Chapter 78 Werewolf

In the design room, a bald man is cutting fabrics, modifying patterns, and making sample clothes. The whole room is filled with various portraits, various fabrics, and clothing accessories, but it is not messy at all. Everything is neatly placed, even It gives people a pleasing feeling.

"It's over! It's over!"

A young female prisoner suddenly opened the design room door and said excitedly: "Master Lang Na, the design proposal we submitted has been approved. The main style of Keshi this summer is the 'Dream Bubble' series designed by you! Congratulations!"

"This is our common honor." Lang Na smiled lightly and said: "Annette, with this successful experience, you are already a qualified fashion designer."

"It's all thanks to the teachings of Master Lang Na." Annette bowed deeply: "If you hadn't taught me without reservation, Master Lang Na, how could I have progressed so fast? This is your honor, Master. My contribution is simply It’s insignificant and I deserve it.”

"Okay, don't be polite. If you don't mind, you can have dinner with us tonight." The corners of Lang Na's mouth turned up, and his eyes were filled with smiles: "I have to share such good news with Ronnie. one time."

"Can I order food?" Annette also joked.

"Yes, but the total price must be within five contribution points." Lang Na blinked, "Okay, let's work. Don't think that you can slack off just because you have Keshi's contribution points. Contribution points are nothing. It’s too much, and you should try to design independently. Maybe you will be responsible for the design project next quarter..."

"Okay, okay, I know. Master Langna, you are good at everything, but you are too wordy."

Lang Na sighed helplessly, lowered his head and continued working.

Annette looked at the pile of fabrics in front of her and had no intention of working at all. Her attention soon turned to Rona. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the man at work was really attractive. The more she looked at it, the more she couldn't hide her obsession. smile.

Unfortunately, he doesn't like women.

Annette sighed. She felt that the world was so cruel. It was so hard to find someone she liked. It was just a matter of competing with women. Why should she compete with men?

She has been in Broken Lake Prison for more than a year. Like most death row inmates, she has no livelihood skills outside of criminal law, and she does not have the ability to fight in a death-fighting ring. This may be a good thing, at least she will not be killed. Those fierce men in the Dou Club who pretended to be pigs and eat tigers beat him so hard that he doubted his life.

Annette naturally did not dare to bet that the citizens would let her survive the Blood Moon Trial for the sake of her beauty. On the contrary, it was very possible. Destroying beauty has always been an impulse deep in people's hearts.

The perverted people in this country are not just the death row inmates in prison.

But it is almost no easier to learn a skill that can earn contribution points in prison than to encounter a whirlpool in the sea of ​​knowledge.

There is no value in repeating simple manual labor, or ingenious and unique skills, such as the orc's maze toy, the goblin's bone carving, and the oil painting of the ogre. It was only after Annette came in that she realized that the oil painting of the ogre was actually It can be sold for so much money.

In addition, there are complex jobs that require mental work, such as writing, music composition, and tax processing. Because of the "harmless" nature of death row prisoners, tax accountants in Broken Lake Prison are especially popular with the rich. As long as they can survive the first During the Blood Moon Trial, most death row inmates with the ability to be an actuary, tax accountant, or accountant could live well in prison.

Annette naturally did not have the time to learn the craft, nor did she have the brains for complicated work. Just when she was about to give up and wait for death and wander around in prison, she accidentally walked into Lang Na's design room.

There were fabrics and fabrics everywhere inside, and Annette could hardly move her eyes away from the few sample clothes that were put on the portraits in the design room. The prison only provided pure white prison clothes, and it had been a long time since she had worn good-looking clothes.

She stared at the design room for a long time, until a deep male voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Do you like this dress? Want to try it on?"

Then she became Lang Na's designer assistant and became a fashion designer apprentice.

Anyone who knows Lang Na would find it difficult to associate his appearance with the profession of 'clothing designer', but Lang Na is the exclusive designer of Blood Moon's famous brand clothing 'Keshi' who attaches great importance to each of his sets. Design projects will almost always become Keshi’s main style of the season.

Girls and young women wearing fashionable styles would not know that the clothes they were wearing were designed by a bald executioner.

Although there is certainly promotion from the brand, Langner's designs can lead trends every season, which is enough to prove how excellent Langner's ability is. Even Annette, who has never been exposed to fashion design, has grown step by step under the leadership of Lang Na. Now her and Lang Na's joint design project has even been recognized by Keshi!

Annette even began to be grateful for being in prison. If her life in the past twenty years had been a dark chaos, then Rona was the brightest rainbow she had ever encountered.

Lang Na's character, talent, conversation, everything was so attractive to her.

Even that bald head exudes the artist's unique unruly light.

If he could be with Rona for the rest of his life, then it wouldn't matter if he stayed in prison. Even compared to the turbid society outside, a small prison can accommodate a quiet design studio.

Unfortunately, he doesn't like that woman.

Every time she thought of this, Annette felt an unstoppable sadness. She actually also thought about whether to go to the treatment room to find a medical doctor to perform a full-body transformation and gender change. In the blood moon country, gender has never been an insurmountable obstacle.

But it was really difficult to decide on this matter, and Annette didn't know if Rona would mind a non-native man, and Rona was single at that time, so Annette wanted to get Rona straight through a long-term relationship. Isn't there a saying, "No matter how curved a man's intestines are, they will be straight when he is erect." Annette is still very confident in her body condition and ability to talk coquettishly.

If the chip hadn't restricted any violent behavior, Annette would have even wanted to get on the bus and pay for the ticket later.

However, a year later, Rona has found a new partner, but Annette has not even touched Rona's bald head. He even had to have dinner with the two of them in the evening, enjoying the sour smell of their love.

When she thought of this, Annette felt that the fabric in front of her was that smelly man named Ronald, who was severely cut into pieces with scissors.

Knock knock.

The door of the design room was pushed open. Lang Na raised his head, his eyes suddenly narrowed into crescent moons, and the dimples on his cheeks popped out when he smiled: "Ronnie, why do you have time to come here? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to accompany you to the treatment room?”

The pale Ronald shook his head: "I'm fine, Rona. I came to see you today because I have something to do."

"To be precise," a handsome man walked into the design room, "we have something to ask you for."

Lang Na's face turned slightly cold: "'Beautiful Beast' Igulla... Ronny, he is very dangerous. Come over to me quickly. Igulla, don't think that the prison can protect you. If you dare to hurt Ronny, I will also protect you." There are many ways to make your life worse than death."

Another person walked into the design room and stood between Igula and Lang Na: "Don't worry, Lang Na, no one will be harmed here."

Lang Na no longer smiled at all: "'Evil' Ashi, I thought that even if we are not friends, we are definitely not enemies."

Ash smiled and said: "We are friends, we were friends in the past, we are now, and we will be in the future."

"Lon Na, we are here to discuss cooperation with you."

Ronna suddenly raised his hand: "Annette, you go out first."

"Grandmaster"

"go out!"

Annette glared at Ash and the others, bit her lower lip and left angrily.

Ash glanced at the closed door and said, "You should have guessed the reason why we are here. We are not talking about pornographic topics between men. We don't mind having an accomplice."

Although Iguola did not use a loudspeaker to announce that he was going to escape from prison, he successively contacted several prison celebrities, and the news had already spread. With the energy of 'Gourmet' Lang Na, he must have known the purpose of Iguola's visit, so he deliberately drove Annette away.

Ronna ignored Asher at all and stared at Ronald quietly with his blue eyes, "Ronnie, is this what you mean?"

Ronald, who was still a little timid at first, faced those blue pupils and couldn't help but recall the cruelty that happened in the death fighting ring. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Lon Na, I want to join Igurah's team. Escape from prison with them!"

"Ronnie, we can live very well in prison, I earn enough contribution points that we will never be selected for the blood moon trial."

"But I want to leave!" Ronald shouted: "Lonna, do you want to go with me, or stay here!?"

Lang Na was silent for a long time and glanced at Ash and Igura.

When his eyes swept over him, goosebumps appeared all over Ash's body, and he felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy. He even felt like running away!

It's like... facing an executioner!

"Ronnie, you know that I can't refuse the request of the one I love so much."

After a long time, Ronna exhaled and said calmly: "Beautiful beasts and evil demons, as you wish, I, Ronna Diño, am willing to obey your command. But you must remember that if something happens to Ronny during the operation, Then you will also be buried with him.”

"Tell me your plan."

"Because we haven't found all the people yet, we can't reveal too much for the time being." Igura said, "I can only tell you: Ash has a way to lift the chip restriction."

Lang Na glanced at Ash with surprise, but didn't say much: "Who else do you need to find? I can help."

Igulla shook his head: "No, but you have to tell us first what abilities you have after the chip restrictions are lifted. Maybe you can just make up for the team's shortcomings, and we don't need to find new members."

Lang Na was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether to reveal his details. Everyone was not in a hurry and waited quietly for Lang Na's decision.

Finally, he sighed: "Turn off only one light."

When there was only one corner lamp left in the design room, Lang took it into the shadows that could not be covered by the light, and his whole body melted into the darkness.

"I'm a Moony."

Igula's body was shocked: "It's impossible. It's impossible for the Moon Shadow Clan and the Blood Saint Clan to enter the Blood Moon Trial. The Research Institute and the Church will not allow this kind of thing to tarnish the reputation of the two clans to happen."

"But I am an exception, because unlike my compatriots who need the light of the blood moon to transform into the moon shadow, I have to hide in the shadows to transform into the moon shadow. Under the light of the blood moon, I cannot transform, and the church does not have to worry about me. What would he do to tarnish the honor of the race?”

"In addition, unlike those compatriots who resonated with the blood moon and fell into rage, I never listened to the call of the blood moon. After entering the moon shadow, I will only become more cruel, more rebellious, more... …cold.”

Following the light and agile pace of the predator, a two-meter-tall werewolf with gray hair all over its body walked into the light.

Its pair of blue pupils made the three of them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"I am a traitor to the church, a disgrace to Moon Shadow, a beast that even Blood Moon despises. I am neither a pure Moon Shadow nor a pious human being. Every hair on my head is filled with disloyalty to Blood Moon."

"They call me a werewolf."

Ps: This is the fifth update. The first order result is actually not up to standard yet, so I bet it can reach 5,000. You don’t have to wait any longer. If there is any, it will be updated at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning.