He gave her a gentlemanly salute: "Everything in York Hill will be taken care of for me for the time being." ”

"Hey, rest assured!"

Aunt Pamir smiled heartily and, as usual, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

As if he meant something, he turned his back and whispered in his voice, "You things in York Hill, Franke's people, will never be found right under my nose!" ”

"Thank you very much!"

Clarence nodded gratefully.

Finally, he seemed to think of something, "By the way, please be sure to use the 'key' I gave you, which is a thank you gift I prepared for you...... Including the Forgotten Worries Pill of the year. ”

He said, between the corners of his lightly hooked lips, a faint look of apology suddenly appeared, "The theft of medicine back then was really ......"

"Wow, it's been so long, forget it!"

Aunt Pamir laughed heartily and interrupted the man's apology.

Immediately, he turned his face slightly and looked to the east at the sea level.

His eyes suddenly changed, and he muttered with a smile, "Anyway, there are some things that I don't plan to forget." ”

“…… Such. ”

Clarence raised his eyebrows, remembering the letter Pamir had quietly stuffed into his silly girl last night.

I couldn't help but chuckle as if I was aware of it.

It seems that there is a new story that is going to set sail with this cruise ship.

……

——[End of the Plane]——

……

Enjoy the system space.

Xiang Xing lay on the soft little cloud bed, staring blankly at the transparent cylinder that appeared out of thin air in the space, like an oversized thermometer, and his face was full of question marks.

"What is this?"

She tilted her little head in confusion, thought about it, and simply jumped off the small cloud bed, ran upside down, and looked up and down at the big cylinder.

Not.

On the top of this cylinder, there are really scales drawn at equal intervals.

Every 10 bars, a numerical mark is marked.

The little guy's eyes widened in surprise.

Is this really a thermometer?

It's too big, isn't it?

Moreover, in this super-large thermometer, the strange lilac liquid is inexplicably stopped at the 101 position.

101…… Celsius?

Xiang Xing frowned strangely.

No way, this temperature can cook her.

Hmm, or else, 101 degrees Fahrenheit?

- But when you convert it, 101 degrees Fahrenheit, that's about 38 degrees Celsius.

Thinking of this, the little guy subconsciously patted his arm and cheek.

She doesn't have a fever, and the system space isn't that hot.

Weird.

“…… Oops, Ah Xing, you're awake~"

When Xiang Xingzheng was confused, he only heard a rattling cry from the sky.

A fat duck fluttered its little wings and fluttered from the heavens of the so-called "boss office" and stood firmly at her feet.

Finding that she was staring at the new thing in front of her in a daze, Duck Duck shook the duckling's head and couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know what this thing is, do you?"

It swayed its duck butt and spun around in a circle, turning into a Doctor duck duck shape.

After clearing his throat, he began to popularize science proudly.

"This is your life accumulation slot, we have accumulated a life span of 100 years, therefore, the main terminal will visualize this thing, so as not to calculate it in the future, and make some after-sales disputes and the like......"

“…… I see. ”

The little guy nodded in realization.