[Hunter] Spider No. 8

The warm winter sun pierced through the thick clouds, reached the earth with difficulty, and dried the last drop of water remaining on the half-open glass of the window sill.

The news that the Phantom Brigade successfully retreated from the Dark Land unscathed has spread throughout Meteor Street, shocking the Thirteenth District.

The council also took the opportunity to use the brigade's disturbance in Zone Zero as an excuse to start making things difficult and ready to move.

The crisis is undercurrent.

And Angus, who was sleeping, still didn't know what happened outside. He lay flat on his bed with a calm face and closed eyelashes.Suddenly, the lips that were dry and cracked due to lack of water began to move uneasily, and the eyeballs under the skin were also constantly spinning.

Is it a nightmare?

The knight who was sitting on the edge of the bed put down the phone in his hand.He spoke with a steady voice, trying to hypnotize Angus, who was tense but helpless at the moment: "Angus, it's okay, sleep at ease..."

"Keep sleeping..."

So Angus slowly relaxed his body and immersed himself in his dreamland.His forehead and neck were constantly sweating, but his body temperature was very cold.

The knight carefully wiped off the large drops of sweat on Angus' forehead with his hands, and what he came into contact with was abnormally cold. "This is not normal." He turned his head worriedly: "This is the third day he has been in a coma."

"Mind power is useless to him." Maggie, who was leaning against the door, sighed wearily: "There is no trauma on her body, and I can't find the source of the coma."

"The leader said that he has already gone to the therapist." Kubi, who had just gone upstairs, stood outside the door and said in a low voice, "Trust the leader."

"Trust Angus too."

The chivalrous man nodded understandingly, and he stood up: "Kubi, I'll leave the rest to you."

Both he and Maggie left Angus' room and went downstairs.In the entire empty base, including the upper and lower floors, there were only the three of them and a patient staying at the base.

"Tell me, could it be the fault of Zone Zero?" As soon as he got downstairs, the knight fell in a large font on the soft seat he had snatched a few days ago, and put his hands on the table he snatched together.

After looking after Angus all night, he was indeed a little tired.

"If Zone Zero is an enemy, we won't be able to come back from the very beginning." Maggie's cold voice revealed distress: "But according to the leader, Angus did fall asleep after leaving Zone Zero."

The knight said hesitantly: "Maybe we all guessed the wrong direction."

"Perhaps from the very beginning, Zone Zero was aimed at Angus himself, and had nothing to do with the brigade."

Maggie thought for a while: "No matter what, at this critical moment, he must wake up."

"After all, we can't stay here all the time."

The knight nodded, and then stared at the thing called the computer on the table thoughtfully. The freshness of the new exposure had not yet disappeared, so he decided to act: "I'll check the information."

Maggie felt that she was a little hungry, and she walked into the kitchen regardless of the chivalrous man who was typing on the keyboard with great interest.

After escaping from Zone Zero, Kuroro took a short rest and led most of the team members out for "negotiations". It has been two days and two nights.

Results are expected by the end of this year.

Whether to die on Meteor Street, or to reach the outside world alive.

Maggie turned her head, took out a box of milk that Parker specially reserved for Angus, sucked it all up in one breath, and threw it out the window accurately.

You must, wake up before this.

I don't want to lose number eight, a cool summer weapon.

At the same time, Kuroro and the others are rapidly moving towards the center of the Seventh District.From time to time, their figures projected on the ground are treacherous, and there is an aggressive and vague tension in the air from time to time.

"I really didn't expect the leader to agree to hand over the ability to that trash in the third district." Fei Tan, who was in charge of guarding at the end, said suddenly.

"No way, this is the best way to convince the third district." As a partner, Finks rarely used his brain: "Although the first few districts are located in the outer periphery, they cannot compare with the latter districts in terms of force or manpower. But after all, the council is made up of the heads of the thirteen districts, so if you can win over one, it counts as one."

"Why do you need permission from the council to get out of Meteor Street?" Fei Tan narrowed his slender eyes, bursting with murderous intent: "We can go out on our own."

"Perhaps the head of the group doesn't want to conflict with the council, at least now is not a good time." Nobunaga also lazily joined the discussion: "After all, the thirteen-legged spider is not yet mature."

"There are so many people who want to join the group, you can just pick two."

"Come on! It's impossible for the regiment leader to find new regiment members under the current circumstances." Nobunaga scratched his head, seeing that he was separated from the large army in front, he hurriedly followed up.

"In my opinion, the next new members will only appear in the outside world."

In the high-pitched wind, Nobunaga meaningfully ended the brief conversation among the group members.

The author has something to say: I got sick and was very upset, so Angus got sick again (no)

It's really hard to write about intrigue and camp wrestling, I'd better switch back to the emotional drama that I'm better at

There will be surprises in the next chapter (if I can write it out) =3=