Chapter 368 Call me Angel

When he saw the first line of words, the angel rolled his eyes silently, not knowing what to say, so he said angrily,

"Why don't you use human skin paper?"

The magician sneered and said, "Expensive."

Anyway, it's all magic, so that's pretty much it.

Using human skin paper, in addition to the material cost, the potion also needs to be prepared again, which is too expensive.

The master only gave a small amount of funds in total. From this transaction, the magician can't even get 70% of the gross profit. He also has to be responsible for after-sales service. If it is replaced with human skin, he may even lose money.

There can be a sense of ritual, but not much.

Besides, Party A is dead, and the magician continues to maintain the deal, which is already very conscientious.

If you want him to increase costs, that is absolutely impossible!

The master has knowledge under Huang Quan, and he will definitely be able to understand the magician's behavior.

The angel continued to look down,

".My death is insignificant. The real question that needs to be considered is how the living should deal with themselves. Paradise Lost is facing danger. This danger can be big or small. It may be a bullet, or it may be a shot from the sky.

Of course, this has nothing to do with what I'm about to say...

"Wait a minute, there is a black spot at the tiger's mouth on your left hand. Do you want to deal with it?"

Luden knew that he was a being similar to a 'traveler', but he couldn't tell anyone. Even if he told the other person, the other person would not be able to remember it for some reasons.

"Forget it, you can't see this thing without a magnifying glass. The manual says it clearly. As long as the body matches 99.99% of the master version, it doesn't even count as an error of one ten thousandth. Don't make trouble for yourself.

, you still want to be scolded, right?"

Note: Special funds were allocated to purchase human-made paper, and the brackets were deleted.

"That's true. When I entered the industry, that feeling was like, hey, I don't want to experience it a second time."

An elegant lady walks out of the pure white space.

The magician leaned against the counter, looked lazy, and yawned.

Soon, they packed up the body and made final inspections.

"You just deleted the brackets?"

After entering the name, a smart receptionist appeared in the pure white space, trying to introduce the world to Luden.

The angel placed the paper on the flame and watched it burn into ashes bit by bit and dissipate in the air. She fell into silence for a long time.

There is only one body of Luden today. The appearance of his death is very strange. The bullet penetrated his chest and there is a faint smile on his face.

There was a light window floating in front of Luden, with a line of words on it:

"Tell me, what are Lost Paradise trying to do by snatching so many corpses away? Could it be that they want to steal our job?"

In a pure white space, Luden slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of energy and he felt fresh about everything around him.

I need you to come back to Brave New World, and I just need you to do this simple thing.

The two walked into the morgue with relaxed steps, chatting and getting ready to start a new day's work.

After reading the information on the paper three times, the angel looked up at the magician, pointed to the last line of words and asked,

"Isn't that right? I heard that a lost paradise appeared in the wild and defeated the rebels."

The corner of the magician's mouth twitched a few times and he defended,

"There have been a lot less corpses recently, and work has become easier."

"Guess what."

This is the power of rules and cannot be violated.

Without hesitation, he entered two words: Luden.

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"He has no special funds at all!"

Of course, Luden has more important things at the moment.

In just a moment, she attracted Luden's full attention.

When the setting sun was strangled by the evil dogs of darkness, orange lights lit up in the coffee shop, and the angel stood up.

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company,

Where should I start talking about this matter? Oh, by the way, start with that operation.

I need you to do something for me, to be precise, do something for yourself. You can choose to refuse. Please remember that the gift of fate is always marked with a price.

He was the founder of Qiyun, the dictator of the Kingdom of God, and the governor of the Fog City. These three memories were extremely clear in his mind.

As for the rest, don't ask me. How do I know? I'm just a dead person, and I have no ability to predict the future. You don't really think I'm talking to you, do you?

In the surgery consent form you signed, you gave up everything about you as Luden, including Luden's biometric code, which the company relies on to identify us. This means one simple thing - in the eyes of the company

, you are not Luden.

When the other party's figure completely disappeared into the darkness, the magician stood under the flickering light, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised,

"I guess you'll go back."

"Can't you do magic?"

The same place, the same friends, the same story.

【Please enter your name】

Luden comes from a world of higher dimensions. Before his arrival, his memories were sealed to prevent memory confusion during the arrival process.

As for what happened before?

The magician followed and asked,

"So, what's your decision?"

You can also go through the same process, but there will be one less link, and they will not clear your memory. Needless to say what this means.

Is it Luden or not Luden? This is a simple question, but it can lead the story to different endings.

Morgue.

He needs to understand the world first.

The angel walked out of the coffee shop without looking back, leaving behind a sentence:

He ordered a free glass of water and poured half of it on the counter. Some ashes fell into the water, rising and falling to form a string of words,

"I am the master. When you read this line, I am still alive. I am looking for a magic assistant."

Luden will be recycled, cleared of memory, restored to factory settings, resurrected, and returned to a brave new world.

It’s the master who doesn’t talk about martial ethics first!

The angel reached for his backpack, as if he was looking for something, and the magician thoughtfully handed his finger over, with flames dancing on his fingertips.

"That's fine, that's it. The memory is completely cleared. The memory reset is complete. Let's release it."

Both of them are veterans and work cleanly and neatly.

"Basically qualified, ready for release."

Luden knew exactly who he was.

If fate really gives gifts to loyalty, then I can only give you three words: live.

I am the master, I am dead, dead people are never important, you need to remember that you are still alive.

The smart reception obviously couldn't solve Luden's problem, so it was switched to a manual reception.

"Don't even think about it! In ancient times, our job would have been like bringing the dead back to life. Who is so eager to learn? If you don't experience it yourself hundreds of times, you won't be able to figure it out!"

With her almost perfect appearance and damn temperament, everything about her seemed to have a mysterious attraction to Luden.

Luden quickly came to his senses and controlled his emotions.

"Mr. Luden, please wait a moment, I need to look at your analysis report."

The other party introduced himself with a slight smile,

"Call me Angel."
Chapter completed!