Chapter 67 Respective Growth (I Wish Everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

The former No. 36 Zotland Street used stucco to whitewash the ground floor, and the two windows on each floor above it were surrounded by a closed bow to form a whole. It has the architectural characteristics of the Fifth Age around 1300, and the lighting is not so good.

In the rebuilt here, there is a small porch sheltered on the ground floor, and two-story oriel windows on both sides. The parapet continues the third floor.

This is a three-story building style that has only become popular in recent years.

In a daze, Leonard had the feeling that he had gone to the wrong place.

After being stunned for about ten seconds, he took a cane inlaid with silver and white metal, and stepped into No. 36 Zuotland Street. Then, he climbed up the steps, rounded the corner, and saw a black door and a vertical signboard:

"Black Thorn Security Company"

When he got here, he seemed to be getting familiar with it, quickened his pace, and pushed open the half-closed door.

Standing the "Tingen Candide" on the table, the brown-haired girl who blocked her face heard undisguised footsteps and moved the newspaper, revealing a smooth forehead, light brown eyes and a beautiful face.

"...Good afternoon, Roseanne." Leonard greeted with some hesitation.

Luo Shan first showed an expression of surprise, then sank her face, and said indifferently:

"good afternoon.

"Congratulations on avenging the captain, Klein and the others."

Leonard opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond, and he couldn't even raise his hand to press the top hat because he didn't like wearing hats.

He squeezed out a smile, nodded slightly, then stepped forward in silence, passed Roseanne, and was about to walk into the door inside and outside the partition.

Just when he was about to enter the office area, he suddenly heard Luo Shan behind him say in a rather low voice:

"Live well……"

Leonard slowed down slightly, and nodded heavily.

When he came to the inner area, he immediately saw Frye standing at the door of the captain's office.

The "corpse collector" still showed the paleness that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time,

He has black hair and blue eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a cold and gloomy temperament.

Leonard looked at the other party seriously for a few seconds, exhaled, and tried to smile smartly:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Good afternoon, long time no see." Frye pointed to the captain's office, "I have received a telegram, I know your request, I will let two team members follow you to act together, and you need to fill out a sealed item application one."

Leonard smiled slightly in astonishment:

"You're the captain now? You're not as silent as before..."

Leonard has actually digested the "Requiemer" potion and can be promoted to Sequence 5 "Spirit Witch", but in order to steal the power of that drop of "Eternal Blazing Sun" blood, he deliberately did not report it and continued to appease the area around Backlund Finally, with his own efforts, he found an opportunity to come to Tingen.

"Yes." Frye nodded lightly, "Actually, I don't like to talk so much, but as the captain, I have to say it."

Leonard nodded slightly and said:

"When did you become the captain? Why haven't I heard of it at all..."

"Recently." Frye answered the question succinctly before explaining, "Not long after you left, I became a 'gravedigger' of Sequence 8, and I was finally promoted to 'psychic' last month. That captain just happened to be transferred."

"So fast..." Leonard had already clenched his fist and punched himself on the head before finishing his sentence, "Look at my memory, I forgot that Klein shared some experience with everyone."

He put down his right hand and turned to Frye with a smile:

"In this case, you still have time and space to improve, and maybe you can become a deacon in the future."

Frye glanced at him, retracted his gaze and said:

"I shouldn't be looking for a promotion anymore."

"Why?" Leonard walked a few steps, came to Frye's side, and asked in a little surprise.

Frye looked up at the ceiling, and said in a low and gentle voice:

"I want to stay here.

"Always protect this place."

Leonard fell silent for a moment without responding.

He looked left and right, only to feel that there has been a major transformation here, but there are some things that remain unchanged.

Frye was also silent for a while, and then said:

"I'll send two team members to follow you."

While speaking, he walked towards the bottom of the aisle, and Leonard followed subconsciously.

In the office at the bottom, the door was open, and several Nighthawks were playing cards and fighting evil there.

Sensing the captain's approach, they all put down their poker and stood up.

Leonard glanced over and saw two familiar faces, Luo Yao with smooth black hair and slender eyebrows, and Sika with white hair and black pupils.

At the same time, he also saw a few strange faces, and saw pennies, soules and playing cards on the table.

For a moment, he was in a trance, and his vision was a little blurred.

…………

In the waters of Rorsted Islands, in a small port with a fishing village, the bottom cabin of "Future".

Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs, folded his arms, and carefully examined the mushroom in front of him.

The mushroom was 1.8 meters tall with the cap on it, and there were a few bright red spots on the white surface, like eyes, nose and mouth.

In addition to these, its torso also protruded with spores, growing thick and powerful white hyphae like tentacles.

Frank looked the giant mushroom up and down a few times, then looked around, looked at the wooden walls, floors, and all kinds of mushrooms that were long or short, big or small, and said to the "craftsman" Xia beside him. Golf said:

"That's right, this experiment has made progress again. This mushroom has a strong tendency to self-reproduce, and this will make it hungry, and it urgently needs the flesh and blood of monsters to supplement it.

"Whether it is roasted or boiled, its activity can be eliminated, and it is no longer so dangerous.

"Uh, how does it taste? Didn't you taste it just now? Its offspring will randomly smell of beef, fish, and wheat, and some are even full of milk. One plant can meet the needs of a breakfast." , You see, the crew members don’t like to drink now, and there are mushrooms that can be picked everywhere... I was thinking, sometimes, when I go to the wilderness, in order to fill my stomach, I need to carry dry food or hunt wild animals, which is too much trouble , if you can grow mushrooms on your body, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

"Craftsman" Scharf lost a lot of weight when he was in Bayam, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were dull, and he lacked a sense of agility.

Hearing Frank's words, he didn't know what to recall, his body trembled slightly, he squatted down silently, opened his mouth, and vomited.

"Are you okay? I know you have worked hard, and I really have to thank you during this time." Frank said to the "craftsman" sincerely, "If it weren't for you, this mushroom would not have such a strong tendency to self-reproduce, and, under the moonlight , its vitality will become extremely tenacious, and it can purify itself, which can effectively eliminate the toxins accumulated by devouring monsters. The only problem at present is that there is no moonlight in pure darkness, and this is the problem we need to solve next."

Sharf didn't speak. After vomiting, he stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to rush outside, but thick and powerful white hyphae spread over, entangled him and pulled him back.

"Give me back my magical item! I'm going to die with these mushrooms!" He yelled frantically, his voice getting lower and lower, his mouth seemed to be gagged.

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the green vines retracted rapidly, as if they were growing backwards.

"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya stepped out of it, her eyes were deep purple mixed with silver.

The illusory ravings from the "hidden sage" still echoed in her ears, but she no longer felt the horror. A heavy and thick curtain is an invisible line of sight cast from nowhere.

Compared with before, she has been able to vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the curtain, and she has been able to witness round after round of moons of different colors in the sky. They are blood red, silver white, dark brown, or blue, like a bird. Eyes that look only at the earth.

Cattleya's mind froze for a moment, and she quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

She has relied on analyzing the blood of the "Snake of Destiny", completed the ceremony, obtained divinity, and became a Sequence 4 of the "Secret Peer" pathway, "Mysticist"!

However, she remembered that the Queen once warned her:

Among all the Sequence 4s of the twenty-two pathways, "occultist" is the "occupation" that is most likely to encounter danger, because it often sees things that should not be seen, hears voices that should not be heard, and touches things that should not be heard. The secret to touch.

Therefore, if a "occultist" wants to live for a long time, he must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his corresponding behavior.

Taking off the heavy glasses clipped to her clothes, Cattleya put them on the bridge of her nose, but the various things she saw in her eyes that did not belong to the real world did not disappear.

She twitched the corners of her mouth in half self-deprecating and half satisfied, knowing that this item could no longer seal her secret-peeping eyes.

She closed her eyes for a while, and then opened them. Those pupils were already dark, without the mysterious deep purple and silvery white.

Huh... Cattleya breathed a sigh of relief, and walked slowly towards the location of the "Future", as if she just got off the ship and took a walk.

She didn't intend to spread the news that she became a demigod, and she didn't expect to quickly become the fifth king of the sea. To her, this was one of the trump cards in the dangerous world, and she would not throw it easily.

…………

Bridge South District, Rose Street.

As soon as Emlyn's carriage drove into this street, he saw a blurred figure with slightly messy hair, a white shirt and a black vest protruding from the opposite seat. This was a young man who looked like a wraith.

"Long time no see, Mr. Maric." Emlyn smiled without panicking.

Maric nodded slightly:

"I'm here to tell you that we are ready to discuss a specific plan of action."

PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family reunion~