"I really can't treat living people." Harvey hurriedly stopped Ash, and Liz hid behind Harvey: "Okay, if, if what you said is true, you suddenly have a lot of luck with women... then what do you want to study?"

"I want to know why I am so popular with women."

"Then what?"

"Then?" Ash was stunned: "Just... continue to maintain it and try to find a stepmother for Liz as soon as possible?"

"That's right." Harvey spread his hands. "You don't need to know why. You just need to enjoy this hard-earned happiness. Anyway, by the time we leave Fanmula, you should be detoxified..."

"Harvey, your Alice isn't around, I urge you to think about your butt a little before you speak."

After a while of chaos, the three of them sat down again, and Harvey said, "Let's move on to the next topic - Ash, you said An Nan likes to hit you recently?"

Although the word 'beat' felt strange, Ash nodded: "Yes."

Harvey: “I think this might be a hint.”

"What does it imply?"

"Implying dissatisfaction, what have you done these days?"

"I didn't do anything." Ash scratched his head. "I just played games and ate every day, constantly improving my command ability. Occasionally, when I had time, I would find a pancake with Liz to practice gun skills. I didn't do anything."

Liz also nodded. It was she who dragged Ash to the butler to practice gun skills. After all, Ash had promised her before, but he forgot about it. However, Liz did not forget.

"That's right," Harvey said. "Because you didn't do anything."

"What's the meaning?"

"Although An Nan said that she doesn't require your performance, she is expecting you to take the initiative to fall in love and strive to be on the second list. Just like I don't have any requirements for corpses, but I also hope that the corpse can die and transform into a dead creature by itself."

"I understand. The young lady said she wanted me to take a day off, but she was expecting me to work overtime for free!"

The office worker and the necromancer used different metaphors to reach a common consensus - An Nan is a proud street lamp.

"Then it's your turn." Ash looked at Liz and said, "Tell me, what did you do with my Stand?"

Liz's eyes flickered. "I didn't do anything. I just asked him to help me model... Oh, I have a question too. Can love really change a person's personality? I've met a few sisters recently. Some of them are serious, some are black-hearted, some are cold, and some are dumber than me. But after they fell in love, they all became gentle. They were often in a daze at ordinary times, but they would giggle from time to time. Is love really that powerful?"

"Hey, that's a very good question, but unfortunately I can't answer it." Ash said expressionlessly.

"Yes." Harvey said while chewing cake tobacco: "For example, I recently started to quit smoking because of someone."

Ash: (°ー°〃).

Liz:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ.

Facing everyone's shocked looks, Harvey was a little surprised: "Are you really that surprised?"

"Because in my opinion, Harvey, you are the type of person who wants to light a cigarette before dying, but can't, and dies with regret." Ash said, and Liz nodded repeatedly.

Harvey: "Arranging death scenarios for people is the job of a necromancer. I think you, Ash, are quite talented in the necromancy department. Why don't you join me and become a lackey of Haagen-Dazs?"

Ash waved his hand: "No thanks, so which cemetery did you meet him in?"

Harvey shook his head. "It's not a cemetery. I just followed An Nan's instructions and found someone to fall in love with in my dream. But I didn't really have any expectations. After all, there are too few people in reality who can keep up with my aesthetic standards. But..."

He turned his head and looked out the window, avoiding the sight of the father and daughter: "I met a girl who looks very much like Narbel."

Ash's memory was not very good, and he only had a vague impression of the name, but considering the context and the current atmosphere, this should be the Necromancer's White Moonlight.

However, compared to Bai Yueguang, Harvey was so calm about the joke of 'looking for a partner in the cemetery', and had no desire to refute at all, which made Ash even more afraid of Harvey.

The Necromancer is simply a blind box of sexual fetishes. Every time you open one, you will refresh your understanding of the Necromancer's bottom line.

"It's not that I like the girl in my dream. In fact, Narbel and I can't be said to be in love. We are just colleagues."

Harvey said, "I'm the controller who makes the corpses, and she's the delivery person who moves the corpses. We don't communicate much. The last topic I discussed with her was what kind of corpse spots would be the most beautiful on her."

No wonder Harvey has no hope for his marriage and love life. I'm afraid there are no females in this world who can keep up with your thinking... No, even males can't keep up either.

"She said she liked blue roses, and I agreed." Harvey said, "Because the human body cannot produce beautiful purple-blue, I set up a poison miracle on her. It will be triggered when she dies, using the reaction of poison and hemoglobin to mix out the bright purple-blue."

Ash is deeply impressed by the biodiversity of this world, and at the same time ignites his hope for true love - even Harvey has true love, there is no more convincing example than this.

"It's a pity that I never saw her body." Harvey suddenly laughed: "The Blood Saints in the research institute are really efficient. The day after she died, her body was sent to some research institute, and I couldn't find it even if I tried."

The necromancer's laughter lurked twisted and alienated negative emotions: anger, resentment, hatred, and fear. They rolled and intertwined into a dark desire for destruction, half of which was aimed at the world's throat, and the other half at his own heart.

Liz seemed to be able to sense a surge of human malice. She didn't care about the possibility of being beaten up by Ash, and quietly hid beside Ash, trembling.

Ash wasn't too surprised by Harvey's mental state.

Harvey's coffin was never intended for Alice.

It's the job of a necromancer to arrange death scripts for people, and Harvey has been writing his own scripts.

"oh."

Harvey glanced at him and said, "I've said so much and you just answered with an 'oh'?"

“Oh~oh~oh~oh~oh~oh~”

Ash started, and Liz followed. The two of them, big and small, hummed in a rhythm of 124 for more than ten seconds. Even Harvey, whose face was as stiff as a corpse, couldn't help but twitch his lips - he had been expecting Ash to take the initiative to discuss the pattern of corpse spots with him, but now it seemed there was no hope.

"Come on, I was accumulating some negative emotions on purpose so that I could use them in the spell I was casting. Now you two have taken all of them away. Don't you think about how difficult it is to accumulate negative emotions in Fanmula?"

"Then let's talk about the girl you met in your dream." Ash said, "Are you in love with her?"

"How is it possible..." Harvey suddenly stopped talking and looked at Ash.

Ash blinked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I suddenly realized that she looks a bit like you."

"Havi, don't do this, I'm scared." Ash hugged Liz and trembled together.

Harvey just said it casually without thinking much: "Of course I'm not in love with her. The love of a necromancer is 'unforgettable' - the kind that carves into bones and hearts - but..."

"Only what?"

"Just treat it as a dream." Harvey took the last bite of the tobacco: "In the dream, she will persuade me to quit smoking, so I will try to quit."

The atmosphere became heavy, and Ash could only change the subject: "Then the last topic, why is there cake in my room every day?"

"Dad, are you dissatisfied?" Liz asked back, "I actually want to see cake every day when I wake up!"

"But you all don't have it, but I do. I will definitely find it very strange!" Ash held his chin up and pondered, "It feels like the prelude to something dangerous. Could it be a preview of a murder?"

Harvey: "We'll be leaving soon after the second list comes out, why do you care?"

Ash thought, that's right, "Then you guys come over every morning and help me with the cake."

"Why?"

“I can’t finish it all by myself.”

"Can't you just leave it there if you can't finish it?"

"No." Ash shook his head. "I have a strong feeling that if I don't finish this cake, something terrible might happen."

"Why do you have so many premonitions..."

…

…

After eating the cake, everyone dispersed. Liz left with a stand-in, Harvey went back to the room to dress up as Alice, and Ash changed into a black robe and continued to go into jail in the game - he couldn't beat the dungeon, and he was beaten. He had to be locked up in there all day to improve his skills. It was no different from being in jail. Even the treatment in Broken Lake Prison was better than playing in the dungeon.

Don't get close to Jizhanlibajuegong, or you will become unlucky.

However, when taking the passenger elevator to the gaming floor, Ash met the person he least wanted to meet - Qinna!

She was still wearing the red hat, her tall figure stood out from the crowd, her expression was cold, her eyes were solemn, and she could still take away the little presence left in the crowded elevator. Seeing this scene, Ash couldn't help but sigh once again that the family system of Fanmoula really didn't distinguish between high and low. For someone like him who didn't even dare to take the same elevator with the boss when going to work, he couldn't imagine why ordinary people dared to take the elevator with the clan leader.

In the Sennheiser district, the clan leader Qinna is almost a dictator. Not to mention the red hats she holds, although other departments are set up strictly in accordance with the system of the Gospel Kingdom, Qinna can directly manage any department and appoint and dismiss any position. In fact, she does so, but she does not govern the city according to her own preferences, but according to the advice of the Gospel.

Even if she doesn't have the power of life and death, Qinna can at least be said to have the power to cover the sky with one hand in Sennheiser.

But based on the contact over the past few days, Ash found that the Senheiser people did not seem to fear their leader, and they did not even respect him very much. If anything, in their eyes, Qinna was just an ordinary member of the tribe.

An Nan dared to be so tough in front of Qinna, perhaps not only because she relied on her identity as a daughter, but also because of the sense of equality she developed in her childhood. Living in this family, because material desires have greatly decreased, the reality of hierarchy has also lost its meaning, so everyone will not respect the clan leader who holds power, nor will they despise ordinary maids who do manual labor. The clan leader and the maids are just members of the clan who perform their duties.

So don't be afraid, Ash, you are just an ordinary member of the tribe now, just pretend that Qinna doesn't exist!

Then Ash hid in the corner of the passenger elevator, his eyes fixed on the floor buttons.

You can't see me You can't see me...

However, the other party seemed to be able to hear his inner thoughts. He squeezed through the crowd and stood behind him, with a tall shadow covering his back. Ash watched his nose and his heart, not daring to breathe, for fear of alarming the monster behind him.

The door of the passenger elevator opened, and several more tribesmen came in, squeezing out all the remaining space. Qinna seemed to be squeezed by someone, and her body pressed against Ash. Ash's body shuddered, and he turned his head to look back, just in time to meet Qinna's cold and noble golden eyes.

Ash wished he could learn the art of shrinking so that he could stay away from the gaze of this Sanctuary sorcerer. However, it was rush hour and the elevator was extremely crowded. Even if Ash almost turned himself into a two-dimensional being, he still couldn't avoid contact with the tribe leader's body and the rubbing of his clothes. He could even feel Qinna's breath on his hood.

The time in the passenger elevator that seemed like an eternity finally ended. When they arrived at the restaurant floor, the others left one after another. Qinna seemed to be here for breakfast as well. Just when Ash breathed a sigh of relief, Qinna suddenly patted his shoulder and said expressionlessly, "Corner of mouth."

Ash was startled and touched the right corner of his mouth, but Qinna shook her head and stretched out her finger to wipe off the cream stain on the left corner of his mouth.

"Thanks?"

Qinna nodded slightly at him, then quickly left the elevator, leaving a confused Ash behind.

The interaction between them did not attract any attention. All the desires of the people in this city were satisfied by the beauty mist, including the desire for knowledge - they were not interested in paying attention to other people's gossip.

Unless it is shocking gossip that can surpass the pleasure of beauty mist.

Lucy, hiding behind the crowd, has been keeping an eye on the clan leader and Ash. She recalled the secrets that Ash had told her. At this moment, seeing the interaction between Ash and Qinna, her curiosity, which had been dormant for more than ten years, couldn't help but beat.

She also followed Qinna out and soon noticed an eye-popping scene - the patriarch actually put his butter-covered fingertips into his mouth!

After a few days of cooling off, Lucy had begun to suspect that she had been deceived by Ash and Igula, and wondered whether she should report it, but at this moment, all her doubts were dispelled.

It turns out what they said was true!