Playoffs

"I've got some nice bottles of red wine in the liquor cabinet downstairs." Mu Ke inquired with an opportune smile, "How about I bring them up here to wake them up and drink them together?"

The red wine was brought up, and between the glasses, the group of people who were not too good at drinking got drunk very quickly, Fang Dian, the person who shouted the most fiercely because she drank too fast, was the first to fall down, and before she fell down she was still pointing at Georgia and Armand over there with a deep face: "...... I didn't expect that ......"

"You two foreigners, you're great drinkers, and you're great heartbreakers, hiccup, and you're actually getting me drunk!"

Georgia, the bad-intentioned foreigner who was given a lot of booze by Fang Dian but didn't get drunk because he's a good drinker, honestly admits his mistake: "...... I'm sorry for my rudeness."

Armand was actually a bit drunk, but he was a good drinker and managed to keep his comportment, and now he was looking at Mu Sicheng, who was rolling around on the floor in a drunken frenzy, with a bemused look on his face.

It was childish of him to get angry with someone like that.

The drunken Mu Sicheng raised his hand and arrogantly yelled, "Wang Zi is my defeated general!!!"

Armand quickly roared back in anger, "Who's under you you drunken monkey!"

"Armand's drunk." Georgia held Armand down in an apologetic tone, "I'll take him away later."

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

"Before we leave, I brought you all gifts." Georgia placed the two bags he'd been keeping handy next to the shoe cabinet on the table, he moved and spoke softly as if he didn't think there was anything to what he'd taken out, "Some small token of appreciation, I hope you'll like them."

Georgia, get the contents of the bag out.

Bai Liu's eyes glazed over, Lu Yizhan nearly spat out his soup, and even Mu Ke stiffened.

Drunken Fang Dian looked closer, touched it, and said in a daze, "What's this, a golden statue ......"

On the table are two golden statues, one of Bai Liu and one of Lu Yizhan, an arm's length high and glittering with gold, Bai Liu's is of him alone, Lu Yizhan's is of him alone, dressed in a black suit, and next to him he is holding a bride with a blurred face.

"This is a meet and greet gift for Bai Liu's friend." Georgia introduces in a calm tone, "This is Mr. Lu's meet and greet gift, because I didn't know Miss Fang Dian's looks before, thus I haven't had time to carve the face yet, I'll leave the artisan here to carve a good carving in imitation of Miss Fang Dian's looks."

"No!" Lu Yizhan waved her hand in horror, "It's too expensive a gift, we can't accept it!"

Bai Liu's eyes narrowed as he pointed at Lu Yizhan's sculpture and asked sharply, "Why is his a double, twice as heavy as mine?"

"Don't question other people's gifts so rightfully!" Lu Yizhan roared and slapped Bai Liu's head, "Give me a good reason to reject someone else's expensive gift!"

"Please don't refuse." Georgia's attitude was sincere, "You and Bai Liu are both people who have helped the country of Gurolon, so it would be a shame for us if we couldn't even come up with a thank you gift of the size of an ordinary Gurolon family."

Lu Yizhan collapses and covers his face, "!!!"

Is that the level of appreciation for your average family already!

This is outrageous!

"Then accept it." Bai Liu said while frankly reaching over for the sculpture, "There's no reason to refuse a friend's gift."

You're quick to recognize a friend at a time like this!

Lu Yizhan sobbed and laughed as he stopped Bai Liu's outstretched hand, "You really can't ......"

Georgia stares at Lu Yizhan: "Are you really going to humiliate us with rejection?"

Lu Yizhan: "......"

Georgia, it's serious.

Eventually it's going to be.

"So why is Lu Yizhan's gold sculpture a double?" Bai Liu asked in all sincerity, "I should have gotten more credit for Gurolum than he did, right? It's only logical that I get twice as much gold as he does."

"Because it's a wedding present for Mr. Lu." Georgia explains, "So it's for two."

Bai Liu stared at the twice-sized gold sculpture on the tabletop, rubbed his chin, and glanced at Spades, who had been eating in silence as he stood guard, and fell into deep thought.

"So getting married gets you a double-weighted gold sculpture?"

Spades: "?"

Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu with that familiar calculating look and had an uneasy feeling, "What are you doing, Bai Liu ......"

Bai Liu muttered, "In that case--"

He turned his head to Georgia and said seriously, "I'm getting married too Georgia, give me double the gold sculpture, my boyfriend is 5'9", it should cost more gold if I do it in equal proportions ......"

Lu Yizhan breaks down, "Don't get married frivolously for something like this!"

After delivering the gold, Georgia left with Armand.

"So it turns out that there can still be this kind of bonus to be had for getting married." Bai Liu thoughtfully, "Even the gold is double, no wonder everyone wants to get married ......"

Lu Yizhan collapsed face down on the sofa, as exhausted as if he had wrestled with a hundred elephants, "...... Except for you, there is no way that anyone would get married to eat this kind of dividend."

There goes his vacation again ......

Lu Yizhan thought with tears in his eyes, "Oooh, I want to get married!

The next day.

A hungover Mu Sicheng wakes up with a splitting headache from beside his couch to find a small gold sculpture the size of his own hand, carved of him being punched in the face and furious.

"???" Mu Sicheng stood up angrily holding up the small sculpture, "What idiot sculpted me as I was being beaten?"

Bai Liu, who had just gotten up and was holding a cup ready to pour hot water to drink, swept his eyes and said casually, "Oh, this is what Armand asked me to pass on to you last night."

"It says it's carved down the way you lost to him, so you'll remember your miserable defeat well."

"Who failed miserably! He's the one who lost!" Mu Sicheng was so angry that he was about to throw the sculpture in the trash, "Who wants the dog he sent--"

"--It's a solid gold sculpture." Bai Liu, holding a cup of hot water, adds the second half of the sentence nonchalantly, "You don't want it you can give it to me."

Mu Sicheng's movement to throw it froze, he slowly put it down for a moment, hesitated for a long time, went up to his mouth and bit it, then confused, "Shit, it's soft, it's really pure gold!"

"Yes." Bai Liu replied slowly, "It's Wang Zi after all."

-Bringing a meet-and-greet gift for a friend won't be too shabby.

"Pack up and get into the game." Bai Liu raised his eyes and spoke in a calm tone, "The draw for the next playoff game comes out today, so we have to prepare for the next game."

The game is in the Wandering Circus Guild Room.

Wang Shun stormed into the conference room, he took a deep breath and braced his hands on the desktop, "The results are in."

All eyes looked over.

"Deer Hunters." Wang Shun's face was a meaty tightness, "Our next opponent, the Deer Hunters."

Directorate General of the Heresy Handling Bureau, lowest level of the underground.

This place holds heretics who are so dangerous that they have yet to figure out a reasonable way to house them, and who are held here as over-imprisonment, that only those in captain-level positions are allowed to take the elevator and come here.

And after the riot started by Bai Liu, the security here was further tightened, and in order to come here, in addition to requesting the position of captain, one has to fill out a series of application forms and even wear a surveillance ring.

Cen Buming swiped open the elevator with the captain's ID card and pressed the bottom elevator button after putting a surveillance ring on his wrist.

The elevator went all the way down, he was cloaked in his Heretic Authority uniform jacket, an eye patch over his left eye, one arm around his chest, silent, and with blood on the hem of his coat and the tops of his boots that he hadn't had a chance to clean, when a team member's voice came through the surveillance ring, "Team Sham, you can only stay for fifteen minutes."

"Uh-huh." Cen Buming responded faintly, "Got it."

The elevator finally landed on the last floor and slowly opened, in front of it was pitch black, some heretics are not suitable to see the light of imprisonment, so this place has always been pitch black, only on the sides of the road in the very center, there will be a weak illumination, and the air was filled with a kind of sea water fishy smell-

--The same repulsive scent as Bai Liu's.

Cen Buming moved inside, the soles of his boots tapping out smooth, orderly footsteps on the metal floor, and something ineffable surged in the darkness on either side of him, but the moment they got close enough to Cen Buming, they cowered back again as if they had smelled danger from their more dangerous counterparts.

The smell of seawater in the air crept away again.

Cen Buming acted as if he hadn't noticed it all as he calmly made his way through the darkness inward, listening to the footsteps of the supervisory team members lamenting that if he hadn't known that this place housed very dangerous heretics who hadn't found the proper way to be housed and dealt with, he would have thought that instead of being at the bottom of the heap their Cen team was taking a stroll around the drill ground.

Of course, tyrannical instructors like Team Sham don't usually do this kind of time-wasting stuff.

However, Team Sham usually didn't go to the last floor either, and despite his authority, he was extremely disgusted with the place, rating the bottom floor of the Heresy Handling Bureau's main office as [A place that shouldn't exist].

"Such uninhabitable and dangerous heretics should be promptly executed." Cen Buming indifferently commented on the heretics on this last level, "Otherwise one day these monsters will cause even more harm."

This is when Captain Su Yang would argue with disapproval, "This is not in line with the philosophy of the Heresy Treatment Bureau!"

"We exist to house heretics and deal with them, not to execute them indiscriminately!"

"You mean this naive philosophy from the [prophet] who died ten years ago?" Cen Buming said, "He's dead, it's time for that philosophy to change."

"This kind of naive fool who tries to save even heretics is not going to end well."

"You!" Su Yang such a good-tempered person would be so angry by Cen Buming that his speech would end, he took a deep breath, "Team Cen, I know that the second team mainly goes out to the field, and there are many times when they engage in head-on battles with the heretics, and there are deaths and injuries to a greater or lesser extent, so it's normal for you to have a grudge against the heretics."

"I also know that you really hate the [prophets] who set up this mechanism."

--Yes, Team Sham extremely hates everything about [The Prophet], so much so that whenever a team member brings it up, even if it's just small talk, he coldly interrupts the other person, "Don't discuss a dead person in front of me."

This is one of the reasons why fewer people in the current inning know that [Prophet] exists.