Sword and Magic and Taxi

"Turn the left side of the flag down. The fastest update. I'm so short and I can see that the sides are not aligned. I really don't know how you work."

Tyrion shook his head, walked under the construction staff's herringbone ladder, raised the key to open the door, then walked in and closed the door gently. There is a large piece of frosted glass on this wooden door, and the black ink on it has not completely dried. The words "Debt and Affairs" of "Debt must be paid back" are flowing downwards with longer and longer black marks. Leon will never lack these two things in the future.

This is Room 313 of the Continental Hotel, located on the third and fourth floors, which are barely part of the office building area. Some groups of super-powers composed of spontaneous and nonsense gathered here to get together and work together, renting rooms like playing checkers, and clamoring every day. Tyrion also rented such a room. On one side of his neighbor was "call me the field medical team for bleeding", and the other side was the gable.

The room in the deepest part of the corridor is the most expensive, because it may be the least affected. Although the Continental Hotel, as a subsidiary demiplane, has a unique world rule that "buildings and furniture can always recover themselves", any damage can be restored within a day, but this magical power does not extend to the residents. Tyrion feels that he is small, and is often ignored by the two parties in conflict, thus getting involved in all kinds of accidental injuries. So I spent a little more money and rented this safer place.

Unexpectedly, the door of this house is facing the stairwell, so it is actually very convenient to go up and down, which is an unexpected gain. It's a pity that this harvest can't bring business. Tyrion's main job here every day is to read books, read newspapers, collect information, and swipe his phone.

Tyrion moved the chair and placed it in front of the cabinet, then climbed up and took the bottle and glass from the height, then slowly climbed down. A glass of red wine, a plate of biscuits, a mobile phone, and a large comfortable sofa can spend a relaxing and comfortable day. He poured himself wine as usual, took a sip, adjusted his posture, and turned on the phone.

"Puff!" Tyrion sprayed all of a sudden, and the dark red wine rolled on the floor with drool. The news of the detachment meeting will of course be the front page headlines. The news that all eight votes have passed (finally) illustrates the importance of the matter, and the following news bulletin that will scan the earth's original world and all affiliated worlds at any time is unprecedented.

The fewer words, the bigger the matter. The entire press release only said the unanimous vote and the scan of the earth, but did not say why. Tyrion scratched his head and thought about what happened in these two days, but he couldn't figure it out. Except for the return of the Dragon King, the Lord broke through the barrier between the two earths, and the establishment of the Personnel and Cargo Port Administration on the back of the moon, everything else is trivial. The detached have to scan the entire world. What are they looking for, and what can make them collectively show nervousness?

"Either Nexus, or the great treasure, or the great treasure guarded by Nexus." Tyrion looked at the news and raised a half-full glass. "Your Majesty Dragon King, congratulations for the first time. vote!"

Before he put the cup to his mouth, the phone on the table rang, Ding Lingling Ding Lingling never finished. Tyrion missed his previous flying pigeons, and the pigeons carefully trained by the bachelors would not bark constantly. He threw the phone aside, put down the cup, and then used psionic power to pull the microphone to his ear.

"Hey, Tyrion, you'll be fine. Room 313, right? I'll be here soon." Zhao Mai's voice came from the receiver, mixed with a crisp and sweet doorbell. Tyrion knew this sound very well, because he heard it every time he entered and exited the main entrance of the Continental Hotel.

"Oh, your door is so messy, why are there two groups of people fighting? Isn't the interior of the Continental Hotel forbidden to fight?" Then Zhao Mai's voice became a little lower, but Tyrion could still hear clearly. "Excuse me, don't hurt, don't hurt..."

"I'm waiting for you at door 313!" The little devil shouted into the microphone and then buckled it. Anyway, according to Zhao Mai's strong hearing, he would definitely not miss this sentence. Pushing the door abruptly, Tyrion actually forgot that there were builders and a herringbone ladder at the door! Seeing a shadow pressed over, Tyrion hurriedly raised his hands, using psychic powers as a buffer.

The collision did not occur. The falling worker and his ladder all stopped in mid-air, and his whole body was frozen. Only a pair of eyes looked around. Tyrion looked at the other side of the corridor. The dozen neighbors who had been clamoring and fighting were all frozen, stiff and helpless, floating in the air like a balloon. The only thing that can be done is that the instigator who watched all this walked slowly from among them, and if he accidentally got in the way, he would be poked aside with his hand.

That person is Zhao Mai.

"If you have a debt, you must pay the general office? You still think about your family's motto: Lannister must have a debt!"

"The symbol of our house is a lion, and the motto is to listen to me roar! Debts must be paid back and **** into gold are legends formed outside because our family has money." Tyrion touched the old knife scar on his face and reminded himself Don't be nervous, don't be impulsive, small people must be more cautious. "You made a special trip to find me?"

"Of course, isn't it obvious?" Zhao Mai shook his fingers, and all the people who were held by psychic powers drifted away towards the other end of the corridor, and then put them down one by one. They have obviously abandoned their prejudices, and quickly reached a consensus with unprecedented tacit understanding and efficiency. Can hold everyone in an instant, and can also break everyone's neck in an instant, this kind of madman should be left to the poor dwarf!

"I was relatively sad recently. I originally wanted to give myself a holiday, but the tree wanted to be quiet and windy, and was involved in a big event. In fact, it is not the first time to save the world, and it's a familiar experience. Really sad. But I looked around, and I didn’t have Tyrion Lannister~www.NovelMTL.com~ how could this work? Didn’t I make it clear that I would be pitted without my brain! So I came up with a good one! idea."

The little devil tried to maintain the seriousness (stiffness) of his facial muscles, controlling his voice and said, "What a good idea, please listen."

"I just thought, I have to come to Tyrion, say something nice, and ask him to help me again. Of course, this has to start from admitting my mistakes. I really didn't expect the world will to be entangled with me, and I made a mistake. It’s difficult to let yourself go. Of course, the biggest mistake is to leave the little devil behind without begging for nothing. If you step back ten thousand steps, you should keep him for a while, and you shouldn’t let him go in such a hurry. Of course, I thought about it afterwards, I might have been affected by the will of the world when I let him go, because even the original earth was afraid of Tyrion’s wisdom, and this little guy could always persuade me, it’s not for the will of the world. Good to start."

Zhao Mai smiled, and changed a rascal look: "In case the plan just failed, I also prepared two sets of backup plans. One set is to give money to the entire office and buy one first. Let’s talk about it for a hundred years. The other is robbing people. Anyway, if I intend to rob people, the entire planet that can resist or save people will be counted in one hand. In short, I will pack this lion."

"But..." Zhao Mai finally said, "If possible, don't let me leave a history of stealing men, okay?"