While observing the riding sergeant, the three Gallons were taken away from the field by the medical staff who arrived and put on a white carriage.
Lying on the stretcher, Galen unconsciously looked in the direction of the riding sergeant, but he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
The other party was also looking towards him, with a hint of coldness and depth in his eyes.
"We'll talk later."
A voice suddenly sounded in Garen's ears.
Garen's heart was slightly shaken. He glanced around and saw no one talking to him. He noticed that the riding sergeant seemed to be nodding to him and quickly turned around.
After getting in the car, a group of people escorted them to a small hospital in Baidi Gascar. A male doctor wearing glasses gave Gallon a general checkup and found that he was not injured. He prescribed an excessive shock order, and then asked Gallon to
Long bought some simple trauma and anti-inflammatory drugs, paid the money, and then released him.
Gallon left the pharmacy and soon saw the riding sergeant waiting for him in the hospital corridor.
The two stood in the white corridor, facing each other.
The cavalry sergeant forced a smile on his gloomy face and stretched out his hand.
"Eisenhardt, the local Mountie, Patrol Captain and Sheriff."
"Garon, Garon Longbar." Garon held his hand, shook it, and then let go. "Find a quiet place."
He turned around and walked into a small private room on the side. Garen followed him in, hung up the do not disturb sign, then closed the door and locked it.
The single room contained a hospital bed, a table and chairs, and a bouquet of withered yellow flowers in a vase.
The window was open, and the white curtains were swaying in the wind.
Riding Sergeant Eisenhardt walked to the window, turned around and looked at Gallon quietly.
"Tell the truth, are those people here just for you?"
Garen was silent for a moment and nodded.
"I don't know either, but it's possible."
"The totem masters in Green Forest are already in chaos now. How dare you rush in here? Don't you know that there is a turmoil here? So many people died in the conflict in the past few days, but you still don't know how to avoid it?"
The police chief lit a cigarette angrily and took a long puff.
He glanced sideways at Garen, his eyes filled with deep disgust and fatigue.
"More than two totem masters may die in Lusen every day. No matter which side you are from, it is not a good time to come in."
"I actually don't know anything." Garen frowned, "I'm just an ordinary person who just reluctantly left school. My home is here and I just want to go home. And what's going on with the turmoil you mentioned?
Who is a totem master? I only know the silver lantern master."
The riding sergeant took a deep breath of cigarette, and the cigarette butt suddenly lit up red.
"Ordinary people who just left the army?" His eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Garen's face like a hawk.
He thought for a moment and extended his right hand.
Snap.
Snapped his fingers.
In an instant, a circle of silver ripples suddenly appeared from between his fingers.
The ripples were like ripples, spreading to every corner of the entire single room in an instant. At the same time, they also swept across Garen's body.
The cavalry sergeant stared closely at Garen as if looking for some reaction, but unfortunately he found nothing.
Immediately, Sergeant Cavalry's expression became extremely rich. He seemed to relax all of a sudden. He put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray on the table.
"Very good, very good. I made the mistake of blaming you. You are indeed a newcomer." The gloomy expression of the cavalry sergeant suddenly softened. "Okay, sit down. Are you a silver lantern master? Traditional?"
Garen looked at him inexplicably. "Aren't you the same?"
"No, that's not it. Of course I am also a silver lantern master, but I am a totem master among them. You don't even know this, do you?" Riding Sergeant Eisenhardt looked strange, "Your teacher didn't tell you
You?"
Garen shook his head. The other person's expression suddenly became even weirder.
"Okay." The cavalry sergeant pulled a chair for Garon and asked him to sit down. "It's been a long time since I've seen such a fair newcomer. Call me Aisen. That's what everyone familiar with me calls me."
"Okay, Mr. Eisen." Garen collected his thoughts. "I would like to ask, what exactly is a totem master? How is the situation in Green Forest now?"
"I can answer you these two questions." Eisen shook his hands. "Silver Lantern Master is actually a very complex field, including many aspects of research and application. Human beings have limited wisdom and energy, so we have formed a division of labor.
Different tendencies. The Silver Lantern Master is divided into three parts: the Silver Lantern Master, the Workshop Master and the Totem Master. The Silver Lantern Master is the traditional one, making and using totems by himself. The Workshop Master specializes in making totems and converts inactive totems.
Totems are sold to totem masters for use and activation in order to make huge profits. Totem masters are the ones who specialize in using totems to fight."
"It's just a matter of division of labor." Garen nodded with understanding.
"Yes, it's the division of labor." Eisen nodded in agreement. "This is the first question, and then the second is the current situation in Green Forest. At this point, I can only tell you briefly. What is happening in Green Forest now
Turmoil. Do you know what happened with Bai Qiangwei?"
"Is it the turmoil in White Rose City?" Garen's heart trembled.
"The nature is similar." Aisen nodded heavily. "The incident happened last night. The turmoil and conflict caused many deaths and dozens of injuries. So we blocked the area overnight and did not allow anyone to pass. I just didn't expect you.
He came anyway and was attacked."
"Terry Jones, what's going on now?!" Gallon asked quickly.
"The Terry Jones family has a good background. There are three totem masters in charge, and the lord himself is also a workshop master. The relationship is deep, so it won't be a big problem for a while. What? Your home is in Terry Jones territory?" Eisen looked at
He looked a little anxious! He asked immediately.!
"Yes, I originally wanted to go back this time. Unexpectedly," Garen sighed. "By the way, Mr. Eisen, you are not a local, right?"
"You have a good ear. I just sent you here from Hana Province." Aisen nodded, "Okay, I have said everything that needs to be said. You should leave first and find a place to hide in another province. Now go in
, just for a rookie like you, any totem master can destroy you."
Garen suddenly smiled helplessly.
"I've got into trouble with the Military Support Council. I'm afraid I'll be in trouble wherever I go."
"The Supporting Army Council. ¨There is some trouble. ¨" Eisen also frowned. "A silver lantern master like you who doesn't even have a core totem is simply vulnerable."
He stood up and walked around the room several times.
"Well, what you are most anxious about now is to create your own core totem, right?" he asked after standing still.
"I have practiced martial arts for a while, so I should be able to protect myself," Garen couldn't help but argue.
"Self-protection?" Eisen shook his head helplessly. "You still don't understand the difference between totems and mortals."
He raised the green ring on his right middle finger and suddenly a green light flashed.
"I'm only responsible for a small patrol area in Green Forest. I'm using one-tenth of my ability right now. Be careful."
Garen concentrated his attention on the situation and remained calm as his aura spread slightly, completely occupying the entire room.
The unified state of spirit that he had just killed the two people appeared again. Although his body size did not expand, he still used at least 80% of his strength.
The reason why he argued just now was because he wanted to see how far he was from the real Silver Lantern Master. Until now, he had never faced off against a Silver Lantern Master head-on. Now was the perfect opportunity.
The white gold spirit flows around the room invisible to the naked eye.
call
A gust of wind blew up and raised the white curtains, covering Eisen for a moment.
"It's over." Garen suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Eisen's voice was very close, standing behind him, with a dagger in his hand pointed at his vest.
Garen could feel that the tip of the dagger seemed to be filled with some powerful and sharp terrifying power.
He looked in his original direction, the curtains fell, and Eisen had long since disappeared.
"When?" Garen felt his throat was a little dry. Goosebumps appeared on the skin on his back. Obviously, this was the body's natural reaction when faced with a threat. The dagger definitely had the power to pierce his defenses.
"It's not that I'm fast. It's that you are too slow." Eisen retracted his dagger and walked to the side of the hospital bed to sit down. "My totem ability is slowness. If you have the core totem, then some of the slowness will be automatically deflected just now.
It's a pity that you don't have it, at least not now. So my ability has been fully exerted. The slowdown effect a hundred times has been fully realized. So, when the wind blew the curtains just now, for a moment I slowly walked behind you
, pull out the dagger, put it on your back, just give it a light blow. Tsk!"
He imitated the sound of a dagger piercing his body. Then he lowered his head and looked at Garen, who had a calm face but a somewhat downcast look in his eyes.
"This is one-tenth of my ability. Without a core totem, you are no different from a mortal."
Garen's heart kept sinking.
Just now, he had completely raised his vigilance to the highest level, but he still had no ability to react to Aisen. If the other party really wanted to kill him, even if he used all his hard Qigong, he would only be able to hold on for a little longer.
"Okay, okay, leave quickly. As long as you don't come back here, you can go anywhere else." Eisen seemed to have lost interest, so he simply lay down on the hospital bed and waved lazily towards Gallon.
"Last question."
"explain."
Garon paused.
"Are you considered a powerful person among totem masters?"
"Awesome?" Eisen burst into laughter. "Boy." He sat up and looked at Garen speechlessly. "Totem masters are graded according to the evolved form of the totem. My totem is also the second form. There are more after that.
In the third form, some secret large organizations also have a unique fourth form, as well as the ultimate body of talent that mutates due to talent. My strength is just an insignificant splash in it¨¨"
"I understand." Garen finally understood some specific levels of strength. The common sense given to him by Teacher Aining was too old and backward.
"There is a small night market nearby. You can go shopping. Just my words are of little use. You have to see it in person and get in touch with it." Aisen persuaded him with obvious good-natured advice. He waved his hand to Garen and said no.
Say more.
"Thank you." Garen bowed slightly to him.
The other party obviously could ignore him, but he still patiently explained so much to him.
Garen exited the room and just closed the door.
"Be careful on the road, and don't intervene if you see totem masters fighting." Aisen's voice came directly to his ears from inside.
Left the hospital.
Galen bought some clothes to change in Gasca, then took the burned suitcase out of the police station and made a record. The people at the police station seemed to have been informed and did not delay his time.
Just let him go.
Garon found a hotel to stay in. Baidi Gascar is a small forest town with only three streets and about a hundred households. There are quite a few hotels, more than a dozen. It is a typical tourist town.
After paying for the room for two days, Gallon took the suitcase and returned to his room.