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Chapter 307 Jeffrey's Intermission
Jeffrey looked at the huge amount of dream essence in his hand, even though he knew that this kind of thing was something that the troupe brought empty-handed to the white wolf, but he still couldn't help but have the illusion of getting rich overnight.

Damn it, you must not be fooled by sugar-coated cannonballs!
"That's great, that's great. Originally we said that we wouldn't give you a 'salary' for the technical test, but in the end I managed to win it for you." The little princess laughed.

Today he is wearing a small black suit that fits well, and the white coat that is obviously a few sizes too big is draped over his shoulders, giving people a strong sense of contrast.

"Then I have to thank you?"

"No, it's just a small reward. You can spend whatever you want here. Unfortunately, it's just a technical test. Otherwise, if you pass a repertoire steadily, you can be regarded as someone who can be written on the carnival billboard." The little princess said.

"Yeah, forget about the troupe's internal glory." Jeffrey sighed.

He moved his body.

Back at the troupe carnival, the sense of disobedience in the body is no longer there, and it seems that it has returned to the original state of the dream body.

He still misses the etheric energy of that body as if riding a galloping horse.

But the feeling of the body returning to its own strong and powerful body is also good, and the whole person becomes refreshed.

For Jeffrey, this trip to technical testing has gained a lot.

I have seen more big plays by the troupe, and I have not seen the third stage of liberation for a long time, so I took this opportunity to get more familiar with that feeling.

With a few more attempts, he will probably be able to use it proficiently someday.

Because the strength of the third stage is too amazing, Jeffrey basically has no place to exercise in the sunken empty island group. Before he took over the responsibility of the area of ​​Fusang City, he could still go to the boundary to practice.

Things changed after he came to Fusang. It was too troublesome for Fusang to go to the boundary zone, but he gradually stopped going, and the opportunities for exercise gradually decreased.

Now it seems that using this carnival seems to be able to solve his problem.

"How is my performance this time?" Thinking of how he stood in the sea of ​​flames and started the third stage, Jeffrey recollected his mentality at that time, feeling a little emotional, and subconsciously asked.

After reacting, he turned his head to look at the little princess, who was looking at him with a teasing expression.

It was a bit obscene at first, but that face and magical charm were too prominent, and it made Jeffrey move up and down.

"You are doing well, you are quite handsome, Mr. Hero." The little princess immediately put on an expression of admiration.

"Don't!" Jeffrey quickly covered his face and waved his hands.

The little princess smiled and put away the expression that made him feel a little disgusted.

"You are also a disaster. I have ignored it before. Your ability is subtle, and the activity of ether energy is pitifully low. Even standing here without my ability is more active than you." Jeffrey pointed out.

"That's it, I'm weak and useless, I'm so pitiful and helpless." The little princess raised her hand and sighed pretendingly.

"It's obviously scary, okay, forget it, the number of villains in your troupe is more than that of the fraternity in my impression. I really don't know how you did it." Facing Jeffrey's complaints, the little princess smiled and said nothing. language.

After saying goodbye to Jeffrey, the little princess left with a full record.

Jeffrey was set free.

Originally wanted to leave this carnival dream immediately.

But after thinking about it, I have been busy in this dream for so long, and it seems that I haven't really looked here, so I am going to take a look around.

It happened to be the internal currency of the carnival, and he also got a large amount of the dream essence, and he had never spent it in the carnival, so he might be able to find something he was interested in.

Thinking of this, he walked through the overcrowded performance hall.

There seems to be a lot more people at the carnival recently.

This troupe is really thriving.

Glancing at the bartender in the lobby bar today, he was an elegant male bartender with a black glove on his right hand and a black robe.

Feeling that it was better not to provoke him, Jeffrey left quickly.

The red sheets of people coming and going on the street outside.

With a clear goal, Jeffrey went directly to the preparation office behind the scenes.

There are a lot of people in the preparation office today. Although Jeffrey has never been here, he still passes by on weekdays. It is really rare that there are so many people.

As soon as he came in, he froze again.

The red hair is like a waterfall, the face is like a peach blossom, although the dark lines on the body and the pattern between the eyebrows destroy the feeling of detachment, they look even more strange.

Great beauty!
It is different from the "fake" of the little princess.

A true beauty of pure nature!
Jeffrey moved his upper body, but out of pure appreciation, his lower body couldn't move at all.

This is called beauty!

But soon, Jeffrey recovered from the astonishment.

No, although it is indeed beautiful, some details on her body show...

Jeffrey's mind seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue.

"Why is it a man again?!" He shouted in a low voice.

Your troupe is poisonous!Are all the high-value characters with ambiguous genders male?Gay troupe, right?

Jeffrey beat his chest and feet, and severely criticized the troupe.

Now he knew why so many people came to the preparatory office today, and many people gathered around this red-haired "beauty" trying to strike up a conversation and ask questions.

Rhett deftly skipped unimportant questions.

Jeffrey shrank to a slightly empty place, and took a look at the shoppable items in the preparation area.

After looking at buying something that he should use, or just something that made him curious, he was ready to leave.

But when passing the front desk, Reid looked up from the quaint books in his hand to Jeffrey.

Jeffrey looked at him briefly, and felt a heart skip a beat again.

But this time it wasn't because of heartbeat, but because of the slight glance of the other party, an invisible sense of oppression instantly invaded Jeffrey's whole body, making his movements stiff.

This feeling was fleeting, and in the end, Rhett showed a gentle smile towards him, washing away all the previous discomfort.

Jeffrey looked at it for a while in a daze, and then left the preparation room.

"Phew, the troupe is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a beauty that makes people's heart beat in two senses." Jeffrey sighed.

……

After wandering around in the carnival for a while, Jeffrey slowly got out of this nightmare.

When the illusory dream faded and the sense of reality filled again, Jeffrey felt the burr on his face for the first time.

He opened his eyes and saw a mouse's butt.

"Rost?"

"Ah? Jeffrey!" The mouse on the face jumped up and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing on my face?" Jeffrey got up, his body was a little stiff and sore from sleeping too long.

"You woke up three days later than the time you agreed before going to bed! I thought you died inside!" Rost made a heavy voice.

"Oh, sorry, I'm a little addicted to playing, it's really interesting there."

"And these things just came out of your shadow." Rost pointed to his bed, and saw the big and small scare boxes.

They were all obtained by Jeffrey shopping at the preparation office.

"The troupe is so fast." Jeffrey laughed.

He looked at it, picked up a box and opened it, and took out a stone pot inside.

"You still buy this thing in the troupe? Do we need a pot?"

"No." Jeffrey replied, and then opened the pot, a strong fragrance came out.

"This is?" Rost asked in surprise when he smelled it.

"It's called 'chicken stew', a delicacy. The preparation place actually sells various delicacies. I saw that I bought a lot. In the next few days, our meals will be settled."

"Although I don't know much about carnivals, the internal currency should not be used to buy such things." Rost's mouse face wrinkled.

"Hey, they've put them on the shelves. Of course they bought them for us. Eat them while they're hot. Well, they've thoughtfully prepared the bowls and chopsticks." Jeffrey rubbed his hands, and started after distributing the bowls and chopsticks.

Rost wanted to say something, but looking at the hot pot of chicken, overflowing with aroma...

Really fragrant.

During the dining room, Rost said: "You came back a bit late, and you missed an action."

"Oh." Jeffrey buried his head in his meal and responded.

"However, the important action is still to come, and it is still aimed at Bai Cang. This can no longer be absent." Rost continued,

Savoring the taste of the chicken stew, Jeffrey was silent for a while. After spitting out the chicken bones, he said, "Rost, can I apply for a long rest after the business on Bai Cang's side is finished."

"Huh?" The chicken bone Rost was chewing on fell back into the bowl.

(End of this chapter)