Ark of the Immortal

Amiya also heard Kelsey's tone, and she asked curiously.

Doctor, what happened? Doctor Kelsey's mood usually doesn't change so obviously.

I don't know either! I just left her, and I originally asked you to take me for a walk today.

Amiya thought for a moment and asked cautiously.

What did you do this morning?

I chatted with the Immortal Man for a while, and Kelsey made the appointment for me. Then I left. Kelsey said she still had something to talk to the Immortal Man, and they went into the office to talk about things.

So, you left Dr. Kelsey and Mr. Undead alone?

Yeah, what's the problem?

The doctor nodded blankly.

...

Amiya hesitated to speak, but in the end she just sighed.

Come on, doctor, I'll take you to the library.

? The doctor, who really didn't understand the relationship between the two people, scratched his head.

Do they have any wonderful chemistry?

It's really confusing.

written request for leave

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198.Special gift

While the doctor and Amiya were in the library, performing a memory recall operation for the doctor, the undead man had already led Kyobe back to his room.

Keobei said that he had an agreement with a big sister today and wanted to go there to play, so he couldn't come to the undead.

When talking about this matter, Kyobe was still a little hesitant. She was thinking about whether to give up that sister.

But the undead man directly asked Kyobe to go over and said that he had something to do and wanted to find Melanza.

No matter when, it is not a good habit to break an appointment. The undead are also using their own methods to teach Keob some common sense about human society. Although the immortal himself does not know whether this common sense is correct.

After all, in a sense, the immortals only entered human society half a year and a year earlier than Kiobe.

Watching Keobai and his good friends go to find the big sister, the undead man was also thinking about the craftsman named Vulcan whom Keobao had mentioned.

He was also thinking about whether he should send the giant sword he used over there for repair.

It's not that I have trouble using it. As long as it's a weapon, it needs repair and maintenance. Even this big piece of iron in the hands of the undead man will inevitably show some pitted marks after being burned by flames and struck with countless weapons.

Not to mention that undead people often use giant swords as shields. All arrows and spells can be blocked with the giant sword.

After a long period of fighting like this, the immortal giant sword has actually shrunk by a full circle.

The overall shape is developing in the direction of a cylinder.

After all, the flames ignited by the undead are completely different from ordinary flames. Even after being burned by the first fire, Fan Tie will gradually become spiritual and produce a strange vitality.

Not to mention that such a high-purity flame, in the process of burning steel, will also force out some hidden impurities that ordinary blacksmiths cannot use flames and technology to remove.

The giant sword used by the undead now has almost lost its edges, and is more like a smaller version of the giant sword without an edge at all.

But what is surprising is that even though it has shrunk a lot, the weight has not decreased. Under the extremely unreasonable calcining of the initial fire, the entire piece of giant sword steel seemed to be compressed.

But a normal blacksmith would definitely not be able to forge such steel.

Although the blacksmith Ander was indeed very good at craftsmanship at the beginning, under the requirements of the undead, making such a large steel giant sword was already his limit. If he wanted to continue to upgrade and iterate his own weapons, he had to find someone with older craftsmanship. artisan.

Ancient here does not mean that traditional means good. But only ancient craftsmen may have some special skills in their hands and can forge weapons belonging to him for the undead.

If the craftsman named Vulcan is free, the immortal would really go and take a look.

But now.

The undead man put the giant sword on his back and walked towards the door.

In the past few days since leaving Rhode Island, the Immortal has been thinking about what gift he would give to Melanza as a teacher.

Although it was said that the Immortal had given it away once before, it was still strange.

Let’s not talk about whether the fixed knife that the Immortal helped Melantha make in Victoria was up to standard, nor how powerful the medal the Immortal gave Melantha was when he left.

The key is that the raw materials for these two things are all money given by Melanza. In addition to the undead carvings of the badges, the raw materials are also from Melanza's tuition fees.

Maria possesses the sword that the undead used when he was a battle knight. After being soaked in pure lightning and the undead fighting for a long time, the sword has become an extraordinary item.

What Tianhuo owns is even more precious. As the magic fire of a magician, this can almost be said to be the capital and life fire of a magician.

In a sense, the Immortal has never given Melanza a gift in a true sense. As a teacher, it is the most meaningful thing to give to a disciple.

However, under Keob's reminder, the undead suddenly thought of something in his mind.

If Rhode Island itself had craftsmen with the ability, the undead would not care about fusing the current giant sword and making two different weapons.

Use part of the steel metal to make a brand new long knife for Melanza. Perhaps the undead himself can carve it on it or grant it protection.

Thinking about weapons, the undead soon came to the deck.

At this time, all members of the reserve team are doing morning exercises today.

Undercher and a certain pink-haired hunk were hanging at the back, and Melanza was at the front.

They are going around the deck for today's warm-up training.

The undead simply stood aside, leaning against the wall behind the deck, watching them train.

There are also many people who wake up early to relax on the deck or have a habit of exercising.

Members of the reserve team use part of the area alone. The other part of the area is where these official operators get up early to train themselves.

There will also be operators from the older generation who would like to come to the deck in the morning to enjoy the breeze with a cup of tea in their hands.

For example, a certain old man is leaning over now.

Good morning, Mr. Immortal.

The elegant white-haired old man held a cup of coffee in his hand and leaned against the undead man. He followed his example and leaned against the wall, taking a sip of the coffee in the cup.

Hrag, General?

The immortal almost didn't recognize it. Is this old man who exuded a relaxed atmosphere really the high-spirited and calm old man he saw in Qicheng?

Hahaha! Don't you think your image has changed a bit quickly?

The old man smiled heartily, and then said jokingly.

But don't blame me, Mr. Battle Knight, you too. If someone hadn't mentioned it to me, I wouldn't have known that Battle Knight would actually take off his helmet and armor and put on clothes that only Victorian nobles would wear.

...

The immortal nodded. Indeed, Mr. Herague was right. Everyone will have a different image.

How do you feel? Does it feel good? Have you eaten?

The undead man asked briefly. This was one of the few ways of greeting he had learned after being active in Terra for so long.

Herage had a strange face, but he could still barely understand the undead man's words.

I did eat well, and the food in Rhode Island is pretty good. However, your Yanguo-style way of greeting me really feels inexplicably inconsistent with you.

The general chuckled. He put down the coffee cup and held it in his hand, feeling the warmth in his palms.

The wind blew gently on the deck, and Herage narrowed his eyes, enjoying such a peaceful scene.

I never thought that Azazel would have a day like this. He didn't have to worry about his own survival. He only needed to pay new attention to the symptoms of the patient. The children could also devote themselves to dealing with the disease.

Honestly, two days ago, I was still thinking. If Chernobog is going to be in trouble, then where should Azazel go next. We have been in the whole of Ursus for a long time. But. If Chernobog changes, where can we go? Ursus itself has been twisted to a strange point, but I have no ability to change it...

When Herage said this, he couldn't help but sigh twice.

Once when he said that his living situation had improved, and once when he said that he could not change Ursus.

Even though the old man has lived for so long, he has a clear understanding of many things and has his own unique understanding of life.

But after all, it is his own motherland, and he cannot make the motherland move in a better direction. As a veteran, he must have a feeling of loss. Although now he no longer needs to dictate to the country.

Being prepared for danger in times of peace has been the general's creed in his decades of life, and it is also the most important thing that has enabled him to survive to this day.

We must never give up thinking or studying the future.

That's good.

The undead man nodded. The fact that Helag started to worry about these things meant that Azazel was well treated in Rhode Island.

Even Herrag had an extra plate on his chest, which was a work plate indicating that he was a Rhode Island operator.

The Immortal also had one, but he was too lazy to wear it, and there was no way to set it into his armor.

But what's the big deal? After all, everyone in Rhode Island knew that the undead existed.

In the past few days, there have also been some new people who have passed their application to enter the island.

When some of them heard that the War Knight was also here, their eyes almost popped out of their heads, and they wanted to rush over with the notebooks and pens in their hands to ask for signatures.

But there is another unwritten rule on Rhodes Island.

You can chat and laugh with the War Knight, or you can knock on the War Knight's door and ask him for knowledge about combat.

But the only thing you can't do is ask the War Knight for various commemorative items. It doesn't matter whether it's taking pictures or signing autographs.

It is said that this is a rule set by the Rhodes Island branch of the Undead Legion to ensure that no unexpected situations occur.

If the undead were surrounded by a crowd of people as soon as they appeared, how could the undead enjoy their life in Rhode Island?

Would the undead still be willing to appear in venues outside their own rooms? !

But starting from yesterday, such strange emotions will be relieved a lot.

Because the Doctor is back.

I have heard of the name Doctor for a long time.

Herage took another sip of coffee as he stood next to the undead man and said.

Although he was not famous as an evil spirit at that time, as a commander, the reputation of strategizing and winning thousands of miles has appeared in the ears of us commanders many times. No one would want to fight with this kind of machine. It’s like a mechanical man shaking hands.”

Judging from Herage's tone, he had already met the current doctor.

But when I actually saw him, I didn't feel like my hair was standing on end. I heard that he had lost his memory?

Um.

Immortality has nothing to hide, many people know about it, and Kelsey did not try to hide it.

But the knowledge is still there.

Oh, that's nothing.

Herage nodded and sighed.

Excellent people cannot lose their capital to settle down and make a living. People like the Doctor are the best resources for Rhode Island.

When he said this, Herage couldn't help but glance at the undead man again.

Of course, you too.

Thanks.

The undead man accepted Herage's compliments, and he had a good impression of the old man.

He is strong, decent, calm about changes, and very approachable.

Unfortunately, both of them were busy with their own affairs. After Mr. Herrag finished drinking this cup of coffee and enjoying the morning, he had to turn back and immerse himself in the follow-up processing of Ursus.

Including the Chernobog humanitarian rescue team that will be dispatched tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Mr. Herage will return to Chernobog as a member of the rescue team.

After saying goodbye to the undead, Herage left the deck.

The undead man continued to lean against the wall and looked at Melanza who was running.

Her dark purple hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind her head. Even sportswear couldn't hide the girl's beautiful figure.