Ark of the Immortal

Mr. Immortal, do you have other clothes you can change into?

Scout looked at the undead man next to him. He felt that it was not good to stand at the door, so he walked into the room, closed the door, and sat down by the undead bonfire.

Your armor is still too conspicuous in Ursus, and you will easily be reported as an infected person.

The undead man clicked his tongue, but he still didn't want to take off his armor.

Fortunately, Melanza thought of these things when she helped him collect his things. One of the two bags he carried happened to contain his work clothes and gown.

Yes, don't worry.

That's fine, otherwise you'll have to stay in the hotel.

Scout breathed a sigh of relief. The undead were the hardest to deal with. God knew what it would take to get him to take off his armor. Fortunately, he also knew this was a mission and was willing to take off his precious armor.

Now that we have entered the city, the next thing is on the normal track.

The purpose of the Immortal coming to Qicheng is to serve as a reassurance and help stabilize the situation here. He doesn't need to worry about other things.

Scout and the others had their own mission. After explaining to the undead what they needed to pay attention to next, Scout left the hotel with several scouts.

They changed their equipment, hid their equipment, pretended to be business travelers, and wandered throughout Qie City to collect information about their targets.

Chang Yin and Thu Ding were left in the hotel, with Yu Lan and Mimi as their protectors.

Of course, this is also because Scout trusts the strength of the Undead and Blood Thorns, otherwise he would have to keep a few more people.

However, shortly after Scout left the hotel, a girl appeared outside the hotel where the undead stayed.

Her black and red outfit and silver-white hair made her particularly eye-catching in this lightly snowing weather.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the building in front of her that had aged to the point that it could be called a dilapidated building, and was thinking about whether to go in.

The red eyes revealed her race, she was a Sakaz woman.

Are there guests?

The shopkeeper heard people walking at the door, then raised his head and prepared to receive guests.

But when he looked up, there was nothing in front of them. When he listened carefully again. Apart from the sound of the strong wind blowing snowflakes into the room, there was no other sound.

Did I hear wrongly?

The shopkeeper muttered. He put his hands up and walked to the door with his neck trembling. With difficulty, he took his hands out of his sleeves and closed the door.

In this damn weather, it’s better not to leave the door open. It is unlikely that anyone will enter the city at this time.

Just as the shop owner turned around, he saw someone coming down the stairs.

Hey, the old man is going out?

The shopkeeper smiled and greeted the old man and asked.

Are you planning to restock?

Um.

There came an old man wearing a black leather jacket and sturdy boots.

With his snow-white but soft long hair, people will feel that he is still full of energy when they see him.

He has golden eyes and slender eyebrows, and a tall figure with almost perfect height proportions.

By coincidence, if he were a few decades younger, this man would be a handsome man who could make many aristocratic and beautiful women scream in surprise.

But now, the sharpness and unruliness of youth were completely gone in his eyes, only the gentleness and amiability that he still persisted in after countless hardships remained.

The clinic doesn't have enough bandages, and the officials have tightened their grip recently, so the children don't dare to run out. I'm the only one with an old face, and there are some people who are willing to give me face.

The corners of the old man's mouth curled up slightly, and his snow-white beard also fluttered. As he spoke, he zipped up his leather jacket and hung his hands in his pockets.

I'm so sorry to have lived here with you for so long.

Oh, it's okay. Anyway, we don't have many guests, and the house is empty. With you here, my place can be more lively. And it was your clinic that saved the child's life in the first place, so I should do what I should do.

The shopkeeper said hehely. He thought for a while and asked again before the old man went out.

What do those children want to eat? Will I bring it in to them later?

As long as it's hot, it's light. I don't have any requirements at this time.

The shopkeeper nodded and wrote down the old man's request.

Just as he was about to continue recording today's account books, the old man in a black jacket thought of something and took back his boots as he was about to step out of the door.

Speaking of which, did we have a guest last night? Is there anything wrong?

He lowered his voice and asked his boss.

Recently, Ursus has gone too far in conducting strict checks on infected people. Even the old man who had devoted half his life to Ursus was a little surprised.

It would be terrible if the store manager was also implicated because of his group.

It's okay. They're just ordinary guests who live on the floor above you. I'll introduce you to them if I have the chance.

The store manager breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands again.

Aren't we all spreading rumors about the mysterious infected person who helped Ulisa and her family leave the city? We thought he had left the city, but it turns out he is still in the city. I don't know whether he went out and came back, or didn't leave at all.

That's it.

The old man frowned and thought for a while, then raised his head, his face returning to its initial warmth.

Okay, if I have a chance to meet you, I'll go first.

Okay! Come back for dinner tonight!

Then keep my share and come back tonight to eat and see!

Crunch...

The iron gate was pushed open, and the old man put his hands up and merged into the gray city in the light snow.

And just around the corner of the hotel, the girl revealed her head and two bunches of red hair on her head.

Azazel's boss? Are all Azazel's people here?

The girl looked strange, and she couldn't help but look up at the building again.

He found this place with the help of his own eyesight, but he never thought that he would find another big fish.

But this was not her purpose, it could only be said to be an unexpected gain.

After thinking for a while, she decided to go up and explore the situation.

Someone said that they saw a group of people entering the hotel last night, and they didn't know if they were Scout and the others.

If so, that's fun.

172. Increased blood pressure

Thu Ding and Chang Yin were resting in the room. Thu Ding stared at the ceiling, while Chang Yin looked at the wind and snow flying by outside the window. He used his left hand that could still move to pull on his clothes. He felt a little cold.

Are you hungry?

Yulan was still brewing the potion she carried with her, and the thumbtack was in a bad state. But with the help of the immortal, his condition has been temporarily stabilized. At least he can open his eyes and regain consciousness.

fine.

Thumbtack responded, not knowing what he was thinking, just staring at the ceiling above his head.

The three of them didn't know what to say for a while. Even if Thumbtack was rescued and received treatment this time, the root cause of the disease may not be found. Whether he can continue to go on missions with the team in the future is also unknown.

Everyone knows the importance of this mission. But their main mission is not to rescue the doctor. Instead, while waiting for Team Linguang and Team Ace to rescue the doctor, they went to perform another mission of great strategic significance.

Kill the current mercenary leader of the Integration Movement, Sakaz named Garson.

Of course, although it can be confirmed that the other party is in Chernobog City, the specific location and situation still require a lot of exploration time, which is a big test for both of them.

Yu Lan poured out the liquid from the bowl in her hand and soaked it all over the clean gauze. Then she carefully held the piece of gauze and came to the thumbtack. She opened his quilt and revealed his severely deformed hands. leg.

Just as Yulan was changing the dressing on Thumbtack, Changyin also subconsciously looked back at Thuttack lying on the bed.

In an instant, Changyin quickly turned his head and looked out the window.

Nothing.

But Changyin frowned. He seemed to have spotted a dark figure outside the window just now.

Is it an illusion?

Right in the middle of the two rooms, a girl dressed in black and red was stuck in the crack of the wall. She stuck her feet in the corners of the wall to support her body.

She heard the voices of the people inside and the conversation between the two.

This was normal, but she still caught a glimpse of that figure just now. It was the team members when she was tracking the target. Their costumes also confirmed their identities.

The integration movement is nothing more than a ragtag bunch. Except for some elite troops under high-level officials, they are all composed of refugees and infected thugs. It would be nice if they had clothes to wear. How could they have such sophisticated equipment?

In Qie City now, no other force has such neat and professional combat uniforms. Not a possibility except for someone from Rhode Island.

In other words, the people hiding here are indeed people from Rhode Island.

What a coincidence. The people from Rhode Island and the two groups of infected people from the Azazel Clinic were hiding in this small hotel.

While she was thinking about whether this was just a coincidence, she was about to turn her head and move closer to the room on the other side, hoping to hear if anyone was talking in the room here.

But the moment she turned her head and saw her, her whole body stiffened, and the originally flirtatious expression on her face froze, staring at the figure that appeared in front of the window.

Half of the body leaned out of the window and was fixed in mid-air. It was a piece of steel armor. But the eyes hidden behind the steel armor and the complete inability to sense his presence made the girl lose her ability to think for a moment.

How long had he been watching himself here? Why can't I feel any breath? !

Just when the girl's body started to move subconsciously, and she was about to run away first, the armor made a sound.

Come in and sit down?

She had absolutely no choice. The girl had already noticed the huge gap in strength between herself and the person in front of her.

And there was no memory or information about this person in her head.

In an instant, she realized something.

The ice fields outside Chernobog...

Won't you come in?

The armor seemed to express dissatisfaction with the girl's behavior, and he stretched out his hand.

Come on, everyone is here. Just don't leave.

...

The bonfire burned, and the undead man sat quietly in front of it, his great sword leaning against the wall nearby.

Bloodthorn was still snoring on the bed, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know how long he would sleep.

The undead man himself took the firewood he asked for from the store manager, broke it into two sections, and threw it into the fire in front of him.

Just to the side of the bonfire, next to the undead, a girl trapped by a rope stared at the undead with her eyes wide open, and occasionally glanced viciously at the bloody thorn sleeping on the bed next to her.

Yes, she was tied up.

The girl simply didn't have the strength to run away.

The undead man had heard the movement a long time ago, not just saying he heard it. Even when the girl came close to him, he had already noticed that there were guests coming and she also liked to take unconventional routes.

So, the undead man lowered his voice, came to the bedside, stuck his head out, and watched the girl turn over from the other side bit by bit. Finally, between his room and the room next door to Changyin and his friends, he turned his head and saw himself.

The undead could even see the girl's eyelashes fluttering when she realized his presence, as well as the two bunches of red hair on her head that almost stood up.

Without any effort, the undead man jumped out of the window and subdued the girl in two or three blows.

The girl wanted to run, but her skills in front of the undead were as different as an adult's and an ant's.

After all, frontal combat is not what she is best at.

So, after the undead brought her back to the room, Bloodthorn rubbed his eyes and suggested tying up the unknown girl with a rope.

At first, the immortal thought it didn't matter. But it wasn't until the Blood Thorns took off some accessories from some inconspicuous corners of her body that the undead nodded.

Those ornaments are all explosives, none of them are purely for decoration.

The undead man asked with some confusion.

You know her?