Ark of the Immortal

Extraneous things will always bring trouble to yourself.

We have bought some things. Although they are not much, they can still last us a few days.

The old man put the paper bag in his hand on the table, then came to the girl's side and rubbed her soft lavender hair.

Those group of profiteers, when we went there, they all waved their hands and said they were gone...

The girl muttered, not satisfied with the current situation, and the social skills she was proud of in the past also suffered a devastating blow during this period.

It's understandable. Everyone is having a hard time recently, and they will also be severely investigated. Fortunately, I am still a bit thin-faced.

When the old man went there, he didn't get any trouble. He just said what he needed, and the bosses who had been favored by him immediately transferred it from the warehouse.

Of course, money and other things still have to be given. After all, it is a business, and at this critical time, it is already a great honor to be able to sell the old man so many medical supplies without asking the source.

After all, almost everyone who knows the old man knows that he is different from before and has embarked on a different path.

The girl was just a little depressed, but she quickly cheered up and raised her head.

There were no candles lit in the room, and the last candle was consumed when the medicine was just applied. The light left its last warmth to the people who were in deep trouble, and turned into wax and solidified on the plate.

So, the girl took the food she had placed on the plate next to her and gave it to the old man sitting next to her.

Grandpa, here.

Um.

The old man took the cold potatoes, peeled away the burnt outer shell, exposed the inner core that had almost solidified due to the cold, and ate it with a big mouthful.

What was going on outside yesterday?

The girl couldn't help but asked another question.

Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with it.

The old man shook his head at her and put his index finger to his lips.

They're just some travelers passing by. The store owner also said there's no danger.

good.

The girl put aside her doubts, and sleepiness suddenly hit her like a tide.

He yawned again, lay down on the table, and closed his eyes in a daze.

The old man sat back on the chair and crossed his legs. Hold the potato in one hand and place the other in your lap.

The moonlight shines on his silver hair, shining white.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and the old man was chewing potatoes while thinking about what to do next.

Finally, he sighed and threw the potato skins with only the burnt shells in his mouth into his mouth, eating the last bit of nutrition to satisfy his hunger.

His right hand unconsciously rubbed the long knife leaning against the table.

I told myself over and over in my head.

There's still tomorrow.

176. Enter the game

When W woke up, she immediately discovered that the person sitting behind her was the protagonist she and Scout had conspired to kill, Garson himself.

I thought you would pretend to sleep and wait until I left to wake up.

Garson held the knife in his hand indifferently, peeling the fruit in his left hand, then raised his head and glanced at W lying on the hospital bed, and buried his head again.

You'd rather be honest. It seems like you didn't do anything bad when you went out this time?

What's the shame you're talking about?

W smiled. She knew that Garson was here to test her. But I didn't expect Garson to be so straightforward and tell his purpose directly. It seems that I don’t plan to grind it out slowly with W.

When it comes to feeling guilty, you should be the one who should be afraid, right?

...

Garson's knife stopped, and he glanced at the bloody mark on his left thumb that was scratched by the sharp blade, his face expressionless.

W has never spoken to him so directly. Even if they don't deal with each other, on the surface, W still belongs to Garson's subordinate. What makes her so crazy?

Garson already felt something was wrong. But he still used his gloves to suck up the blood that seeped out from the bloody mark on his thumb, and continued to peel it off with a knife.

There are a dozen people in your entire team. After the natural disaster last night, you are the only one left who came back. There are two more holes in your body. The others are all dead.

Garson lifted the peeled fruit into the air, then turned his left wrist and carefully observed the fruit to make sure there was no skin left on the fruit.

Is this the news you brought back? Are you planning to leave the team and start a new business on your own?

Garson used these words to implicitly warn W.

At present, all the Sakaz mercenaries have surrendered to the regent. Now W wants to leave the team and start a new one, which means parting ways with Garson.

But Garson himself represented the regent, and was the leader who came to support the integration movement as the regent.

And once W had the slightest idea of ​​going against Garson, he would go against the regent.

How could W not understand this? She hid all the crazy hatred in her heart, leaving only the unruly image she had worked so hard to cultivate, and then showed a happy smile.

Lord Garson, please don't try to dig a hole for me. Although I really don't like this feeling of being restrained, I have never thought that the Regent is wrong at all.

I just want to tear that guy into pieces.

Why start a new one? This kind of thing is not as comfortable and pleasant as stepping on your head.

W's words can be said to be a direct declaration of war on Garson, and she will step on Garson's head to get the upper hand.

Garson was about to take a bite of the fruit. When he heard W's words, he immediately stopped what he was doing and even his open mouth paused.

W chuckled twice more. It was obviously a pleasant laughter, but Garson heard ridicule and disdain in it. This made him angry for no reason.

His thick beard trembled, Garson raised his head and turned his attention to the immobile W.

W ignored him and continued to speak.

You said last night was a natural disaster? Ha, only a stupid person like you would think at this time that those thunders were a natural disaster. Or do you want to use the excuse of a natural disaster to cover up the fact that you did something improper?

They are your team members! You ran back alone, these are your responsibilities!

I can't remember that I have more than a dozen team members. Don't I only have nine sincerely convinced Sakaz mercenaries? What happened to the extra members? Lord Garson, can you give me an explanation? I don't understand?

W's tone became more and more wild, and Garson's temper became more and more intense.

Every time I talk to this crazy woman, even if I am still in a good mood, she will ruin it to the point of being disturbed.

Indeed, on the surface, he only equipped W with nine members. But secretly, as long as she is still active in Qie City, there will be three secret agents following W, monitoring her every move.

Although W herself knows how to counter-reconnaissance, as long as W is still intimidated by her own suppression, she knows that she cannot take action against these guys and must expose her whereabouts to him.

But this matter had always been something the two of them had tacitly understood in secret. When had she ever said it openly?

While Garson was angry, he felt more and more uneasy. The more wild W became, the more it proved that she had something that could threaten her status.

In this case, it might as well be...

Thinking of this, Garson took a bite of the fruit in his left hand and tightened the knife in his right hand.

Ah, by the way, there is something I need to report to Mr. Garson.

W seemed to notice the change in Garson's mood, and she spoke slowly.

Last night's lightning was not a natural disaster, but a group of rats brought in as reinforcements. Moreover, I know exactly where they are hiding now and what they are doing. I must have gotten information from those parasites yesterday. Alright?

W sat up leaning against the pillow behind his back, his lips turned white and his face lost all color.

But her current expression contained an indescribable joy and joy.

A river of frozen blood on an ice sheet?

Garson's breath froze. This was exactly what he wanted to find out. When W followed the rats out of the city two days ago, she saw this scene on the ice field. The informant placed in her team told Garson about this. .

Garson immediately understood that something they couldn't control had come to Qicheng, and he didn't know the other party's information yet.

While continuing to report, Garson was asked by his superiors to get rid of this potential threat before the leader of the integration movement began to take action, or at least to find out the origin of the other party and find his location.

From yesterday to today, Garson himself had spied informants all over the city, but he didn't expect that this guy would get there first.

The problem is that the leader plans to implement his plan in two days, and Garson's own time is running out.

At this time, W told Garson about this matter, but deliberately did not tell him the location of the other party. It was obvious that W wanted to use this matter to reach some deal with him.

Seeing her playful look, Garson felt that his head was getting hotter and hotter, and he quickly took a deep breath.

Hmm... empty words.

Garson first stabilized his mentality, then organized his thinking and took the initiative to attack W.

If you are so powerful and have the power of a natural disaster, how can you come back?

This is why Garson can't completely believe W.

If W can come back and dare to make conditions with himself here, he must be fully prepared.

Garson had no idea what W was thinking or what she wanted to do, so he could only throw away these preconditions and take the initiative to attack and doubt W.

Why can't I come back? Not only can I come back, I can also get some parts from him, such as...

As she spoke, W took out a piece of black cloth from somewhere on her body. She chuckled and said.

A fragment of his cloak?

There was a slight burn mark on the edge of this fragment of cloak, and the broken part was also torn out with great force and curled up irregularly.

Garson wasn't sure if it was a trick she was using to deceive people, or if it was something that was actually ripped from the man's body.

But no matter what, Garson can't take action against W now.

The only information is in W's mind. Only a really stupid Garson would target W at this time.

If this matter cannot be resolved, the first person to suffer is not W, but Garson himself.

Garson was silent for a long time. He rubbed his newly cut left thumb.

Then he took another bite of the peeled fruit in his hand, chewed it for a long time, and then swallowed it.

What are the conditions?

The smile on W's face became brighter and brighter, and she knew that her goal had been achieved.

The next step is to make this man feel that he has a grasp of his own psychology and make him think that everything is under his control.

So, the girl hesitated for a rare moment and spoke.

After Qicheng is over, I want to leave the team, and you can't interfere.

Garson pondered for a moment, and he vigilantly considered countless possibilities, but finally nodded.

Can.

The girl looked at Garson sitting at the end of the bed in surprise and said.

So simple? I thought you would ask me what I planned to do and if I had second thoughts.

Of course I'm going to ask, but not now. You still have some value.

Garson glanced at W meaningfully.

How could he not know that W had other little ideas. But he had no choice. W had already produced enough evidence to show him that he was now under the control of others.

Moreover, W’s path has always been so wild, and she went out this time. Just keeping it out of the question was weird enough.

Garson agreed to this condition, but that didn't mean he wouldn't investigate on his own.

The time point mentioned by W is obviously that Garson is leading the team back to the period when Kazdaele was revived.

W doesn’t want to see the regent. In other words, does W know something about the regent?

Garson was thinking and staring at W, his eyes gradually becoming confident again.

Oh, I won't ask, but I don't know if other people will ask.

Feeling Garson's gaze, W also lowered her eyes, and she completely hid the cunning look in her eyes.

As long as she can make Garson look towards the end of the incident. Then he will definitely ignore everything before this.

In other words, W now has a great say in Garson.