Above the streets of Trier, Lucid, who was kept "invisible", leaned on "Spider Silk" and walked through the buildings.

　　 The purpose of her trip is to find a suitable "target" for her "experiment"...ah no, "experimental subject".

"Ugh…"

　　 sighed quietly, this thing is really magical.

　　 thought that "the water does not flow into the field of outsiders", and wanted to leave this opportunity for the maids at home to make a wish, but never thought...

　　 Lucid felt that he had been offended, and after daring to fool around for so long, his sense of happiness was not as high as that of the maids.

　　 Thinking about it, she always felt that it was not a taste.

　　 Is the salary paid to the maids too high? How about... go back and reduce it by one?

　　 Feeling the wind whistling by his ears, Lucid stared at the street below his feet, looking for a "suitable" "test subject".

　　 In fact, besides the maid, she also has a lot of attendants, but she didn't plan to choose from them.

　　The happiness of the maids is so high. Where will the male servants who receive similar treatment go?

　　 asked is only to insult himself.

　　 So after thinking about it, Lucid decided to go out and find a suitable "target".

　　 She doesn't believe that in the huge Trier, she can't find a few "successful people" who are a little bit sad.

　　...

　　 A moment later, Lucid's eyes lit up and he found a "lucky guy" who seemed more suitable.

　　 In a hidden place on the street corner where no one noticed, she jumped down from mid-air and released her "stealth".

　　 tightened the **** cloak that obscured the real face, and then walked out slowly with satisfaction.

　　 The "target" Lucid was looking for this time was a ragged beggar.

"Hey-hey…"

　　 secretly pleased, she felt that her experiment could finally begin.

　　 It doesn’t make sense that even a beggar is full of happiness, right? No way, no way?

　　 The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Lucid approached, staring at the ragged beggar and looking up.

　　 I saw him in ragged clothes, fluffy and messy hair, a rather thin body, and no specific age, sitting on a stone step and looking at the sky, giving people a feeling of helplessness.

"Um…"

　　 Lucid looked more and more satisfied, and after some consideration, he smiled and said:

　　 "Hello, may I ask... can I help you?"

　　 paused, she added:

　　 "I can help you realize a wish..."

　　"..."

　　 The beggar glanced at her, but didn't talk.

　　...

　　 Lucid's face was a bit unbearable, but for the sake of "experiment", he still patiently smiled again:

　　 "Uh...anything is fine. If you are hungry, I can also invite you to have a big meal."

　　 Suddenly, the beggar trembled all over.

"Eh?"

　　 Lucid is a little surprised, which one is this particular meow playing?

　　 After a stalemate like this for a while, the beggar in front of him finally opened his mouth with a tender voice:

　　 "Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years... Don't bully the young and poor!"

　　 I saw him trembling all over, facing Lucid in a **** cloak impassioned.

　　 The majesty blew by, raising his messy and fluffy hair, revealing a tender but firm face.

　　 "Fuck..."

　　 Lucid people are all stupid, how come this meow has suddenly been "thirty years", making him feel like he has come to a door to break off the marriage.

　　 glanced at the "Roselle Quotations" he was holding tightly in his hand, and she couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

　　 got it... this particular cat is guilty of second disease...

　　 is outrageous.

　　 chuckled, Lucid was about to turn around and leave.

　　 Second disease or something... Let's forget it.

　　 But it's not over yet. After she turned around and walked a few steps, the little beggar saw the "black cloak" running away dingy, he laughed, and raised his head intoxicated:

　　 "Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world!"

　　 "The sky does not give birth to me Savigny, the world is like a long night!"

　　...

　　 Upon hearing this, Lucid fell silent.

　　 After thinking about it a little bit, she turned her head back "gently"...

　　 After helping this "sweet bones" teenager "Savigny" "open up the second line of the governor and governor", Lucid left a little gold and left here comfortably.

When 　　 left, he did not forget the faint exhortation:

　　 "Heaven will give a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka. He must first suffer his mind, his muscles and bones, his body and skin, his body is empty, his actions are disorderly, so he is tempted to endure what he can't."

　　 Savigny, who was sorely lying on the ground, heard these words, there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his face also looked like "I have realized something..."

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Lucid walked on the streets of Trier with enthusiasm, quite a little embarrassed.

　　 This special cat can be guilty of pretending to be offended, which is very outrageous!

　　 I was trembling and cold, and I felt that my sincerity was fed to the dog...

　　 But after another thought, he also helped the second-yearly ill boy "recognize the sinister reality", and he was a little relieved for no reason.

　　Pretend to be forced or something...Who knows how!

　　 After walking around the street a few more times, she finally found a really suitable "test subject".

　　 This "target" is still a beggar, but this time Lucid learned his lesson and found someone who seemed a little bit vicissitudes of life. UU Reading www.udkahnshu.com

　　 And things were exactly as she expected, and the "experiment" started smoothly.

　　 When he heard the old beggar’s wish to "eat a big meal," Lucid finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 This time my "experiment", I finally didn't encounter any strange problems, but it's really not easy!

　　……

　　 In the evening, under the sunset glow in Trier, Lucid returned to 1 Denis Street.

　　 But she frowned, but she didn't seem to be happy.

　　 The experiment was successful.

　　 Facts have proved that it is not necessary to "the kind of" pleasure in order to promote the digestion of the potion.

　　 And this kind of happy "emotion" doesn't need to be close to absorb it. The key lies in... the object.

　　 In other words, as long as oneself brings "happiness" to others in the sense of mysticism, then the potion can be digested to a certain extent.

　　 This is the "playing method" of "happiness".

　　 But Lucid can't be happy anyhow.

　　 Although the experiment was very successful, there was a serious problem hidden in it.

　　 This problem... is the difference in digestion efficiency.

　　 In contrast to "the kind of" pleasure, this "decent pleasure" is completely different in terms of digestion efficiency.

Although it’s also not clear how much Lucid can be digested by "that" pleasure at a time, if oneself digests the "pleasure" potion with "decent pleasure", it will probably take hundreds of years. It is possible to digest completely.

　　 This is still the time to be counted by one's sleepless "doing good and accumulating virtue". In fact, it is impossible to "please" others 24 hours a day.