After finishing lunch, the two of them strolled through the Bureau of Order.
"Regarding the information about the target, I think the information Lebius gave you should be clear enough," Jeffrey said. "My suggestion is to go back and rest for a while, then set off under the night. It's better to
Better.”
Jeffrey narrowed his eyes as he spoke, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued.
"And...if my prediction is correct, the equipment I applied for you should have been delivered to your home."
"Equipment? What equipment?"
Bologe's eyes lit up when he heard the "equipment". Ever since he first learned about the alchemy weapons, Bologe has become very interested in these extraordinary weapons. If he had an alchemy weapon during the assessment at that time,
Maybe he can chop the Blade Wolf into pieces without even having to die once.
"Some of the standard equipment for field staff. After all, you are now a regular employee. You can no longer be used to chop around with a folding knife... Why do you like cold weapons so much? Are firearms more efficient than those things?
few."
As he spoke, Jeffrey lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing the pistol inserted into the belt around his waist. It looked simple, but Bologger instinctively felt that this was not an ordinary firearm.
"Maybe it's a psychological shadow?" Boluogo said uncertainly, "You also know that before I was imprisoned, I was a soldier. After staying in a place with heavy artillery fire for a long time, I will inevitably get tired of this thing."
"Really?" Jeffrey captured something keenly.
Boluogo hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"False, it's just a real reason. You might not believe it if you tell me."
"Huh?" Jeffrey asked curiously, "Tell me about it."
"Do you still remember what I applied to you for when you were first released from prison?" Boluogo did not explain, objecting to Jeffrey's question.
Jeffrey shook his head simply, he couldn't remember clearly.
"It's the glasses," Bologo said, "It's an injury left over from when I was in the army. A cannonball exploded next to me, which made my brain buzz. When I woke up, I was a little short-sighted.
If it's too far away, my vision starts to blur, and my marksmanship is still terrible."
"Unfortunately, I didn't receive the 'gift' until a long time after that. I don't know why, but the 'gift' didn't heal these... maybe it wasn't an injury."
"I wore glasses for a while at first, but after all, I was fighting demons, and one of them would be damaged almost every time I fought. Later, I simply stopped wearing them, and I stopped using the gun that much."
"Is myopia serious?" Jeffrey asked.
"It's not serious. In fact, if you want to see clearly, you can do it. It just takes some time and concentration."
As he spoke, Boluogo frowned, squinted his eyes, and exerted force on his facial muscles, as if he had entered another state. But when Jeffrey looked at Boluogo's expression at the moment, his cheeks bulged slightly, like
It's like I can't help but laugh.
"Laugh, laugh, I knew it would be like this."
Boluogo remained in a "concentrated" state and said helplessly.
His expression at the moment was very interesting, with his frowning brows and squinted eyes, he had a stinking face, and his facial features were twisted together, resembling the word "囧".
"Is that so?" Jeffrey laughed so hard that he was breathless.
"Yes, and I realized that compared to concentrating on firing, this time is enough for me to rush over and chop the opponent into pieces."
Boluogo's expression twitched slightly, which was the reason why he didn't want to show this side to others. He was no longer a cold-blooded warrior, but turned into a bad-faced killer who was eager to get off work.
"Ha ha!"
Jeffrey kept laughing and sighing.
"Oh my God, Boluogo, I didn't expect that you still have such a side...Have you ever considered performing comedy?"
To be honest, Boluogo's contrast really made Jeffrey laugh. He wiped away the tears from laughter and recalled the scene from the beginning.
"Wow, so in the beginning, you had a cold face every day, was it just that you couldn't see clearly?"
When he met Boluogo in his memory, Boluogo was far more indifferent than he was now. Even if he looked at him, he could not see his figure at all in his blue eyes. It was as if Jeffrey was not there from the beginning.
Walking into the eyes of Boluogo, and Boluogo has never looked at himself squarely.
Borogo treated everyone with equal contempt.
It felt great, like a nightmare out of an urban legend, cold, depressing, and absolutely confident in his own strength... But in fact, he was just a little short-sighted and too lazy to see clearly what other people looked like.
"Oh my God, help me."
Jeffrey was laughing so hard that the staff on the side looked at him sideways.
Boluogo did not respond, and he also felt a rare sense of embarrassment about this matter.
No one could have imagined that Lazarus, who had been resurrected from the dead, had such a side, which was slightly comic but less vague, resembling a living person of flesh and blood rather than a flawless monster.
"Huh, let's get down to business. After your 'Rupert's Tail' is officially put into operation, Lebius should allocate more sophisticated equipment to you. You can look forward to it for a while." Jeff
Li said.
"It's enough to look forward to now. If you are willing, I hope you can use the 'Key to the Winding Path' to send me home directly." Bologo said.
"That's not possible. I still have work to do. Just go back by yourself and familiarize yourself with the route."
Listening to his words, and thinking about the long journey back, Boluogo felt a silent sense of exhaustion.
Oath City Opos is extremely large. It is said that it is currently the most magnificent city among the countries, and the city is still undergoing rapid expansion. The new city area is like an arched wall and is constantly being planned on the drawings.
With.
The transportation is convenient, but whether it is the cable car across the gap, the subway running underground, or the tram speeding on the track, no matter how convenient the transportation is, in this complex and huge urban area, the distance becomes far away.
Bologo made up his mind that he must get a "Key to the Winding Path" in the future to avoid this damn commute to work as much as possible.
"This is your first mission, so be careful. The other party might have the presence of a Sublime One," Jeffrey was still a little worried. "You know, if you are incapacitated and thrown into the depths of the great rift,
I can't think of any way to save you from the ditch."
"Sounds good. Maybe I can personally detect whether the Great Rift has an end."
Boluogo looked unstressed, and then Jeffrey showed his extremely stressful eyes, staring at Boluogo. He could only wave his hands and said.
"I'm just kidding, I will be careful and observe the situation first before taking action."
Boluogo really listened to Jeffrey's advice, which made Jeffrey very pleased.
"I will also become a Sublime One, right?"
Boluoge asked, it's hard not to be moved by such a powerful force.
"Yes, I expect that I have already started preparing for your implantation ceremony. Maybe after your mission is over, you can start to be promoted to a Sublime Master. Don't be impatient. There are a lot of preliminary preparations to become a Sublime Master."
Jeffrey recalled the procedures of the Bureau of Order and speculated on the time points.
"However... letting you become a Sublime One is indeed a very stressful decision."
"Why do you say that?" Bologg asked.
"Because you are a debtor, your 'gift' is independent of the 'secret energy' and the power of your alchemical weapons. In such a guessing game, the enemy can guess your 'secret energy' and the power of your alchemical weapons."
Power, but he can't guess your 'gift' anyway, right? Not to mention that your 'gift' is so powerful.
immortal.
Boluogo, we are all looking forward to you. Immortality is a very powerful force. Although you may be rendered powerless, multiple resurrections will give you more opportunities than others... Try
Wrong opportunity.”
Trial and error, the battle between the condensers always requires trial and error, but once you lose control, trial and error will lead to death, but Boluogo will not, death is just a restart for him, and
Knowing the enemy's "secret power", he will become the deadliest blade.
"Another chance to start over." Boluogo said softly.
"You need to use your 'gift' instead of falling into crazy hacking. For example, you can fake death and give the enemy a fatal blow when he relaxes his guard." Jeffrey suggested.
"Sounds...not bad?"
Boluogo fantasized about that scene. The dead body suddenly bounced up and a sword was thrust out to seal the throat. Thinking about it, it was really insidious and cunning.
"But you must also remember to try your best not to let the enemy realize your immortality. Even if the enemy does realize it, you have to guarantee one thing..."
Jeffrey did not continue speaking, waiting for Boluogo's answer.
"Kill him, and all enemies who know that I am immortal will die." Boluo Ge said wisely.
"Right, that is it."
Jeffrey patted Boluogo on the shoulder vigorously and burst into laughter.
"I'm already looking forward to you being the Rookie of the Year!"
"The Bureau of Order still has this kind of evaluation mechanism?" Bologo was stunned by this damn title.
"Of course! We have an internal incentive policy. Otherwise, do you think this life-threatening industry can really be sustained by just passion and ideas?"
Jeffrey looked like a veteran, and then whispered.
"Don't think I'm joking. If you can really win the award, you can apply for some rewards."
"for example?"
"For example, alchemy weapons," Jeffrey said, "alchemy weapons are far more powerful than the standard equipment of field staff."
As he spoke, he took out the gun from his waist. It was a revolver. As Bologna had observed before, the gun body was extremely simple, and the metal surface still had scratches from the years. Bologna
Ge couldn't recognize its specific model, but he could see a special mark on the handle of the gun.
Boluogo carefully observed the mark. Judging from the logos of the Order Bureau and the Special Operations Group, these special signs often represented something in the Order Bureau.
It was a fruit, and a poisonous snake was wrapped around the outside of the fruit, trying to eat the flesh.
"It is the 'Scientific Research and Equipment Department' of the Bureau of Order, code-named 'Sublimation Furnace Core'. The 'Alchemy Matrix' and alchemy weapons currently used by the Bureau of Order were basically developed by them, and they are responsible for our scientific research and equipment.
production, and facility maintenance.”
Jeffrey explained to Boluogo in time.
"This gun is what I applied for after completing an important mission."
"What is its effect?" Bologg asked curiously.
"It's a secret." Jeffrey put his finger in front of his mouth and hissed.
"This kind of customized alchemy weapons are often extremely expensive. Even the Bureau of Order cannot afford this luxury. So if you don't want to spend your only salary to pay for these things, then you'd better work hard in exchange for this
opportunity." Jeffrey said.
"Secret...secret..."
Boluogo obviously didn't listen to Jeffrey's words, but cared about the capability of the gun, and then he asked.
"Jeffrey, do people like us have to keep our information top-secret?"
"No, you will have a partner in the future. The only one who can be completely honest about your abilities is your partner. After all, he will be the one who will live and die with you." Jeffrey said.
"So, Jeffrey, your abilities are not top secret. Your partner knows all about it, right?"
"Well, what's wrong?" Jeffrey nodded.
"Then...then you have been transferred to logistics, where is your partner?" According to Boluogo's understanding, Jeffrey and his partner should be inseparable, but since they met, Jeffrey has been alone.
Jeffrey was silent for a few seconds, his eyes dimmed, but he still spoke in a relaxed tone.
"It is precisely because I have no partners to keep me company that I transferred back to the logistics department."
Boluogo's steps paused, he understood, and his tone was a little panicked, "I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry for, it's just like this in this business," said Jeffrey. "That's why I understand your desire to avenge Adele, right? Because I have also avenged my friends."
Unknowingly, the two of them had arrived at the gate of the Order Bureau, and walking outside was the Linna District that Jeffrey mentioned. After passing this gate, they arrived at the noisy world.
"It's a pity that I failed," Jeffrey sighed. Recalling such things inevitably makes people feel heavy. "Maybe it's because I think of my own failures that I hope you can break him into pieces."
Thousands of corpses."
Boluogo looked at Jeffrey, his eyes a little absent-minded. He had never understood Jeffrey's kindness to him before, as if he was really a good old man, but now he understood it more or less.
