After the video call ended, Lu Yulan had not yet finished her meal.
Because of her dedication to making the pasta, she spent a lot of time on it.
Although the results were also amazing.
The people on the other side reappeared, the same old prison guards, but the boy was nowhere to be seen.
Lu Yulan frowned slightly, but did not say anything.
He simply took the other party's personal computer and continued watching.
Lu Yuanhong sat on the other sofa, quietly watching Lu Yulan.
In fact, he could see the communication between the two parties, and with his privileges, he could even directly access it.
But he just watched quietly.
Just as Lu Yulan hoped to have a new life, her family, though worried, still released her.
Lu Yulan noticed that there were indeed more "people" on the personal terminal.
This is probably what Lu's younger brother once referred to as an interstellar stowaway.
As expected...it's extraordinary.
Seeing the guest's face darken, the old prison guards all put on smug smiles.
See? They still choose the same people they've chosen for them.
However, the smug smile on his face didn't last long.
Lu Yulan pointed to an alien whose entire body was shrouded in green.
"I want him."
With so many hands, comparable to Nezha, and only 20 million per person, it's the cheapest option.
How wonderful, the other person's eyes are all green. Mom says that looking at green is good for the eyes.
"Sir, would you like to choose one more?"
"Of course I'll choose multiple options; I haven't finished reading it yet."
Lu Yulan wasn't particularly curious, but she disliked people playing tricks on her. These prison guards were clearly doing it on purpose, forcing her to choose those muscular men.
She deliberately did not do as they wished.
As you continue reading, the characters become increasingly bizarre, and Lu Yulan completely shatters your worldview.
However, he didn't see the middle-aged man the junior prison guard had mentioned, and couldn't help but frown.
These people are outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant.
"I'm looking for that boy who spoke this morning. Didn't he say a middle-aged man was willing?"
The old prison guard was taken aback, not expecting Lu Yulan to bring up these things at this time.
He quickly put on a fake smile and spoke.
"I'm sorry, sir, he's not feeling well and won't be able to meet. As for that middle-aged man, he changed his mind, so... sir, please choose from among these people."
"Why did you change your mind? Can I meet with the other person and find out why? Maybe they'll agree then?"
"After all, I am a guest. Shouldn't you prioritize my wishes?"
"this……"
The old prison guard was in a bit of a dilemma; wouldn't it be difficult for them to explain things to Lu Yulan like this?
"If not, then I don't want it either, and let's call this deal off."
As Lu Yulan spoke, she handed the personal terminal back, her eyes showing no trace of lingering affection.
This made some of the veteran prison guards feel uneasy.
If this deal goes through, they'll make money.
Seeing that Lu Yulan was about to leave.
The leader spoke.
"Honorable guest, please wait."
Then, with a troubled expression, he said, "It's not that we don't want you to choose that middle-aged man, but he's a troublemaker in prison. Although we don't know what crime he committed, his hiring fee is extremely high, which is really not suitable for you, our guest."
The old prison guard was so sincere that Lu Yulan almost believed him.
Unfortunately, her previous actions were too unethical, and Lu Yulan had reservations about them.
"I already said it's pleasing to the eye, I'll take a look and see."
Seeing Lu Yulan's insistence, the veteran prison guards didn't want to give up on this case, so they brought out the holographic projection of the middle-aged man.
Lu Yulan was stunned when she saw it.
He looks like an editor. They say that a hundred years from now, there will be a reincarnation, and someone exactly like you will be living in this world.
What about the editors?
Across endless time and starry skies, we meet again in another galaxy.
Is this a different version of meeting an old friend in a foreign land?
Although Lu Yulan knew perfectly well that this person couldn't possibly be an editor, as Xiaomi had already said, the earth had already exploded.
The middle-aged man looked very weathered, but his eyes were gentle and there was no trace of bloodlust in them.
Like a frail storyteller.
"I choose him."
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