endless debt

Chapter 809 Hiking
When Boluogo walked out of the stairwell, Saizong did not leave with him, but stayed alone in the armory, where not only human weapons and the history of war were collected, but also witnessed the long life of Saizong , Fingertips brushing against the cold metal, like flipping through dry and rough diary pages.

Burrog didn't stay in the Undead Club for too long, he went out directly, the fresh morning breeze took away the stale musty smell in the armory, and the warm sunshine warmed Burrog's heart.

"I can tell you the secrets of the devils, only those I know," Saizon's voice echoed in his ears, "I can also help you fight against other devils and even usher in the real world without disturbing his peace. the end of."

"Why do you do so much for him, just as the chosen one?"

Bologo didn't immediately respond to Saizon's words, but asked him instead. His loyalty was too suspicious. Even as the chosen one, Bologo didn't have much affection for Leviathan. This is the devil.

Sai Zong has absolute loyalty to the Pupil of Eternal Wrath, as if the will of the Pupil of Eternal Wrath is his will, and his wish is Sai Zong's wish. Besides, Sai Zong doesn't care about anything.

Regarding this question, Sai Zong did not answer, but just said to himself, "With the accumulation of killing and fury, the holders of the Origin Sin Armament will attract each other, just like the umbilical cord.

Like a crazy duel, the original sin weapon will drive the holder to collect other original sin weapons until he wins everyone and becomes the only winner, the champion of blood. "

Sezon prophesied of the enemies Burrog would face, a smile appeared on his scarred and wrinkled face, and then darkness fell.

By the time Burrogo's vision was restored, he had been called out of the armory, and the end of the corridor that was so close was also out of reach.

Now Bologo walked through the increasingly noisy street, sat down casually on a bench, and looked through the traffic to the blank space.

After a long time, Bologo let out a long sigh.

"So tired so early in the morning?" Burrog muttered to himself.

The crime of wrath, the pupil of eternal wrath, the duel between the holders of the original sin weapon... The problem of the night clan has not been resolved, and a new round of problems has emerged.

Bologo has a premonition that as the hidden forces wake up one by one, more and more disputes will fill the world until everything is smashed to pieces.

He stopped resting and staying, got up and strode towards the Order Bureau.

……

"As you can see, the Field Service Department is currently extremely understaffed. Even if it expands, it will be difficult to replenish it for a while."

Jeffrey first said some good words to appease Burlogo's mood, "So a lot of work has been assigned to the special operations team, and your vacation needs to be delayed for a while."

"It's nothing, I'm undead, I have plenty of time to rest."

Burlogo had no problem with the increased work, he enjoyed working, just like his former team leader, Lebius.

"So what work did the decision-making room send?" Burlogo asked.

"Some small jobs," Jeffrey raised his eyebrows. "The decision-making room is quite humane. I know you just cut off jobs for a month. This job is very casual, and you are familiar with it."

"Tell me about it."

"Inspecting the Great Rift."

Jeffrey added, "Xilin's control destroyed the wandering fork road and distorted the terrain. The already fragile geological structure collapsed further. Now there are many cracks across the land, even extending to the city of oath. Beyond Opals."

"Every huge chasm extending outward is a road, a road to the abandoned land, isn't it?" Borrog asked.

"That's right, without the lingering mist that wanders the fork, we have a headache on how to hide the Abandoned Land. As for the things in the Abandoned Land..."

Mentioning these, Jeffrey felt a headache, "The decision-making room is trying to find a way."

"okay, I get it."

Burrog stretched, then asked, "Shall I go by myself?"

"Look at you, there are not many people in the special operations team anyway, and it is difficult for us to recruit people."

Mentioning this part, Jeffrey remembered the new instructions issued by the decision-making room today, "By the way, in order to deal with the gradually worsening situation, the decision-making room is preparing to fully expand the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Sounds like military expansion."

Jeffrey smiled, and then his expression became serious, "The decision-making room is ready to rebuild the second group, the second group, the blade of order."

Burrog's expression froze slightly, and he turned his gaze to another person in the office. Since Burrog came in, he has been busy, just like usual.

Without looking up, Lebius said, "It's nice to see the second group reprogrammed into action."

Burrog blinked and turned his gaze back. He thought Lebius would be very excited when he heard the news, but he looked very calm. It seemed that the death of the red dog had completely untied his knot in his heart.

This is a good thing.

"Okay, I see," Burrog continued. "When does work start?"

……

Aimiao put aside the account book that was about to be piled up, moved the chair back, put his feet on the desk, tilted his head back, and let out a deep and tired sigh after a few seconds.

"what……"

It's a hell of a job to have a researcher do these things.

After a long time, Amyu had to wonder whether this was Bailey's conspiracy. She trained her research ability and administrative ability little by little, until one day, she was mature enough, and then put the work that should belong to Bailey, Push it all to yourself.

It sounds like Bai Li, a cheap senior sister, can do something.

Amyu's sigh gradually lengthened, as if she was about to exhale all the breath in her lungs. Her voice gradually weakened, but it still maintained a continuous lingering sound. She didn't stop until she had no breath at all. .

This behavior is extremely childish.

"Is this considered child labor?"

Amy couldn't help thinking of what Burlogo had said in his mind, child labor?It's a bit weird no matter how you think about it, but there's nothing you can do about it. It's really hard to look at your own existence with common sense.

A great artificial life, an essential steel body... Sometimes, Aimu can't figure out his own position.

No matter how much you complain, the work will not be reduced by one iota. Amy sat up straight and was about to continue her work. Only then did she notice that a tall figure was standing in front of the desk.

"Good morning, Amy."

As if he had returned to his own home, Burrog pulled a chair and sat down facing Amy.

Aimiao's expression was completely dull, and after a long time, she asked, "When did you come?"

"just."

"You...you...why didn't you knock on the door?"

Recalling his actions just now, Aimiao felt a broken image and was inexplicably ashamed.

"Your door is not closed," Burrog glanced at the door, and then asked Amyu, "What were you doing just now? Training lung capacity?"

Burlog didn't care about Amy's image at all.

"Yeah." Amy nodded stiffly.

"Why are you here?" Amy asked.

It's strange that the two of them have clearly established a relationship, but just like Amyu thought before, there is always a sense of strangeness when getting along.

Amy thought for a long time, and she felt that this should be related to the experiences of the two of them. Neither Amy nor Burlog could be considered ordinary people.

Aimu was born from the power of fantasy to come true, a creation of fantasy. According to the calculation of human lifespan, Aimu is still a minor, and Borrog is a bit too mature.

In Burrog's twisted life, he did experience a period of ordinary life, but it was followed by crazy wars and circular deaths, until now.

Both of them seem to be normal people, but their mentality is very different from that of ordinary people. One is considered a minor, and the other should be buried in the ground. This also makes them like novel species, and it is difficult for ordinary people to follow the template above them.

"Nothing, just to see you," said Burlogo.

"No way?"

Amyu narrowed his eyes and commented on Burlogo, "You are a purpose-oriented person. You don't have any purpose. You won't do unnecessary things."

"You're one of the purpose-oriented ones," Burlogo said.

Amy frowned. Sometimes Burlogo's words really touched Amy's heart, and sometimes it made people feel weird, like a middle-aged uncle.Burrog should be considered a super old man.

In contrast, Aimu felt that his artificial life was full of sensibility, while Bologo, a flesh and blood body, was as cold as a machine... This may have something to do with Burogo's ability to express.

Burrog said helplessly, "Well, there are actually other things."

"I knew it!"

Aimiao was complacent in guessing the purpose, "So what is it?"

"Here's a new job. It's patrolling the big fissures, exploring those extended fissures," Borrog said. "This job is very simple, even very casual. I want to invite you together, just as... a hiking trip ?”

"Ok?"

Amyu didn't expect this, and then Burlogo continued, "Mainly, I see that you have been very tired recently, maybe you want to go out for a walk?"

Burrog said and observed Amy's expression, "Is it okay?"

"of course can!"

Amy seldom refuses Burlogo, and suddenly, she showed a sly smile again, "What about Palmer? You two are inseparable, won't he be sad?"

She liked to play tricks on Bologo like this, just as Bellogo liked to see her flustered and shy, so Amy liked it when Bologo was in this situation.

There was an uncontrollable smile on Burrog's face, and he whispered, "Palmer?"

Think of Palmer's experience in the past few days.

"He's in big trouble now, and he doesn't have time to hike with me."

(End of this chapter)