Chapter 203: Saving the country through curves, Mr. Huo (please subscribe!!)

In the dim room, only the beam of God's light that seemed to be shooting out from heaven shone on the destiny textile cloth on the table.

And under this light of God, the secret text of God contained in the textile cloth of destiny is clearly illuminated.

"The most important thing about deciphering God's secret text is patience, you need..."

"Shut up!"

“…”

Hawke said to Sloan who was making a sound next to him without raising his head, "During work, chatting is prohibited!"

Sloan, who was standing aside, gasped.

By the way.

It's this feeling, this tone.

If you respect me a little more, I wouldn't have left Wesley behind at that time.

Now Sloan already knows that Hawk, who has some savage tongue, is not the kind of person who has other intentions to join them. Hawk is just simply curious and has some savage tongue.

But Sloan didn't know it before. If Van Sloan knew it, he wouldn't think of leaving Wesley as his backup method.

Sloan's thoughts turned sharply, wearing glasses, looked at Hawk who was carefully deciphering the cipher textile textile on Tiandesity, reminding him: "Please pay attention to each..."

Hawke looked up and looked at Sloan next to him with a blank expression: "Why don't you come?"

Sloan opened his mouth: "I..."

Before Sloan could reply, Hawke once again set his eyes on the Destiny textile cloth in front of him, and never looked at Sloan again: "You must feel worried, wait until I have deciphered it, you can review it again, I haven't

You are so arrogant and feel that your translation will not go wrong, so you might as well go out and wait first.”

This is my room!

You let me out??

Three capital black question marks appeared on Sloan's head. Hearing Hawk's words like the protagonist, his eyebrows were beating.

at the same time……

Sloan was also amazed at Hawk's learning ability.

You know, it took Sloan about a year to learn this cipher text of God, which was based on the exclusive ability he gained after becoming a God's agent.

Even the cross that was secretly learning took about nine months to steal the four levels.

But this is not the main reason why Cross discovered his affairs. The reason why Cross found that he was secretly tampering with the contents of Destiny textile cloth was entirely because two months ago, when he drank too much and asked Cross to send him back to his house,

Be careful that he discovered the truth he hid.

But that's not the point.

The point is that Hawk's learning ability is beyond his imagination.

besides……

Sloan looked at Hawk who was seriously deciphering God's secret text, and his eyes fell on the textile fabric of Destiny, and his heart was a little irritated, for fear that the truth that he had been tampered with would appear on the textile fabric of Destiny again.

Since he first tampered with it, the Destiny Loom seems to have noticed this and always weaves the truth from time to time.

Whenever Sloan and others' names appear once, Sloan must rack his brains to disguise a name. After all, in order to let everyone know, they are doing things for God, and whenever there is a new piece of destiny textile.

When cloth appears, it will be displayed on the timer in the lobby on the first floor of the castle.

Um.

It is equivalent to a merit counter.

so……

If the Destiny Textile Cloth appears and he has not translated the goal this time, it may be possible once, but if the number of times is too many, someone will be muttering in his heart.

Just then.

“Huh?”

"……What's wrong?"

Sloan came back to his senses and looked at Hawk nervously: "Has the name been translated?"

When saying this.

Sloan was already nervously impersonating the gun behind him. As long as Hawk had a trace of expression wrong, he would shoot without hesitation.

The truth is never allowed to be known by anyone else.

but……

Hawke shook his head: "The translation is wrong, wait, I need to start over."

Sloan couldn't help but feel relieved.

Next second.

"It's all your fault!"

“…”

Sloan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the big pot that Hawk threw directly on his head, and instantly lost his mind.

"What?"

"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have translated it wrong."

“…What does this have to do with me.”

Sloan was a little crazy: "I didn't even speak!"

Hawke looked expressionless: "You are getting too close, has the breathing affected me?"

I'm a living person, can I not breathe?

After hearing this, Sloan once again thought about why he didn't get Wesley's result in the first time.

calm.

I want to calm down.

Sloan silently warned himself in his heart that talent is rare. As long as Hawke has no other thoughts, he is more curious and sarcastic, and wants to strengthen the Destiny Organization from the bottom of his heart, he said that he is acceptable.

so.

Sloan silently took a few steps back, and then his eyes remained firmly at the Destiny Textile Cloth in front of Hawke.

Now I'm far away from you. You're translating wrongly. I see how you'll throw the blame on me.

Sloan thought silently in his heart.

Hawke was concentrating on his whole mind, pressing the textile cloth with his fingers, feeling the cipher text of God hidden in the textile cloth.

Translating God's cipher text is indeed a very difficult thing. Even if one is not careful, even if one is missed in a moment, it will directly lead to a complete change in the meaning of the whole sentence.

Hawke's love for Han is very good.

Because even if you mess up the order of Chinese characters or even translate them incorrectly, it is irrelevant. Unlike letters, if you make a mistake in one letter, the meaning will change.

for example……

Fuck!

Fack!

fortunately!

After Sloan's breathing was disturbed, Hawk, who was fully focused, translated the contents of his subordinates' destiny textile fabric bit by bit.

About half an hour later.

Hawke opened his eyes, his expression seemed a little excited: "It's done!"

Standing behind, preventing his breathing from disturbing Hawke, being blamed, Sloan, who was not afraid to breathe, heard this, took a heavy breath, approached, and quickly said, "Let me see."

Hawke grabbed the paper he translated and shrank back.

"No!"

"……What?"

“This is what I translated.”

"so what?"

Sloan has been used to going crazy these days, and this time he has not gone crazy. He just looked at Hawk with some confusion: "I'll review it for you so that you won't make the translation wrong."

Hawke pushed Destiny Textile Cloth in front of Sloan: "If you review it, just translate it yourself. When you translate it, we will check it. This is the correct step for the review. If you look at it

I'm fine, even if you're wrong, you're right?"

Sloan's eyebrows were pounding.

"I'm not that bored, it's God's will."
To be continued...