Quenched long order

Chapter 71 The Same Call

"Soul name?" Garland was puzzled, not knowing what it meant.

"Oh." The mystic patted his head lightly, and said: "By the way, Saul, you probably don't know the level of the quencher, right? I haven't told you about it, but I'm not unwilling to say it. It's just that it's useless to talk too much in many cases. I have met a few new-level quenchers before. They have great potential, but many times, they can't last until I meet them for the second time."

Speaking of this, the mystic seemed to recall some past events, she sighed, and continued: "Actually, sometimes knowing a little less makes you feel more in awe of this world. Maybe the ending of life and death will be rewritten."

In many cases, too much intervention may be counterproductive.

"The inspector told me." Saul replied, but he didn't say that he had obtained the soul name. After all, if the quencher died, there might be relics left behind. Obviously, most of the time, hiding one's own strength is the best choice.

"Well, I feel that the inspector also values ​​you very much, and he specially sent a team of soldiers to support you." The mystic nodded repeatedly and told his discovery.

"Maybe it's just because I'm useful." Saul replied. He could feel that the inspector valued him to a certain extent, but he could also feel that the inspector was wary of him. The two parties now reached an agreement that he would help the inspector solve some troubles as a helper, and the inspector would provide him and Garland with a boat ticket to leave the island.

The mystic spread his hands and did not refute.

"Can you tell me?" Garland asked in a low voice, "About the level of the quencher."

The mystic nodded and briefly explained to Garland, explaining the classification of quenchers.

After listening, Garland saw Saul's eyes full of relief, "So, as long as Saul leaves this island, he will be able to live comfortably in the future."

During this process, his red left eye was still tightly closed. It seemed that as long as this eye was not opened, the pollution would not spread.

The mystic glanced at Saul, and replied softly: "Isn't he already well-fed now?"

Saul felt uncomfortable when he heard Garland's words. Garland's words were always talking about "him". It seemed that Garland had already given up hope that he would be able to leave the island. Like a dying person, he wanted to arrange everything before he died and try not to leave with regrets.

"It'll be fine." Saul said, but the words of encouragement, for some reason, seemed very pale when he said them.

Garland understood Saul's meaning, he didn't say much, but smiled, and brought up the topic again, "Take me to Kerry's grave, I want to visit again."

It's late at night now.

Garland's left eye has mutated, and now he is staying in the mystic's spirit-solid array, trying to resist the invasion of pollution.

"It's too late now." Saul didn't answer directly.

"Listen, Saul, it's too late for me too." Garland finally pointed this out.

The mystic wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but she opened her mouth, but still didn't intervene in the conversation between the two, because she really couldn't help right now.

"I..." Garland paused, "...I have already experienced auditory hallucinations. I can hear a voice calling me. The voice is very soft, as if it has been talking in my ear. When I was resting before, I dreamed that I walked into the mine. Inside, I saw many miners like me. They seemed to hear something and walked deep into the mine. I walked to the gold mine and saw many miners digging for gold. The walls made of gold, after a glance, you can't move your eyes away."

"Since this is the case, you can't leave the station." Sauer's tone was serious. It is true that Garland is showing signs of mutation, but his thinking is clear enough. If he can hold on, the Stewart will be repaired the day after tomorrow. At that time, he will be able to leave the island by boat.

After leaving the island, the pollution may gradually be purified by the human soul due to the loss of its source. At that time, it will be able to survive, even if the mutated place will not recover, but Westwood Port is not an isolated island like Stewart Island.

"Sauer is right." The mystic said, and then she sat back on her seat, "Garland, if what you said just now is true, and what Saul said about Regis' situation is also true, then, I guess, even if the pollution really spreads in your body and cannot be controlled, your result may not be like other polluted people, turning into a mindless monster, but turning into Regis' situation. However, I don't know if this is a good thing..." She had an embarrassed smile on her face.

"But Regis wasn't normal, and he killed Kerry," Garland pointed out. "I don't want to be like him."

"It might not happen." Sauer continued to persuade. Suddenly, he closed his eyes and took two steps back. Then, he shook his head violently. After two seconds, he opened his eyes again. Then, he raised his right hand, pressed his index finger and thumb on the left and right temples respectively, and said in a tired tone: "I'm too tired and need to rest. Let's talk about this tomorrow, okay?"

Looking at the tired expression on Saul's face, Garland was about to say something, but he suddenly realized that what happened today was really too much for Saul.

From early in the morning, Sauer was woken up by soldiers, hoping that Sauer could get rid of the polluted miners. After that, Sauer patrolled the trading market.

In the afternoon, Regis tricked him out, and then Sauer came to the rescue. Almost at the same time, miners unrest broke out, pollution spread widely, and the entire trading market was in chaos.

In the evening, Sauer led a team of soldiers to search for Regis, the culprit, and did not return alone until late at night.

It can be said that Sauer had almost no rest time throughout the day today.

"Go and rest first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Garland sat back on the bed.

"Help me take care of Garland." Saul said to the mystic in a weak voice.

The mystic nodded.

Saul smiled to express his thanks, and then he dragged his pace to leave. As soon as he walked out of the door, the tired expression on his face disappeared, and it seemed that the energy had returned to him.Although he has indeed been busy all day today, he is not tired at this moment. The time when he really feels tired and tired is only when the air cannon is charged and fired.

Garland dragged it first, and then went to the inspector to report the situation, and then went to Kerry's tomb to have a look at Regis' mutated head, so that even if Garland had to go tomorrow, he would not be polluted again.

He thought to himself, after making the arrangements, he quickened his pace and walked towards the commander's office.

(End of this chapter)