Chapter 258 Black or You Black

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, this is so funny, Kercha, you are actually quite popular!"

"I didn't expect that the paper I wrote before would come in handy here... But those students didn't know how to revise it at all, and just handed in my original manuscript?"

Riya's paper quoted some modern theories and famous sayings. If other people can find the same literature, he would doubt whether there are people who have traveled through time.

Seeing James laughing more and more unscrupulously, Riya chose to go back to the room and lock him out, but when he opened the door, Riya was shocked.

His vision was filled with pure black, and the black tentacles had filled most of the room and were still slowly expanding and growing.

Those tentacles were full of golden eyes. If you don't look carefully, these black things are as eye-catching as the starry sky.

"Swar, what are you doing..."

"Did you swallow too much pollution from the red moon?"

He stood in front of the door, and the tentacles saw him and quickly stretched towards him, but James immediately pulled Riya aside and closed the door.

"I told you that if you keep it, something will go wrong sooner or later."

"That can't be helped."

Riya sat back in the chair and looked towards the room: "Since the end of the solar eclipse, I found that its power has become abnormal. Have you noticed? My summons used to have tentacles like iron wire worms, but now they have tentacles."

"Such a change happened when I dealt with Gaen before, although I didn't realize it at the time... Maybe now the power of mythical creatures is constantly returning."

Return is not improvement, because Riya has seen the original appearance of Sval and knows how powerful it is.

Even so, it is just a new mythical creature... not a god.

Those great beings are unimaginable, cannot be peeped, and cannot be called by name. Just a tiny shadow has tortured thousands of people to this point. Riya was instantly contaminated and swallowed to death just by reading the name of the King of Death Dreams.

He now feels a splitting headache even thinking about this name, and he can't think of a pronunciation that fits that name, and he doesn't know how to pronounce it with a human voice.

The reason why I could pronounce His name at that time was purely due to the golden pupil on the back of my neck. Without it, it would have taken a lot of effort for Leah to kill me.

So what exactly is Shival and where it came from has become an unsolved case. It should have come from the Red Moon, but Leah found that it was not the case after observation. At least their connection was not as close as Leah imagined.

Putting aside those thoughts for the time being, little Shival is now in a coma, and the movements of those tentacles are purely instinctive reactions.

While Leah was thinking, the expansion of those tentacles had already squeezed the door. Seeing this, James suggested that he should put away the mythical creature first to avoid destroying the house later.

"Although this is Charlie's house, I will applaud if it is destroyed, but you probably don't want to see that scene."

"Indeed, it would be a pity to destroy it like this... I plan to open a study room here, and students who come here can stay and study freely in the future, but they will need to pay."

"You are still evil."

James expressed his appreciation for Leah's thoughts: "You are the only one who can talk about other people's things as if they were your own.

But Kercha, you still have too much bottom line.

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Why can't you take these students away to do hard labor and extort a few hundred gold coins from their parents, and then take the students away directly after their parents pay the money and sell their organs, make their bodies into extraordinary creatures, dry them, grind them into powder and sell them to witches?"

Leah stretched out her hand to tease the tentacles that came out from behind the door of the room, and then tried to take them back.

"Am I a very unscrupulous person? You did that because you think I'm not wanted enough."

"James... you have the potential to be hung on a street lamp. I will help you keep an eye out for a large street lamp with strong load-bearing capacity. What do you think of a lighthouse?"

"Hehe, I just want to test whether you will do this. Now you are at Meme 6. If you want to do it, few people can stop you."

"It seems that Charlie will block the pollution while restoring your eyes. Do you know that patients with Meme 6 usually suffer from auditory hallucinations every day due to pollution? Just what I said just now is enough to make them restless and restless for a long time."

"I think this is boring."

Riya completely retracted the tentacles. He didn't feel anything abnormal in his body. It's better to say that he is refreshed now, and his brain is more flexible when thinking about problems.

If he hasn't noticed the problem now, it's just a waste of time.

What Evander did may be far more than Ria imagined. He transferred the pollution risk that Ria had to bear to Shival. These things were not a big risk to Shival. It was better to say that they could just serve as nutrients and food for him, but it was different for Ria.

Ria was moved by the selflessness of his mentor. He had never believed that someone could do this for another person who had just met him without paying, but Evander did it.

This touched Ria's heart, so he planned to leave the detective agency to students from nearby universities, so as to prevent it from being covered in dust and losing its vitality.

I believe these children will give it new life.

Of course, the money that should be collected must be collected, which is another matter. Although Ria and these students are already very familiar with each other, people can't just give up money for feelings.

"That's it. I'm going to hire a person in charge. I think you are very suitable."

"What, me?" James pointed at himself.

"You just need to watch here and supervise the students' study when you are free, but you must not eat them. As long as you agree, I can promise to deduct less from your salary."

"What! That's what I deserve!"

"It's a favor to give it to you, and it's my duty not to give it to you, so do you agree?"

"..."

James looked down at Ria, who was poking the fat layer of her belly with her cane. A piece of paper was stuffed in there and was about to fall out.

After the young man bargained, James finally agreed to his unreasonable request, and at the same time despised his behavior of not wanting to hire even a few people and looking for cheap labor.

In response, Ria said: "Do you know how high the labor price is in the city center? After thinking about it, you are still suitable. To be honest, James, you are very capable and promising.

You once had your own library, which shows that you are an intellectual, and you love sports. You must be able to get along with those children. Human labor is not as famous as the plague doctor. I believe that the students will become motivated under your supervision."