Where is the third collapse? ! !

Fu Li suddenly realized: "In other words, now that the Indian colony has gained independence, the imperial throne has returned to the hands of the South Asian subcontinent. Without the most dazzling jewel in the crown, the royal family has fallen back into the status of a royal family."

"you!"

Such straightforward words made the female knight of the Royal Guards who followed behind furious. Mei brought up this matter here to mock the fact that the former British Empire was now in decline. Not only had it lost most of its colonies, but it was also being bullied by its former rebellious son.

"arrive."

The magnificent building was reflected in Mei's eyes. She turned her head and just in time interrupted the female knight's anger that was about to burst out: "You two, please go back."

The girl also felt unhappy about her father being surrounded by guards. This was the legally purchased property of the Raiden family, so why did they need to show an invitation and ask for permission just to come home? Is it reasonable to spy on someone else's family?

Another, more experienced knight of the guard stopped his trembling companion.

"It's my job."

He said, and threw a warning look at the female knight who was still angry, and then stood with her on both sides of the gate, apparently with no intention of following her into the house.

Seeing that the two were sensible, Mei put away her umbrella, stepped onto the stairs in her high heels, and reached out to press the doorbell.

‘Ding dong——’

A moment later, a sexy and deep voice rang from the doorbell: "Come in, the door is not locked."

Fu Li tugged at his tie and followed Mei into this multi-story building with a strong British style.

The dark brown wooden wainscoting glows like honey in the fireplace light, and a three-tiered crystal chandelier hangs from the Victorian carved dome. The arched stained windows in the second-floor corridor dye the mist into gray watercolors, and through the wrought iron railings, you can see the neatly arranged leather-bound books deep in the library.

It is a classical decoration that can be called art.

However, what made the boy most nervous was the handsome middle-aged man who was sitting opposite him at the long dining table and looked intimidating without even getting angry.

——Ryuma Raiden, the anti-entropy executor, the head of ME, Hyperion's potential financial backer, and most importantly, Mei's biological father.

At this moment, Fu Li has experienced what it means to carry the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty on his shoulders. Once the man in front of him is not satisfied with his performance, Hyperion, who owns the Fu Li Well, will not fall into the Pacific Ocean to watch the sea snake grinning, but he will have to tighten his belt until the next batch of funds arrives.

There is no doubt that success or failure depends on this one move!

Clock trick, start!

Failed to meet the conditions of use!

Fu Li raised his eyebrows, thinking something was wrong.

It is true that Mei's Hokushin Ittoryu Menkyō Kaiden was taught by Raiden Ryoma personally, but this executor codenamed "Entrepreneur" is not good at using force, just like Cocolia, the "Arms Dealer". Now he is close to A-level breakthrough, so how can this be ineffective?

[The clock trick will not work on those who are currently stronger than the caster. Although I don't know how Thunder Ryoma obtained the increased combat power, the host can beat him up and then force the use.]

Dr. Mei's teasing voice echoed in his ears: [The Stigma of Thunder? Sun Wheel Armor, conventional thunder-type criticals are no match for the host in the Thousand Days War.]

Is Beichen Yidaoliu considered a thunder-type move?

Forget it, brother.

Look, his last name is Thunder and Lightning!

[Go away! You're giving me such a stupid idea!]

Fu Li resisted the urge to roll his eyes and gave his father-in-law (?) sitting across the table an innocent smile.

At the same time, the Thunder Ryuma on the opposite side was also observing him quietly.

In the eyes of the older generation in China, a man should usually have the qualities of Pan An, Deng Tong, and Pan's appearance, the size of a donkey, the wealth of Deng Tong, the patience of a cotton-wool warrior, and plenty of free time.

Long Ma doesn't care about money. Now that he has firmly established himself as the executor, even if he lets a little bit of leftovers slip through his fingers, it will be enough to cultivate countless big taxpayers who will be supported by the local government as their biological father.

He mainly cared about Mei's feelings and wanted to see whether the boy his beloved daughter liked was worthy of her.

Fortunately, because of the incident with the Herrscher of Thunder, Longma's favorability towards Fuli is naturally +50.

This will offset the -50 favorability gained from kidnapping his sweet little girl, allowing the situation to move to the next stage.

In terms of appearance, Fu Li is not so handsome that it would shock people the first time they meet him and make them fall in love with him for life, but he is still more handsome and elegant than more than 99% of the men Longma has seen, and his temperament is more pleasing to the eye.

This is considered passed.

As for the donkey, well!

Recalling the bizarre partial multiplication technique in Fu Li's information, the man subconsciously swept his gaze over half of his body, and his tit-for-tat momentum dropped sharply.

It can't be compared, no matter how you look at it.

Mei will definitely be happier than her mother, but I don’t know if that skill can be passed on to others.

Thinking this, Longma couldn't help but add a bit of intimacy to his tone: "What are you standing there for? Sit down."

He raised his chin again and pointed to a bottle of wine not far away that Fu Li couldn't name: "Have some?"

"it is good--"

"Father, Yuan doesn't drink."

Mei interrupted him with a bad look on her face.

Little Karen was giggling on the side, thinking that this girl was definitely remembering what happened at the previous birthday party.

But soon her cheeks flushed, and she was obviously thinking of the wonderful dream she had after the birthday party.

"Uh, okay."

Long Ma was embarrassed for a moment by his daughter's lack of respect, and the stern expression he had been trying to maintain could no longer be maintained.

"If you don't want to drink, then eat food."

He clapped his hands, signaling the waiters to bring the dishes that had been prepared earlier.

It is impossible for such a big villa to have no servants at all. Fu Li and Meiyi had already anticipated this.

"Hey hey hey chicken soup is here!"

Seeing the green figure approaching, Meiyi suddenly stood up and slammed the table, with thunder and lightning surging around her:

"It's you!"

"It's me! My dear Mei~"

Mebius winked at her playfully, twisting his slender waist and placing the silver tray on the table.

She lifted the lid of the plate, and suddenly an indescribable sour smell swept across the hall.

High emotional intelligence is the cycle of life and death, while low emotional intelligence is history.

Long Ma's expression also changed drastically: "Mobius!"

This woman! She's here to mess things up, right?

"You two, please don't wrongly accuse me."

A trace of grievance crossed Mobius' innocent face. She tapped the edge of her plate and explained seriously, "This thing is called snail rice noodles. It's a famous local snack in China. Look at Fu Li, he didn't react so strongly; he obviously recognized it."

Longma immediately looked at Fuli and found that he also had a frown on his face.

Noticing Longma's look, the boy scratched his head and said, "It is indeed snail rice noodle. I made it according to the tutorial on a whim before."

That night, Fu Li dreamed that he entered the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and found that the big pot was full of boiling shit.

Since then, even though snail noodles tasted really good, he never thought about eating them again.

"That's not what I care about."

Mei stared at the innocent-looking college student Mobius: "Father! Why is this woman here?!"

You used to play dirty tricks on me and kissed my A Yuan in front of me and ran away, but now you actually dare to come to my door, I’ll activate the realm of heavenly punishment and blast you into pieces!!!

Do you know each other?

Ryoma obviously didn't know what the old silver-beanie Mebius had done before, but he still gave her a look and asked her to introduce herself.

"If you don't like snail noodles, I can make other ones!"

The excited Snake completely ignored his hint and brought up another plate.

How can an old man be as good as a young man? I'm not a good husband.

Fu Li looked over and said, "Your dumplings are broken. Did you thaw them before throwing them into the pot?"

"No, no, no, the name of this dish is leek and egg noodle soup."

Mebius spoke in a serious and stubborn manner, while secretly blaming Klein in his heart for stopping him.

She was originally going to use 502 glue and a stapler to glue the broken dumplings back together. If this worked, wouldn't the little prisoner not be able to see the flaw?

Seeing that Mebius, who had teased his future son-in-law, ignored him, Ryoma had to explain to the furious Mei why this colleague was in the Raiden mansion.

"She's here to help me stabilize the aftereffects of the super transformation surgery."

Takemikazuchi, also known as Takenouchi, is a deity in Far Eastern mythology, revered as the god of thunder, the god of swords, the god of archery, the god of war, and the god of war.

The beast that Longma fused with was the Emperor-level Honkai Beast named after this deity.

And this is why the clock trick doesn't work on Longma.

He was originally the pride of the A-class. After becoming a fusion warrior and getting used to it for a while, he will be able to reach the critical level corresponding to the emperor-class Honkai beast.

"Help father with surgery?"

Mei frowned: "Isn't Mebius an executor of the reformist faction?"

"Affiliated? No no no!"

Snake, who was trying to force snail noodles into Fu Li's mouth, took the time to defend himself: "In Anti-Entropy, every executor is an individual. I am just temporarily taking refuge under the banner of the reformists for some reason."

"If things go wrong, you'll immediately switch sides, right? You're quite agile, aren't you?"

Mei taunted with all her might: "And father, I don't know what you paid for this deal, but I really don't know what to say about handing your life and property over to a woman like this."

You have such a venomous mouth! I love you so much!

Fu Li thought to himself, it was a pity that Mei was not scolding him.

The girl's worries are not wrong at all. Responsible researchers like them like to leave various small backdoors in the program in case of emergency.

In the previous chapter, Fu Li was forced to stay in place with the Soul Steel Armor, which was why he failed to effectively stop Mei's greedy demands.

If one day in the future Mebius and Ryoma were to be at odds with each other, the latter would be killed without a burial place if the former raised his hand, even if it was just to interfere.

Facing his daughter's complaints, Long Ma smiled bitterly and said, "What happened in Changkong City, I don't want it to happen again."

As the uncrowned king of Changkong City, who owned a giant like ME Society, the reason why he was defeated so quickly was essentially because his own strength was too weak, allowing Cocolia to capture the king first?

If Longma could insist on returning to the war fortress of Thunder Building, even if Cocolia used the S-level combat power of the creation engine, the fully-fired Genesis would be able to teach her what a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake!

And the most important thing is——

"Father……"

Noticing the deep apology in Ryoma's eyes, Mei sniffed and felt a rare urge to cry.

This man didn't care at all about being framed and arrested. Not to mention that he didn't suffer any consequences from being imprisoned, even if he did, it wouldn't matter.

What Longma really felt sorry for was his precious daughter. As a father, he should have protected her from the wind and rain, but instead he made her suffer during that time.

Thanks to Kiana and Fuli for coming to her side after making a lot of noise, otherwise, if something really happened to Mei, Ryoma couldn't imagine what would become of him!

After a moment's silence, the man pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Mebius is a smart person. She'll definitely use things like backdoor programs at the most critical moment. You don't have to worry about it on weekdays. We also signed a top-level blank soul contract before the operation. Unless she plans to live a carefree life for the rest of her life, she won't betray the agreement."

In theory, this is true.

Mei gritted her teeth.

She knew about the super mutation factor that Mobius had fused. Just considering Sheshana's resistance, even if the contract sanctioned the soul, it would recover almost immediately after dying a hundred or eighty times.

Sure enough, this woman is a bastard at heart!

The girl glared at Mebius fiercely, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't waste the prepared food! Eat it! Give it to me!"

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

A turn of attack.

Go against Tiangang.

Fu Li, who had been bullied before, was now riding on Sheshe's struggling and twisting waist, pouring the pot of boiled leek and egg dumplings (leek and egg noodle soup) into her forced open mouth.

There were also some dark dishes scattered around, such as fried celery with strawberries, ramen with ice cream, canned herring mooncakes, pineapple pizza, etc. Mei felt her scalp tingling and couldn't help laughing when she saw them.

After he had finished filling the food up, Fu Li clapped his hands and stood up. He looked at Sheshe, who was lying on the ground with lifeless eyes and drooling mouth, looking like she had been played with. He snorted coldly: