In the sealed elevator, Borrowgo and Palmer occupied the entire space of the elevator, one on the left and the other on the right. Borrowgo still looked meticulous, while Palmer looked a little worse, with two dark circles under his eyes.
His face looked extremely depressed, and his body still smelled of alcohol.
Burlogo glanced sideways at Palmer. The unfortunate man's body even swayed slightly, and he could hardly stand still.
"How late did you drink last night?" Boluogo couldn't help but ask.
Palmer is different from me. This guy joined the job earlier than me and became a Condensator very early. Palmer has already passed the first two of the three trials, and his body and will have been strengthened by the ether.
But even with such reinforcement, Boluogo still felt that Palmer might die suddenly in the next second.
"Dawn..."
A tired voice came out from between Palmer's teeth. This guy didn't rest at all. Instead, he cleaned himself up at the Undead Club and rushed to work without stopping.
"What have you done?" Bologg asked.
"It's Sere. That bastard came up with a new trick at the end of the party. He chose eight bars that he usually goes to. Let's go have a round of drinks and see who can last until the end." Palmer leaned to the side and covered his head.
"I made it to the seventh house, and I almost won."
"What's your bet?"
Palmer was silent, and after a while he slowly said, "Bet? There doesn't seem to be a bet. It's just about who can survive to the eighth house and who is better."
"that's all?"
"Uh-huh, that's it."
Burlogo sighed with a complicated expression. He shouldn't have too high expectations for Palmer's mental age.
The elevator door opened, and Burlogo and Palmer walked along the gray corridor one after another, and then entered a conference room.
In the past, handing over tasks only needed to be done in Lebius's office, but today's task is a little different.
Everyone else in the conference room was ready. Lebius was sitting on the main seat, next to him was Jeffrey, and then Ivan... The moment he saw Ivan, Palmer sobered up a lot, and then he
It's a headache.
Beside Ivan was Yas, and on the other side of the conference table were a few new faces that Boluogo had never seen before. Boluogo thought they should be members of Yas's team.
A man, a woman, and then... Bologg was stunned, and so was Palmer beside him.
It was a slightly strange existence. His body was very strong and full of muscles. He was so big that he could fit the guy next to him into him. It would be an exaggeration to say that he could break the cement with just one punch.
Different from other people's uniforms, this guy is wearing a loose robe, but from the color and stripes on the robe, it can be seen that it is the same as the others.
Of course, Boluogo has met countless people in his life, and even had close encounters with a few devils. He has seen strong winds and waves, but today is really the first time he has seen this.
I saw that his body was covered with long black hair, and his head did not look like a familiar human being, but an animal head like a hound and a wolf. With his breathing, the hair swayed gently, and sharp canine teeth emerged from between the black lips.
Exposed slightly.
This guy doesn't look like him, he is an orc, dressed in black, a vicious dog orc.
"Am I still drunk?"
Palmer wiped his eyes and his vision became clearer. He thought the other person was wearing a doll suit, but the doll suit was too realistic.
Boluogo could not help but whisper.
"Sido?"
"The Ninth-rate Detective and His Invincible Hound" is real, Sido has really become a human, and he's so cool!
The other party obviously also noticed the gazes of Boluogo and Palmer. He should have been looked at by such gazes often. "Sido" seemed to be used to this, so he spoke first.
"Hello, Hart Wein, belongs to Group Six."
"Hello, Cido." Boluogo didn't notice what he was saying at all.
"Cido?" Palmer recalled the movie and laughed instinctively, "Cido? Are you kidding me?"
"Ah, no, hello, nice to meet you, Hart." Bologg quickly changed his words, and then whispered to Palmer, "Is this guy releasing secret energy?"
"It's not like that, there's no ether reaction." Palmer responded.
"He...is always like this?"
"Maybe? It feels like a debtor. Anyway, it's absolutely fine to think about any weird things from the debtor's side." Palmer analyzed.
"If he is a debtor, shouldn't he be in the same action group as us? Why is he in the sixth group?" Bologo felt something was wrong.
The whispers between the two people were obviously not hidden from anyone. Lebius and Jeffrey were used to it. Yas knew a lot about these two guys, and Ivan also knew very well what kind of temperament his nephew had.
Everyone's reaction to this was quite dull, except for the three members of Yas' team, a man and a woman who suppressed their laughter. Hart was sandwiched between the two and endured it all silently.
"I am a human being, not a debtor, nor a devil."
Hart's voice was full of fatigue and numbness, and he had to repeat these words almost every time he met a stranger.
"My appearance was caused by an accident in action. I fell into the alchemical solution of the Order of Truth and became like this after crawling out."
"Wow, if Sido became a human, he would probably look like this, right?" Bologna and Palmer discussed in a low voice, not paying attention to Hart's self-explanation at all.
"Ahem."
Yas coughed twice, causing the two bastards to turn their attention away from his team members. Just when he looked at Hart, Yas couldn't help but think about what these two guys said.
Who is "Multiple"?
He stopped smiling and became more serious. Bologg vaguely guessed what he was going to do today. He and Palmer took their seats in the vacant seats. Bologg then asked.
"Is there any progress in the investigation?"
Lebius nodded, and then Yas on the side said, "After investigation by my team members, it can be confirmed that the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce is preparing for an auction."
auctions.
Boluogo knew what this was. It was not so much an auction as a sacrifice to a tyrant. In the auction hosted by the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, people would exchange value for goods, and these inflated values would eventually
All will lead to tyrants.
"Are you going to raid the auction venue?" Bologo asked.
"Yes, but no. Based on our previous experience with the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce, the venue for their auctions is not fixed, and is usually protected by the virtual realm. Unless there is an invitation, it is difficult to find the location and step into it.
"
Yas looked slightly troubled and explained, "This part should be left to the third group. They are experts in breaking through the virtual realm, but recently the third group is working hard to attack the 'Happy Garden', so we have to solve these matters ourselves."
Already."
The third group, the Wall-Breaking Edge, Bologg had heard about this action group. Palmer called them the demolition team. Their main job was to break through those complicated and weird virtual realms and turn them into ruins.
As for the Happy Garden, Boluogo didn't know what it was yet. It might be the code name of another operational event, so he didn't continue to ask.
"Should we cooperate with each other and find a way to raid the venue and stop the auctions of these merchants?" Boluogo glanced at the members of the sixth group sitting opposite.
"Yeah, but according to the current plan, it's mainly you." Yas said.
"us?"
"Wandering Cross Road is the territory of the tyrant. Even if he cannot directly interfere with reality, it is extremely simple to warn the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce or drive them to take action. If we enter rashly, it will inevitably attract his attention, but you are different.
, you are debtors."
Yas explained his thoughts to Bologna and Palmer.
"The fact that you carry an umbilical cord with you is a passport in itself."
"Do you want us to act as undercover agents, sneak in, and cooperate with you inside and outside?" Bologo asked.
"Almost. The most important thing is that we only got two invitations. If the level is too high, it will arouse vigilance. If the level is too low, it will have no effect. We must choose the best of the two to go."
This is the true purpose of Yas.
"Are we considered the best of the best?"
Palmer asked Bologg. Even though he had not slept all night and was drunk, he still instinctively heard the danger of this mission.
"Probably, the sharp sword can crush the enemy's deadly tail." Boluogo muttered in a low voice.
Palmer's face turned pale and he looked at Ivan as if asking for help. Ivan turned his head and didn't look at Palmer.
"The date of the operation has not yet been determined, but there are several things you need to pay attention to during the operation."
Yas took out two documents and handed them to Boluogo and Palmer respectively.
"During the investigation, we discovered a mysterious existence called the Delusionist..."
Boluogo quickly finished browsing the contents of the document, and his expression became serious.
"You suspect that the delusional person is TEDA."
"It's just a suspicion, there is no definite evidence yet... But if he is really a delusional person, judging from his current behavior, he will not miss the auction, that is to say, you will see him at the venue.
"
Yas added, "When you take action, we will also send people to keep an eye on the alchemy workshop."
"But whether the Delusionist is TEDA or not, he is not that important in the mission, right?" Boluogo asked doubtfully.
He had already expected what kind of hidden identity TEDA had. After all, he was an alchemist who was hiding in the Great Rift. He had already left the Bureau of Order and joined the Order of Truth.
In the hands of TEDA, he created countless free-spirited sublimers, which brought great trouble to the Bureau of Order. However, due to the constraints of the agreement, the Bureau of Order still maintained a peaceful attitude with TEDA.
"It's just preparation in advance. You have been with TEDA for so long, don't you feel the things hidden in this guy's heart?" Yas asked rhetorically.
This time Boluogo fell silent. The danger of TEDA was not on the surface, but in his heart, what he hid in his heart.
"In this mission, both the Delusionists and the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce are only secondary targets."
At this time, Lebius spoke, and at the same time motioned to Boluogo to continue reading the documents.
"The real main threat is those buyers, and the gray traders trying to sell stuff."
Boluogo turned to the next page, scarlet symbols filled his vision, and he whispered.
