The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

Chapter 110 Listening to the Old Man Telling a Story

"When I found out, they already had souls. Yes, the tools we create in our own image, they are no longer mere objects, but become people. This is the free will given by God, if This is the will of the gods, so I am willing to accept all of this and let human creations replace us as the masters of the world."

—————— Confidential information of the Magic Association

"That's not something mysterious and untouchable, it's just that those old-fashioned people are making a fuss. Therefore, they regard the magic dolls made in the image of humans as the most terrible enemy, and think that they are protecting the whole world." The current chairman, Mr. Jager, casually told Connor the secret that the Magic Association had been keeping secret with a smile on his face.

"So, the so-called three taboos of magic dolls are because the association is afraid that magic dolls will rule the world as recorded in ancient documents?" Connor thought thoughtfully.

"Almost, the people in the association." The old chairman, Mr. Jager, said in a teasing tone without respect: "As long as the seniors say something, they will say it. Even if those seniors wrote typos, they will spend hundreds Years to study the special meaning of this typo."

"So, the so-called magic doll rebellion to rule the world is just a family's opinion?"

Mr. Jager smiled slightly, and picked up a cup of coffee: "The information that can be translated was just a little bit. Of course, if it is taken literally, it is not bad according to the understanding of the association. The association believes that the so-called ancient civilizations are people who are enchanted It was destroyed, and the current society is that human beings continue to develop in the world after the destruction. So countless mysteries are left."

The banquet welcoming Connor had already been held for the third day. Frankly speaking, Connor couldn't hold on until the second day. He simply didn't understand why these dignitaries liked banquets and gathered together to talk nonsense.He wished that no one would pay attention to him and let him recover his blood quietly.But such a thing is naturally impossible.So Connor began to meet some people patiently. The members of each banquet will be different. Seeing Jager, the chairman of the Magic Association, Connor took the initiative to say hello, and soon he was attracted by this humorous old man. attract.

"It took me decades to get to this seat, and it took me dozens of days to find that I shouldn't be in this seat at all." Jager smiled wryly. A funny old man can easily make people sympathize with him. "I want to do more, but they don't give me this opportunity at all, not because I'm good or bad, but because I'm not the one they chose."

Connor nodded silently. He also saw the attitude of the cadres of other associations towards the old man. In one sentence, stay away from him.He called him the respected chairman, but in fact he was not very good at speaking.

"At that time, I was young and thought I could change the world with my own hands..." Connor was very good at comforting the elderly. What are the characteristics of the elderly?They are afraid of death, afraid of loneliness, and love to remember, so as long as there is someone who listens to them tirelessly about ancient times, they will be very happy.

Connor pricked up his ears when he heard this. Chairman Jager is really amazing. He is not only a master craftsman, but also the first person to discover and start researching the manipulation system. My os is designed by this person, his admiration is like a torrential river, like the flood of the Yellow River, which is out of control.

Frankly speaking, it's not bad to eat and drink like this every day, and accompany the wise old man to talk about ancient times, but fate made a joke with him.It made his ordinary life a little more turbulent.

Like Colonel Sanders.

When he saw this somewhat familiar old man at the banquet, he just remembered that he had seen him in the chairman's white villa. He originally wanted to listen to the old man tell a story, but Connor found that he took the initiative to find Sanders When the colonel was talking, the atmosphere in the hall became very delicate.

"Why did he come?"

"He wants to come by himself, and no one dares to stop him."

"That prince is really brave!"

"He just doesn't know the identity of the other party, he thinks it's just an ordinary old man."

Colonel Sanders has gray beard and hair, and his legs and feet are a little bad, so he has to lean on crutches. When Connor saw him walking a little hard, he tried to support him, but was pushed away roughly by the old man.

Sanders has always been on his own.No need for help!

Connor was a little aggrieved, he thought his kindness had hurt the old man, but the old colonel just stood there quietly, as if waiting for Connor to speak first, for a long time.It was the old man who broke the silence.

"I saw you, in your lord's mansion."

Connor nodded to show he knew about it.

"At that time, those bastards and I were listening to the adults. Yes, you were there too. You were there too." Colonel Sanders repeated unconsciously. "You are also your own."

Connor felt that as soon as Colonel Sanders uttered his own words, the eyes of the ladies around him changed.At least it turned from Little Fresh Meat to Big Bad Wolf.They unconsciously took a few steps back.

The instigator, Mr. Sanders, didn't have any self-awareness, "The distinguished lord told me that you are interested in fast food chains. If you are free, you can come to my store."

The old man handed Connor a mysterious piece of paper.Bartola, who was Connor's entourage, didn't dare to look this way at all. He shook his body, and his tall figure shrank into a ball.

"Fried chicken takeaway." Connor said embarrassingly. It really is a fast food chain. This outfit, this name, and this store are obviously the underworld giant Sanders family!

"I think back then, when Caroline's Corn Restaurant wanted to get my fried chicken recipe, she tried every means. I also threw a dozen people to feed the fish, including a few I valued Young man. But in the end she failed, and she and her chili restaurant got out of the Free Trade Union, which is now my place. And my secret recipe, my mother left it to me. She can't take it, and no one Can take it out of my head."

Colonel Sanders also began to tell ancient stories, but why did his stories sound so scary.Connor didn't doubt the authenticity of the old man's words, as long as he saw Batora's pale face, he could believe the authenticity of his words.

"There was a fat man who wanted to swallow my stuff. I hoisted him from the airship to the airship, circled the Golden Key Island, and then untied the rope in front of everyone."

"You let him go?"

"Let go? Of course not. I circled him around the island to attract everyone's attention. That fat man fell into a meatloaf. Believe me, you don't want to see a corpse like that, even I don't want to see it again. But it worked really well, and everybody, and I mean most of the brains, knew what it was like to cheat on Colonel Sanders."

Connor looked at the croquette in front of him, the chef's proud creation, but he completely lost his appetite at the moment when he obviously liked it. After thinking about it, he still swallowed it before regurgitating his stomach.Because he didn't want to leave any psychological shadow on himself.

"Haha, you eat it. When I told this story, no one who heard it dared to eat meat." Sanders laughed loudly, "Sure enough, he is still a young man with a good appetite."

"No, I'm just hungry."

"You are still young." The old man thought so stubbornly. "I think I was very young back then. I wanted to find my position on the battlefield, but in the end I only got the vacant title of a colonel and returned to my hometown. At that time, I had nothing but the remaining millions of inheritance and my mother's formula. .”

Wow, it really is a rich second generation self-made.

"I am a soldier, so I chose to build a supermarket chain. I hope that after my death, the remaining children can live up to my reputation."

What else could Connor say?Just keep thumbs up, Colonel Sanders, ok!