted Garcia. On the contrary, Roland keenly noticed that since he got in the car, a few guys had stared at him, and their malicious intentions were quite obvious.

Garcia didn't say a word, took Roland's hand abnormally, and led him directly to the back row.

"Aren't these people your colleagues?" He asked in a low voice after sitting down.

"The Martial Arts Association is not a company." Garcia gave him a blank look. "Most of the people in the car are just like you. They are new awakeners, and it's the first time I've seen them."

"So many?" Roland was a little surprised. He counted roughly, and there were almost twenty people in the car.

"Indeed, there are quite a lot. The last time I went to the association, there were only five or six people... But it's not surprising," Garcia replied, "Although ordinary people don't know anything about the changes in the world, they have awakened the power of nature. Those who are awakened can always notice something strange. Remember what I said before? Not all awakened people will be on our side, and the centrists are not much less than the martial arts of the association. But now the erosion is intensifying, and more and more fallen The appearance of the demon will make their situation even more dangerous, and more and more people will fall to the association in the future."

"So most of the people in the car are wild martial arts masters, or casual cultivators?"

"The description is very apt," Garcia raised the corners of his mouth, "I guess there are ten chances, but you can tell me in private, don't say that in front of them. The reason why these people don't want to join the association is because Because I don't want to be restrained. After an ordinary person has power, if the mentality is not correct, it is easy to develop a false pride, thinking that they are extraordinary, which not only hinders their progress, but also makes their temper very weird. "

"I have already felt the last point," Roland said disapprovingly.

"This kind of conflict has happened before, and the wild... who joined the association killed several members of the association during a hunting mission. So if they make provocative actions, just pretend they didn't see it. The association will severely punish such behavior. "

"Wild awakened ones are so strong?"

"These people are often attacked by fallen demons, and their actual combat experience and emergency judgment will be much better than the newly awakened ones. But as long as you practice hard and be less addicted to sex, you will grow faster than them After all, they were distracted by mundane things too much."

Speaking of this, Garcia sighed softly, "The force of nature is a means of self-protection given by the gods, not a tool to plunder others. If the erosion cannot be stopped, the entire world may cease to exist. Many people are enjoying While power brings pleasure, it forgets one's own responsibility."

This sentence seems a bit familiar... Roland thought about it, perhaps more than 800 years ago, those witches who were aware of the danger of the devil established the union in such a state of mind, right?

After driving for an unknown amount of time, the window suddenly became quiet, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground became thick and monotonous, as if driving alone in an empty tunnel.

After half a ramp, the bus finally stopped.

Just when Roland thought he had reached his destination, the car body shook slightly, and then an obvious sense of weightlessness rose from his heart.

The vehicle seemed to sink into the ground.

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