Daniel silently walked out of Sabo's house and closed the door behind him.
The mysterious phone call just now has been hung up, and strangely, there is no caller ID, so he can't trace the source of the signal at all. But Daniel didn't pay much attention to it, after all, the other party obviously wanted to hide his identity to talk to him, and everyone
This is a way to hide yourself, and of course you will do everything in advance.
He dialed a number, which was the work number he used to communicate with the Goth Cafe when he worked part-time.
"Sister Black Cat?" he asked, "Is that doctor still there?"
"Oh, wait," Charlotte responded and put down the phone, seemingly looking for someone.
"It seems you have made up your mind?" Shadow Walker (Constantine) replied after a few seconds.
"I have made up my mind. How much will the operation cost?" Daniel said without emotion: "I will make it affordable for that kid. If he can't afford it, or is unwilling to accept the operation, then I will make him pay for it."
Tie him up and send him to you. I will pay for it in advance and let him undergo the operation."
"Of course. One and a half million...is roughly a reasonable fee." The other party hummed.
"The price is almost the same as that of regular hospitals?" Daniel was even a little surprised. Generally speaking, such unlicensed black doctors will charge huge surgical fees that are many times higher than the regular fees.
"It's considered a preferential price for acquaintances." Shadow Walker chuckled: "The cost of the operation itself can be discounted, but the organs for transplantation cannot be obtained cheaply. Fortunately, there are several new drugs recently. As long as you insist on taking them, the organs can be regenerated
The transplant recipient is almost not disturbed by rejection reactions, and the shape is stable for a long time. Thanks to this drug, the prices of all black market organs have been reduced, and organ transplantation has become more convenient than before. Give me a week to prepare.
You can bring him over in a week."
"Understood. That's it." Daniel hung up the phone. He glanced at the closed door of Sabo's house again, and what he saw were some humiliating words written with chalk and crayons by some children at waist height.
The words and phrases, and the words used are also very dirty------He deserves to be a child from the slums.
Daniel frowned and reached out to erase those words. He didn't care that his sleeves were stained, so he turned around and left.
The most terrifying thing is not the barbarism of contemporary people, but that the barbarism of contemporary people is transmitted intact to the next generation. The times are stagnant, and the society we live in is both civilized and primitive, primitive civilization. When will it change?
?
Two blocks away from the apartment that Sabo rented, on the roof of another taller apartment, someone was secretly observing Daniel's departure with a telescope. This mysterious man wearing a black cloak with his head covered,
The telescope lens he just put down reflected a pair of old and tired eyes.
No, it’s not necessarily old, maybe it’s just tiredness. It’s like being tired after all the vicissitudes of life.
"That's it, Uncle Sabo." Two men in black cloaks appeared behind the mysterious man. One of them had already shown his weapon and threatened: "I won't say it a second time, please stop running away."
, follow us back to the shelter immediately. Nothing you do will have any impact, because what you interfere with is not the [Singularity]."
The mysterious man raised his hands and let go of the phone in his other hand. The phone immediately fell to the ground, and the screen shattered.
"Since that is not a [singularity], and since no matter what I do, the future will not change," the mysterious man took off his hood and revealed his true face, "then, what's wrong with letting me do whatever I want for a while?"
"
That man was indeed Sabo, the Gray Rabbit Sabo. But he no longer looked like a young man, but a middle-aged man whose face was weathered and looked a little prematurely aged. The Gray Rabbit was sleeping soundly in the apartment far away.
The young Saab and the middle-aged Saab now are two completely different individuals.
"Your willfulness will disrupt the order of this world, Uncle Sabo." The man in black robes who raised his weapon to threaten the opponent retorted: "We are here to correct everything, not to add chaos. As members of the New Dawn
Crew, can you please be a little more conscious?"
"Uh huh huh huh... correction? What do you mean by correction, Husky?" The middle-aged Saab seemed to be amused and burst into a series of sneers: "You should also wake up,
Stop the meaningless game of house. This world is not our world, and there has never been any [correct history]. What we have here is only history created by humans, man-made history.
Everyone in this world has the right to choose a path that is completely different from the one we have taken. In this case, who is qualified to distinguish between [correct] and [incorrect] interference?"
"But the world line will be closed, and what is supposed to happen will still happen. Nothing you do can save Uncle Saab in this era." The young man whom the other party called Husky continued to retort: "You took what was already established.
The order of development of things is messed up, bringing chaos to the world."
"Huhuhu...who told you that I plan to save Sabo?" The middle-aged gray rabbit man continued to laugh: "I even hope that he will die soon."
"...It seems that communication will not be useful, Husky." Another man in black robe hummed: "Let's do it."
"I really hope I don't have to do this to you, Uncle Sabo." Another young man also sighed and raised the weapon in his hand. It was a lightsaber decorated with a skull. The blade of the lightsaber was purple, and its
The appearance is almost identical to Daniel's [Death Thorn]. The young man known as Husky also minimized the output of the lightsaber, and the lightsaber's blade immediately turned into a long, weak dark purple light.
"Do what you have to do, Husky." Middle-aged Saab said calmly, "Anyway, what I want to do has been done."
"Goodbye, Uncle Sabo. Go back to the time cryopod and have a good rest." The young man rushed forward and made dozens of strokes with the lightsaber in his hand. The blade of the lightsaber was reduced to the minimum output, and its power was almost zero, but
In this form, it can also swing at an astonishing high speed, constantly penetrating the target's body. What it causes is not physical damage, but mental damage. It cuts the opponent's mental power to the bottom with just a few strikes.
The gray rabbit man fell to the ground without any resistance and fell into a coma.
"Hal, how is the situation over there in Egypt?" The young man put away his lightsaber, picked up the rabbit lying on the ground, and asked.
"It's all because Uncle Sabo acted without authorization and interfered with our operations. The last [singularity point] that can be interfered with has already begun." The young man named Hal replied, "Bring Uncle Sabo back to the shelter quickly."
, and then rush to Egypt. There is no time!"
"I will take Uncle Sabo back to the shelter first. You can rush to Cairo alone." Husky said.
"But that's your dad's------"
"That's why, Hal." The young man clenched his fists and activated some device at the same time. An invisible bubble began to wrap him and the gray bunny he was carrying: "At the critical moment, I might
You can also be emotional, try to save my dad. Therefore, when interfering with [Singularity], you must be present. Even if I can't catch up, you have to do what you should do. If I catch up, I still do it
You have to stop me from doing things I shouldn't do.
After this, I will definitely hate you, scold you, and even turn against you.
But please remember, you will always be my best friend in this life."
"Oh, Husky..." Another young man also activated some kind of device, opening another invisible bubble.
The two young men began to split into two groups and flew away in different directions. The flying devices on them did not seem to be products of this era. Not only were they powerful in maneuverability, but their stealth performance was also surprisingly high. When the distance reached a certain distance,
After that, the transparent bubble will make the user completely invisible. Even if they are moving at high speed, even if they occasionally hear a slight but special whistling sound in the air, and someone happens to look up, no one will be able to tell any clues.
At the same time, Egypt, Africa, outside Cairo.
"Repeat, repeat, can you hear it, can you hear it, Captain Hiloma?" Mutt also held a communicator transformed from a golden scarab golem, and was constantly trying to contact the Cairo Hotel in the city.
"(Rustling, rustling, rustling)------Mu------(Rustling, rustling)------Mut?" As the fleet flew farther and farther, the communication in Cairo seemed to gradually become clearer:
"Is it Mutt?"
"Thank God! I finally contacted you!" The cat boy breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where are you now? Are you with Albert?" Hiloma asked, "Outside Cairo?"
"Outside Cairo, stupid..." Mutt paused: "Well, Mr. Albert's friend's boat."
"You just wanted to say that I am a stupid tiger, right?" Albert complained at the side.
"Stupid tiger, stupid tiger!" Obert, who was sitting on Albert's lap and playfully grabbing Albert's beard, couldn't help but laugh a little harder.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, please be gentle!" Albert was unable to stop the little tiger from scratching his beard, so he could only advise, and it seemed that he was being scratched in great pain, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.
"Meow hahahahaha!" Obert laughed even more happily. It is estimated that until he gets tired of playing with it, Albert's tiger whiskers will be a good toy for him.
"It's really lively over there," Shiloma said.
"Ahaha... don't worry about it." Mutt apologized helplessly: "Today's matter is so big, I think today's game should be cancelled? Postponed?"
"The event has been postponed to nine o'clock tomorrow morning, don't miss it." Hiloma replied emotionlessly.
"That's good." Mutt breathed a sigh of relief again. At least they didn't miss anything, and there was still no missing of the Dark American Football game. There is no game to participate in today, so they should just lie down and rest, so that they can be exhausted.
The body recovers.
"By the way, there's one more thing you might want to know." Hiloma said suddenly.
"What's up?"
"Father Sphinx passed away last night due to heart and multiple organ failure, and treatment failed." Hiloma replied in an extremely calm tone: "His funeral will be held tonight, if you are free.
...Just come and take a look."
Mutt, who originally had a silly smile on his face, completely froze in the next second. (To be continued)