There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

"I..." Long couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands.

"I have a small question." Qing Lan quietly raised her hand.

"You, say." Long took a deep breath.

"Excuse me, what is the average lifespan of the biomechanical clan..." Qing Lan looked at Long curiously.

"As long as we can find suitable parts and organs, the machine clan will live forever." Long smiled.

"In this way, I can rest assured." Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes with a smile: "I can live a long time, so I can pay off my debts."

Long closed his eyes in despair, who asked you to pay the debt?Can you stop being so self-conscious?

"How about it." Long recovered his state: "One month after the Moussikong Competition, I will arrange a general knowledge class for you for ten days. This is free."

Qing Lan nodded, looking confident.

"If you insist on repaying the debt, I can give you a number." Long looked at Qing Lan: "A total of 12 billion contribution points, you are allowed to pay it in installments."

Qing Lan only felt that a big mountain was pressing on her body.

"At the same time, I can tell you a few ways you can quickly earn contribution points." A wise light flashed in Long's eyes.

Qing Lan involuntarily stepped back a few times.

"First, participate in the five major competitions, and the company will give you a large bonus if you rank in the top ten points in each competition. But this is very difficult." Long looked down at Qinglan: "Second, accompany you in the sex club. Chatting with guests, this D. is not allowed for professional players.”

"Third! The most concise, quick and easy way." Long smiled: "Find a strong, rich and young husband! Like my son."

I said it so clearly, can you understand me this time?Long is very confident.

"I'll choose the first one." Qing Lan looked at Long sincerely.

"Why didn't you choose the third one?" Long was anxious.

"The reason why the bird dares to stay on the twig is because it has the ability to fly." Qing Lan said as she got out of bed, "The reason why I dare to say that I can still contribute points is because I have the ability to earn contribution points."

Qinglan put on her shoes, and stood seriously opposite the dragon: "The mountain will fall if you rely on it, and everyone will run if you rely on yourself. Only relying on yourself is the most stable. Let's encourage each other, and there will be a period later!"

Long Yan watched Qing Lan leave, shook his head helplessly, but had a bitter smile on his face: "It's so similar."

When Qinglan returned to the small villa, slime came up to her, crying, and hugged Qinglan tightly.

"Great, you're finally back, or else I wouldn't have paid my salary for this month~" Xiaoer looked at Qinglan with relief, "Fortunately, you're here!"

"Salary?" Qing Lan is very sensitive to these words now.

"That's right." Xiao Er huddled into a small ball and jumped onto Qinglan's shoulder: "D. is responsible for 80% of the assistant's salary, and professional players are only responsible for 20%. But the assistant's salary will only be paid after both parties sign release."

When Qing Lan looked at Xiao Er's eyes, her taste suddenly changed.

"Did you know? I owe a lot of money recently." Qing Lan touched Slime gently.

Slime suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"I may be very poor in the future..." Qing Lan pinched Slime's body and frankly described the facts: "I can't afford to hire you anymore."

The slime was shocked, and Qinglan suddenly saw the shocked expression on Xiao Erqing's body.

"I'm so cute~ and so hardworking~ Xiao Qinglan, you don't want me!" Xiaoer cried.

"If you don't want me to pay, we can continue to cooperate in a friendly way." Qing Lan rubbed her nose in embarrassment.

"Xiao Qinglan~ Every professional player must have an assistant!" Xiao Er hugged Qinglan's thigh, blinking her eyes to be cute.

"Must it be?" Qinglan thought for a while, and hugged a beauty from the interspatial ring.

Xiaoer stared blankly at the delicate beauty, slipped down from Qinglan's lap, and looked at the beauty without blinking.

Qinglan took out an intermediate spirit stone and stuffed it into the puppet's body. The beauty yawned lazily, and looked at Qinglan charmingly: "Master~"

"Hello." Xiao Er looked at the puppet, his eyes almost turned into peach hearts: "My name is Xiao Er, can I meet you?"

"Master, do you need me to do anything?" The puppet ignored Xiao Er.

"I need an assistant." Qing Lan looked at Xiao Er: "You need to learn from it."

"No problem, I'll teach you!" Xiao Er jumped up and down under the beauty's feet, trying to attract her attention.

"Then I'll trouble you~" The beauty bent down and poked the slime lightly, Xiaoer was trembling with excitement.

"That..." Xiaoer stuttered tremblingly: "Xiao Qinglan needs to go to the personnel department to arrange a job for you, and then I will take you to the information department to enter your information into the system. Download the professional assistant system from here, register an account, so that you can receive your salary in the future..."

"Salary?" the beauty asked with a smile.

"Yes." Qing Lan looked at the puppet from the side: "I'm heavily in debt now."

"Master, don't worry~" The puppet looked at Qinglan with pity: "From now on, my salary will be yours, and I can earn you a lot of spirit stones."

"I want to contribute, thank you." Qing Lan nodded to the puppet: "This place is very different from Xuanjie. I have a general knowledge class for ten days. Do you want to come and take it with me?"

"No need." The puppet smiled, like a rose in full bloom: "In this respect, I am better than you, master."

Qinglan stared blankly at the slime happily pulling the puppet out, what did that mean just now, she was complained by the puppet?

Qinglan thought about it for a second, this puppet was made by her uncle, she immediately felt relieved, what kind of person makes what kind of puppet, just get used to it.

Qinglan turned on the optical brain, and called the J of Hearts again.

Jack of Heart was reporting to the Chief's office, when he saw Qing Lan's call, he subconsciously looked at the opposite Chief.

Desting had just come out of the Enski competition, and sat on the smart chair a little tiredly. Although his waist was straight, his robotic arm was drooping.

The chief assistant stood next to Desting very professionally, summarizing the situation and data of this competition, and offering opinions by the way.

"Chief." Heart J turned on the optical brain: "Mr. Qinglan is contacting me."

"Huh, huh?" Desting reacted, raising the mechanical arm nervously.

"Do you want to connect?" Heart J asked pretending to be innocent.

"Go." Desting straightened his collar subconsciously.

"Do you want to be featured?" the Jack of Hearts continued to ask.

"Not yet." Desting thought for a while, and added: "Today's condition is not very good."

With an "I understand" expression on his face, Heart Jack connected to the video in front of Desting.

"Hello." Heart Jack greeted Qing Lan with a smile.

"Hello." Qinglan looked at the environment around Red Jack, and it seemed that it was a little different from usual.

"What's the matter?" Heart J peeked at Desting's expression.

"That's right, I want to change my assistant." Qing Lan felt a little guilty.

"Is there any problem with the current assistant that makes you dissatisfied?" Red Heart J asked very caringly.

"Xiao Er is very good, but I don't want to pay his salary." Qing Lan said it generously.

"Uh, but a professional player must have an assistant." Red Heart Jack couldn't understand Qinglan, who was so rich, and even willing to give a super SS-level energy tank to the chief, why would he be stingy with the few contribution points given to the assistant? ?

"I have a more suitable candidate." Qing Lan smiled.

"Excuse me, is D. an insider or an outsider?" J of Hearts continued to ask.

"It's mine." Qing Lan replied concisely.

"You, your person?" Red Heart J looked at Desting subconsciously, and was a little horrified to find that the twelve mechanical arms on the opposite side were all flying high.

This situation is the state in which the bio-robot deters the opponent when threatened.

"Yes." Qing Lan added: "But he still has to pay his salary."

"Is it convenient to ask the race, gender, and age of the new assistant?" Heart J took two steps back silently, away from Desting.

"It was a puppet given by my elders, but it has a lot of personality." Qing Lan kept smiling: "The gender should be female, and it has been made for six to seven hundred years."

"That's right, then there's no problem." Red Jack heaved a sigh of relief.

"By the way, let's talk about puppets." Qing Lan pursed her lips: "Excuse me, do you know a little bio-robot named D?"

Heart J pretended that he didn't see the suddenly stiff Desting, and chatted cordially with Qinglan: "I know a lot of bio-robots, and I can help you find them. May I ask, what can you do with him?"

Qinglan's eyes were gentle: "I owe him a space storage device."

"That's it." Heart Jack deliberately dragged out his voice and said, "Let me look for it for you. If I find it, I will notify you immediately, okay?"

"Okay, thank you very much." Qing Lan really felt that Red Heart J was a good person.

"You're welcome, is there anything else?" Red Jack secretly laughed in his heart.

"No more, goodbye." Qinglan turned off the video.

"Chief." The assistant next to Desting suddenly said, "Calm down."

"I'm calm." Desting turned his head and looked at his assistant calmly.

"Your mechanical arm has already whipped me three times." The assistant also looked at Desting calmly: "Even if you are happy, please control your mechanical arm."

Desting silently put away the robotic arm, pretending that nothing happened: "I just mentioned the data of the second quarter of the battle with the Lion Clan. I didn't catch it clearly. Please say it again."

"Also." Desting looked at the J of Hearts naturally: "As for the assistant, he can change it if he wants. Remember to find out D's optical brain number and send it to him."

"Okay." Red Heart J resisted the urge to complain, how old is he, he is too embarrassed to give his own optical brain number to others in person, and he wants me to explain it for him!

"By the way, the Valentine's Day chocolates produced this year." Desting's ears turned red: "Save a copy for me."