"Put that flag down on the left. I''m so short that I can see the two sides are not aligned. I don''t know how you work. "


    Tyrion shook his head, walked under the builder''s ladder, raised the key to open the door, then went in and closed it gently. There is a large piece of ground glass on this wooden door, and the black ink on it is not completely dry. The words of "if you have a debt, you must pay the comprehensive office" are flowing down with longer and longer black marks. It seems that Tyrion will never lack these two things in the future.


    This is room 313 of the mainland hotel. It is on the third and fourth floors, which are barely part of the office area. Some super power groups composed of spontaneity and mischief gather here to work, rent rooms like playing checkers, and make a lot of noise every day. Tyrion also rented such a room. On one side of the room, his neighbor was "bleeding, please find me the field medical team", and on the other side was the gable.


    The room in the deepest part of the corridor is the most expensive because it may be least affected. Although the mainland Hotel, as a subsidiary half plane, has a unique world rule that "buildings and furniture can always recover themselves", and any damage can be recovered in one day, this magic power does not extend to the residents. Tyrion felt that he was small and would often be unconsciously ignored by the two sides in conflict, thus getting involved in the trouble of all kinds of accidental injuries. So I spent more money to rent this safer place.


    I didn''t expect that the front door of the house was facing the staircase, so it was very convenient to go up and down, which was an unexpected harvest. It''s a pity that this harvest can''t bring business. Tyrion''s main work here every day is to read books, read newspapers, collect information and brush his mobile phone.


    Tyrion took a chair and put it in front of the cupboard. Then he climbed up and took down the bottle and cup from the top, and slowly climbed down. A glass of red wine, a plate of biscuits, a mobile phone, a comfortable sofa, you can spend a relaxed and comfortable day. He poured himself a drink as usual, took a sip, adjusted his posture, and then turned on his cell phone.


    "Poof!" Tyrion spurted, and the dark red wine mixed with saliva rolled on the floor. Of course, the news of the detachment meeting will be the front page headline, and the news that all the eight votes have passed (finally) shows the importance of the matter. The news bulletin that will scan the original world and all the subsidiary worlds of the earth at any time is the first time.


    The less words, the more things. The whole press release only said that all votes were passed and the earth scan was carried out. As for why, it did not say at all. Tyrion scratched his head and thought about what had happened in the past two days, but he couldn''t think at all. Apart from the return of the Dragon Emperor, the Lord broke through the barrier between the two earths, and the establishment of the personnel and cargo port authority on the back of the moon, the rest were trivial matters. The detached people have to scan the whole world. What are they looking for? What can make them show tension collectively?


    "It''s either negos, or the great treasure, or the great treasure that negos guards." Tyrion watched the news and raised his half full glass. "Your Majesty, congratulations on your first vote!"


    Before he put the cup to his mouth, the phone on the desk rang, Ding Lingling. Ding Lingling never finished. Tyrion was nostalgic for the pigeon missionary in the past. The pigeons carefully trained by the bachelors would not bark incessantly. He throws the phone aside, puts down the cup, and uses psionic powers to pull the microphone to his ear.


    "Hey, Tyrion, just be here. Room 313, right? I''ll be right there Zhao Mai''s voice came out of the receiver, mixed with the clear and sweet doorbell. Tyrion was familiar with the sound because he heard it every time he went in and out of the main entrance of the Continental Hotel.


    "Oh, your door is in a mess. Why are there two groups fighting? Isn''t it not allowed to fight inside mainland hotels? " Then Zhao Mai''s voice became a little lower, but Tyrion could still hear it clearly. "Please give way, don''t hurt, don''t hurt..."


    "I''ll wait for you at gate 313!" The little devil yelled into the microphone and then buttoned it up. Anyway, according to Zhao Mai''s strong hearing, he would not miss this sentence. Suddenly he opened the door, and Tyrion forgot that there were constructors and ladders at the door! When a shadow came down, Tyrion quickly raised his hands and used psychic powers as a buffer.


    The collision didn''t happen. The falling worker and his ladder all stopped in mid air. His whole body was frozen, and only one pair of eyes looked around. Tyrion looked at the other end of the corridor, and the dozen neighbors who had been fighting were all frozen, stiff and helpless, floating in the air like balloons. The only thing that can be done is to watch the person who started all this walk slowly among them - if he gets in the way, he will poke him to the side.


    It was Zhao Mai.


    "If you have a debt, you must pay it back to a comprehensive firm? You''re still thinking about your family''s motto, "where is lannis?"


    "The sign of our family is lion, the motto is to listen to my roar! It''s a legend formed outside because our family has money. " Tyrion felt the old scar on his face to remind himself not to be nervous and impulsive. The little man had to be more careful. "You''ve come all the way to me?"


    "Of course, isn''t that obvious?" Zhao Mai''s fingers trembled, and all the people who were fixed by the psionic power drifted away towards the other end of the corridor, and then they put them down one by one. Obviously, they have abandoned their prejudices and reached a consensus quickly with unprecedented tacit understanding and efficiency. If you can fix everyone in an instant, you can break everyone''s neck in an instant. This kind of madman is left to the poor dwarf!"I''ve been quite sad recently. I wanted to have a holiday for myself. As a result, the tree wanted to be quiet, but the wind was not enough. I was involved in a big event. In fact, it''s not the first time to save the world. It''s easy to say. What''s really sad is that when I look around, I don''t have Tyrion Lannister. How can this work? If I don''t have a brain, I will be trapped! So I came up with a great idea


    The little devil tried to keep the facial muscles serious, controlled the voice line and said, "what a good idea, I''m all ears."


    "I just thought, I have to come to Tyrion and say something nice to get him to help me again. Of course, I have to admit my mistake. I didn''t expect that the will of the world would entangle me. I also mistakenly estimated the difficulty of taking a big vacation. Of course, the biggest mistake is not to leave the little devil in vain. To say the least, we should keep him for a long time. We should not let him go in such a hurry. Of course, I thought afterwards that I might be influenced by the will of the world if I let him go, because even the original earth is afraid of Tyrion''s wisdom, and this little man can always persuade me, which is not good for the will of the world. "


    Zhao Mai smiles and looks like a rogue: "in case this plan didn''t succeed just now, I''ve prepared two alternative plans. One is to pay hard, to contract the whole office, and to buy one for a hundred years first. The other is robbing people. Anyway, if I plan to rob people, I will be able to resist or save the whole earth. Anyway, I''ll take care of the lion. "


    "But..." Zhao Mai finally said: "if possible, don''t let me leave a history of robbing men, OK?"