Kaushik himself needs to add it.

Now that Kaushik has brought the starworm here, as long as the starworm does not derail, it should be able to receive follow-up missions.

Seeing this, Angel didn't think about it any more, he just needed to wait and see what happened.

Angel retracted his gaze from the "distant place" and looked closer again.

At this time, he was very close to the Tina Entertainment building.

However, he had no intention of going to Tina Entertainment, but turned a corner and walked to another road.

After walking about fifty meters further, Angel looked at a bakery on the street.

The warm light dissipates the dark night. Combined with the aroma wafting from the store, it gives you a sense of "belonging" in the rain.

But what attracted Angel was not the bakery itself, but the bench in front of the bakery.

Zuniga was lying on the bench and fell asleep.

Sitting on the other end of the bench was a young man wearing an apron. Judging from his attire, he must be a clerk in a bakery.

It was he, together with the owner of a nearby store, who moved Zuniga, who was sleeping on the street, to a bench under the eaves.

The clerk with a gentle temperament was sitting at the other end of the bench, holding a glass of hot milk, looking at the dark rain curtain, and talking to himself in a low voice.

"Just letting homeless people sleep on the chairs in front of the store shouldn't violate the terms set by the store manager, right?" The young clerk said with a bit of anxiety. After all, the store manager clearly requested that no disheveled people be allowed into the store.

inside.

This homeless guy definitely doesn't meet the standards of a store manager.

But he doesn't let the homeless man into the store now, he just rests at the door... The store manager won't blame me when he sees it, right?

Although he was feeling uneasy, he did not think about driving Zuniga away. He was an old man under the heavy acid rain. If he didn't help him, something might happen.

When deciding between the possibility of being fired and the possibility of something happening to the old man, he chose the former.

"But the milk is almost cold, why hasn't he woke up yet?" The young man glanced at Zuniga worriedly, especially at his chest carefully to make sure it was still rising and falling steadily, and then he looked away.

"I must be too tired. I should wake up after a short nap." He felt the cold rain outside, looked at Zuniga's thin clothes, and finally walked back to the store, took out his clothes and gave them to him.

Zuniga put it on.

Then he continued to sit in front of the store and waited silently.

"If he doesn't wake up, you won't be sitting here waiting for him to wake up, right?"

At this moment, a voice came into the young man's ears.

He looked up following the sound and saw a man standing there under the corner wall lamp a few meters away, looking this way.

Because he stood under the wall lamp, the halo of light shone directly on his face without any reservation, making his face completely hidden in the dazzling light, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly for a while.

The young clerk looked around to make sure there was no one else around, then pointed at himself carefully: "Are you talking to me?"

Angel nodded.

The young clerk scratched the back of his head: "His breathing is steady, he probably won't sleep for that long."

"I'm talking about...if."

The young man thought for a moment and said, "I get off work at 4 a.m., and if he hasn't woken up by then, I have no choice but to wake him up."

Angel: “What if I can’t wake up even if I call?”

The young man had doubts in his eyes: "It shouldn't happen, right?"

Angel didn't say anything more, but pointed to the armrest on his right: "There are one hundred modern coins there. If he doesn't wake up after that, just send him to a nearby hotel."

When the young man turned around, he saw a 100 Modern Coin on the armrest.

"Ah? Sir, do you know him?" He turned around and wanted to ask Angel, but saw that Angel had already turned around and walked towards the rain.

"Sir! Sir! One hundred Mordencoins is too many!"

Angel's voice floated into his ears from the rain: "I don't know him, just like you, we just met him for the first time. As for the one hundred, the rest will be regarded as your hard work."

The young man said "Hey", ran into the store quickly, took two umbrellas, and wanted to chase him out.

But when he came to the corner and looked down the street ahead, he saw only a long rain curtain, but not a single person walking in the rain.

"At least, hold an umbrella..."
Chapter completed!