Endless Debt.

Chapter 159 Red Net
Oath City Opals, Undead Club.

The Undead Club still looked the same, with endless music and alcohol. The difference was that Serley wasn't there at night recently. He seemed to be having a good time with those women, and he wouldn't come back until dawn.

Bologo was sitting in front of the bar, looking suspiciously at the guy behind the bar, Serley was gone, there had to be someone in charge of mixing the drinks, obviously Weier, who was snoring beside him, couldn't do it, this guy was only good at knocking over glasses.

Raising his head and looking at the busy figure behind the bar, Bologo thought he was used to everything in the Undead Club, but obviously, it would take some time even for him to accept new things.

"Sai Zong, a dead dog, damn it, has this guy lived too long and finally gone crazy?" The bartender kept spitting out the words of complaint.

A skeleton is mixing drinks for the two of them... It can't be said that it is a complete skeleton, it has a leather jacket on its body and a cowboy hat on its head.

The blue will-o'-the-wisps flickered in the sunken eye sockets, and the whistling sound came from the skull.

After Thurley went out to play, Bod took over Thurley's position. While this guy was busy, he yelled and cursed at him. If Bologo crossed the bar at this time, he would see Saizong biting Bod's calf bone , The teeth are constantly rubbing, leaving a lot of saliva.

According to Seri, the relationship between Bode and Saizong is good, the main reason is that since Saizong decided to play a dog decades ago, he has faithfully carried out the dog's habit, grinding his teeth with Bode's leg bones when he has nothing to do .

After a long run-in, Bode failed to defeat Saizong, but Saizong smoothed out all resistance.

It's weird...

"Bologo, why do you look so worried, it's the weekend, be happy!"

Palmer sat next to Bologo, and the two headed straight here after returning from Teda's alchemy workshop to celebrate the rest weekend.

"No, I was thinking about something."

Burrog dealt with Palmer, and every time he came here, Palmer was the only one who got drunk, and Burlog usually just had a sip.

Bode's taste in music is different from Serley's. Serley likes harsh and passionate dance music, so that he can dance lightly on the pole, but Bode likes some quiet melodies. The calm and peaceful tunes overflow in alcohol, which makes people feel very happy. Cozy and relaxing.

Burrog likes to think in this environment, and what he thinks about is still Teda and Aimu.

In fact, what TEDA said "don't name tools" is easy to understand. Simply put, it means not to treat Aimiao as a human being.

But after gaining self-awareness, Aimu showed a superb talent for alchemy, and TEDA seemed to have sensed this early on. As for why, he didn't tell Borrog.

In daily life, Taida tries hard and rationally regards Aimu as a tool, but when teaching her alchemy, he regards her as a real student...

Burlogo had never seen such a scene, but like an intuition, he could feel it from Teda's emotions.

It's strange that the two of them should be far from being as simple as they appear on the surface. Fortunately, Bologo will be staying there next, and there will be plenty of time to find out all this.

"You said, if the stories are true and God is real, will He regret creating human beings?"

Burrogo raised his hand, and the silver snake ran through his fingertips.

"What are you talking about?" Palmer looked at Burrog, not understanding why he said this so abruptly. "I remember you didn't believe in God or anything."

"Yes, but what if?"

Burrog narrowed his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking, and then he asked, "Palmer, what do you think of TEDA?"

"Not bad, well-equipped, and virtual domain protection, very good."

Palmer had already inspected the alchemy roughly, like a wild beast patrolling its territory, while Burlogo and Teda spoke.

"The more important thing is the implantation platform of the alchemy matrix, which is consistent with the information we got before. After leaving the Bureau of Order, TEDA's main source of income is to help others implant the alchemy matrix.

Other than that, there is nothing unusual. What TEDA said is the truth. He did cross the line, but not too much. "

Palmer looks carefree, but in fact this guy is very careful. As a former intelligence officer, he is very good at finding fatal details from the tedious.

This is the countermeasure after the discussion between Palmer and Bologo. In action, Bologo's cold personality can easily arouse the vigilance of the enemy. For this reason, when there are similar situations, Bologo will involve all of the opponent's Attention, then Palmer's action.

In fact, Burlogo always felt that Palmer was a hidden and ruthless character, but his "gift" was too nonsense.

"Then what do you think of Aimu, that alchemy puppet?" Burrog asked again.

"Very perfect, with self-awareness, her body is covered with multiple alchemy matrices, and have you noticed her chest? That should be her core, the ether fluctuations are very stable, and the self-awareness born from this can further study alchemy Do you know what that means?" Palmer put down his glass, and his tone became serious.

"This means that even without TEDA's help, Aimu can self-evolve. She will carry out qualitative changes in metals by herself, add stronger power to her body, and implant more and more complex alchemy matrices."

Burrog said his conjecture, and the silver snake in his hand raised his head, and he and Palmer looked at each other.

The Snake Scale Liquid is the work of Amy. An alchemy puppet created this corrupted black-level alchemy weapon. Although it has various flaws, it can't even be regarded as an alchemy weapon without Borrog, but this It is indeed a corrupt black-level alchemy weapon, there is no doubt about it.

"Fortunately, Aimu doesn't have any fighting power, at least in the short term. It is already a miracle that she can maintain her stable operation." Palmer added.

As an alchemy puppet, Aimu is like a delicate clock, which will stop at the slightest collision.

"Is that why she covered her limbs with ironhate paint? Not only for protection, but also as a means of attack, but that's all." Bologo came to his senses.

"Who knows? Teda is very prestigious in the Wandering Fork Road. After all, if you want to implant the alchemy matrix, you can only find him. No one will do anything to Aimu," Palmer explained the pros and cons, "We use Teda's Acting in name is much more reliable than acting in the name of Bureau of Order."

"And...you'll like that too, expert? Or Mr. Killer." Palmer winked at Burlogo.

Seeing Palmer like this, Burlogo couldn't help smiling, thinking, Palmer was right.

After contacting TEDA, the most beneficial point for them is that Burlogo may be able to find a way to get the list from him in the subsequent transaction with TEDA, the list of those who were implanted by TEDA in the alchemy matrix.

Once this list is obtained, it will undoubtedly provide great convenience for Bologo's actions in the Wandering Fork Road. The identity, sect and nature of the other party will all be displayed in front of him.

"TEDA will not release these things easily. He is very clear that once the list is leaked, he himself will be the first to be targeted." Palmer said.

"I know, don't worry, take your time," Burrog said as he stood up and picked up his coat. "Do you want to continue drinking?"

"Huh? Is this the end?" Palmer called.

"Hangovers are bad for you," Burrog said, waving at Palmer. "See you on Monday, Palmer."

……

Back at the familiar home, Bologo wrote down the meeting with Amy in his diary. Due to time constraints, Bologo and Palmer did not stay with TEDA for too long, they just said hello and got a general understanding of the situation. In the next situation, he left.

But it was such a short meeting, but Bologo got enough information from it. He closed the diary and put down the pen. As soon as Bologo closed his eyes, he saw Amy's posture. It was as if his intuition was driving him. Bologo always felt that There must be something hidden under the body of steel.

Burrog turned his head to look at the wall. There were several photos, cut-out newspapers, and documents on the wall. They were all connected by countless red lines and thumbtacks, and the photos were also filled with red crosses.

Adele's incident is over, but Burlogo has not removed these things. After thinking for a while, he got up and took them off one by one, tore off the paper, wrote one name after another, and then stapled them on the wall.

After being busy for a while, Burrog slowly stepped back, sat back on the bed, and looked at the wall.

On the top of the wall is a piece of paper with a big crack written on it. Two red lines extend out of the big crack, connecting the Wandering Fork Road with Qiushang Town, and there are many nailed papers under the two.

The secret sword of the king who fled, the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce who came from afar, Teda who studied life, the alchemy puppet Amyu... the master and tyrant who wandered off the road.

"The world is like a chessboard..."

Bologo recalled the scene when he first learned about the Sublimator rank, and his eyes stayed on the last sheet of paper, on which was written the name of the tyrant.

A sudden chill hit his heart, and Burrog felt that everyone in the Great Rift was like a chess piece, under the control of the tyrant.

Recalling his pursuit on the stormy night, the tyrant did not ask for anything from himself... Maybe he has already paid the price?The tyrant, for example, did not want the train to leave Opus.

Yes, sometimes it is not necessary to pay a substantial price. As an agent, acting for the devils, it can be regarded as paying a price to a certain extent.

Boluoge got a headache more and more. He felt that he had stepped into a certain vortex, and it was difficult to observe the whole picture.

The silver snake wrapped itself around Borrog's body, and as he was thinking, it also crawled slowly, synchronized with the rhythm of breathing, and the silver scales also opened and closed, until the sudden ringing of the bell woke Borrog from his deep thoughts.

Burrog looked at the phone sharply, the ringing continued, and his eyes became serious.

Ever since he picked up the tyrant's call, Bologo has been a little in awe of unfamiliar calls, maybe he can hear the tyrant's voice once he answers it, which feels too bad.

What's more, Bologo doesn't have many friends, and even fewer people know his phone number. Who will call him at this time?
Burrog walked over, picked up the phone, and a familiar voice sounded.

(End of this chapter)