Reincarnation, your moral integrity is gone

"No, the moment Chen Xi was born, you were as good as dead to your mother," Li Tianxiu corrected.

"This is all that damn bastard's fault!" Chen Yaxi said angrily.

That bastard, referring to his father.

The paranoid scientific madman strangled himself and drove his mother away.

"Okay, Aki, I support you! Just do whatever you want..."

Li Tianxiu suddenly clapped his hands, stood up and walked out. When he closed the door, he turned back and took one last look at him: "But there is one thing I can remind you of. This is an extraordinary world. If you can survive and gain powerful strength, maybe one day you can escape from this space and see certain people again.

Of course, I just mentioned it casually, I didn’t mean anything else.”

Chen Yaxi: “…”

boom!

The door was closed, leaving Chen Yaxi alone, staring blankly in the dim light.

Although he has a bad temper, he is not really unwilling to listen to reason.

The main reason his father separated him was because of his rebelliousness and aggressiveness.

Of course, this approach is not worth promoting, but after being isolated by the world, he couldn't help but reflect on his own problems like Wu Xiaoguang.

If I had been as obedient as Chen Xi, would that family conflict have been avoided?

Is this his fault?

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

After all, Chen Xi was one with him and could understand the sadness in his heart. He comforted him, "I asked the elders in the church, but no one said that we can go back to our original world. We can just lie down and it's okay."

Chen Yaxi: "Fuck you!"

Chen Xi's face suddenly turned stern: "I'm warning you, don't scold our mother!"

Chen Yaxi: “…”

Now he seemed to understand why his father liked this guy whom he looked down upon more.

He is not timid.

……

As night fell, the reincarnations looked out through the windows.

My mother showed up early tonight, but she was cleaning up the burnt vegetation in the yard and didn't seem to have any intention of going upstairs.

After confirming this, the reincarnations with their own thoughts began to act.

Chapter 96: The Domineering Young Master and the Vixen

In the brightly lit corridor, two simply dressed maids appeared as expected.

They held brooms in their hands and rags around their waists, and went about their daily night work with expressionless faces, as if nothing had happened.

"Come out."

After buttoning the last button on his shirt, the Bishop walked out of the room and knocked on the next door.

"I... do I really want to go out dressed like this..."

The wooden door opened a crack, and Caroline cautiously poked half of her head out, looking very hesitant.

"Any questions?"

The bishop tilted his head, trying to look inside.

"No...no..."

Caroline took a half step back from the door, took a deep breath, and then opened it.

Before making a plan, the bishop carefully read the story of "The Hard-working Villa Maid" and decided to follow the main line of the story and defeat these imaginative monsters head-on.

So, she was asked to wear a maid outfit.

As times change, maids are no longer so popular in modern times, at least the next two generations of masters cannot afford them.

In other words, the maid outfit Caroline is wearing now...

Probably worn by the hostess.

It is not used for cleaning. The white apron is spotless, the ruffles are cute, the collar does not cover the neck, and the hem just stops at the knees, perfectly showing the wearer's slender and plump black silk legs.

Of course, there is fabric in the key parts of this dress, so it can still be worn on the street.

It’s just that Sister Caroline is rather conservative and usually wears long skirts. When considering the identity of the owner of the clothes, she inevitably feels a little cramped.

"Isn't this great?"

The Bishop lowered his head and scraped his fingers across the hem of her skirt.

"what!"

Caroline was startled. After confirming that her skirt was not lifted, she looked at the bishop angrily: "What are you doing?!"

"Now this reaction is like a maid."

The bishop smiled with satisfaction and turned to walk towards the villa maid.

"Hey!"

Caroline followed quickly with her head down, her fists clenched tightly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I am the elder, you have to respect me!"

“It has nothing to do with elders or not.”

The bishop suddenly turned around, and Caroline, with her head down, failed to brake in time and bumped into him.

"what!"

Caroline screamed and subconsciously tried to step back, but was hugged by the bishop.

This scene is quite melodramatic, but the effect is outstanding.

Caroline, who was conservative in her thinking, froze up and opened her mouth but dared not speak.

Seeing this, the bishop leaned down and whispered in her ear: "It's all for the Truth Church."

"truth……"

Caroline raised her head belatedly and saw the maids of hearts and diamonds looking at her with hostility in their eyes.

At this moment she suddenly realized that the mission had begun.

"For the Truth Church."

Caroline suppressed her anxiety, broke free from the bishop's arms, and fixed her hair.

"hehe."

The bishop smiled, turned around and walked towards the other two maids, and said loudly: "Come with me, my studio has become very dirty and needs to be cleaned for you."

"Yes……"

Due to the rules, the two maids will mistake the reincarnation for the owner of the villa.

But Caroline in her sexy maid outfit doesn’t count!

She's a maid!

It's the enemy!

It’s the scheming Green Tea Girl!

What a shameless vixen!

In order to obtain the honor of being the first maid, she must be eliminated!

"Ha~"

Looking at the two maids who were eyeing her covetously, Caroline couldn't help laughing.

She confidently held her chest high, placed her hands naturally in front of her belly, and walked past the two men with her slender legs. She didn't look like a maid, but more like a mistress.

The fragrant breeze that wafted by made the two maids frown even deeper, because they noticed the accessories hanging around Caroline's waist.

On the left is a colorful clown holding a sword, and on the right is a gray clown of the same color.

She is not a flower card, but a royal bomb!

"I made a painting here today, but I'm not satisfied with it. Each of you will clean up a spot and restore it to its original state before bedtime. Can you do it?"

When I opened the door of the studio, I saw various colors of paint scattered on the ground and a strong smell of ink.

The two maids wanted to get angry, but when they looked up, they realized that the huge painting on the wall was a work of art and was not considered to be malicious dirt, so their aggression was immediately restrained.

"Okay, Master."

After getting into the state, Caroline had strong execution ability. She picked up the tools and walked to the far right.

Seeing how serious she was, Hearts and Diamonds also picked up their tools and started working.

The bishop's plan was simple. The story originated from a competition, so he followed the rules and took the initiative to create a competition field for them to compete fairly... unfairly.

Well, that's certainly not fair.

It was just like the first dungeon he participated in.

"Ok?"

The Maid of Hearts was the first to notice something was wrong; the paint on her wall would not come off.

"hey-hey……"

Caroline raised the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but smile.

Before nightfall, the bishop tampered with the detergents found in the villa.

Although the liquid sprayed out still has bubbles, it is not much better than clean water, and of course it is not easy to clean.

But this was not a problem for the maids, because they had demonstrated their ability to conjure up a knife and coffee with their bare hands last night, so a simple detergent was no problem for them.

However, after finally cleaning the paint on the outside, the cube maid discovered that there was another layer underneath.

And that special layer of paint seems to be impossible to wash off.

"Saruman is such a bad guy..." Caroline chuckled.

Of course she knew what was going on. It was paint, and it would be fatal to try to clean it after it dried.

Even if they really find a way to fix the paint, the wall behind it has been tampered with and it will easily be damaged.

Caroline felt very happy when she saw the two people looking worried because of the problems.

She dipped the long-handled brush into the bucket, stood on tiptoe on the chair, and cleaned the paint on the top.

However, it was this action that made her feel a chill under her skirt. She covered her back in shock and turned her head away.

The bishop was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, staring at the two people next to him.

"Ok?"

This action was quite conspicuous, and the bishop turned his head in confusion.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, he thought for a while, then shook his head gently.

The knee-length skirt wasn't considered short, and even if he was standing on a chair, he couldn't see it from this angle.

Unless you bend down.

“Puff, puff!”

Caroline warned him in a coded voice, motioning him to turn around.

The bishop spread his hands, motioning her to continue working.

"You... huh... for the Truth Church!"

Caroline breathed a sigh of relief, feeling no sense of security at all.

But for the sake of the mission, she gritted her teeth and endured.

But after this matter is over, she must have a good talk about the rules when making plans, because she is the senior!

"This woman..."