Chapter 546: 176.DSMI_2
The deconstruction result Noland Lee got was very simple. However, all eight of the target panels displayed the characters “Synthetic Human Dsmi-XX”.
Why would a group of synthetic humans responsible for drilling, mining, slting, and manufacturing services appear on a magic ship?
What is their purpose?
How did they enter this world?
Facing the information about synthetic humans, Noland was filled with questions.
What he found hardest to understand was, did this group of synthetic humans co together just to organize a lively competition?
As Noland Lee was calculating how many Energy Points he needed to consu to further harmless deconstruct the impostor supervisor, a gray-robed staff mber from the Barron Championship approached.
The man handed Noland Lee a note and then turned to leave. He was actually a synthetic human disguised as a staff mber.
Noland unfolded the note and glanced at the characters along with Denise Green.
The impostor competition manager wanted to et with him in the director’s office of the Barron Championship Field at 11:40, right after the last morning match.
Denise Green tilted her head slightly and pondered before saying:
“The competition manager probably wants to discuss the division of profits with you. He used your na to attract popularity, indirectly increasing the water flow and commission of the gambling pool. It would be sowhat unreasonable not to discuss the division with you.”
Noland nodded slowly, finding it reasonable.
At present, Noland knew the true colors of the impostor competition manager, but the other party did not know that he was a fake, only thinking that he was a male wizard with a “Magic Proficient” ability and a Companion Witch.
So the impostor competition manager had invited him over not to pick a fight, but to discuss cooperation and division of profits.
Noland put away the note, nodded at the impostor supervisor across the room, and accepted his invitation.
He temporarily suppressed the idea of further harmless deconstructing the other party, patiently waiting for the noon eting.
His “Charm” attribute was relatively high. People who were hostile or friendly to him would clearly reveal their inner thoughts through their facial expressions.
Those Dsmi Series Synthetic Humans had emotional modules comparable to real humans, which ant they might not be able to resist Noland’s “Charm,” thus revealing their true ideas.
In conversations, Noland only needed to use so tricks to extract so information, without spending nearly six digits of Energy Points to further deconstruct the other party.
After thinking about it, Noland discovered a loophole in the “Charm” attribute value.
If his conversation partner was an emotionless, soulless creation, such as a synthetic human without an emotional module, the social effect of “Charm” might not necessarily work as expected.
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Around 11:40 that day.
Denise Green waited for Noland Lee in the spectator stand of the competition field, while Noland was guided by the staff backstage to et with the impostor supervisor.
In the office of the competition manager, Noland and the impostor supervisor sat across a large tal desk.
The room had no windows, the walls were smooth and flat, and the only light source was a magic desk lamp on the office desk.
Such a simple layout made the room seem more like an interrogation room than an office.
Noland sat in the chair with his usual expression.
He crossed his legs and folded his hands in front of him in a triangle shape, his face indifferent as he read the na on the other party’s badge:
“Director Sybindes, you have used the nas of and my Companion Witch without my permission to attract attention to your competition. Isn’t that a bit excessive?”
“Hehehe…” The competition manager apologized with a smile.
He took an exquisite pocket from the drawer and placed it on the table.
The pocket collided with the tal tabletop, making a crisp sound of gold coins.
“To show my apology, sir. Please accept this gift.” The impostor supervisor pushed the pocket to Noland.
Using “Wizard’s Hand,” Noland picked up the pocket and placed it in front of him, glancing at its contents.
It was a small stack of neatly arranged gold coins, worth about 3000 gold coins in total.
As Deconstruction swept across the pocket and coins, Noland felt a slight abnormality in his heart but didn’t show it.
He used the “Wizard’s Hand” to put the pocket back in its original position, his facial lines softened a bit, and said in a rigid tone:
“I will accept your kindness after we sign a legal cooperation contract. Otherwise, this bag of gold may beco my handle. I am a law-abiding and reputation-conscious wizard.”
The impostor supervisor laughed happily, showing no sign of anger:
“It’s my oversight, sir.”
He bent down and took a sheepskin-scroll-written magic contract book from the drawer.
After unfolding and placing the magic contract book on the table, the impostor supervisor leaned forward and introduced the content of the cooperation on the contract book to Noland with a smile.
In short, the impostor supervisor wanted Noland to throw so gas in the upcoming matches, to cooperate with him in manipulating the gambling pool, and thus maximize the commission of the gambling pool.
Noland had always kept his distance from gambling.
Denise Green also had no interest in it.
So, since the mont they entered the competition venue, neither of them had paid much attention to the magic betting rat
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