As late at night approached, Boluogo returned to TEDA's alchemy workshop. Bursts of noise came from above his head. It seemed that TEDA was still busy.
Boluogo went straight back to the stronghold hut in the corner, sat in front of the table, and placed a document on the table.
After leaving the Bureau of Order, Bologg considered whether to go home or come here. After repeated decisions, Bologg finally returned to this place, the core of the conspiracy, and was worried.
Opening the file, it was an action file and related information. Even though Bologo had many guesses, these were just guesses. No one knew what these businessmen wanted to do.
But Bologg has been involved in it, and has even become the key to it. As a result, Bologg was included in the sixth group of operations against the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce.
To be precise, this is a cooperative operation between the Special Operations Group and the Sixth Group. Bologo is active in the Great Rift and will assist the Sixth Group in its operations when necessary, and vice versa.
The sixth group began to investigate and search for the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce. This was an extremely tedious and tiring process. Fortunately, these had nothing to do with Boluogo. After briefly looking at the documents, Boluogo's position in the operation was more like a bait.
, thugs and the like.
If the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce's target is him, then they will meet again sooner or later. What's more perfect is that Boluogo is not a cowardly lamb, but a ferocious hound. If you reach out to him rashly, you will only be killed by Boluogo.
Logo bit him in turn.
Boluogo's life is back on track for the time being. All that's left is to wait for news from the sixth group. Yas also said that when he has time, he will take him to meet the members of the sixth group.
Within the Field Service Department, the composition of each action group is different. Some are like the Special Operations Group with only a few people, while others are as large as the 10th Group with nearly fifty members.
The number of people in the action team is limited to a certain extent by the functional tendency of the action team. The special action team has only been established recently, and the team members are all debtors, so it is difficult to recruit fresh blood.
The tenth group is responsible for the area outside Oath City Opos. They wander among the countries sandwiched between the Rhine League and the Kogadel Empire all year round. They are the tentacles extended by the Bureau of Order. Because of the mission
The complex area is vast, and their number is also increasing.
There are more than ten people in the sixth group. They are usually divided into different two-person teams. During important operations, they will come together to form a terrifying force. This is what makes Boluogo curious.
.
According to Jeffrey, the groups of condensers from the Origin School are veritable killers of condensers. He really wants to witness this battle and see how these condenser killers fight.
Closing the document, Bologo locked it in the safe, and his mind was affected by another thing.
After bidding farewell to Adele, Boluogo thought that he was completely cut off from the bad past, and that he was greeted by a new life and a long journey.
But on the way back to the stronghold hut, Boluogo kept thinking, and his heavy thoughts troubled him extremely.
After touching his pocket, Boluogo picked up a golden coin and placed it under the desk lamp.
Under the illumination of light, the symbol of mercury, just like its weird nature, seems to be completely broken into a table of water drops and turned into real mercury.
Bologo noticed one thing. The current disputes can be regarded as leftovers from the Secret War. It can be traced back further. The Secret War is also the follow-up to the fall of the Holy City.
Continuation of continuation.
"The starting point of everything."
This is the starting point of Boluogo's fate, and also the starting point of all the current disturbances, the continuation of that strange war...
Burlogo's thoughts were interrupted by knocks on the door. He turned his head and looked at the door. There was no need to guess, Bologg knew who was coming.
"Come in, Aimu."
The door was pushed open, and Aimu cautiously poked her head in, she asked curiously.
"Why did you know it was me?"
"Guess." Boluogo didn't bother to explain.
The only ones who could knock on the door were Aimu, Teda, and Palmer. Teda was still busy when he came back. Even after he finished his work, this guy knocked on the door extremely hard, and he would not wait for Boluogo's consent before knocking on the door.
After being reminded, he will directly push the door open and enter.
Palmer? This guy is even simpler. First of all, this is a day off. This guy will never appear in the workplace, and this guy never knocks on the door.
After clearing his mind of all the messy things, Boluogo looked at the visiting Aimu, not knowing what this guy wanted to do. He saw her pushing the door completely open and holding a dinner plate in her hand, which contained bacon and fried rice.
Egg sandwich.
"Want a late-night snack?"
Aimu hesitated for a moment and then said.
"I read in the book that food is a necessity for human beings. You will have a sense of satisfaction when you eat. I don't know what satisfaction is, but it is said that this thing will make you feel happy... especially eating late at night
, this happiness will be doubled.”
"Ah..." After listening to her words, Boluogo raised his forehead slightly.
"Do you not like it?"
"No, I'm just a little tired. It's too bad to work overtime on holidays. Fortunately, there is overtime pay."
The rescue of Kemp and Shelley was regarded as a mission, and not only overtime pay, but also additional mission bonuses were provided. However, compared to the financial rewards, Boluogo wanted to take a rest. His spirit was always tense, which was really tiring.
.
But these are all lies. Boluogo raised his head and thought that Aimu was more troublesome than these troubles.
Whether it was the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce or the tyrants, Bologg only had to smash their heads open one by one with a claw hammer, but Aimu was different. She troubled Bologg, but she did nothing wrong. On the contrary,
She also has full kindness towards herself.
Boluogo has lived for so many years, but there are only a few people who show kindness to him, and more people want to kill him.
Aimu put the dinner plate on Boluogo's table and stood aside slightly cautiously.
"Are you trying to please me?" Boluogo asked abruptly.
"Ah...ah?"
Aimu was dumbfounded by Boluogo's question, and the aura in his eyes became like waves.
"I...I thought you were angry with me." Aimu said cautiously.
"Why should I be angry with you?" Borlog asked.
"But you look a little bad today."
Aimu was referring to the conversation in the morning. Boluogo's attitude towards her suddenly became indifferent, which made her a little confused.
"It's nothing, Aimu, human beings are like this, our emotions change a lot... This is a normal situation, you don't need to worry about it."
Aimu was more sensitive than Boluogo expected. She probably kept thinking about how she had offended him while she was away.
Boluogo couldn't help laughing. Aimu was completely like a child. Children don't understand all these disturbances. She picked up the strange mud and showed it to the adults, just because she thought it was interesting, but she couldn't understand it.
Why do adults show disgust in their eyes?
"Is it normal...?" Aimu was a little surprised by Boluogo's answer.
"Has no one ever told you this?"
"No, there is no such thing written in the book," Aimu shook his head. "These courtship stories are too tortuous and convoluted, and I can't understand them."
silence.
Boluogo suddenly looked at Aimu seriously, which made Aimu feel a little panic. Then Boluogo put his hand on Aimu's shoulder and said seriously.
"Aimu, don't read that kind of book. It's doubtful whether the author of that kind of book can figure out such a thing, let alone the story he wrote."
Boluogo seemed a little confused, as if he didn't know how to explain this to Aimu.
"The human world is not like this. This will mislead you."
"Ah? In other words, hunters don't exist?"
"What is a hunter?"
"In the book "Night Hunters", monsters wander around the city, and hunters will set out at night to hunt these guys." Aimu said.
"That shouldn't exist. There are only demons wandering around the city, and the guys who hunt them should be Sublime Ones." Boluogo discussed seriously.
"Then... when life and death are at stake, the life-saving rescue full of human glory is also a lie?"
"According to the regulations of the Order Bureau, when there is no hope of rescue, you should conserve your strength and prioritize tasks."
Boluogo said coldly.
Aimu cracked, literally cracked, the aura in her eyes shattered into several pieces, and her body became slightly hot. Boluogo felt that she was overloaded.
Aimu's understanding of the world comes from books. In her opinion, the stories in them all happened in reality. In the outside world, there will be hunters in groups at night, and people will fall in love during the day.
Abandon family property and elope.
Boluogo smashed the illusion of the alchemy doll to pieces, telling her that there were no beautiful illusions in this world, and that all that remained was the hard coldness.
"But...the world is not always so absolutely rational."
When Amu was about to explode, Boluogo spoke at the right time to get her out of her complicated thoughts.
"What?"
"Reality is rational, but because it is too rational and too cold, people will create some illusory works and place the beauty in their hearts in them... The stories you see are fake, but the feelings inside are real
of."
Boluogo said to Aimu in a way he could understand.
In this aspect, Borrogo is actually somewhat similar to Aimu. The long time in the dark prison gave Borrogo a strong desire for stories. He likes to watch movies, read books, and listen to violent music...
All of this is like a haven, allowing Boluogo to temporarily escape from the busy reality and enjoy that moment of inner peace.
"Because humans are too rational, do they need emotional fantasy stories?" Aimu asked in a low voice.
Boluogo thought for a while and nodded in agreement with Aimu's words.
