After Pekinz finished speaking, he paused for some time, and then said something like an opening ceremony: "Then, let's enjoy this last quiet time."
Hilary felt quite helpless about this: "Fortunately, I am the only one here and no one else is here." As she spoke, she had already gone to the tree hole, opened the cork of the small glass bottle, and poured the fluorescent blood into it.
Blood is like liquid metal, with a weight that is incompatible with its properties. It fell into the liquefied perfectly evolved material in the tree hole with a "bang" and sank directly. However, in the blink of an eye, it seemed that the blood was multiplying instantly, and it was as if it was weak.
The fire regained sufficient fuel, and the weak green fluorescence quickly recovered and became stronger and stronger. When it finally reached the intensity of a lamp, all the liquefied perfectly evolved substances in the tree hole had turned into blood.
At the same time, the erosion and corrosiveness of the blood were also inherited. A large luminous light green pattern centered on the tree hole and began to spread towards the trunk of the entire ancient tree. In the blink of an eye, it reached nearly two meters away. But there was nothing visible.
The appearance and movement may simply not be felt by Hillary. These eroded lines quickly retracted and were eventually limited to the tree hole.
Seeing this change that only took a few seconds, Perkins sat down and changed into the posture he had maintained for thousands of years: "Cassia may be able to use this as his evolutionary direction in the future. However, it is better to wait now." Wait until he
Closing his eyes, the body belonging to Milius moved, then stood up again, and the breath of life returned to that body.
"It won't be a quick process. While I'm waiting for Cassia to come over, I can answer some questions for you." Pekinz, who returned to Milius's body, took over the conversation, giving the words a surround sound effect. He asked
He walked a few steps forward, jumped onto the container, and lay down, "You should have a lot of questions."
"I'll ask you later. After all, it's still a long time." Hilary was not in a hurry at all. When she turned to look at Perkinz behind her, her eyes glanced at Miss Yggdrasil's doll, two pairs of translucent ones.
, the wings with mysterious lines are indeed folded on the back. However, the mysterious lines no longer have any substantive significance in the world at this moment, and can only be used as archaeological research and verification, and as a decoration that represents beauty.
She also went to sit on the container and let out a breath. Finally she lay down and closed her eyes: "You should be able to sleep peacefully here, right? I haven't experienced deep sleep for a long, long, long time.
I have almost forgotten that feeling. This seems to be a ridiculous thing. The physical strength of the surgeons is far stronger than that of ordinary people, but many times they cannot do even simple things like sleeping well.
arrive."
"It's just a price of equal exchange. However, unless Monikoloa comes here, it can be regarded as one of the safest places in the known world. You can sleep peacefully."
"This is what makes people feel happy." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and the last word seemed to use up all Hillary's strength. When Perkins looked over, she could only breathe steadily.
He also closed his eyes, but Perkins couldn't sleep. His active spirit did not allow him to do this, and it also made it impossible for him to do so. He knew that at the moment, there was only one way for him to enjoy peace, and that was to completely
Death underground.
Not long after, Perkinz opened his eyes and sighed. He turned to look at Hilary. His breathing was still steady, and the peace on his face was something he had never seen in a while. There was a slight feeling of envy, but it stopped at that.
That’s it.
He stood up and stared at the green fluorescent tree hole. He didn't know how long it had been, there seemed to be no concept of time here, but Hilary, who was sleeping soundly, still didn't wake up. Maybe it was a few hours, when a sound representing the beating of the heart came from
There was a sound coming from the tree hole, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Created by the World Tree, can this make Cassia's connection with the root network comparable to that of the Third General?" It was destined to be a question without an answer, and Perkinz had no desire to think about it. He lay down in the container again.
On the bed, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. But in his eyes, only darkness was reflected, and there was no shadow in the starry sky.
,,,,,,
"Miss Sisia, you look very nervous." From the passenger seat, Monica looked at Sisia who couldn't help but sit upright in the back seat of the limo and said, "Tonight is just an inspection, you still have nearly a day.
Adjust your state and mood.”
The answer was a long and deep breath, but this did not relieve the pressure on Xixia's body: "Like the important exams in the past when I was a student, I cannot suppress it very well. But I will be prepared, and you can continue to explain.
I always listened carefully."
Monica could only nod, continue to compare the map, and explain to Sisia, herself and Korkva the layout of the surrounding streets and which points have been controlled by Lowell, the boss of the trafficking network. Point locations
The layout and changing rules that have been proven so far are also included in the description.
After walking through one street completely, the limousine turned into another street, and Monica's explanation was like a cycle, starting from the beginning again, but the content completely changed.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, the limousines on the road and the lights in the city gradually began to decrease. The three of them returned to the hotel where they were staying, and continued to finalize the details and be fully prepared for the actual action tomorrow. After that, Xixia still followed a fixed process
Exercise, seize every moment to improve, and hope to achieve satisfactory test results.
At roughly the same time, Number Zero, who had been reading in the room all day, left and went to the street, breathing fresh air, leisurely swimming in the shadows outside the lights everywhere, and looking for the target provided by Cassia.
The location is close.
Today is the third time he went out to observe, because after he agreed to help, he attracted his attention. He asked other people to help him collect information, but he always felt uneasy. This was the first time that someone took the initiative to seek help from him.
It seemed to have an unusual special meaning, which made him very interested in it.
When he stood at the corner of the street in the target area, the perception he radiated was the same as the previous two times, quickly and accurately marking the surgeons inside the building one by one. To him, there was no change in the surroundings because there was no threat.
, and these people do not need him to deal with them.
After walking a few hundred meters, he stopped and looked at the night sky with a few stars. Not far away, in a building a few hundred meters away, were all the targets he had identified.
"Should we clean them out right now?"
"It doesn't seem to work. What you promised should be done according to the situation when you promised. This will help." While talking to himself, No. 0 refuted himself, shook his head, turned around and returned the same way, "The time is
Tomorrow night, let’s go back early to review whether there is anything I missed.”