Douluo's lottery master

The maid nodded slightly, expressing her approval for her boss's words, and asked very cooperatively: "Then what kind of person do you think this Yan Kun is?"

"Do I think so?" The man sitting on the chair shook the goblet lightly, the orange juice in the glass moved freely, even if the expression on his face could not be seen, his confidence could be heard from his voice.

The maid's eyes gradually changed. If she ignored the orange juice in the boss's hand, she felt that the boss in front of her was a perfect man, but the orange juice was a bit dazzling, which perfectly broke his aura.

"You said, how did they die? I mean those who chased and killed them, and it was a specific situation, not a simple result." The man looked directly into the maid's lavender eyes, as if he was watching her same as the soul.

"Yes, they died from cannibalism, and it was a short-term high-frequency battle. The last survivor was killed by the power of the world space in a short time after killing another person." The maid said again.

"In your words, the truth has been revealed, do you need me to talk more nonsense?" The man smiled arrogantly, gently lifted the goblet, and took another sip of orange juice, looking like I didn't say anything. The look you should know.

The maid thought for a while. She watched the expression of the former man gradually begin to change, and finally turned into the original expression. She looked at the man in shock and admiration, and said excitedly:

"I understand. You are implying me. The time of their death has already explained everything. It stands to reason that there are only three possibilities for such a high-frequency and rapid death, and the situation of cannibalism."

"First, they have already succeeded, but because they all wanted to monopolize the benefits, they started killing each other quickly and frequently. In the end, the last person was killed by the power of space that inexplicably originated from the world. Yan Kun showed three In the power of the great law, there is no space, and it may be his layout, which ends up as the end."

"Secondly, Yan Kun's strength is too strong, and he asked them to kill each other. They really did that, but in the end, the last person was killed by the space power that Yan Kun had prepared long ago."

The man stared at the former maid, and asked with confidence in his eyes, and continued: "The analysis is good, but what happened may be more exciting than you imagined, you might as well continue to think about it, maybe you will get closer The truth of the matter."

The maid nodded slightly, and touched her chin with one hand to think about it. The whole incident was replayed in her mind, everything became clearer, and the truth of the matter seemed to gradually surface.

At that moment, the maid's eyes lit up, and she suddenly said in surprise, "I see, it turns out to be like this!"

The man gulped down the remaining orange juice, took out a large bottle of Coke from under the table, still with ice in it, poured it into a goblet of ice marrow, and said in a high-pitched and confident way: "Say it, you didn't express it. Before, I wasn't sure if your answer was reasonably accurate."

"Well, I think that the space power from the world should be a by-product. Yan Kun must have used some special thing or ability to affect the space, causing the people inside to have to kill each other, but in the end it failed. After changing the process, I was strangled by the power of space." The maid looked at the former man seriously and expectantly, as if she really wanted his affirmation.

The man took a sip of Coke, the smile on his face gradually spread, and asked: "Why do you think so, do you have a reason? If you don't have a specific explanation, you can't do it."

"The reason is very simple. You asked me to pay attention to the speed of death and the power of space. This is the best solution I can connect the two. I think Yan Kun may have a special ability to limit killing. Cannibalism, and the scope is very small, if the insiders kill slowly, they will all die."

"According to my opinion, the magic weapon he used should be a special magic weapon, because he does not have the power of space. At the same time, his magic weapon should be very powerful, so powerful that everyone will despair after seeing it, and he can use it without hesitation. Start killing each other." The maid continued to analyze, the light in her eyes gradually shining.

"You should understand who he is. I don't need to say more about what to do, right? Go to work quickly. Although your ability is still a little flawed, it is generally very reliable." The man smiled slightly, and once again After taking a sip of iced cola, he said with a confident expression.

"Yes!"

The maid replied seriously, her lavender eyes were persistent and serious, she already had experience in this kind of thing, and her experience was not a little bit.

"You have to know that although you are just my maid, I don't want you to be just a maid. I hope you can go higher and farther. Therefore, you must not give up thinking like others and trust me blindly. I think you Has the potential to be my best assistant."

The man stood up, walked to the maid, lightly patted the maid on the shoulder, looked straight into her eyes and said with a smile, that shallow smile seemed to have magical power, which could easily arouse the maid's heart.

"Yes, I will live up to expectations!" The maid nodded seriously, her eyes full of determination.

"Go." The man smiled and waved his hands. Although he didn't say anything, his goal and goal had been achieved.

The maid bowed deeply and left respectfully. She already knew what she was supposed to do. She was very familiar with such things. She knew that her master was very powerful. It would be outrageous to have to do such trivial things by herself.

After the maid left, the man returned to his seat, took another big sip of iced Coke, felt the refreshment from the soul, and said to himself in his heart:

"Noel, Noel, you are really a perfect crippler. I used to claim to be a think tank. Until you woke me up again and again, and successfully made me realize how the future should go. , now I have been raised by you as a waste."

"The ability to think has gradually given up, and the ability to play games has also begun to fade away. Now I seem to only know how to maintain my image. Once someone exposes me or fails, I have thought about the way out."

The man sat on the chair, smiled and sighed, and took another sip of the iced cola. He felt that the taste was really good, and the slightly cool feeling coupled with the ice-filling function of the ice marrow goblet was very good.

The only regret is that I used the ice marrow goblet to hold the orange juice just now, and now it tastes a bit off-flavored, but it's not a big problem. Let Nuoer find someone to modify it or make a better cup another day.

Uh... my idea is really outrageous!

Noel, Noel, I have been crippled by you...