"I've got a few bottles of good red wine in the wine cabinet downstairs." Mu Ke asked with a smile, "I'll bring them up to wake up a little, how about we drink together?"

The red wine was brought up, and as they toasted each other, the group of people who were not good at drinking quickly got drunk. Fang Dian, the one who shouted the loudest, was the first to fall down because she drank too fast. Before she fell down, she pointed at Georgia and Armand with a serious face and said, "...I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

"You two foreigners, you have a great alcohol tolerance, but you have a very bad heart. Burp, you actually got me drunk!"

Georgia, a mean foreigner who was forced to drink a lot of wine by Fang Dian but did not get drunk because of her good alcohol tolerance, honestly admitted her fault: "...I am sorry."

Armand was actually a little drunk, but he had a good alcohol tolerance and managed to maintain his composure. Now he was looking at Mu Sicheng, who was rolling around on the ground and acting crazy after getting drunk, with a speechless face.

It was so childish of him to get angry with such a person before.

The drunk Mu Sicheng raised his hands and shouted arrogantly: "Prince is my defeated general!!"

Armand quickly yelled back: "Who is your loser, you drunk monkey!"

"Armand is drunk." Georgia pressed Armand down apologetically, "I'll take him away later."

Lu Yizhan, who didn't drink much, smiled helplessly: "It's okay."

"Before I leave, I'll bring you some gifts." Georgia put the two bags that had been placed next to the shoe cabinet on the table. His movements and tone were very light, as if he didn't think the things he took out were anything special. "Just some small gifts, I hope you like them."

Georgia took the things out of the bag.

Bai Liu's eyes instantly glued to him, and Lu Yizhan almost spit out his soup, and even Mu Ke froze for a moment.

The drunk Fang Dian took a closer look, touched it, and said in a daze: "What is this, a golden statue..."

There are two golden statues on the table, one is of Bai Liu and the other is of Lu Yizhang. They are as tall as an arm and are shining with golden light. Bai Liu's is a single statue, while Lu Yizhang's is a double statue. He is wearing a black suit and is holding the bride with a blurred face.

"This is a gift from Bai Liu's friend." Georgia introduced calmly, "This is a gift from Mr. Lu. Because I didn't know what Miss Fangdian looked like before, I didn't have time to carve her face. I will leave a craftsman here to carve her in Miss Fangdian's image."

"No thanks!" Lu Yizhan waved his hands in fear, "This gift is too expensive, we can't accept it!"

Bai Liu narrowed his eyes, pointed at the sculpture at Lu Station and asked sharply, "Why is his a double sculpture and twice as heavy as mine?"

"Don't take it for granted that you doubt other people's gifts!" Lu Yizhan roared and slapped Bai Liu on the head, "Reject other people's expensive gifts properly!"

"Please don't refuse." Georgia said sincerely, "You and Bai Liu have both helped the country of Guloren. If you can't even give a thank-you gift of Guloren's standard, it would be a humiliation for us."

Lu Yizhan collapsed and covered his face: "!!!"

Is this the level of thank-you gifts from your ordinary families?

This is outrageous!!

"Then accept it." Bai Liu said as he calmly reached out to take the sculpture. "It's no reason to refuse a gift from a friend."

You are quite quick to acknowledge your friend at a time like this!

Lu Yizhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he tried to stop Bai Liu from extending his hand: "I really can't..."

Georgia stared at Lu Yizhan: "Are you really going to humiliate us by rejecting us?"

Lu Yizhan: “…”

Georgia, I mean it.

Finally I got it.

"So why is the golden sculpture of two people at Lu Station?" Bai Liu asked sincerely, "My contribution to Gu Luolun should be greater than his, right? Logically, I should get twice as much gold as him."

"Because it's a wedding gift for Mr. Lu," Georgia explained, "so it's for two people."

Bai Liu stared at the twice-sized golden sculpture on the table, touched his chin, and then glanced at Hei Tao who was eating silently beside him, and fell into deep thought.

"So if you get married you get a double weight gold sculpture?"

Spade: “?”

Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu's familiar calculating eyes and had an unpredictable premonition: "What are you going to do, Bai Liu..."

Bai Liu murmured to himself: "If that's the case——"

He turned to look at Georgia and said seriously, "I'm getting married too, Georgia, please give me a double gold sculpture. My boyfriend is 1.9 meters tall. If we make it in proportion, we should spend more gold..."

Lu Yizhan collapsed: "Don't get married frivolously just for something like this!"

After giving away the gold, Georgia left with Armand.

"So getting married can bring such bonuses." Bai Liu seemed to be thinking about something, "Even the gold is doubled, no wonder everyone wants to get married..."

Lu Yizhan fell face down on the sofa, he was exhausted as if he had fought with a hundred elephants: "...Except for you, no one would get married to get this kind of bonus."

His vacation is gone again...

Lu Yizhan was crying and thinking, Woohoo, I want to get married!

The next day.

Mu Sicheng woke up from the sofa with a hangover and a splitting headache. He found a small golden sculpture the size of his own hand next to him. The sculpture showed him being hit by a punch and looking furious.

"???" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily, holding up the small sculpture, "Which idiot carved me into a picture of me being beaten?"

Bai Liu, who had just gotten up and was about to pour a cup of hot water, glanced at it and said casually, "Oh, this, Armand asked me to pass it to you last night."

"He said he carved a picture of you losing to him so that you would remember your miserable defeat."

"Who lost miserably! It was obviously him who lost!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that he wanted to throw the sculpture into the trash can on the spot, "Who wanted this shit he gave me——"

"——It's a pure gold sculpture." Bai Liu held the hot water cup and added the second half slowly, "If you don't want it, you can give it to me."

Mu Sicheng froze in his attempt to throw it. He slowly let it go, hesitated for a long time, took a bite, and then said in confusion, "Damn, it's soft, it's really pure gold!"

"Yes." Bai Liu answered slowly, "He is a prince after all."

——The gift you bring to your friends when meeting them won’t be too shabby.

"Pack up and get ready for the game." Bai Liu raised his eyes and said calmly, "The draw results for the next playoff game will be announced today, so we need to prepare for the next game."

In the game, the Wandering Circus Guild Meeting Room.

Wang Shun rushed into the conference room, took a deep breath, and placed his hands on the table: "The results are out."

Everyone looked over there.

"Deer Hunter." Wang Shun's face was visibly tense. "Our next opponent is the Deer Hunter."

The headquarters of the Bureau of Heresy, the lowest underground level.

Those imprisoned here are all extremely dangerous, and no reasonable method of detention has been found yet. As heretics who are excessively detained here, only people at the captain level can take the elevator and come here.

After the riot started by Bai Liu, the security here was further strengthened. To come here, in addition to applying for the position of captain, one must fill out a series of application forms and even wear surveillance cameras.

After putting the surveillance camera on his wrist, Cen Mingming used his captain's ID card to open the elevator and pressed the elevator button for the bottom floor.

The elevator went down. He was wearing the uniform jacket of the Heretic Administration, with an eye patch on his left eye. He had one hand on his chest and remained silent. There was blood stains on his clothes and boots that he hadn't had time to clean. A team member's voice came from the surveillance camera: "Captain Cen, you can only stay for fifteen minutes."

"Yeah." Cen Mingming responded calmly, "I know."

The elevator finally reached the last floor and slowly opened. It was pitch black in front of me. Some heretics were not suitable to be imprisoned in the light, so this place was always pitch black. There was only a faint light on both sides of the middle road. The air was filled with the smell of seawater.

——The same disgusting aura as that on Bai Liu.

Cen Mingming walked inside, his boot soles tapping out steady and orderly footsteps on the metal floor. Something unspeakable was surging in the darkness on both sides, but the moment they approached Cen Mingming, they shrank back as if they had smelled danger from something more dangerous of the same kind.

The smell of sea water in the air quietly dissipated again.

Cen Mingming seemed not to notice all this. He walked calmly through the darkness. The supervisor who listened to the footsteps sighed. If he didn't know that those imprisoned here were very dangerous heretics who had not been properly contained and dealt with, he would have thought that their Team Cen was not at the bottom level, but was taking a walk on the training ground.

Of course, a tyrant instructor like Captain Cen generally wouldn't do such a time-wasting thing.

However, Captain Cen usually doesn't go to the last level. Although he has authority, he hates this place very much and regards the lowest level of the Bureau of Heresy Headquarters as a "place that shouldn't exist."

"This kind of heretic that is uncontainable and extremely dangerous should be executed immediately." Cen Mingming commented coldly on the heretics of the last layer, "Otherwise, one day, these monsters will cause greater harm."

At this time, Captain Su Yang would disagree and argue: "This is inconsistent with the philosophy of the Bureau of Heresy!"

"The purpose of our existence is to contain and deal with heretics, not to execute them indiscriminately!"

"You mean this is the naive idea from that prophet who died ten years ago?" Cen Mingming sneered, "He's dead now, so it's time to change this idea."

"This naive fool who even tries to save heretics will not have a good ending."

"You!" Even someone as good-tempered as Su Yang would be speechless at Cen Mingming's anger. He took a deep breath and said, "Captain Cen, I know that Team Two is mainly on field missions and often has direct battles with heretics. There are more or less casualties. It's normal for you to be resentful of the heretics."

"I also know that you really dislike the Prophet who created this mechanism."

——Yes, Captain Cen hated everything about the Prophet. He hated it so much that whenever a team member mentioned it, even if it was just a casual chat, he would coldly interrupt the other party: "Don't discuss a dead person in front of me."

This is also one of the reasons why few people know about the existence of the Prophet in the current game.