Chapter 149 Topic: Zombie Rising? Niram’s senior?
After receiving the order, Tsumurai left with a frustrated look on her face.

In the crowded shopping mall, Sougo walked in the opposite direction.

but
Before he took a few steps.
A delicate little hand grabbed his arm
Sougo turned around in confusion, and a cup of iced milk tea was placed in his arms.

"Here!"

"Master, your milk tea!"

Akilela's voice, mixed with resentment and grievance, reached Sougo's ears.

To this
Sougo rolled his eyes on the spot. He could guess it with his toes.

Just now
Aguilera must be hiding in the crowd.
She heard every word of the conversation between Sougo and Tsumuri.

"Thank you."

"Why did you come here?"

Sougo took the milk tea and started drinking it.

Even the word "thank you" was very perfunctory.

"Kyoko called me."

"They said the people above want to see you."

Aguilera sighed, feeling somewhat helpless.

"The people above?"

Sougo subconsciously raised his head and looked at the transparent glass skylight above.

“It’s the one above.”

"It's the organization that manages the Knights."

"Xingzi asked me to inform you, but she was too embarrassed to say it."

Aguilera rolled her eyes at Sougo and added unhappily.

"Why are you embarrassed?"

"When did she become so distant?"

Sougo was puzzled, as they had been having a lot of fun these past few days.

“Because this happened a week ago.”

"She was having so much fun that she forgot to tell me."

Aguilera sighed regretfully and said that he asked her to pass on the message because he was afraid of being beaten.

"No wonder."

“I was confused before.”

"Logically speaking, I've been here for so long, you should have seen me a long time ago."

Sougo shook his head and smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that there would be such a little episode in it.

"When are we meeting?"

Sougo asked curiously.

"casual."

"You've been procrastinating for a week."

“Is this still necessary now?”

Aguilera covered her forehead and complained with a look of despair.

Without her, this family would probably break up sooner or later.

"Let's leave it like this for now."

"Please tell Xingzi for me."

"It's too early to meet now."

"It won't be too late to meet again after I win the [Grand Prix of Desire]."

Sougo thought for a moment and asked Akilela to tell Kyoko to convey the message on his behalf.

"All right."

"so."

"Are you going on a date with that [vixen] tonight?"

"You already have a maid as obedient as me."

Aguilera covered her chest with her hands in grievance, looking pitiful.

But what responded to her was not the mercy of her own Master.

But
"You guys should just keep your crime intact."

Sougo pinched Akilela's little face and scolded her with a bad smile.

He didn't use any force or threaten anyone, he was just playing around.

"pain"

Aguilera frowned and hummed softly, as if taking advantage of someone else.

In the eyes of passers-by, their behavior was just a fight between lovers.

After a smile, no one cared.

Late night
A western restaurant that has won three Michelin stars for three consecutive years.
In the luxurious hall, there was only one table of guests dining at this time.
The violinist who was hired at a huge cost is now in the performance area, playing beautiful and melodious music.

Sougo, dressed in casual clothes and a silk napkin, enjoyed his meal alone.

This line
He went to the meeting alone.
He didn't bring any female companions with him, and he didn't even tell anyone except Aguilera.

Because the person I’m going to meet on this trip is the operator of the Grand Prix, a person from the future.

Sougo doesn't want the people of this era to be implicated in this conspiracy.

At the spacious dining table, everyone was standing except Sougo who was enjoying his meal.

The fear of [Omen Demon] is engraved in the minds of future people.

Given their status, they are not qualified to sit at the same table with the devil.

unless
It's an invitation from the devil.
Sougo picked up the sterling silver cutlery, cut off a small piece of premium beef, and put it into his mouth.

He squinted his eyes beautifully, feeling the fragrant gravy bursting in his mouth.

Subsequently
He picked up the goblet beside him.

A sip of red wine relieves the greasy aroma and brings a satisfied smile.

at this time
A middle-aged man in a white suit was standing next to Sougo like a waiter, with a big smile on his face.

He had a white towel hanging from his arm and was always keeping an eye on Sougo so that he could provide meticulous service.

but
Who can imagine
Such a humble man is the operation officer of the [Desire Grand Prix].

His name is: Kiroli
In this Desire Grand Prix, the apparent operations officer also serves as the game administrator. He coordinates the progress of the normal game and has the right to change the rules and eliminate players.

only.
Even a person like this has to be served with great care in front of Sougo.

I'm afraid that if Sougo is dissatisfied, he will do something terrible in the future.

after all
For the future people.
Sougo at this moment is Oma Zi-O thousands of years later.

In this world, Sougo gained eternal life.

Decades.
Hundreds of years.
Thousands of years.
He rules the future world, and his strength grows day by day.

No one knows how powerful he is.

As long as he wants
Crossing the long river of time and space, the official of the Desire Grand Prix was easily crushed to death!

Its simplicity is no less than crushing a small ant!

so.
When entertaining Sougo, Kirori did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.

Everything, big or small, must be done by yourself.

While waiting for the meal.
"Kilori"

Sougo put down his cutlery and suddenly spoke.

"I'm here."

Kiroli responded respectfully, but his heart was in his throat.

"I am very satisfied with your service."

"But."

“I have a question.”

"Are you really the highest administrator of this game?"

"I thought I made it very clear at noon."

Sougo turned slightly and looked at the smiling man beside him.

It seemed like a simple question, but it already made the other party break out in a cold sweat.

Even the smile on his face became very forced, without the previous calmness.

"I"

Kiroli opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded.

"I am so sorry."

"There was some traffic on the way here."

"To express my apology, I brought you a limited edition tiramisu."

The person who spoke aroused Sougo's curiosity, and he looked forward.

A man wearing a beige plaid suit and a bow tie appeared quickly in the hall.

His name is: Niram.

He is a senior operations executive one level higher than Bikiloli.

Responsible for the operation of the game, and the development of equipment, etc.

He reluctantly held up the paper bag containing the cake with both hands, bent down respectfully and handed it to Sougo.

In fact.
He was so late because he wanted to grab the cake.

But he wouldn't dare to make such an excuse even if he had ten times the courage!
“Neelam, right.”

Sougo looked at the person who came and called out his name directly.

"Yes"

Neelam blanched but responded respectfully.

The old devil of the future is a terrifying existence that is omniscient and omnipotent.

I didn’t expect that it was so terrifying hundreds of years ago!

"take it easy"

"I have no intention of calling you to account this time."

"On the contrary, I am very much looking forward to the Desire Grand Prix."

"Tell me about it"

"What's the theme this time?"

Sougo took the paper bag.

The package was opened in front of Neelam.

Scoop up a spoonful of cake and put it into your mouth to taste.

"It's my pleasure"

"The theme of this time"

"Yes: Dead Rising."

"The inspiration came from a zombie movie from Korea."

“Participants must arrive at the safe zone at the designated time.”

The corners of Niram's mouth twitched, and he almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

He looked at it with heartache, thinking about the cake he had queued for several hours to get.

He didn't even want to open the packaging!

Sougo saw through Neelam's little thoughts.

But he didn't point it out out of bad humor.

Instead, shift the topic to business.

"Neelam"

"I have some doubts about your ability."

"So, I have a consultant for you."

"Talk about it"

"He should be considered your [senior]."

Sougo smiled and teased Nilam, casually taking out a golden watch face from his pocket.

Under everyone's vigilant gaze, Sougo turned the dial and pressed the activation switch above.

"Odin!"

(End of this chapter)