Ark of the Immortal

Earlier, there were other intellectual fragments of mythical beasts that appeared in the world, but these have become a thing of the past. Now they are impossible to study. Perhaps they can only be seen in the official archives of Great Yan.

Greyhound knows a lot, and this is just the tip of the iceberg of what he knows. But even this is enough to cause the undead to think and be confused.

His stay in Dayan in the past few years has not been completely useless, at least he has never given up his work.

The mission of the Rhode Island office is not only to provide assistance to the Rhode Island operators who come to the local area, but also to collect special local intelligence.

It could be as small as someone's family losing a cat today, or as big as the hidden direction of the entire dynasty and empire.

They won't interfere, but they must at least be able to glimpse part of the undercurrent. Otherwise, Rhode Island’s information work will not be done well.

Greyhound picked up a cup of tea on the table and looked around at the people in the restaurant.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and everyone is gathering with friends outside. Shangshu is also a huge riverside city with a large population, let alone people who come back to celebrate the New Year.

He was making sure that no one was around to follow them, following their trail.

Of course, if you want to know other information, I have a way to help you.

Greyhound took a sip of tea, then put down the cup and pulled out a tissue.

There may be some discrepancies with the official news, but it is more or less effective. After all, I have been relatively safe in Great Yan these years. Except that I can't afford to eat and owe a lot of debt, there is nothing wrong with it. twists and turns.

But the cost may be...

Greyhound shrugged his shoulders. He didn't need to elaborate further to know what Greyhound meant.

Isn't it just spending money? This is really nothing to the undead.

He doesn't need to pay himself now, and his daily expenses are reimbursed by a certain Mr. Liang. Not to mention he still has some savings.

Although he had spent a lot of money on Kjerag before, what the Immortal had in his hands was not just the prize money from winning the Major Championship.

Yin Hui also gave the Immortal a lot of money in private, including his subsequent travel expenses, almost all of which were made with Yin Hui's money. Perhaps the money Yin Hui gave to his sisters was not as much as he gave to the undead.

But this is an investment and has nothing to do with his own position. It is the Kalan trade that needs the power of the undead.

They earn more.

Money doesn't matter.

The immortal said.

I want to know. I want to know.

Hey, you're rich! That's okay, I know. It'll be much easier if you have money.

The gray dog ​​raised his eyebrows at the undead man's tone, and his tone became much sour after that.

God knows how he passed the past two years, and he always reached the end of his rope. But there is always a way to get through the difficulties. This is the survival wisdom of greyhounds!

Now, in addition to me, there are several special talents in intelligence investigation throughout Shang Shu.

Greyhound put out his hand, raised his fingers and began to introduce the folk situation in Longmen to the undead one by one.

Of course it goes without saying about the officials. Brother, you came here because you don't want to ask them for help. But there are two more people you can talk to.

The greyhound lifted a finger.

The shopkeeper of Hongchen Guest, Zuiyu. People come and go in Shang Shu. He runs the largest hotel in Shang Shu. The prices range from affordable to high-end. He also plans different service stages in different zones. The resources he has in hand are enough to satisfy you almost All needs.”

According to what Greyhound just said, this kind of person is a rich person, and he has a lot of money. He might be able to establish a relationship with the official family.

But the undead have never had a good impression of such people.

Except for Silver Ash, the wealthy people the undead come into contact with are almost all the nobles of Victoria and the knights of Casimir.

People who chase money will be limited by money to some extent, and the immortal cannot guarantee that the information given by the other party is absolutely valid.

It can be an option, but the undead wish there were other options.

Where's the other one?

The undead man shook his head, and Greyhound immediately understood what the undead man meant.

He put away his index finger and said.

The other one...how should I put it?

He scratched his head, as if he felt it was inconvenient to say this among the undead.

You know, if you are a human being, you will always have some special needs.

Greyhound's face suddenly became happy. He looked at the undead man, as if he wanted to see something special from him.

Yes, there will always be people running this business, but now Dayan's inspections are strict, so they have changed their names a long time ago. But according to their old names, they should call him the madam or the leather bagger.

? The undead man tilted his head.

He really didn't understand.

Okay, stop pretending, that's what he does anyway.

The gray dog ​​couldn't see the dead man's confused look. He laughed twice, then reached out and pushed the undead man's shoulder, and then said.

So, he has a lot of people from all walks of life under him, and he can also hear some things about the guests from his brothers and sisters. For him, if you want to find someone or find out information, as long as you have money, Nothing is a problem. He doesn’t care about your identity or where you come from. Money is hard currency to him.”

Among the two choices Gray Dog proposed, he himself seemed to have a special tendency, hoping that the undead would go to the second person.

The undead man also heard what Greyhound meant. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

You owe him money?

...

Greyhound's face suddenly darkened, and the somewhat connotative smile on his face froze.

Is it that obvious?

It is clear.

The undead man shook his head. He still didn't understand why the gray dog ​​got to this point.

Obviously Greyhound behaves very businesslike. Even if there is no funds, I won’t go without food for two or three days.

Compared to the undead, people like Greyhound would definitely be able to get along in the local area.

It doesn't matter whether he owes money or not. What matters is that he will definitely not default on the debt.

Although the undead saw through it, Greyhound still shamelessly continued to recommend it to the undead.

I can be considered a regular customer of his, it's really good!

The undead man didn't refuse. He planned to go to the second person Greyhound mentioned first.

If there is really nothing to gain, go to the first person to think of a solution.

I am full?

I am full!

The gray dog ​​wiped his mouth with his dirty sleeve, and his nose, which was originally a little blocked after dinner, was clear.

He sniffed twice, poured out two more toothpicks from the toothpick box, and then waved his hand.

Let's go! I'll take you to visit the brothel!

The undead also became interested.

What brothel was Greyhound talking about?

Is it some new culture born in Terra?

On the other side, at the Rhode Island headquarters, Kelsey had just finished dealing with the group of operators recommended by Chen.

There are police officers at the Longmen Fire Station. Although they are small, they speak quickly and are very dedicated. When I first came to Rhode Island, I pointed out many unreasonable aspects of fire protection planning to the doctor.

And she also expressed directly that she hoped Rhode Island could place emergency fire equipment points every 50 meters.

Her ability passed the test, and her performance in the fire station was also very good, so she was immediately admitted by Kelsey.

As for other people, there are some who are habitual thieves in the slums, some who are hawkers in the fish market, and even some who are private detectives in Longmen.

As soon as that habitual thief met the doctor, she quietly took away the meal card from the doctor. The doctor didn't react at all and didn't notice it at all.

Later, when the doctor said he wanted to treat everyone to dinner, the man quietly returned the card to the doctor.

Huh... I'm sorry! This is a professional habit, I will change it!

While apologizing to the doctor, the little girl looked guiltily at Huang, who was smiling and taking the chainsaw next to her.

Kelsey had a headache, but thinking that it was Chen who recommended the talent to her, she still gave it the go-ahead.

After all, what Rhode Island currently lacks is manpower and money. Longmen has given money and Chen has given talents, which are both good things.

However, after today's personnel recruitment, Kelxi still couldn't be idle. She still had a lot of paperwork to do, as well as the things Wei Yanwu entrusted to her.

At that time, Wei Yanwu, Immortal, and Kelxi had an hour-long conversation at the Guards Bureau.

Because the undead are no longer outsiders. So Wei Yanwu didn't care at all about what he heard about Yan Kingdom.

Three years ago, when Rhode Island was just reorganized, it sent out ambassador applications to the entire country of Terra.

Some elite operators were sent to stations around the world and lived there for a long time. It not only establishes diplomatic relations with the country, but also can be placed there as a hidden line that can be used at any time to collect intelligence and support operators, which is very convenient.

However, the three elite operators in the Great Flame lost contact with Rhode Island two years ago, and at the last moment before losing contact, they sent a top-secret letter to Rhode Island.

Kelsey opened and watched the e-book as soon as possible after receiving it.

Then he ordered the letter to be sealed until needed.

Now that the doctor has awakened and the undead man has gone to Dayan, it just so happens that Wei Yanwu also asked Rhode Island to do something for him, so Kelsey naturally plans to reopen the letter and read it again.

She came to the archives room and used her fingerprint to unlock the innermost door.

The last time I came in was when I was checking information on the undead, and it had been nearly half a year since the last time.

Kelsey sighed. She selectively ignored some of the special objects placed inside. She rummaged through the file area for a while and finally found the electronic terminal that held the document.

The file inside records a picture, a picture that seems to have nothing to do with Dayan.

It is a bonfire burning quietly, and the things supporting the burning bonfire are the broken corpses of some creatures that cannot be seen clearly in the picture.

The composition of this picture alone was weird enough, and when Kelsey saw it, she felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart.

But what is strange is that the bonfire does not burn from the bottom up, but has flames at the top of the bonfire.

Those limbs were clustered together like hands, trying to reach the golden flame at the highest point of the bonfire.

Before, Kelsey had no clue about this picture. But since the undead came to Rhode Island, Kelsey's mind has also been opened.

This time, looking at the picture again, Kelsey frowned. Although I still don’t know what this picture means, I can somehow connect it with the undead.

Fire, broken corpses...and great flames again.

What does this picture mean...

Kelsey still couldn't figure it out, but she felt that she was close to grabbing the first clue.

She put down the terminal and left the archives room.

I wonder how those elite operators are doing now?

Hope they are still alive.

On the other side, after the Undead and Greyhound came out of the hotel, they turned left and right along this main night market.

Along the way, Greyhound told the undead about the recent anecdotes in the streets.

For example, a child from a family ran out to meet someone because of online dating, only to find out that it was his teacher and was bumped into by the school's dean. As a result, he was criticized by the school and the teacher was almost fired.

Another example is that a thief was caught in a Jiekou supermarket. It turned out that the thief was not stealing anything, but crushing the entire supermarket's instant noodles. According to him, this relieves stress and is fun.

No one knows where Greyhound's time comes from. He can listen to these things without going out to work.

When asked about this, Greyhound just laughed and stopped talking.

Not long after, the two came to a deserted street.

The street lights here are all dark, with only some faintly glowing billboards and fluorescent graffiti hanging on the walls still faintly visible.

The gray dog ​​walked to the innermost part and knocked on a wooden door, and a sound came from inside.

Who?

Come here to hit the top.

Greyhound replied.