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Dog breeder I was called to give a lecture at a hotel called "Masrao Hotel" in Pharmaceutical Buddha City by the city council of Pharmaceutical Buddha City, which was named "Dada Chi Fu", two nights a day that day. Big Day Council is an avid fan of dog breeders and someone who has had several interactions with dog breeders since before.

Many readers of dog breeders went out of their way to get to the lecture, not just medication Buddha citizens.

"Why didn't you get a decent sex education in school all the time? That's because of the parents, who have little brains that haven't evolved from monkeys. Thanks to these people's immediate peepy and hysterical protest, sex education itself was a swelling treatment. But there are a lot of harms to it. It's a pattern story that's been a classic since the last century since rich stupid parents butched their daughter into my kid's school for cuteness, lost her immune to men, got caught and butched by bad guys, and realized she could totally do Gabagababitch's public toilet, right?

The speech of the dog breeder, moderately slang and poisonous sarcasm, speaking in a tone without precipitation and in a voice that often passes, repeatedly invited the laughter of the fans gathered.

'Oops, they're also asking me to tell them why I penned it... so I'll preface it first... Mmm...'

Here the dog keeper looks at his face and roars, clogging his voice like he couldn't tell.

'The spirit of humanity hasn't grown much since the days of witch hunting. This is particularly true in Western Europe. Anyway, I want to create an object that I want to beat, and even if I can't, it's hard to give you an object to beat, so I beat you. These days they try to discriminate against animals or dissipate by discriminating against certain preferences because they cannot discriminate against race or nationality. Tobacco and all that used to be awful. People want to discriminate, they are creatures who love to discriminate. They are also used for commerce and politics. It is discrimination in the name of regulation and the completion of a business in the name of regulation. Expression regulations have deteriorated over the years. No, no, no, no, no. It's getting louder and louder, and it's a world where you can't breathe.'

And here the dog keeper remembers the thanksgiving he wrote in his book, The Blood Eye Fruit.

'Words can also be violent, so you have to be responsible. But in the world of expression, you have to keep that violence in your fantasy, too. It's not self-regulation. At your own discretion and responsibility, at your natural discretion as an adult, you make decisions. Those who want to regulate, instead of weighing the amount around here, just want to stop thinking and tie it unilaterally, so as we express ourselves -'

For a dog owner, this is not the first time the speech itself has been given, but this is actually the first time I have talked in a speech about why I put my brush down.

I put the brush down for not one reason. Regulation is only one cause. There were other times when I saw the limitations of the expressive technique called novel and I was desperate, but I decided not to talk about it.

I honestly didn't like dog breeders telling me why they quit writing. But the fans of my work will be disappointed that I broke my brush, and they will want to resume it. When I became aware of that, I felt very sorry for myself, and at least I decided not to hate it here, but to be honest.

When he finished his speech, he was tightened with an applause that just cracked, so the dog owner got off the stage relieved.

I'll be waiting in the lobby tonight as I plan to have dinner feasted at the hotel's top floor restaurant from the big day and night council that invited me.

"Oh, Barr, it's me, it's me"

Dog breeder to pick up virtual phones and make phone calls.

"Who's Barr..."

I can hear you laughing from across the phone.

"I'm just coming to Medicine Buddha right now. How about dinner tonight? We're going to have a great one, so we're going to have to have some fun together."

"Why are you in the medicine Buddha?

"Reason for being a jerk"

"Don't you have a goal to gather fans and hold a lecture, and that councilman wants to inspire you to resume writing?

"Oh, I think so... mehhhhhh"

The dog owner deliberately coughs up and deludes herself when she is poked in the pain as much as she wants.

"May I have a word?

A young woman, around twenty, then calls out to a dog breeder who was browsing the internet on a virtual phone.

(Signs on the back street......? No, I also feel subtly different, but you're the guy with combat training in any case)

Seeing the woman, the dog owner was at a glance, feeling that she was not strong.

"I'm a fan of the dog breeder. I listened to your earlier speech with interest."

"Oh, thank you..."

The dog owner replied carelessly to a self-proclaimed fan speaking in a slightly stiff voice.

(You're not just a fan. Something suspicious, this woman)

On the other hand, he is a dog breeder who, on the other hand, feels reassured because he has caught a glimpse of immaturity where the suspicion has not been completely concealed. If it's really dangerous, it's something that's going to hit you without even making you feel those signs.

I can clearly feel feelings similar to hostility from women. Doubtful if you really are a fan.

"There was a part of my earlier story that I really cared about, and just as the dog breeder was relaxing, I wanted to talk to you, so I called you."

"Ha..."

polite language, but the tension and prick are transmitted at the same time. Dog breeders behave in a blatantly loud manner.

"Thanks to someone who ran into crime under the influence of the teacher's story, the teacher stood on the arrow side of being slapped by a regulatory group. PTA extremists and the Fire Discrete Weiwei BBA, said to have been derived from it, had particularly turned the dog breeder into an eye vendetta. In some of his works, the teacher was treating and putting out such groups as villains and killing them all, but as if that novel had become real, there was an incident in which members of the Fire Discrete Wei BBA were burned to death by arson. How did the teacher feel at this time?

A woman hits me with a long, wide tongue with a hard voice.

(That's a lot of talk about the anti showing up after the lecture to blow the argument... It's not even an atmosphere of mass garbage. Either that or you're too young. I look like a student at my age)

I just found out that I couldn't possibly be a fan. And I accept that bumping into such rude questions on this occasion is nothing but anti.

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"How can I answer that? I wish you luck. Can't believe you're out of my mouth? But I'm Japanese too, and I wonder if I'd feel like a Buddha if I died. I don't feel like kicking a corpse"

Though I get laid off, I also go out with the dog owner because of his polite waist. If this had been a key call to hysterics, it would have ended with plenty of disgust and sarcasm.

"I don't want to hear the answer to my ideals."

The dog owner laughs when he sees a woman with a cold, hard voice.

"You don't have to make a woman character that you can't and don't like. I don't know what kind of prospect you have, but you'll find out. It's cute to see you stretch out even though you're not that kind of character."

"Mmmm..."

To the dog owner's point, the woman roars and mumbles.

"It is my role to hear what the dog breeder really is. I don't know who it's from."

The woman honestly told him, seeing him as someone who could not pass the delusion.

(Has it come here? Sounds like you're a good driver there, at your age. It is better to speak honestly about your position or purpose to a certain extent, to gain their interest and, in some cases, credibility. I'm defending that)

In terms of intrigue, he was a dog owner who highly appreciated this woman who spoke of words and deeds that seemed to be blades here.

"From that first long question, you're suspicious. You won't be able to listen to me without being questioned. So, were you satisfied with your current answer?

"I have other questions, and I may ask you something unpleasant again, okay?

"Fine. I'm free. You don't have to reveal your position more than that, you can have a pseudonym, just tell me your name. Because I'll remember it for once."

The dog owner demanded of the woman who asked in a strange manner.

"I say" Chicken Peach, "" Chiselmonoko. "I'm a student at Daiba Kata University. It's my real name."

Peaches to give a toast in name.

"Previously, during a media commotion with Mr. and Mrs. Van Damme, he was slandering the work of the dog owner, Mr. Hepatic Cedar Willow Diet died, but even then, he said, he didn't feel like he was in the mood for trouble?

"The moment you reopened, you were straightforward. The answer to that is complicated. 'I'm glad I got rid of the garbage', if that's all I can say. It's a little different than" Zamaa ". Even if he's alive, there are just more people who are offended, and the world is sure that he should die. He's one of them. Oh, if you're going to record this interaction and put it up on the internet, I don't mind that."

He's the one whose name and face have been revealed, so he doesn't think the dog owner will publish his answers without permission. Most importantly, there will be many people who feel the same way, and where they were given this word and action and inflamed, there is nothing for the dog owner in the dictation to lose or anything else.

"One last thing, then - this will be another story about the deceased, but I heard you had an acquaintance with Kate Van Dam. What interaction did you have with her? Also, what do you think of her? I think Kate would be an abominable hypocrite based on the values of her novel."

"Who told you that?

The third question made the dog owner laugh.

(You're outspoken. Give me this far and I'll find out on the boulder. what this question means)

All those who asked questions were slaughtered by the dog breeders. Though some have let him die indirectly.

(Behind this woman are those who have found out the truth about it - and those who are hostile to me? In the meantime, you don't mind me noticing that. No, I'm telling you to understand. Are you going to be threatening me with this?

The dog owner could somehow guess who was behind Kate Van Dam's name at the time, and linked to the name of the liver cedar willow meal earlier.

(Is it Cornelis Van Damme? It will be easy for Van Damme to know that Kate was connected to me for a long time, and it's not so surprising to suspect that it was either me or for a long time that Kate's rotten identity was revealed. From Van Dam's point of view, is it natural to suspect me first and see me camouflage like this rather than doubt that long ago)

If I get the certainty that I'm a cro, I don't know what I'm gonna do. No, it's probably already in dangerous condition.

(Kate didn't get killed by Cornelis, there's a chance she killed herself. For example, it is also counterproductive to extend the action of resenting and exploring those who sent that information to the Van Damme and his wife. So, you mean revenge...)

While Peaches is stuck in words and conceiving, the dog keeper circles his head at high speed.

"Excuse me. I can't tell you. This one just bumps into rude questions, sorry."

Peaches bowing their heads looking sorry.

"Is that what you do? I'm not offended."

The dog owner was laughing at Eagle Deep because he sees honesty in his opponent.

"So, my answer, Mr. Kate is not an abominable hypocrite. He's a fine man. I can't tell you why there was an interaction."

In response to the last question, the dog owner lied.

"That's it. Thank you for being so discerning and still daring to hang out with me. And... sorry"

"I mean, it's okay."

At the end of the day, to the peaches bowing deeply, the dog owner let him smile and wave his hand flickering.

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