Ark of the Immortal

The man on the hospital bed answered the old man, and then his breathing became a little anxious, and it took a few seconds for him to calm down.

The elegant old man put down his long knife, opened the door and was about to go downstairs.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard dense footsteps coming from the stairs at the end of the corridor.

The old man looked over, but could only see the back of the last person walking upstairs.

He frowned and walked towards the stairs. When he looked up, he could only hear a burst of intensive breathing and no sound of communication at all.

It wasn't until the door was opened that a slight conversation was heard. As the door was closed, the entire corridor became silent again.

It was really weird, so weird that the old man couldn't help but think more about it.

Just as these people went upstairs, the old man hurried to the first floor and saw the store manager who was taking notes at the counter.

Hey, we're down. Are you hungry?

The store manager heard footsteps and looked up and saw the old man.

It's a bit. Is there anything to eat now?

The old man leaned on the counter and looked at the counter behind the store manager.

Is there any stew? I think red soup would be good.

I haven't done it today yet. Just wait a little longer. I'll get you some dry bread to eat first, with sour cheese to satisfy your tummy.

While saying this, the store manager called to the kitchen and asked for a piece of dry bread and yogurt. The middle-aged woman inside responded and soon heard the sound of knives being scraped.

This is a small family store, and the store manager and his wife work there.

Not long after, a piece of hard dry bread and hot yogurt were served, along with a table knife and a cup of warm animal milk.

This is a very common snack in Ursus. Many Ursas people use this meal as their own breakfast and a cost-effective meal to fill their stomachs when they are hungry.

The old man picked up a piece of dry bread and spread the yogurt on the dry bread with a table knife. The knife even made a hard friction sound when it came into contact with the bread.

I just saw someone coming up.

The old man wiped the bread in his hand and asked as if he didn't mean it.

Are they the friends upstairs? They seem to like going out and are always going outside.

Ah, you said Mr. Bloodthorn, he brought back some new friends, not just the ones from that day.

The store manager thought for a while and took out the gold coins he just put in the drawer to show the old man.

The offer was generous, and he insisted on renting out the entire floor, and even gave me a deposit.

The store manager said cheerfully, then threw the bag in his hand into the drawer and closed it nonchalantly.

In fact, hotels are still providing accommodation to infected people. Do they really care about money? Most of them are their own people.

But those outsiders don't seem to know the situation inside Qicheng. But even so, it is quite rare for them to not take advantage.

What's more, the store manager can also see that many people are infected.

What's the origin?

The old man took a bite of the bread, and before he could chew it, he spoke first.

As soon as the dry bread was in your mouth, the taste of sour cheese instantly aroused the salivary glands to secrete wildly, and the secreted saliva moistened the dry bread, making the originally hard bread gradually soften and become tougher.

The more you chew it, the more mellow it becomes, and the wheaten aroma of the bread and the milky aroma of the yogurt become stronger.

Obviously, the store manager has not given up his pursuit of food quality even in such difficult days.

I don't know. But he doesn't look like a bad guy.

The store manager poured another glass of water for the old man, pushed it in front of him, and then continued to speak.

Are you a little worried? But their target should not be you, but others.

After saying this, the store manager lowered his voice and lowered his eyes.

The old man also understood and moved his head closer.

Garson was killed.

Just this sentence stopped the old man's chewing movements. He picked up the animal milk next to him and took a sip, swallowing the contents in his mouth.

when?!

This afternoon. The entire southeastern corner was blown up. The person who did it obviously had a plan in advance, and made good use of assassination tools, and even caused an explosion.

Garson's stay in Checheng is no longer a matter of a day or two, and the whole Checheng people. If you have a little contact with infected people, you can hear the recent rumors that someone is willing to escort the infected people out of Qicheng, but they only need a very high commission. These people are the Sakaz mercenaries who are infected.

The leader, Garson, no one knew what his purpose was in coming to Qicheng, but everyone was afraid of the representatives behind him.

Even though this is Checheng and the territory of Ursus, the right itself is something that is feared.

But now, with Garson's death, does it mean that a new round of confrontation between forces is about to break out in Qicheng?

The old man didn't want to think about this problem, but this incident made it difficult for him to relax his tense nerves.

They were originally a clinic struggling to survive in Qicheng. If something happens to Qicheng again, I really don’t know where we will go.

But all those years of suffering have come to an end. What do these things mean now? They are just a new round of difficulties that need to be faced.

The old man looked calm and took another bite of dry bread.

You're not worried at all?

The store manager asked curiously, and spoke to the old man in a low voice.

The friend who lives above you seems to have a way to send people out of the city. If you are willing...

That's not necessary, thank you.

The old man shook his head and clapped his hands, the piece of dry bread soothing his hungry stomach.

He picked up the animal milk on the table and drank it in one gulp. He picked up the wet towel placed next to him and wiped his mouth.

Usas has not fallen to that level yet. Even if something happens to Qicheng, we have the ability to protect ourselves.

Instead, the old man asked the store manager worriedly.

It's up to you. What should you do if something happens to Qicheng? Do you want to make some preparations first?

Yeah...that's right.

The store manager touched his chin. He was different from the old man. The old man could get along anywhere in Qicheng and would not be in trouble.

But it's different for ordinary people like him. If something really happened, there would be almost no chance for him to escape.

Forget it, let's talk about it later... After spending my whole life in Chernobog, I really haven't thought about where to go.

The store manager said a few words with a smile, and then put all worries behind his mind.

It wasn't like this at first. I thought the sky was falling. But in the end, I just changed my lifestyle. To use an old Eastern saying, isn't it that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain?

Have wisdom.

The old man gave a thumbs up, then put down the wet towel in his hand and waved to him.

But the old man was stopped by the store manager.

I saw the store manager's wife walking out of the back kitchen, holding a large plate of food in her hand.

If nothing happens now, can you do me a favor?

The store manager pointed to the account book still waiting in front of him.

Someone is coming to deliver something in a while. It should be soon... Hey, here it is.

With that said, the store manager walked towards the door, looking back as he walked.

Help me give this plate of things to the guests on the third floor. Just go up to the third floor and enter the first room on the right!

With that said, the store manager had already left the store and went outside to receive the goods just ordered today.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then turned his attention to the plate.

Just now I was thinking about saying hello to my friends upstairs, but I didn't expect...

Ah...

The old man smiled, maybe this is fate.

At this moment, the room of the immortal was crowded with people.

The undead man finally found a place, filled the basin with firewood, and inserted the long sword at his waist into it. Then he stretched out his hand, lit the fire, and let the flames rise.

The temperature in the cold room gradually began to rise, and this warm feeling gradually relaxed the members who had been traveling all day.

We just completed the mission and received your communication.

Scout took off the blood-stained gloves on his hands and threw them aside. He stretched out his hands that were already freezing and leaned against the fire while speaking.

You guys are really fast. I was wondering if you would arrive tomorrow, but I didn't expect you would arrive today.

Doctor Kelsey told us that the situation has changed and asked us to move faster, so we didn't dare to delay on the road. How is the situation now?

The man wearing sunglasses sat on the only bed in the room without hesitation. He was still chewing gum and nodded to the undead man as a greeting.

The situation is not good, Ace. Although the mission has been solved, we have two wounded here.

Scout pointed to the next room.

Fortunately you brought Susuluo, otherwise this operation would not be possible.

But even if you have surgery, you still need a period of rest, otherwise it will be in vain.

Standing next to Ace, the leader of the second team, the Knight of Radiance, crossed her arms, her armor flashing white under the firelight, and her voice was cool and powerful.

If you want to protect them, you have to slow down the pace.

But we have other ways, such as splitting into two ways.

Amiya also came with Ace and Linguang. At this moment, she was leaning against the wall and directly interjected, expressing her thoughts.

Miss Linguang and Senior Ace are with us. Senior Scout, you can leave Qicheng early. As long as the doctor's location is determined, your final mission will be completed.

Scout nodded, he had the same plan.

After all, he is not the main force in rescuing doctors. His task is only to serve as a scout and determine the route of advancement and escape route for the rescue team.

Scout was about to speak when a knock on the door suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone immediately shut their mouths and looked towards the door.

Bloodthorn leaned against the door, away from the small group. Seeing everyone looking at him, he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an elegant white-haired old man carrying a large bowl of hot food with a warm smile on his face.

Hello, this is your food.

Ace and Scout were a little unconcerned at first. But the moment they saw the old man's appearance, both of them were stunned for a moment, and then their whole bodies tensed up.

The atmosphere solidified at this moment.

The old man stood at the door holding a plate as steady as a rock, while Ace and Scout looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Until a voice appears.

Thanks.

The armored weirdo beside the campfire said.

He recognized the old man.

They had passed each other.

179.Herage!

Thanks.

The man in armor nodded to the old man. Then he turned his attention to the bloody thorn next to him and raised his head slightly.

Bloodthorn still didn't understand what was wrong with this old man. He reached out, took the plate from the old man's hand, put it on the table next to him, and then turned his head to look at the old man at the door.

The old man was still calm. He put his hands in his pockets, looked at the juniors in front of him calmly, and then leaned against the door frame.

The store has something going on, and we are still down below to receive the goods that have just been delivered to the store.

He seemed to be explaining to everyone in the room why he was the one delivering the food.