Chapter 927 The Evil Guest Comes to the Door

Seeing the key thrown over, Huai Shi subconsciously went to pick it up, but when she heard Russell's words, her hand trembled and she almost dropped the key.

"What the hell?"

He suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

"It's just a yacht, it's no big deal. Didn't you treat the teacher to a drink? Just treat it as a gift from the teacher to the students." Russell shrugged, without saying anything else, and walked towards the boat.

Only Huai Shi was still standing on the shore, holding the key in astonishment, lifting it up, and looking at it carefully.

Unfortunately, Huaishi's immediate reaction was to quickly check the account to see if it was his own money... After repeatedly confirming that the full payment had been made, he felt like a dream.

yacht?

What does he want this for?

If he resells this thing, can he make a lot of money as a middleman?

His expression twitched, and finally he sighed and put the keys away.

This is all my hard-earned money.

"Okay, after being a toolman for so long, it would be nice to be able to fish a yacht."

The country bumpkin Huai Shi put his hands in his pockets and swaggered onto his own boat.

Then, I remembered...it seemed like I couldn't sail a boat?

Ten minutes later, Huaishi started racing with the yacht next door on the sea.

Although there were several hours of simulated training in the Book of Destiny, in reality, he was just holding on to the steering wheel on the yacht to show off.

What really worked was the little white mouse Yu Wan on the bridge who was dozing off with rice grains in his arms.

As the former incarnation of Helios, the soul of Sun Chariot just drives a yacht. It's like Schumacher riding a bicycle, don't take it too easy.

Especially next to him is Beelzebub, the master controlling intelligence of Osiris in scarab form.

These two top drivers in the world take turns to deal with a yacht. It is simply a blessing in its lifetime.

After driving for a while, Huai Shi became bored. After entering the coordinates, he turned around and returned to the cabin. All I saw was a Russell-shaped polar bear slumped on the sofa watching a comedy program on satellite TV, looking extremely happy.

As a bystander, Huaishi couldn't help crying tears of sympathy for the vice-principal.

"Don't you have to work every day?"

"Work? What is work?"

Russell turned back blankly and stuffed two pieces of honey cake into his mouth: "I am Bear Bear! Bear Bear doesn't work!"

It’s enough to act cute and malicious at such an old age...

Huai Shi rolled her eyes in disgust, and then she slumped down on the sofa next to her without any guilt, connected to the WIFI and started playing games.

Russell looked at him askance: "You are the chairman of a large group, you don't work!"

"Work?" Huaishi asked blankly, "I'm just a passing disaster musician. I practice piano for two hours every day. I don't know what you are talking about."

The master and apprentice looked at each other and couldn't help but feel sympathy for each other.

They all have the same hateful face.

Then, just above the Pacific Ocean, the happy fishing time begins.

There are no restaurants to eat in the vast ocean, so Huaishi prepares lunch and dinner by herself using the ingredients in the refrigerator. Although the portion given to Russell contained a bit too much ‘ingredients’, he was quite happy eating it!

After throwing the plate into the dishwasher, Huaishi looked out the window at the vast sea in the night, still not understanding: "Where are we going? Under the sea? The secret base of the Utopia?"

"Secret base?"

Russell looked at him sideways: "When the Utopia was still there, things were always fair and aboveboard. There were a total of sixteen offices in the current situation, the border and hell. Each place was a private territory, 50,000 meters above the head all the way to space. Thirty thousand miles from the bottom of our feet all the way to the core of the earth is ours, so why do we need a secret base?

This is a trick that the Survival Institute and the Administrative Bureau like to play. "

"But there is nothing at all on the sea?" Huai Shi looked at the chart coordinates on her phone, but it was completely empty.

"A dead house will never put a welcome sign on the door of his house. That guy hopes that others won't come to disturb him. That's the kind of guy the so-called autistic children are talking about."

Russell flicked the cigar ashes in disgust, not caring about the impact on the taste: "Back then, that guy never dared to look into people's eyes when he spoke. He always talked to himself. He couldn't communicate at all, and he didn't want to talk to others... these years. But he got his wish, his territory is not even on the map of the command bureau, he occupies an island, and I don’t know how happy he is playing alone.”

"There are still people like this in the Utopia?" Huaishi was dumbfounded, feeling once again that the world is so vast and full of wonders, how could the surviving elders of the Utopia compete with each other in such weird shapes.

She is an old lady who is a drama queen, and she is an autistic otaku...

After looking around like this, he could only say that Russell was indeed the pillar, and he stood out among them. In comparison, he was simply first-rate and reliable.

"I wouldn't want to deal with that guy if possible."

Russell sighed with a headache: "It's still possible to communicate with someone like Yoko, but that guy just says nothing and just turns a deaf ear. No matter how many times you persuade him, he won't make any move.

Because of this, many people had a hard time arguing with him, and everyone was very unhappy for a time. Later, he simply resigned and left. Fortunately, he escaped by accident... but ended up becoming more autistic because of this, which is nerve-wracking. "

He shook his head helplessly, thought for a long time and said: "It's like, like that kind of otaku who finally gets out of the house and participates in work, you know? He doesn't get along well with his colleagues, and there is no progress in the work. As a result, after leaving the job, he has one of the few All his friends died, and he was once again alone.

It would have been nice if Killian was still here, but that guy also died of serious injuries... The few people in the world who could talk to him were gone. "

Huai Shi was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "It sounds so lonely."

"Lonely? Haha, that guy doesn't care. Give him a notebook and a pen, and he can play the prime number game for a whole year." Russell stood up, "Be prepared to be kicked out, Huaishi, the two of us A bad visitor is coming."

At this moment, above the Pacific Ocean, in the vast sea, a thick fog suddenly rose.

In the thick white fog, a distant outline slowly emerged. It's like an island, but it has an altitude and outline that are incomparable to an island, just like... just like...

A ball?

Huai Shi looked up, dumbfounded.

A huge stone ball appeared out of thin air on this empty Pacific Ocean.

It seems that the entire island and the surrounding areas are covered in it, and it is tightly sealed, with no gaps allowed to leak out, allowing the waves to surge.

Physically isolated from everything outside!

Being able to stay at home to this extent made Huai Shi feel ashamed.

Isn't this... autistic too much?

After the yacht got closer, Huaishi felt the size of the stone ball more and more.

It was like blocking out the sky and the sun, probably as big as an entire city.

He reached out and knocked on the dark stones in front of him, only to realize that these stones looked like natural obsidian, flawless, and there were many changes hidden inside that Huai Shi could not understand.

"Don't use brute force, otherwise you will be returned twice as much... You still need to understand the extent of that guy's autism."

Russell raised his head and looked at the dark rock in front of him: "He is the Creator after all."

In an instant, Huai Shi became numb.

He quietly put away the sword he took out and pretended that nothing happened.

Extremely well-behaved.

It completely eliminated the idea in my mind of giving it a try.

This is the Creator! A boss who has activated God Mode in his own realm...if he tries it, he might actually die.

"What's next?" Huai Shi asked in a low voice, "You have to tell him we're coming, right?"

"He already knew, long before we got into this fog."

Russell shrugged: "It's just that he pretended not to know. He didn't bother to pay attention to us and didn't want us to appear in front of him. If he used force, he would definitely be driven away completely when he found the opportunity to show off. That guy is like this. He won't even drive us away. No one takes the initiative.”

Not caring that his words will be heard by his Creator.

Russell made no secret of his assessment.

But the stone ball still didn't respond. It was silent and turned a deaf ear, as if they didn't exist.

He looked like he was just letting you fart and no one paid attention to him.

So indifferent that it's impossible to start.

"What should I do?" Huai Shi was at a loss.

"Isn't this very simple?"

Russell said matter-of-factly: "Faced with the ice in a partner's heart, it is natural to melt it with warm friendship and love, so that bonds and connections can be established. Huaishi, you should read more shonen comics, and you can learn a lot of useful things. thing."

Huai Shi's eyes rolled back almost 360 degrees.

I believe you!

"You should give me a try!" Huai Shi sneered.

"Why are you so anxious?" Russell flicked the ash from his cigar and said calmly: "Why do you think I should install sixteen extra speakers on your boat?"

As he spoke, he took out a remote control from his pocket.

One click!

In an instant, the deck reversed, and sixteen super giant speakers appeared out of thin air.

Huaishi subconsciously felt something bad. Before the ultimate intention took effect, she raised her hand and held her ear.

Then, the next second, a wave of air swept across.

The entire sea area was preceded by a series of turmoils and ripples before the terrifying noise of the loudspeaker.

At this moment, the entire yacht seemed to have turned into a huge loudspeaker. Facing the stone ball in front, it began to make a campus broadcast in an enthusiastic tone and tone:

"——Udanta Raman Sharma from the sixth group of the third phase of Utopia!!! Your good friend Russell came to visit you with his student Huai Shi!!! Open the door!!! You Open the door!!! I know you are at home!!!”

In addition, it is also mixed with the irregular sound of electric drills, the brain-boiling sound of the air conditioner, and the square dance melody of earthy country songs.

A volume bomb came, almost like a terrorist attack.

Later, it turned into Russell singing K-pop songs and dances, ranging from ancient jazz to pop songs, rock, heavy metal and even folk songs.

The high-pitched sound echoed between the sea and the sky, and the crazy volume that could knock out the brains of ordinary people reverberated and spread all the time, causing Huaishi's ears to be tortured.

But Shi Qiu didn't respond at all.

Huai Shi shouted to Russell with difficulty, but Russell calmly smoked a cigar and signaled him to calm down.

Then Huaishi saw...this old bastard had even prepared earplugs in advance!

In the end, he had no share of his own!

I'm going to be so angry...

In this way, the noisy loudspeaker continued to call to the indifferent old friend with a deafening sound. Five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed.

Five hours passed, ten hours passed.

In the end, Huaishi felt like she was deaf.

Just like that, twenty-four hours passed...a full twenty-four hours!

Until the stone ball shook crazily, and finally a gap was revealed.

an annoyed voice growled.

"That's enough! Shut up!!!"

But on the deck, Huai Shi, who had been deaf for a long time, couldn't hear at all and was still playing cards with Russell, who was wearing earplugs.

And then... in mid-air, a wisp of pure white water vapor condensed out of thin air, like catkins, floating toward the vast ocean below.

At that moment, Huai Shi subconsciously raised his head.

Staring at the almost nonexistent wisp of frost, I felt a premonition of death bursting out!