The Origin of Species

< -- Master of the Armory Tower! -->

The bibody disconnects and swallows bitter saliva. The war against the Stone Guild has long been over. The long war was doomed by the MT Clan.

The mood of the ducks has been unusual lately. The sinners were also naturally sullen, and all sorts of rumors were spreading from mouth to mouth.

He presses down on the edge of his eye for a moment, then wakes up from his seat. His residence is in a penthouse in a luxurious apartment. He loved the wide open landscape. Beabodies chewed their lips as they knuckled the table.

“Phew. I need a human soul." ”

A bibody who lied to Kririn that human sarcasm was poison. I thought if I found out who it really was, my men might eat it first. He thinks of the MTclan in the Battery and shouts without his knowledge.

“Damn it!”

The war is over, the aura of the origins is changing strangely, the lack of human sarcasm. It was all because of the MTclan.

Vibody recalls the first time he saw a human sari. The white, round mass. In fact, the Stone Guild and its guild have been very tight for a long time. It was the same with the amount of refined stone they had together.

But...

Lin took a portion of that tablet from the MTclan. As a result, he had no choice but to lose the auction. I felt like breaking up my license and trying to eat it. How desperate he would have expressed his heart to Merchant, the house of Byron.

Of course, Merchant was angry. I'm trying to tear apart the bones of my ancestors.

He thought he was going to split up and eat it, or just eat it, but he had no choice but to accept what Mukhand said.

‘Huh-huh-huh. This is the only one for me. Would you be able to piece this up? Long ago, in the Wasteland, human cadavers were disposed of as soon as they were found. But you know what that cycle is like? 6,000 years. 6,000 years.If we split this up and the effect wears off, we won't be able to save the Human Sari again. Would you gamble like that? I'm a merchant, not a gambler. ’

Merchant was right. If I wanted to try that, I should have done it in the Wasteland. No, maybe the Wasteland already has the product.

“Phew.”

Now the remaining hope for Vibody has ironically become the MT clan. It's because Kririn's constant reports show that their objective is Class S refinery.

It must catch monsters of class 9 or higher. At the same time, it is said that even the dead have random monsters of class 9 or higher. So, if we're lucky, the MT Clan could have saved the human carcass.

“We have to get it fast. · · ”

Vibody rubs his fingers nervously, recalling the information he heard yesterday. There have been a lot of meetings between Buita and Merchant lately.

Surely they're exchanging information they don't know? He yells nervously, scratching his earholes.

“Boo, you bastard with no liver or gall bladder! ”

...

“Mister, those three were the remnants of the bibody. He was talking to me on a ringtone. ”

I nodded, listening to the foreman. There was a reason I felt uncomfortable. More than that, I wonder what kind of conversation they had with Vibody.

“What was it about? ”

“They were sharing our information with Vibody. in detail without leaving out what's going on in the armory. ”

“Is there anything else? ”

Saints sweep up their foreheads.

“Human sarcasm. Bibody says it's poison. Hmm, touching is fine, but if you eat it, your whole body melts. ”

“Really?"

“Yes, it's really poison! ”

I thought it was a bit strange. According to Iran, it should not get into Sin's hands · · ·. If human sarcasm was just poison, nothing special. In other words, it does not matter if we enter the hands of Sin.

“That's strange. I thought you had something to do with immunity. ”

“That's right."

Then Lindsey intervened.

“Is it possible that Vibody might be mistaken? Or he lied. ”

“Maybe. ”

Surin agreed with her.

“Sam, it's possible Lindsey said that too. If human sarcasm is immune, he will never tell his subordinates the truth. I would have done it if I was a bodybody. ”

“Leader, me too. ”

The majority of the clan nods in front of Bonapas. Hope nodded without a thought.

I saw hope that my hair grew properly. She grew up to be a middle school girl. Her brown hair was down to her shoulder, and her face was now a perfect person. It was an amazing process of change.

Is that what a stem is?

In fact, he had two forms. Usually I was looking like that pretty girl, but when I get hungry or angry, I go back to my childhood look. Like an angry gorilla.

Seonmi stroked the head of such hope and asked me again.

“Mister, what do you want us to do with them? Shall we do it right away?”

I've been thinking about it for a while. It looks like we've already gotten a lot out of our information. But that was just information they had on the outside. Especially with Iran, Bibodies were not afraid of us.

“No. Just keep an eye out. Especially when talking to a non-body. Let's get some information on them, too. ”

“Well, would you say something important came out of Beabody's mouth? ”

“It doesn't matter. It's okay to be trivial. If you only knew what he was giving you, you'd know what he was thinking. ”

“Yes.”

The sailor nods, but the most important secret remains unsolved. It was not a man's identity. How does he know about human sarcasm? Iran, who frowned at his glabella, pointed out exactly that.

“My Lord, how does a bibody know about human sarcasm? I've always found this secret hard to figure out · ·. ”

“I don't know.”

The clan members tilt their heads. My brother took off his hat and scratched his head.

“I guess I heard it from the originals? ”

“Origin?”

According to Bonapas, Xinwoo's brother nods.

“Who else could it be? Only a duck would know that. ”

“Well, if that's the case, someone from the Palace has been talking." ”

Iran appears in the conversation.

“Hmm. Not necessarily. Maybe it's another family. Most of them have intelligence agencies. ”

That's when someone walked up to the top. The column of the family guild. He carries several large bladder pockets. Fei whispers to me, looking at his face.

“Kiki. I guess they failed again. ”

“Tsk, he's got a big mouth. Payne must have failed again, like you said. ”

“You know, I think I'm going to keep failing. 50,000 years is too much for them. ”

“Well, that makes two of us. ”

Meanwhile, the car walked in front of me and opened its bladder pocket. Every pocket is filled with a chain of life. He sighs and scratches his side head.

“Sir, today is 48840. ”

“Less than 50,000 years? Julie, cut me some slack. ”

“Yes!”

Julie answered freshly and began to take our share of the tax. Kahn stares at him with sad eyes. In fact, I did. Twenty-four hundred and forty-twenty years will disappear with tax. If it had been more than 50,000 years, it would have been free. · · But thanks to that, we were scraping the Refinery Stone.

The Neutral Union entered my hands, but it did not change the basic policy. They risked their lives on the sixth floor and paid taxes on the amount they hunted.

Nevertheless, Khan pledged his unconditional loyalty. Similar stories have been told in other neutral communities. They wanted me to be the one to lead them.

It was clearly showing my strength in the duel. Moreover, in the event of misfortune on the sixth floor, all of our clans had to step up. So the difference between them and our power was very clear.

They were also still not sure what my powers were. I didn't have to let you in on it.

I didn't trust everyone by following me. Relationships where I can make the most of my influence while exchanging moderately. That was the best relationship I could think of.

I looked at the compartment with blood everywhere and asked.

“Khan, what's the damage? ”

“154 injured. Three dead.”

He answered without hesitation, and I didn't mind. However, I always asked about the reason for death.

“Cause?"

“All three died of carelessness. ”

People in the inferior communities should not be beaten to death. I looked at the Khan, clearing my mind of their differences with the clan members.

“Hmm, every time I'm careless. ”

“It's a little cluttered since it hasn't been sequenced yet · ·. ”

“Okay. Just take this Refined Stone and make sure you're rewarded accordingly. Don't take it off upstairs. ”

Even if I say this, someone will take it off from above. It was greedy to be human. Then one day you'll find yourself a traitor. But I couldn't let someone else betray me.

I have limited our information in preparation for such situations, and have created new disciplines. I don't know how long this discipline will last, but for now this is it.

First, freedom of joining and leaving.

Secondly, for what it's worth.

Thirdly, ten thousand years of refined stone shall be paid upon prosecution.

The price of working here was fairly ambiguous. As a result of discussing with the clan members, I divided the criteria into several items.

First, I considered hunting time. The longer I hunted, the more refined stones I had to receive, of course. Depending on the role, the higher the risk, the weighted: Scouts are naturally more dangerous than the originals. So it wasn't weird to get more refined stone. I also considered other things, including hardship. Of course, it would not be perfect, but there was a well-structured picture.

Structures that can go up sufficiently depending on effort.

In fact, there are advantages and disadvantages to power. But I couldn't care less. Instead, those who kill only time in the center of the manuscript have earned a certain amount of refined stone. Sort of the lowest possible rate.

Over time, the Neutral Alliance has been captured around a compartment. Fourteen guilds and 40 clans have begun to become one. The effect begins to appear in the amount of Refined Stone you hunted.

“Heheh heh. Commander. Only 50,000 years. No taxes today, right? ”

You nod at Khan's words. The clan's expressions are regrettable, but this is not bad either. After all, those Refined Stones will make them stronger. The wind gives off a strong forest smell. I looked up at the window with the tail of my mouth and asked something else.

“Five layers of construction · · ·? ”

“Haha. That's almost over, too. ”

“Yes. You're going to build your own house anyway. ”

“Why don't you come and have a look? Of course, we're making the commander's house even more prestigious. ”

I scratched my head with a bloody smile.

“That's the tree house. I don't expect much. ”

The end of the fifth floor, the building of the house in front of the entrance to the sixth floor, was underway. Like some kind of village, he started to build a post around it. The reason was that there were so many people, there were so many inefficient things to just sleep on the ground. In other words, all of these works were their desperate efforts to reduce the number of insomnia.

In the meantime, many clans have changed. Su Lin and his brother ended up on the front page.

If anything else had changed, it was Lindsey and the sail. They were too close to each other these days. To some extent, they are not even an hour away from each other. Lindsey was by my side when I was fighting the sailors, and she was by my side when I whispered with Lindsey.

In other words, when they are out, they appear with each other.

Anyway, except for that, the biggest problem was Iran. Her complexion darkens with time, and she sighs more and more. Now we only have about three months left to go. Por and Lesche soothe her, but there is no chance of her getting better.

Is there really no such thing as a nine-tier general on the sixth floor? The usual routine of hunting every day continued. Until Khan brought in the missing persons files.

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