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The eighth world 9
¡¡oh.
Zhou Bai didn¡¯t expect this.
He paused and raised his eyes to look at Samer.
Samar seemed not to realize what earth-shattering words he had said. He slowly and leisurely shook the blood-red wine in the glass and leaned back on the chair. There was even a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth. His dark purple eyes The eyes reflected the light and the color of the wine showed a bright flash.
Zhou Bai didn't know which act was more stupid, revealing his intention to overthrow the alien's rule in front of an alien who belonged to the most powerful family, and inviting him to the warden who was guarding him, asking him to join his riot. .
¡°Obviously Samar doesn¡¯t know either.
So he just did it all at once.
Zhou Bai squinted his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up into a small smile.
Like an iceberg that suddenly collapsed and melted in an instant, a brilliant and dazzling halo broke through the dark clouds.
Then that smile disappeared as quickly as it appeared, leaving no trace, almost making people think it was a sudden hallucination.
Shen Chen felt that his heartbeat seemed to be beating irregularly a few times, and it took him a few seconds to realize that he had to maintain his breathing.
"Then it depends on how you convince me." Zhou Bai said.
With sickly pale cheeks, golden eyelashes, cold gray-blue pupils, pale thin lips, and tight facial curves, he is still the indestructible warden like a marble statue, as repulsive as an iceberg. Thousands of miles.
Saber looked at Zhou Bai steadily.
After a few seconds, he took another sip of red wine, lowered his eyelids to hide the look in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he had regained his playboy-like elegant smile.
"It's just intuition." He said with a smile, the tip of his scarlet tongue licking the rim of the cup lightly and slowly, and his tone was slow and low, "I think we will definitely get along well"
Naturally, he made this invitation not because of some intuition or any whim or impulse.
During the brief encounter on another day, Samer had already discovered that the warden¡¯s strength was unfathomable and terrifying. Even though he was not prepared at the time, his strength was really unpredictable to him
In this chess game that he originally thought was a foregone conclusion, a force that was out of his control appeared, causing an unknown variable to appear in his plan that had a guaranteed victory.
Saber will never allow this to happen.
"But if you get rid of him rashlylet alone whether he has the strength to exclude him from the entire plan, even if he succeeds, this move will be enough to attract unnecessary attention from the top management and even make him fail.
This gave him a bold idea.
Since it can¡¯t be ruled out, it¡¯s better to use it for me.
But if he wants to succeed, he must know him well enough, and at least be 60% sure that Evans will not contact his top management immediately before he can show his cards to him.
???????????????????????? And Edward Jorrider's message guarantees it.
As for the remaining 40%
After all, the success of every great task requires a little bit of essential luck, doesn't it?
All he can do is give it a try.
Samer lowered his head and sniffed the clear wine in the glass, with a careless smile on his lips.
Hearing the vague and vague answer from the other party, he knew that he had made the right bet.
Zhou Bai lowered his head and took a sip of the wine in the glass.
The slender and dense golden eyelashes were drooped, the scarlet red wine as red as blood was reflected in the pupils, and the ripples of light were rolling in the cold pupils.
He put down the wine glass, and the base of the glass touched the table lightly, making a soft "click" sound.
His original intention was not to help them accomplish any purpose.
It¡¯s just to delay my time in this world.
After all, since he faced the system's task executor head-on in the last world, it made him extremely clear that the system was closer than he thought.
However, even if he is not injured, with the energy he has gathered after experiencing so many worlds, even in his prime, it will be difficult for him to fight the system.
So now his biggest chance of making a comeback is the energy body left by Wen Sa.
As a top executor who has performed hundreds of tasks under the system, Zhou Bai clearly knows how fast the system can update and expand itself, and it has been a long time since he forcibly left the system.In a short time, the system will inevitably be different from the previous version.
And Wen Sa's memory is likely to reveal the system's weaknesses for him.
However, now this breakthrough point has also encountered a bottleneck.
Zhou Bai pursed his lips invisibly, raised his eyes and casually glanced at the two people in front of him.
Shen Chen has calmed down at this moment, at least on the surface. He is now lowering his head to study a piece of lettuce on the plate, wholeheartedly minimizing his presence.
¡ª¡ªHis strategy of delaying the plot has also obviously reached an impasse.
Zhou Bai slightly raised the corners of his lips in a self-mocking manner.
So, the best and only way now is to follow the plot closely in order to master the rhythm of the plot to prevent disjoint and attract the attention of the plane laws and even the system.
What¡¯s more, he is really interested in revolution.
Zhou Bai narrowed his eyes.
But Zhou Bai really didn't expect that Samar would tell a member of the hostile Inhuman ruling class his purpose, even if not all of it, so straightforwardly.
If he was not the person standing in front of you, you might think that Samur is either too stupid or too naive.
Even if the plot that Zhou Bai received was incomplete, the fragmented fragments alone would leave a deep impression on people of his exhaustive plan. Zhou Bai would never be so stupid as to regard the person in front of him as someone with no ambitions. Straw bag.
¡°Then¡there is only one possible factor that contributed to Sam¡¯er¡¯s determination to win him into his camp¡
A pair of blue-gray eyes that were somewhat similar to him, but perfectly covered by gentleness and elegance, flashed before his eyes.
Edward Jorder.
He is the only one who has emerged as the biggest variable since Zhou Bai¡¯s last confrontation with Samer, and as the person who has the closest relationship with the original person, his assessment of Evans Joridel is enough to influence Samer¡¯s response. Zhou Bai's next plan.
Butthe problem is
??In the two days since he and Edward met -
What on earth did he say?
Zhou Bai lowered his eyes and looked casually at his naturally curled fingers on the chair. The depths of his gray-blue eyes were like cold waves rolling in the gaps of the abyss.
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