Mystery: The whole good living master

"Sokabile?"

He screamed in surprise.

These four syllables seemed to have pressed the pause button for Mu Fange. His joints made a cracking sound, and his hands and feet instinctively froze in mid-air, not daring to move.

Mu Fange let out a hiss and he felt the cold sweat on his back soaking his clothes.

This Russian swear word came out so naturally that it didn't even need any transition. It was obviously not a deliberate code.

Why did he say Sukabile?

Could it be that he is also a remnant of the old days?

Or is he a time traveler like me?

Did he see that I was a time traveler?

Should I give a secret signal to test the waters?

Fortunately, the man’s next sentence was not so shocking—he said with surprise: “You are not dead yet!”

Well, it’s still quite confusing actually.

"what?"

Mu Fangge now felt like the power button had been pressed on him.

What's going on? You two are alone. Why do I have to die as soon as we meet?

Mu Fan Ge gnashed his teeth: "Yeah, I'm not dead yet..."

"That's great!" He clapped his hands and laughed, then held Mu Fange's shoulders: "Since you're not dead, do you want to come back to work? Sukabulie?"

This sentence sounded like mumbling, and it was the same language that Ouroboros had just spoken to the "Tandoraski" trapped in the spirit world. It was not Giant language, but Mu Fange could understand it. To be more precise, he could understand what he meant, but he still couldn't understand the specific words in this sentence. It was like wearing headphones with artificial intelligence simultaneous interpretation... I don't know what the principle is, anyway, it can't be Mu Fange's new ability, he couldn't understand these mumbling words just now...

As if he could read Mu Fange's mind, he suddenly explained, "I recently got a new full language proficiency badge, so what I say will be automatically translated in the other person's mind."

Automatic translation? Mu Fan Ge's eyes widened. What kind of magical power is this? If I had this medal, I wouldn't have to learn those damned nonsense words!

"How can I get this medal?" Mu Fangge grabbed his shoulders seriously.

"Ah! It's very simple. As long as you master all the languages ​​in the world, you can get this medal!" He said these cold words with a smile.

Mu Fan Ge's burning heart was poured with a basin of ice-cold water, and he immediately lowered his head in despair: Do I have to learn everything again? What's the point...

Sainnetel smiled and touched Mu Fange's head: "It's okay, Sukabulie, you are a genius, I believe you will learn it quickly... After studying, do you want to come back to work?"

"Don't let him work for you. He just broke your portal!" The original body Meng silently took off his monocle and came up to complain.

He patted Mu Fange's shoulder nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, that was originally built by Sukabulie, just fix it~"

Mu Fan Ge, who was feeling depressed because he had to learn various languages ​​in the future, suddenly raised his head. Mu Fan Ge realized that in the context of these words... Sukabulie was not an interjection or a swear word, but more like a proper noun... Got it! He was addressing Koreshi Sukapriya!

Hey! You can't call Sukapriya Sukabulie!

So if Sukabulie was calling me, that means he wants me to come back to work?

Mu Fan Ge instinctively felt something was wrong - what did it mean to come back to work? Did I work for you before?

Of course it's possible! With the workaholic attribute passed down from the Koreshi family, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to write "working ten jobs in ten locations at the same time" on Mu Fange's resume.

Mu Fange suppressed his headache and flipped through the memories in his mind that he had hardly touched since the time travel. Korish's memories were a bit too academic. Most of the content was a combination of essays, lab reports, and academic papers. It was also mixed with the memories of Time Worm No. 3563. Coupled with the polluted mutterings that popped up from time to time, it was really a headache.

Mu Fange is just a PVP player, not the kind of hardcore player who writes a thesis on the game content... If there is no need, Mu Fange definitely doesn't want to look through Korrixi's memory.

Memories showed that the previous sense of familiarity and déjà vu were not accidental. This smiling man and the environment of this city... indeed occupied a large part of Korish's memory: after inheriting the position of head of Sucapria and dealing with the funeral of his father Morinvika, Korish seemed to have started working here after he was about forty years old.

And this person, the one who smiled so harmoniously, was none other than the smiling tiger with a dagger hidden in his smile, Seannetel, who had been mentioned many times in Roselle's diary.

Stop! Wait a minute! What's going on with these memories? Isn't it too weird? Is Seinnetel too nice to Koreshi? Seinnetel and Morinvika seem to have a good relationship... Is Seinnetel my cheap dad or cheap mom?

Ah this? No! I don't want this possibility! I don't want this terrible if line!

Mu Fangge's face twisted and he quickly slapped this damn idea to death.

Mu Fan Ge slapped himself, which was a common thing in Amon's eyes, but it was different for Saennetel. The smile on his face gradually stiffened, and he grinned in disbelief, with his glasses sliding down his nose. Saennetel couldn't laugh at all, just because Mu Fan Ge suddenly slapped himself hard in the face against Korishi.

Seinnetel adjusted his glasses and comforted him, "No... there's no need to be so resistant... We can talk about work slowly, don't be anxious, and don't be afraid..." Seinnetel put on a sweet and gentle voice, like a veteran in the love field, but to Mu Fangge, it sounded more like a pink toad croaking.

"Let's not talk about work for now..." He held onto Mu Fange and looked behind him: "Where's Amon? I remember you were both getting married. Didn't he succeed in chasing you? Or did you dump him?"

In order not to continue to be a 007 agent with ten jobs a day; in order not to continue to be used as a convenient tool by Seinneter; in order not to become Seinneter's cheap son! Mu Fan Ge pursed his lips, took two deep breaths, and decided to tell the innocent and lovely Seinneter a spooky story.

silence.

Sennetel was waiting for Mu Fange to speak.

Mu Fan Ge is organizing the language of strange stories.

The Amons tacitly kept silent.

Ouroboros simply didn't want to talk.

After a moment of silence in which several people looked at each other, Mu Fange suddenly revealed an exaggerated and twisted smile, like a well-fed spider, with the corners of his mouth raised high towards his ears. He said something without a beginning or an end: "No, I caught up with him."

Sennetel blinked his eyes, slowly curled up his toes, and dug into the floor with force. It took him a long time to react to what Mu Fange was saying. Despite his subconscious control, his breathing gradually became difficult and rapid... He swallowed his saliva with a "gulp" between breaths, but as expected, he choked himself and caused a violent coughing fit until he retched.

Seinnetel sat on the ground unconsciously, his cold hands and feet going limp.

The panting gradually stopped.

Seinnetel asked tremblingly: "You mean..."

Mu Fan Ge nodded, took out a monocle from his pocket and put it on.

The two Amons and a new octopus Amon behind him once again demonstrated their "Amon tacit understanding" and simultaneously took out a monocle from their pockets and put it on.

Thanenetl took a deep breath, and held it for three full seconds.

Then there was a scream that shook the sky.

"Help! Adam! Take care of your dead child!"