April 19, 527, New Yuan calendar.

The Sunny Empire, the quiet highland, the ruins of the ancient city of "Silent City", and the underground rooms of "Silent Hotel No. 3" No. z-233, the temporary commercial area.

He suddenly placed a large bag of food, weapons, marching supplies, and salutes on the ground paved with bricks and stones, deliberately washed by clear water. Oliver gasped, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the pale and still very weak [Thieves] lost man Mi You.

After putting the daily necessities in the luggage and a little food that is not clean, as well as a few "crunchy red" "blood rods" that are an important source of energy for Miyou on the shabby wooden table, Oliver simply stacks the other luggage aside, near the earthy yellow and dusty wall.

"Huh, I'm really tired. The road on the outer ring of the silent highland is really hard to walk. We drove for at least more than a day. Fortunately, the legion soldiers did not make things difficult for us. As long as we claim to be psychics, they will always welcome us in with anticipation and welcome eyes." Oliver said vaguely with a little smugness.

"Yes...yes, Oliver." Miyou said weakly. After a second or two, his legs seemed to be unable to support his shaking body anymore. He gasped for two loud breaths, held the other side of the broken wooden table with one hand, and sat straight on the chair painted dark red, also looking ruined.

"The previous cross of the 'Vampire Nightmare' still hurt you very much. I'm not good at finding a military doctor for you in the current situation. So... it's better to do this." Oliver said, taking off the general's green uniform jacket, pulling the collar of the inner shirt to his shoulders, revealing his slightly brown, slightly strong, with obvious edges and angularities with spots of patches, looking at Miyou.

He pointed to a slightly exposed blue blood vessel on his neck and said:

"It's better to suck my blood and replenish it. The body of the lost person has been transformed by 'mysterious extraordinary power' and 'burning fluid'. Some people, such as my blood vessels, will be more obvious and stronger. And you are a blood clan, and will avoid the taboos of 'cannibalism' to a certain extent."

"No...I don't want to hurt you. And... blood is not delicious, but poison. If you drink it in an instant, it will destroy my spirit, break me up, and fall into the madness of craving for more blood. I will be crazy, and I may become a monster. I don't want to... I don't want to abandon human bodies, and I don't want to become a bloody monster. Even when facing death, it is better than becoming an unconscious, twisted existence." Miyou waved her hand and said with her head to the side.

"That's the case, then I have to go to the underground market here. Don't worry, I left a lot of money when I came out of Atwood, and Brett also left 1,000 SGD, enough for us to replenish a lot of supplies and even buy magic source potions. Although... the money is for Wright, if the situation is urgent, we spend it on "emergency avoidance". Moreover, the probability of Wright's death in his mouth is greater than survival. We have done sporadic inquiries along the way. No one has seen Wright, and naturally no one knows whether he dies."

As he said that, he pulled out of the pile of luggage from being washed to almost unable to see clearly his original color, carried the bag strap in one hand, placed it on the bed that was barely tidy, unzipped the zipper with a subtle metallic color, and looked for something inside the backpack that was not exposed to light, which seemed to be open randomly.

After a while, he took out a rectangular metal box.

"Fortunately, the money in the inconspicuous box was not lost. I asked me to calculate how much more, plus Brett's one thousand." Oliver said with a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he cut open the box with a worn-out silver-white light that was used to place precious tobacco, with some letters written in "Western Land Common Language" on it, and took out a bunch of new coins with different styles, colors, and new and old.

These coins are a hot existence for the people of the Sunnese Empire who were trying to reconstruct the order. After all, the empire restored a certain degree of commerce. Whether it is the Sunneck in the north, Socrates in the south, Chekavsk in the central region, or Kusha City, Boput Fort, Shanlin City in the east and west, it is large or small, more or less, as long as the railways and highways are not completely blocked by the "unintentioned people" and the lost, there are cargo exchanges.

Even for the empire, there is still a shortage of supplies as a whole.

After dividing the silver and brass coins into piles and splitting the banknotes into one step, Oliver thought for a few seconds, and wrapped the new coins left by Brett with sufficient purchasing power back in yellowed paper and stuffed them back to the bottom of the backpack.

After some operation, he came to the conclusion that these coins had a total of 305 yuan and 55 points.

"I think these coins are enough. If you can return to your Chekavsk team, I'm afraid we can get more new coins. Miyou, I don't want to go back to the church of the Lost. I feel that they are getting crazy. Looking at the bombings these days, the battle of the silent highlands, the "coming of silence" is a completely unequal game. But I can't escape from here, at least not now. Otherwise, I also want to go to the north, to the large city of Zhnetsk, which has no dome and industrial pollution, and to the north, Kruzed, full of holy snow. In short, the world is very big, even if she is very dilapidated and full of wasteland, I want to go and see it." Oliver said with a melancholy face.

"Is the... characteristics of [Twins]?" Miyou asked with a sense of weakness, but his tone could not hide the curiosity from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah, yes, [Twins]..." Oliver murmured:

"Yes, [Twins], we need to go through one different life after another, and we need to go to different landforms, different scenery, different cultures, and different customs, explore customs and customs, and thus evolve another body."

"And my upper class profession [Watcher] is more like [Twins]. This existence that is always regarded as a foreigner is nostalgic for the scenery of a certain place. She chooses to take root here, and then look into the distance and your distant hometown location."

"The man in the content of the 'persistence' of the sequential card, I think he is not just a man who is punished injustice, but rather, I speculate that he is voluntarily pushing the stone that cannot go to the top. His seemingly fearless spirit, meaningless effort is just to prove that he likes it, like a dandelion drifting in the wind, eventually landing on the wet, fertile, soil it loves."

"And I am just [Twins] now. Perhaps when I understand the so-called 'persistence' and 'love', I will be qualified to listen to the oracle."

"From your description... I read the characteristics of [Twins]." Mi You held her heavy head with her hands and said with a smile:

"Roaming, wandering, but pursuing the truth. Just like... as described in "The Glory of Nabsk": No matter how strong the light is, no matter how fast the flame is, no matter how long the night blooms, the pursuit of truth is not stopped, and the throbbing of adventure cannot stop. After the long night is dawn, and after the dawn, the long night will usher in. Only those who pursue the light can break through the shackles of loneliness, loneliness and darkness."

"Oliver," Miyou finished reciting the poem, and then he grabbed the existence that flashed by:

"Have you heard of the 'black word'?"

"Of course." Oliver nodded, took off his uniform top that looked like he was spilled and dried, withered blood, patches of burning liquid and mud, and put the new coins into a clean inner pocket that was very different from the outside.

Taking off his boots with a strong smell of dead objects, sitting cross-legged on the bed with a fixed-spaced "Edelweiss" pattern embroidered with a pair of "Edelweiss" patterns embroidered with a pair of "Edelweiss" patterns, he continued to tell:

"That is a magic similar to the newly developed 'walkie' of the Empire. It requires the dark magic source power to activate it. It will summon two spherical 'headphones'. The carrying person can communicate through thoughts within five hundred meters. One kilometer away, he must make a sound to let the other party receive the message."

"But in fact, this is a magic that falls under the category of prohibition. The inexperienced 'initiator' will be cursed immediately and quickly die under the arrangement of the goddess of fate. Moreover, users who are not 'initiator' will face the most difficult test within a month, and in most cases, they will not survive by chance unless they have 'divine nature'. Why, you suddenly asked this question? Have you used it, 'black words'?"

"No, I heard that Mr. Aaron was studying it before, and I was a little worried." Miyou waved her hand and said:

"By the way, if you want to truly return to the army and join the army, I have to seek the help of my old leader Aaron. I have experienced too much on the way to the quiet highlands and have not been in contact with him for a long time. During this period, I have been feeling very distressed, as if I were in a terrible lava, irritability, chaos and panic were eroding my reason little by little. If I can't see Aaron again and get real trimming, my weak body will guide me toward madness, just like touching the old monster living in the deep sea."

"I think we can forget these things that bother us for a while, eat something, and then rest for a night. The day after tomorrow we will go to the "Silent Heart" to find your old leader Aaron and follow his arrangements. Of course, it is best to suggest that he lead an army to attack the underground fortress of the Dark Night Church. In this way, Bret will definitely be rescued, and maybe even find out Wright's whereabouts."

"By the way, Miyou. I also want to make an important herald, and I have to buy some ingredients tomorrow. Of course, we have to eat something now."

Oliver said, taking out four cans sealed with metal from the parcel in the corner.

With my fingers, I pulled the pull-up ring hard and opened one of them, and an elusive and weird aroma of meat quickly permeated the not-so-spacious space.

Following the fragrance, Miyou stood up and looked at it. There was a piece of white maggots with yellowish shimmering in the can, soaked in a sticky transparent liquid.

It seems that the process of processing this protein-rich food is not complicated, it is just steamed and sterilized by high temperature, retaining the most original features.

But what is strange is that the meat aroma that is filled with food is much richer than that of "cultivated meat". In Mi You's opinion, pure protein will definitely be crispy and delicious when chewed. If crude sodium chloride is added, the satisfaction it brings will definitely not be lower than any "sweet" "energy".
Chapter completed!