It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 424: Would it be better to have some excitement?

After happily taking a bubble bath, Bertrand hummed a tune as he stepped out of the bathtub with bubbles on his head, turned on the showerhead and rinsed off the bubbles with warm water.

After walking out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, Bertranci was drying his hair while thinking, "What was I originally going to do?"

When his eyes fell on the cat bag lying quietly on the bed, he suddenly remembered, "Oh, yes, I wanted to wash this."

Throwing the towel aside, Bertrand hummed a song as he emptied the contents of his bag and threw it into the basket of laundry.

Then he took out an identical cat bag from somewhere and put all the things he had poured out into it.

Bertrand looked at the black bear in his hand, then looked at his bag, "Oh, when did this thing get into my bag?"

Little Bear: ...

“…Oh.”

On the other side, Behrfinger, who was about to take the little bear, said: "..."

Touching the bandage on his neck, Behringer yawned, took out a piece of paper and a pen, wrote a note, put it in a conspicuous place, and then used a teleport to leave.

America.

On an unknown island.

Inside the sacred church, whispers of prayer fill the room.

Beihefeng ignored this scene, put on a platinum cloak and went to the witch's room, taking away a few bottles of magic potions.

As soon as he walked out, he ran into Yuna.

"Mr. Magician."

Glancing at the cross necklace with the letter B engraved on it around his neck, Yuna bowed in respect.

Beihefeng waved his hand and was about to leave, but Yuna said, "Master Magician, the witch has instructed that if she sees you, please go to the town to meet Mr. Zhufu."

Bei Hefenger stopped walking, was silent for a moment, and then nodded, "I understand."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yuna said, bending down.

Flying quickly to the town, Bechfinger looked around and finally spotted Zhu Fu Jingguang who was tending to the flower garden.

After standing there for a while, Behefeng pulled down the hood on his head and walked towards him.

Zhu Fujing caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, raised his head to look at him, was visibly stunned for a moment, and then confusion appeared in his eyes.

Bei Hefenger immediately smiled, greeted him naturally, and walked away quickly.

Turning around and looking at his departing back, Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes flashed with doubt, and he murmured softly, "Strange, why does he feel a little familiar..."

After hiding in a room, Bechfinger exhaled, "It seems that his memory will not recover suddenly... Although church members often brainwash themselves, they have been ordered to avoid him, so it will not affect his subsequent memory recovery."

Beihefenger crossed his elbows and thought for a while, "By the way, can Jingguang instantly restore his memory when he sees Tohko? Wouldn't it be better to have a little stimulation?"

He muttered to himself as he quickly teleported away.

Neon rice flower market.

Chino House.

Coughing sounds continued to be heard in the room.

Qianzhu was curled up in the corner of the sofa covered with a small blanket. Liu Qingyao walked out of the kitchen with boiling water that had just been boiled using magic. He cooled it down with magic, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Qianzhu.

Looking at his increasingly paler face, Liu Qingyao frowned slightly and turned to look at the white figure that suddenly appeared in the center of the living room.

As soon as he appeared, Bechfinger handed over the magic potion.