Endless Debt

Three days have passed since meeting Evan. Bologg came to the underground of the Border Sanatorium. There is a subway station here. The rails are connected to the huge spider web of Opos. From here, you can go directly to the deep walls of the Bureau of Order. court.

Boluogo was still dressed in gray and black clothes, standing alone on the subway platform. Except for the necessary terrifying soul appearance and snake scale liquid, he didn't bring anything else.

After three days of rest, Bologo, as an immortal, quickly returned to his best condition. After getting the doctor's consent, Bologo was ready to return to the Bureau of Order as soon as possible.

In fact, Burlogo wanted to take Palmer with him, but Palmer resisted fiercely.

"You should be fine now, right? The plaster will be removed in a few days. You can use crutches for your leg injury. Why don't you go back with me?"

Burlogo said this to Palmer this morning.

Palmer might not have woken up. He froze for a few seconds and looked at Boluogo, recalling the rotten flesh he looked like when he was carried in, and then looked at his current complete posture.

Sharp eyes that make people dare not look directly, a resolute face, a strong body, and a fist that can smash several demons in one go...

"Are you crazy?"

Palmer yelled.

The undead can get up and continue fighting after taking a breath, but he is just an ordinary person. Even if he is lightly touched, he needs to stay in the hospital for ten days and a half!

"It's okay. I want you to be able to deal with your wounds and so on within the Bureau of Order, right?"

As he said this, several silver snakes crawled out from Boluogo's clothes and stretched out directly towards Palmer like tentacles, preparing to kidnap him away.

"Stop! Physical injuries are one thing, I also have mental scars!"

Palmer wailed and burst into tears.

"I'm just an ordinary condenser. This ghost operation is part of the Orang Fu Sect and part of the King's Shield Guard. Those who hold power are as if they don't need money. They are all over the place, but what about me?

I'm just a first-stage condenser, and an unlucky guy. Do you know how much of a psychological shadow this has had on me?

I applied for psychological counseling. At least let me complete the psychological counseling and then go back to work! "

Palmer was moved with emotion and reason. He knew very well that in his current state, once Bologo was determined to take him back to work, he would not be able to resist this guy at all.

Burlogo stretched out his hand towards Palmer. Just when Palmer was about to call the nurse for help, Burlogo just patted Palmer on the shoulder, with a soft tone that was unlike Burlogo himself.

"Then take good care of yourself."

After giving instructions to Palmer, the silver-white snakes retracted under their clothes, and Boluogo left on his own, leaving Palmer alone and dumbfounded.

On the empty platform, Bologg was waiting for the subway to enter. If he had been in the past, he would have taken Palmer away unceremoniously. He understood Palmer's little thoughts very well. He just wanted to take a vacation. .

But after returning from the abandoned land, Boluogo's mentality changed slightly, where he almost experienced life and death.

Palmer almost died, and Amy almost died.

Although he is an immortal, but the people around him are not, Boluogo does not have any solitary thoughts, such as in order to protect others, he will act alone in the future.

What Bologo was thinking was, if he had been a believer or even a person in power at that time, the situation would have been completely different.

This is also the reason why Boluogo is so eager to return to the Bureau of Order. TEDA disappeared into the outside world with the Immortal Heart, and this matter is not over yet.

At least for Bologo, it's not over yet.

Boluogo needs stronger strength to deal with all this. He may not have time to be promoted to a believer, but at least he must resolve the three trials and do his best to shorten the gap between them.

Bursts of roaring sounds came, and bright lights emerged from the end of the tunnel. The car tore through the layers of darkness and stopped calmly in front of Boluogo, and the rear door suddenly opened.

…

Opening the door, Boluogo walked directly into the office. He felt that he had been away for a while, but when he came back, the office was still the same as before.

Lebius was sitting behind his desk, with piles of documents placed in front of him. The slight difference was that this time Uriel and Jeffrey were not here, and Lebius was the only one in the office. I don't know what they were busy with.

Lebius raised his head and glanced at Boluogo, and then said, "You did a good job."

"What?"

Boluogo was confused by this sudden sentence. Then Boluogo remembered something. His team leader was also a complete weirdo.

"You did a great job in the raid and in returning from the abandoned land." Lebius said without raising his head as he looked at the documents on the table.

"oh……"

Bologg sat opposite Lebius. Without any hesitation, Bologg said directly, "I want to apply for the third trial."

"The trial of salt?"

Lebius still did not raise his head, as if Bologo's requests were all what he expected.

"No, I mean the three trials together."

The sound of rustling writing stopped, and Lebius raised his head and looked at Boluogo with some doubts.

He had heard many strange requests, but this was the first time Lebius heard this request.

Boluogo said with firm eyes, "I have done tests before, and my soul has been stabilized. Moreover, I am an immortal. Even if I fail, the three trials cannot kill me. At most, I can sleep for a while."

"So...three trials? Do them together?"

Lebius frowned. He thought Boluogo was joking, but looking at his serious look, it didn't look like he was joking.

"Salt, sulfur, mercury, I think I can."

What supported Boluogo at this moment was not a confident mentality, but a pursuit of power. He longed for more powerful power.

"You are a little impatient, Boluogo." Lebius replied calmly.

"Teda is a delusional person. He carries an immortal heart and stubbornly wants to resurrect his daughter... Who knows what he will do next." Boluogo said.

"Are you worried about...Amu?"

Lebius recalled the name and said to the point.

Boluogo fell silent, and then slumped on the chair like a deflated ball, his voice a little heavy.

"Compared with that strange Alice, I hope that Aimu can survive. Her secret power is very interesting, and she is also talented in alchemy. She will be a very good member of the team."

Burlogo was surprisingly candid and spoke out all his thoughts.

"Are you recommending team members to me?" Lebius said.

"Just think of it as a recommended team member... if there is a chance."

Boluogo understood that the power of selection was in the hands of Lebius. Judging from the selection method of the special operations team, Amu's various indicators were too far behind.

First of all, Aimu needs to be an individual, and secondly, Aimu needs to be a debtor.

At this moment, Boluogo fully realized again how weird the action group he was in was.

Lebius put down the pen in his hand and raised his head to look at Borogo. Borogo felt that Lebius was smiling, or maybe not. His team leader was a real facial paralysis, and it was too torture to speculate on his thoughts. Now that he's gone, Boluogo just doesn't think about it anymore.

"Huh? Recommendations from experts are really something that people have to care about," Lebius asked again, "Apart from these, what other reasons do you have? Bolog, there are not many things that can make you care so much. "

Bologg was stopped by Lebius. Thinking back carefully, he really didn't care about many things. Apart from the mystery about himself, the only one who could make Bologg motivated was Adele, but she had been there for a long time. Left before too.

My partner? Palmer Clarks?

Burlogo felt that he didn't care much about Palmer. To be precise, he didn't care much about his partner unless his life was in danger.

So……

"She's my friend," Bologna replied, "and I don't have many friends."

"But she can actually be regarded as an asset of TEDA...an asset of the Bureau of Order," Lebius said deliberately. "You can't decide her fate."

"But she's my friend."

"From the perspective of the sublimation furnace core, her position is just an alchemy weapon with a mind."

"Then apply to send her to us. We will never lack weapons, right? And didn't we just make a great contribution? Although we failed to protect the Immortal Heart, we at least killed a scarlet bishop."

Boluogo stared at Lebius closely. He rarely looked at Lebius so seriously and seriously. Normally, he still respected his team leader very much.

Lebius raised his eyebrows and did not discuss this matter with Bologo.

"Don't worry, she is sublimating the furnace core, and Bailie is in charge. You can go and see her later."

Lebius opened his seemingly bottomless drawer, took out a document with four chains and swords printed on it, and threw it directly towards Boluogo.

"Compared with these, you might as well take a look at this first and have an accurate understanding of yourself. Before helping your friends, you might as well figure out who you are."

When Boluogo saw the grade mark on the document, he realized that there was some confidential information hidden in the document.

"Information about the Abandoned Land?"

"No, the Abandoned Land is temporarily out of reach for you. This is for your own good. As for what's here..." Lebius said, "This is information related to yourself."

"What?"

Do you need others to tell you what information you want to know about yourself?

"Aren't you always curious about your resurrection from the dead?"

Lebius' words made Boluogo feel nervous, and he pointed at the document in Boluogo's hand.

"Why don't you open it yourself and take a look?"