The second volume is full of glory and splendor in the capital, and the spirit is full of vitality in the foggy city. Chapter 161 Transformation
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"Ding ding ding, congratulations to the host for completing the temporary mission: let go when it's time to let go."
"The host has obtained the second agent quota. The agent chosen by the host this time can be out of the host's sight, but must obtain the consent of the agent himself. The countdown is one minute..."
"Host, please select a second agent as soon as possible. Countdown begins: 59 seconds..."
"Master Ball, wait. Why is there a second missing?"
"Host, you understand. 55 seconds..."
April 18, 1921, 4th arrondissement, Paris, France.
“Clatter…”
Although this is Paris, the 4th arrondissement has the famous Notre Dame Cathedral; although it is spring now, the best season in Paris, isn’t there a "Paris Spring " in later generations?
But Master Yuan's Little Dragon Girl was alone in a small building near Paris's Chinatown, playing cards seriously... with a specially made deck of tarot cards.
The 3rd and 4th arrondissements of Paris are where the Chinese population is relatively concentrated, and this is where the Paris office of Skyren Shipping is located.
Zhuang Kunlun, who received 5,000 US dollars, was not short of money. He also considered that he needed to provide a place to live for the Chinese sailors he hired, so he simply rented this three-story building.
Now the sailors he had found had gone to Stagmore one after another, leaving a lot of rooms vacant. Therefore, Miss Rochelle and Mr. and Mrs. Li Jie temporarily settled here, saving a lot of hotel expenses.
They were waiting for a telegram from Mr. Chandler Jr., when they would set off together for Germany.
In fact, she was not worried about her own safety. She was an anarchist female warrior who was not afraid of anything, could use guns and fight, and now she had a female bodyguard who was an expert in hidden weapons.
And for single women, Paris in 1921 was much safer than Paris a hundred years later. After all, there weren't so many... cough cough cough!
In fact, Miss Enoch Rochelle spent most of her childhood in Paris, so the scenery here was nothing beautiful to her.
Moreover, with a little Gallic blood, she is essentially a "dragoon", so she does not have a good impression of France. She always feels that the men here are lecherous and the women are even more promiscuous.
It's really not her fault for being racially or nationally discriminatory. As we all know, Gauls and Latins alike can't control their pants.
Patrick Buisson, the director of the History Channel of France Television in the 21st Century, wrote a history book that caused great controversy: "1940-1945: The Age of Decay".
The book says that during this difficult period, in order to survive the economic difficulties, the women of Paris forgot their husbands who were imprisoned in concentration camps by the Nazis and had affairs with German officers, even though they all contemptuously called them "blonde beasts."
In fact, just as the noblewomen of ancient Rome were drawn to barbarian men, the "blonde beasts" held an inexplicable attraction for French women. They were willing to "sacrifice" themselves to anyone who might help them through hard times—bosses, merchants, neighbors. In an era of food rationing, their bodies were the only renewable, infinite currency.
As a result, in 1942, 2 million men were imprisoned in France, but the birth rate in France soared that year.
During this period, French intellectuals such as the famous existentialist writer Simone de Beauvoir and the founder of existentialism Jean-Paul Sartre spent countless nights in alcohol and the opposite sex.
Beauvoir said, "Only on nights like this did I discover the true meaning of 'party'," and in her book she confessed an unconscious friendliness towards the German officers.
And no one was more passionate than Sartre, who said that "under the Nazi occupation we gained a freedom we had never had before."
The book depicts Paris, occupied by the Germans during World War II, as a massive party. "Under Nazi occupation, Jews were expelled, but France thrived. It makes us feel uncomfortable, but that's the truth."
It's a truly wonderful city, and no wonder future Parisians will welcome beasts of other colors with open arms.
So she would rather stay in the office and play cards than go out to enjoy the scenery of Paris, because this would bring back some not-so-good memories.
To be precise, she was not playing, but practicing her card skills.
She is now the "Ms. Fate" of the SCP Foundation, a fortune teller who can predict the fate of mortals. Well, even if she is just an ordinary charlatan, how can she not have some tricks up her sleeve?
And this deck of tarot cards was the gift that the Fool gave her before he left - the Tarot of Destiny.
This deck of cards is made of a polymer material that is ahead of its time. It is not afraid of water or fire, it is not afraid of pulling, and even bullets cannot penetrate it.
What’s even more interesting is that this deck of cards is deliberately made to look old, and you can tell at a glance that it is an antique with a long history... Well, if you use the carbon-14 isotope method to identify it, this deck of cards actually has a "history" of more than two thousand years.
What's most surprising is that the exquisite patterns on the cards will change at different temperatures, and there are very secret hidden codes on the back of the cards.
This is actually a unique magic deck of cards in the world. With enough practice, the user can shuffle the cards into any shape they want.
When in New York, Yuan Yanshu specially hired a magic master for Miss Enyuka at a high price. Now "Ms. Destiny" has basically mastered the skills, but lacks a little proficiency.
“Hua La La… la, la, la…”
Miss Rochelle's cards suddenly fell to the ground. A look of surprise appeared on her pretty face. She muttered to herself, "Oh, is that you?"
She shook her head vigorously and sighed softly: "That bad guy! I actually thought he was hallucinating..."
"Ahem, Ahn. Listen to me, you're not hallucinating, it's really me talking to you!"
"Oh my god!" Xiao Longnu jumped up and said in disbelief, "Is it really you, Niao?"
The voice in her mind said hurriedly, "It's really me! My love, will you be my agent?"
Miss Enyuka asked naturally, "What is an agent?"
"The agent is... An, listen. I don't have much time." With only half a minute left, Master Yuan resorted to forceful tactics. "Just answer whether you're willing or not."
"I do." This time, Xiao Longnu said without hesitation: "For you, I am willing to do anything!"
"The host has successfully selected an agent, establishing a mind link..."
"Hmm!" Miss Enyuka felt a sharp pain in her head. She only had time to groan before she fainted and fell straight to the ground.
"Host's proxy skill has been upgraded to level 2."
"What the agent sees is what you see, and what the agent hears is what you hear. As long as we are on Earth, the host and the agent can communicate freely regardless of distance."
"The agent's words are your opinions, and the agent's actions are your actions. Skill upgrade: Every 24 hours, the host can ignore the agent's personal will and take independent action once, and the time limit is increased to two hours."
"Your power is the power of the Agent, and your method is the method of the Agent. Skill Upgrade: As long as you are on Earth, the host and the Agent can share skill cards and the six-dimensional index."
"Mind link complete, human female Enuka Rochelle online!"
"Master Ball, can't you be a little gentler? Look, she's almost fainted!"
"Host, you didn't complain like this the last time you performed brain surgery on Lord Justice?"
"Master Ball, Lord Justice has suffered for America, shed blood for America, and fought in trenches for America... Can such a rough man be compared to my Lady of Destiny? By the way, how long will she be in a coma?"
"Host, your Lady of Destiny is indeed no match for a rough man, so she must remain in a coma for at least 12 hours."
"Master Ball, you bastard... Look at her falling on such a cold ground. What if she catches a cold after a while?"
"Host, since she has become your agent, you can now control her body."
"Master Ball, you reminded me! Wait... that's not right, doesn't this make it a transformation story?!"
"Host, this time you have to make a choice. Let your lady of fate catch a cold, or temporarily change the style of painting. Please choose!"
Yuan Yan suddenly gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and hardened her heart, finally making her own decision...
Agent No. 2 staggered to her feet from the ground. The severe pain in her head made it impossible for her to concentrate at all. She had no choice but to stumble out of her room and knock on the door next door.
"Miss Rochelle, what are you doing..."
"Fourth sister, my head hurts! Please get me some aspirin or some other painkillers."
The fourth sister, Jin Feng, also said nervously, "Miss Rochelle, I'll go right away... Um, when learn to speak Chinese?"
"This...it hurts so much!" "Miss Rochelle" screamed, her eyes rolled back, and she fell dying in Madam Li's arms...
"Miss Rochelle, this is aspirin."
"Thank you, Madam Li."
Sister Jinfeng saw that "Miss Rochelle" was normal except that her face was pale... and she seemed to have learned Chinese for some unknown reason.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked nervously, "Miss Rochelle, do you want me to find a doctor? My husband went to Chinatown to meet the Hongmen brothers and hasn't come back yet. I don't know where Xiaozhuang is. Otherwise, let them find a doctor for you."
After taking the medicine, "Miss Rochelle" smiled unnaturally and said, "Fourth Sister..."
"She" immediately changed her voice to English and said, "Mrs. Li, that's not necessary. Migraine is an old problem of mine. Just take some aspirin and it will be fine. Thank you."
"I've never heard you mention having a migraine before," the fourth sister of the Golden Phoenix muttered. "And you were actually speaking Chinese just now?"
"I..." "Miss Rochelle" was about to explain when she heard a sudden commotion downstairs. A group of people speaking Chinese entered the small building, talking and laughing.
"Um?"
"It's these people again?!" Before "she" could ask, she heard the fourth sister of Jinfeng complaining, "Miss Rochelle, you have to talk to Mr. Yuan. That Xiaozhuang is really outrageous!"
Mrs. Li is indeed a shrewd person. She has now transformed her role from the madam of the Hongmen brothel to the internal manager of the arms smuggling business.
She also regarded Yuan Yanshu as the head manager of their couple, and Xiaolongnu was naturally the head manager's concubine, and a very favored concubine.
In her opinion, Miss Enyuka had come to Europe to inspect the family estate on behalf of Master Yuan. She was now the concubine's personal bodyguard and nanny. So her job now was not only to serve Concubine An well, but also to be her eyes and ears. That was truly fulfilling her duties.
"Mr. Yuan asked him to hire sailors, but now..." Zhang Na said angrily, "This guy has somehow made friends with a bunch of poor students who work and study. Not only does he use money from the company account to subsidize their daily lives, but he also keeps inviting them here for meetings and always treats them to a big meal after the meeting. This is really..."
"Oh my god!" "Miss Rochelle" blurted out a very strange Chinese phrase.
"She" grabbed the hand of the fourth sister Jin Feng and asked with a distorted expression, "Are you saying that there are a bunch of poor students from China downstairs now?!"
