Personality V: I will save everything

But even though they were exposed, Natasha and the dancer were not in a hurry to change back, because......

"Obviously this is Sister Natasha!"

"This is Natasha."

"Natasha is here."

Sure enough, Mike, Murro and Valletta all recognized Natasha at first sight.

Everyone was laughing and joking together. Suddenly, Mike had a suggestion. "Since Sister Natasha has changed into a dancer, why don't we......"

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It was quite convenient for Mike and Muro; they just had to exchange clothes with the acrobats and savages.

"I really don't understand why you would come up with such a ridiculous idea and dare to put it into practice? This is simply unbelievable!"

The acrobat stared at the person in front of him suspiciously, frowning, with a tone full of confusion and anger. Compared with Mike, the acrobat still retained a bit of innocence, knowing nothing about the darkness hidden behind the hustle and bustle, so he always looked at the people around him with a bit of impulsiveness and recklessness.

Especially the guy named Qiu Ke who spoke wildly in front of him not long ago and said some words that were hard for him to accept.

From then on, every time the acrobat saw Joke, he would feel an inexplicable anger in his heart, and he felt that he was displeased no matter how he looked at him.

However, faced with the acrobat's barrage of questions, Mike seemed to have heard nothing and ignored them completely.

He quickly changed into his performance costume, then reached out his hand to casually fiddle with his carefully combed hair, making it messy in the blink of an eye.

After doing all this, Mike nodded with satisfaction and said to himself, "Well, now it looks exactly the same as before!"

"Is this... okay?" The savage widened his eyes, looked at the gorgeous and complicated clothes on his body with confusion, and muttered to himself.

You know, the more advanced the clothes, the more complicated they are to wear. This is especially true for Muro's clothes. The various delicate buttons, straps and folds are simply a nightmare for the savages who have never come into contact with such clothes.

Although the Savage had tried very hard to understand and put it on, he failed in the end. He fiddled with the tiny parts and could not put them together correctly.

"It's okay, it's not a difficult thing, let me help you."

Muro walked up to the savage with a smile and said softly. Looking at the helpless savage in front of him, Muro couldn't help but recall the scene when he first arrived at the manor.

At that time, he also felt at a loss with these unfamiliar clothes and was as clumsy as the savage now. Even the simplest action of dressing was very difficult for him.

Although there was a minor incident, Mike and Murro both performed very well.

The most difficult and troublesome existence is undoubtedly Valletta.

I saw Qiu Ke standing aside, staring at Valletta on the ground, with a trace of worry on his face. He asked, "Are you sure you can still get into that small space?"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on the particularly bulky prosthesis under Violetta.

It has been more than ten years since Valletta was equipped with prosthetic limbs used by normal people. Now, facing this once familiar yet slightly unfamiliar equipment again, can she still be as flexible as before?

After all, this prosthesis is not only extremely heavy, but also has patches of rust on it due to long-term use and lack of maintenance.

However, Violetta just looked up at Joke, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and responded confidently: "Don't worry, Joke, this little difficulty is nothing to me... But, in my opinion, the person who should really be worried is you!" As soon as these words came out, Joke was stunned at first, and then he understood the meaning of Violetta's words.

Indeed, for Qiu Ke, the first task before him is to replace his existing prosthesis with the original version made of a few simple pieces of iron.

Yet this is where the thorny problem sets in. Violetta’s prosthetic problem seems relatively easy to deal with, since she can simply ask the spider for one.

But when it comes to Jack, the situation becomes complicated. Who dares to imagine that Jack has the courage to ask for something from the terrifying clown? Not to mention whether the prosthesis can be successfully borrowed, the thought itself makes people feel terrified.

"Besides, it's not just the prosthesis. In my opinion, the clothes you are wearing, Senior Qiu Ke, will also be quite troublesome." Mike said with a frown.

Just like the prosthetic limbs, if Jake really went to the clown to borrow clothes, it can be almost asserted that the clown would never easily agree. This undoubtedly caused Jake great trouble.

"That's true. Joke's clothes and prostheses are really a headache." Muro agreed, and said that he agreed with Mike's point of view. Compared with the situation faced by others, Joke's situation is obviously the most difficult and complicated.

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly had an idea and thought of a brilliant idea!"

At this moment, Mike slapped his forehead excitedly, as if a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

His eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to share his thoughts: "We can just go directly to Zhuang............"

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qiu Ke's sharp gaze.

Joke glared at Mike fiercely, and this look was like a basin of ice water poured over his head, instantly making Mike tremble all over. The words that were about to his lips were swallowed back as if under a spell.

He couldn't help but shudder, wondering in his heart why this guy Qiu Ke was so fierce.

But Mike reacted quickly. He quickly adjusted his emotions and reorganized his words:

"Well... that's what I mean. The wardrobes in our manor. Think about it. Maybe there are things we need hidden in there. Maybe we can find the key clues to solve the problem!"

As he spoke, he carefully observed Qiu Ke's expression, fearing that he would make the other party unhappy again.

The acrobat certainly noticed that the atmosphere was not right and also noticed Mike's pause, but in his eyes, taking the opportunity to mock Jack at this moment was more important.

"It looks like your plan has to stop here."

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Of course not!

They can’t find the manor owner for the time being, but they have someone with similar abilities to the manor owner!

Joke went to find Andrew and exchanged his current clothes and prosthesis for his previous clothes and prosthesis.

However, the cruel reality ruthlessly revealed a truth: Jack's previous worries about Valletta were completely unnecessary. In comparison, he should focus more on his own situation.

All I heard was a cry of surprise: "Oh!!!!" The sound was so deafening that it seemed to penetrate the sky.

It turned out that Muro and Mike were frantically trying to pull Jock up from the ground. Jock was in such a state of disgrace at the moment, how could he still look as majestic as before?

The culprit for all this is the prosthetic limb that once accompanied him for a long time but now looks extremely simple.

Joke found it difficult to adapt to this outdated equipment. Every step he took was as difficult as dancing on the edge of a knife.

Sure enough, he would trip over his prosthesis every few steps.

Within a distance of just a few dozen meters, small obstacles appeared one after another, making Qiu Ke overwhelmed; and every five steps or so, there would be a severe fall waiting for him, leaving his body covered with bruises, looking so miserable.

Natasha couldn't bear it any longer, so she found a chair for her husband and asked him to sit on it, so that at least he wouldn't have to stand up and fall.

"Just sit here and don't move. Honey, let me put on some beautiful makeup for you myself." Natasha said softly, her eyes gently falling on Jack in front of her.

In fact, she had learned a little secret from Mike a long time ago - Jake no longer knew how to put on the classic clown makeup of the past. In this case, this important task naturally had to be handed over to her.

Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly and began to think seriously about what the clown makeup should look like. Soon, she had a clear plan of steps in her mind.

She picked up the foundation skillfully and gently patted it on Qiu Ke's entire face until the originally slightly weathered face was evenly covered with a layer of pure white.

Then, it was time to choose eyeliner. Natasha paused for a moment, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought: "Hmm... what kind of eyeliner can best bring out Joke's unique charm?"

After some thought, a light suddenly flashed in her mind, "That's right! Bright red is the most suitable color!" So, she picked up a red eyeliner without hesitation and carefully drew along the contour of Jack's eyes.

The next step is to create the key part of the whole makeup - drawing a big mouth that seems to be smiling forever. After a little consideration, Natasha decisively decided to use the eye-catching red color.

After all, even the eyeshadow has been chosen to be red, so such a unified color combination will definitely make the overall effect more outstanding and stunning.

Finally, with Natasha's careful and meticulous operation, all the processes were completed smoothly.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, her face filled with a sense of accomplishment and joy, and excitedly announced: "It's done!"

Then, she carefully looked at the brand new Jack in front of her and felt extremely satisfied with her masterpiece.

Joke held up the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and was silent for a long time. Although Natasha's makeup was perfect, but......

"This is completely different from what Senior Qiu Ke used to look like, okay?"

Originally, Mike and Muro were helping Violetta get into her old prosthetic limb, but Natasha said she was done. Mike turned around and saw... this this this this this this this this this is completely different from the previous Crying Clown, okay? !

"Sister Natasha, you drew this for Senior Qiu Ke. When he stood on the stage, I thought he was a drama actor, okay?"

Indeed, Natasha’s painting is very beautiful, yes, but this kind of beauty and gorgeousness should not appear on a "clown".

"And let's not talk about anything else. Just look at the hustle and bustle we had before. Who would put such elaborate makeup on a clown?"

This seems to be the crux of the problem.

Although it's a pity, it seems that Joke must wash off this makeup. It might be better to let Mike help him put on makeup. After all, Mike may be the only person who has seen Joke when he was still a crying clown.

Just as Jake washed off his makeup, revealing his true appearance,

A voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What good is it to be a bunch of idiots who are laughed at and bullied by others?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the person who spoke, and sure enough, the clown was standing there with a look of contempt on his face.

"What good is there in a coward with a lame leg, a madman who has lived with wild animals since childhood, a deformed person who can only crawl on the ground, a fool who knows nothing, and a guy who can only please others with his body?"

The memory of the clamor is the most unbearable memory in the Joker's life, the memory he most wants to forget.

The self who originally came from another world made him see that there was another possibility for himself, but now he actually wanted to take off his gorgeous clothes and turn back into the worst appearance in his memory. How could the Joker not be disgusted?

"As expected, once people become rich, they tend to forget their roots. You guys are actually playing with our worst memories like toys."

I originally thought that people coming from another world would change a bit, but in the end, nothing changed.

"No, you may have misunderstood. We didn't intend to do this. On the contrary, we have also experienced what you have experienced..."

But halfway through his words, Qiu Ke didn't know how to refute. What could he say next? Because we are luckier than you, or because we have encountered a turning point?

What's the difference between saying something like this and being sarcastic?

When the clown saw that Jack stopped talking, he thought he was right.

"You are indeed different from us."