Chapter 187: Deep Sorrow (55): Next Arrangements (Part 2)
"Oh? Duck, the tone of your words is not quite right." Wofya curled her lips, looked up at Duck, and said in a semi-ridiculous tone:
"It doesn't feel like you are questioning me or doubting me, but rather like...admiration, admiration...admiration?"
"It's not nothing." Duck said softly:
"But the love of admiration, I would rather express it as the great love respected by the [gods of love], which is beyond ordinary love, but a kind of fraternity that can be above all things, and can even bow to the living beings. I
I heard that the sequence group 'Love', like [Order], is a very rare product.
"I once read a piece of information about the 'Echoers', which described it like this: The woman who performed the ceremony for the 'Echoers' was not only a lost person, but also a [goddess of love]. But she did not consistently describe it
Fraternity was spread out, but the last one was kidnapped by the devil and died miserably."
"What... do you want to express? Dark." Wulfya asked.
"What I want to say is that I do have emotions related to the prologue's love' for you, Wulfya. Of course, I still clearly remember that when I first broke away from the identity of the 'alien monster', I befriended you.
The first friend, perhaps, is also the only friend worthy of life and death." Duck said:
"You have done so many things for me, not only coordinating relationships for me within the federation, saving my life many times, but also helping me find my direction at important junctures. It's like... a planner of life's destiny."
"Planner? Haha, I don't dare to be that, brother Dark." Wovya still had a semi-ridiculous tone, but Luo Nie, who was sitting on the hospital bed opposite, detected a hint of erraticness in Wovya's eyes that ordinary people could not detect.
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It seemed that Wulfya was trying his best to deliberately avoid certain answers.
"Wulfya, speaking of doubts..." Dark continued:
"In my eyes, sometimes I still feel that you are playing the role of the Creator, the Creator who was born for me. In fact, I know that before I regained my human body and consciousness, I had a very complicated experience.
It is indeed a past that I don’t want to look back on.
"However, I don't want the future to be tied up in a giant web woven by man. Nor should my destiny be guided by any force to the results expected by the owner of those forces. Wulfya, you would rather
Like a fisherman."
"Fisherman? Fisherman...sounds interesting." Wovya responded with a smile.
"You are a human being, and you have not been infected with the 'Unintentional Virus', but you have a strong physical fitness that is comparable to that of the Lost. Like you and me, you are at the hurricane level at most, but you know so many senior leaders of the strategic group, and even people from the Federal Council
Core members." Dak expressed his reasonable doubts and said:
"Whether it's the chief executive of a small stronghold or an officer stationed in a large stronghold, you all know people. This is doubtful. Moreover, in the Sener Prison, you were not only able to suppress the crazy people there.
environment, successfully killed 'Yin Min', rescued me, and finally led me to escape from Binglin City.
"If this can be explained by your excellent physical fitness and strong military connections, no matter what, I can't understand that the Federal Council could finally forgive us for killing the top leaders of the Order. I
I have heard that 'Yinmin' is very admiring and loyal to Vasily, and killing 'Yinmin' has disrupted Vasily's original plan."
"So what? You also said that we are friends, isn't it what I should do to save you? Besides, you are one of the few lost people in the federation who is skilled in controlling magic power. Your strength is among the best in the federation.
Among the [Fighters], I can at least rank in the top five percent, and it is a little selfish of me to associate with a strong man." Wofya deliberately showed a little anger and explained:
"In war-torn times like the Wasteland Era, cooperation between the strong can often yield more benefits."
"Five percent...five percent, this is Yaroslav's evaluation of me the day before yesterday. Wovya, how can you have the same opinion? I remember that you have never had any idea about my power before.
A precise quantitative evaluation." Duck discovered the clues in Wulfya's description and asked.
For a moment, Wulfya was silent, Dak was silent, and even Ronie, who was sitting beside him, didn't say anything.
Except for the endless wails, screams, cries, low moans and crazy words that are inherent in the isolation ward of the "temporary war zone hospital", one after another, one after another, the entire compartment can barely be regarded as...
"deathly silence".
Gradually, Wulfya's eyes when he looked up at Duck began to change from good-natured contempt to surprise, and then evolved into a kind of shock. His expression also changed from the initial dumbfounding to a pretended calmness trying to cover up the panic.
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His lips trembled and then opened, trying to explain something, but they only moved slightly and could not make any sound.
After a long time, Dak sat back on the military maza and spoke, breaking the very awkward calm:
"These information and arrangements are probably what leaders at the federal level want to convey to me. Because they don't want to, are inconvenient, or don't bother to issue orders to me directly, they arranged for you to be so strong and mysterious, Wolf
Ya, you are always by my side communicating with me and monitoring my actions, right?"
Wovya said nothing, neither admitted nor denied.
Glancing up at Wulfya, Dak continued to lower his head and analyzed:
"Because I used to be an 'alien monster', the Federation still doesn't feel confident about me. They not only want to use my power to achieve many strategic goals, but they also want to ensure that I am 'very safe' and do not pose any major threat to the Federation.
"After all, annihilating a real 'alien monster' with a level of Sequence 4: Hope would require at least two brigades of federal troops, or an entire squad of elite lost ones. Therefore, the guys from the Federal Council tried to
While holding a sharp sword of Damocles, tie it with a steel lock to avoid falling and exert its maximum power."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Wulfya suddenly felt a chill on his back, and drops of cold sweat flowed from his temples to his chin, and kept dripping on the yellowed sheets.
His fists tightly grasped the corners of the hospital bed, trying to suppress his nervous emotions.
"You are not from Vasily's faction, right? You are from the 'Viking faction', the one from Gnady's side who is against Vasily. So you killed Yinmin to save me, but someone saved us."
Come down. You have been helping me, and what you have brought me is the order of those people, who want me to destroy the 'Evolution Platform' so that I can finally achieve the purpose of overthrowing Vasily." Dak analyzed in a pretended to be profound.
After hearing this, Wulfya relaxed a lot. Although most of Duck's analysis was unreliable, the rest of it was wrong anyway.
Wulfya, who breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight away, holding the bottle in one hand and pressing Dak's shoulder with the other. He said with firmness in his tone:
"Stop guessing, Dark. I can't and will never participate in the power struggle at the top of the federation. I will neither be so stupid as to be loyal to Chief Vasily, nor the 'Vikings' from Gennady and Moren."
As a person, what I can tell you is that everything I have done, can do, and will do before, now and in the future is all for the end of the wasteland world, the arrival of the 'Restart Era', and the end of the war.
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"I can't stand the loneliness of the young people in this world, wandering among the lost and humans for a few pitiful crumbs, becoming thieves and liars. What's more, I can't tolerate the continuous war, causing the original harmonious and peaceful stronghold to be burned by flames, becoming
Scorched earth filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
"Like you, like Luo Nie, I hope that peace will come, that humans and the lost can one day coexist peacefully, and build a world where no one rules, no one is ruled, and all races live safely and happily together.'
Paradise' world. For this goal, I can challenge anyone, and I can make an appointment to make friends with anyone. I can even dedicate my life."
"Wulfya..." Duck murmured. This was the first time he heard these firm and ideal words from Wulfya's mouth. He was speechless for a moment and could not speak. He just looked at Wolfa slightly blankly.
Yan has an extremely serious and serious expression on his face.
However, after a pause for a few seconds, Wulfya's tone suddenly softened. He leaned over and leaned into Dak's ear and said:
"Most of your guesses are not accurate. I will tell you about my identity, my power, and how I got so much important information, but not now and not here. However, I promise you
, the day will not be too far away when all this will be revealed.
"Dak, I also hope you can believe that based on the education I have received, as well as the concepts and morals I pursue, as long as you no longer mutate into a 'alien monster', I will not harm you no matter what. You must remember
Remember, everything we have done so far is in line with the 'laws' of being human beings, and also in line with the 'reasons' established by the Creator."
After thinking for a few seconds, Dark nodded solemnly, indicating with his eyes that he would not ask Wulfya any more stupid questions like this.
However, before leaving, Dak still asked Wulfya about his next plan, saying:
"So, what exactly should we do next? Stay in the 'Man-made Lake' camp and wait for the situation to change, or... try to learn more information about 'Plamini'?"
"No need, or it's not important." Wofya replied:
"If you still can't contact the Echoer in the Gray Dream, you might as well try debugging the Old Radio, or research the Tears of Bizuni obtained from the Bitter Relics
', I believe that with your current strength, you will find more uses for these two sequential monsters."
"Really? Then I'll go back and try." Dak yawned, stood up and stretched, and said:
"Yaroslav only gave me thirty minutes to come and see you. I guessed that the time was almost up, so I went back first. During this period of time at the 'Ku Shen Ruins', I remember that I didn't sleep.
I always feel very tired after coming back these past two days, so I have to go back and take a good rest for a few days to catch up on my sleep."
Just when Dak turned around and was about to knock on the door and leave the cubicle, Wofya called out to Dak and finally said:
"Don't forget the agreement we made in Binglin City, Dak. In a few days, the 'Augustus' chariot I purchased from the guy in the Strategy Group will be delivered to the camp. When I find the 'Plamini'
After meeting the 'Lord of Eternal Red', we went to stay in Demonic City for a while. I heard that as long as the order monsters there are successfully removed, the blocked ocean currents will warm Demonic City again.
"By then, it will be very humid and warm, and large swaths of ice flowers will grow under the woods, which are very beautiful. Standing there, you will feel that you have arrived in a holy realm blessed by the gods."
"Well, I won't forget it." Dak turned back, nodded vigorously and said:
"I also look forward to the fact that after we find the 'Echoer' and 'Plamini', we can go to the Demonic City together to see those beautiful and sacred... Ice Flowers."
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Simply put, although the conversation with Wovya was rich and complicated, time seemed to have slowed down greatly in this small compartment in the isolation ward.
After coming out, Duck realized that only 25 minutes had passed.
According to the original plan, Yaroslav and the two doctors asked Dak several questions, learned about the specific conditions of Wovya and Ronya, and made specific arrangements for isolation and treatment.
After coming out of the isolation ward, Yaroslav entered the password again as required and closed the giant metal door. The three of them took the elevator and returned to the basement of the "temporary war zone hospital" amidst the noisy sound.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is already a small group of heavily armed federal guards [soldiers] waiting there to ensure the safety of the commander-in-chief.
According to Yaroslav's own rules, after leaving the isolation ward, he and the two doctors went to a large room full of disinfection equipment in the middle of the basement, took off their protective clothing made of metal fiber materials, and went inside
After being "taken care of" by various medicines, sprays and ultraviolet lasers for more than half an hour, he and Duck entered the "quiet room" next to him one after another.
With the help of several federal [soldiers], Dark, Yaroslav and the two doctors stood silently on the radiation detection instrument named "Radiation Detection K-01" machine, and were surrounded by a huge similar
After the glass cover of the coffin was completely sealed, the federal [soldier] wearing the commander's armband started the instrument.
Fortunately, even though it had not been long since I came out of the "Bitter Relics", I still stayed in the isolation ward for 30 minutes in a depressing, suffocating and collapse environment full of radiation, that is, "sadness".
The radiation value in Duck's body is only "1%" displayed on the instrument, which is 1% of the "dangerous amount" that needs to be isolated.
The test values of Yaroslav and the two doctors also passed the test.
After finishing all this, Duck returned to the "No. 1 Military Camp Accommodation Area" in Yaroslav's "Krusted Mechanical Chariot".
After walking through the nearly empty corridor and returning to the dormitory, Duck opened two "military mixed meat cans" and ate them in two or two mouthfuls. After eliminating part of his hunger, he dragged his tired body and held "
The "Old Radio" given by the "Echoer", holding the "Bizuni Tears" found in the "Bitter Relics" on his chest with one hand, fell asleep.
