Endless Debt.

Chapter 345 Safe Driving
The tranquility of the morning was shattered by the roar of the engine, the blue car rushed out of the street like an arrow, and after hitting one red light after another at high speed, it also honked its horn.

As always, Burlogo held the steering wheel with both hands, turning himself into a highway killer. Sitting in the co-pilot was Palmer, who was still a little sleepy. Looking around, I haven't fully accepted this terrible reality.

"In other words, we are going back in time, and the cause of this time backtracking is Ai Miao, who got a phantom seed from nowhere, and the king's shield guard, the loss of control of the immortal heart...Damn it! Has this time regression been carried out to six times?"

Palmer muttered in the co-pilot, and as he recounted, his consciousness gradually became clear, and finally turned into screams.

Palmer realized what was going on, his eyes widened, and he looked at Burlogo who was driving.

"Damn! Is there something wrong with you, Burlogo!"

Palmer screamed again and again, reaching out to hammer Burrogo, "I didn't do anything to sorry you!"

Burrog lowered his head to avoid Palmer's fist, and the car roared by, "Probably...not."

"That's right! So why do you only think of me when you encounter such a terrible thing!"

Palmer grabbed Bologo's shoulder and shook it vigorously, "You didn't think of me in the previous five time regressions! Why did you drag me in this time!"

Palmer was really going crazy.

From Palmer's point of view, he was just discharged from the frontier sanitarium yesterday, and went to the Undead Club to have a drink with Serley, only to find that the group of undead were celebrating Amy's arrival, and they ignored him at all.

After drinking a night of stuffy wine, he fell asleep on the bed, but was woken up before he felt enough sleep.

Palmer's expression was numb, and he imitated Burlogo's previous words, "Wake up! Palmer! Save the world with me!"

This is wonderful.

"Why? Does this need a reason?"

Palmer seemed to ask a stupid question, and Burlogo freed up a hand and patted Palmer's shoulder vigorously, "We are partners!"

In the previous five time rewindings, Burlogo always felt that something was missing during his desperate run. It wasn't until Palmer woke up that he felt that the sense of emptiness had been filled.

That's right, in such a terrible time, Palmer is really needed to liven up the atmosphere, but Palmer himself is a little reluctant.

"I'm getting out of the car!"

Palmer couldn't take it anymore. He was about to push the door open, but found a blue light flashing, and the entire door was welded to death by Burrogo.

"You fucking!"

Palmer was about to make a move on Burlogo when Burlogo pointed to the rearview mirror.

Palmer looked suspiciously in the rearview mirror, and then he saw a familiar figure.

Lebius sat on the back seat with his arms folded. Whenever Lebius was silent, there would always be a strong oppression around him, like a rock.

Next to Levius was the iron box brought out from the warehouse. Noticing Palmer's gaze, Levius looked at him blankly.

Palmer became incoherent, "Morning...good morning! Boss!"

"Now it's time to call the team leader. Lebius will join us."

In fact, what Burlogo wants to say is that Palmer, your expression is great now, like swallowing a lemon raw.

"According to my experience of going back in time last time, the Immortal Heart will eventually lead out of control... We will never allow this to happen."

Levius gave the order indifferently.

Palmer was numb. Under the gaze of the team leader, he felt that if he ran away, he would probably die tragically at the hands of Lebius on the spot.

Then we can only bite the bullet.

Palmer asked, "Are we the only ones with such a serious incident?"

Two first-stage desublimators and one third-stage power bearer, even though they are both special operations groups, the elite of the elite, only rely on this elite to deal with the out-of-order events of the time axis, Palmer I still feel a little overwhelmed.

Burlogo replied, "Almost, at least these few times back, there are only a few of us."

"This……"

Palmer almost couldn't catch his breath, so Palmer completely languished, as if resigned to his fate, he collapsed on the seat, his eyes were a little dazed.

"Next, you and Palmer go to recover Aimu together, to ensure that the phantasmal species will not be destroyed, and to prevent the recurrence of time going back."

Lebius arranged the next action at this time, "While you are taking action, I will go to the alchemy workshop and try to block the attack of the king's shield guards."

"Keep the whistle open, and join me after you've dealt with Amyu."

Bologo nodded to the rearview mirror. He agreed with Lebius' plan. After the information obtained from the previous five time regressions, their actions in the Great Rift will only be unimpeded.

Palmer didn't respond at all, letting them arrange the next schedule, he leaned his head against the car window, muttering.

"It's over, it's over, I won't just go back out of the hospital, right?"

With the current dangerous level of chaos in the time axis, Palmer felt that it was a blessing that he could be sent to the frontier nursing home alive.

Lebius is a real workaholic, no matter how dangerous the task is, as long as it is within the scope of the work, he is willing to go there, while Bologo is an undead man who fights with iron, even if there are mountains of swords and flames ahead, he can give it a try.

Compared with them, Palmer seemed so out of place. He just wanted to earn some money to live in Opals. Palmer didn't even think about returning to Fengyuan Heights to inherit the family business.

Even such a simple wish could not be fulfilled, Palmer wondered if his gift was at work, dragging himself into this vortex of doom.

"Be sober!" Burlogo reached out and shook Palmer, "The starting point works!"

"What does it do?"

Palmer would have liked to enjoy the last peace of his life, but Bologo didn't want to give him even that.

"There was a lot of delay when we set off, and we need to rush back on the road now, do you understand?"

Burrogo felt like he was about to smash the gas pedal, and the car whizzed by the street like phantoms.

Palmer's expression was complicated, and after thinking about it, his voice became helpless.

"Alright alright."

Lebius couldn't understand the conversation between the two, which sounded like slang between their partners.

The light of ether appeared in Palmer's eyes, and the light breeze wrapped around the car, and soon the wind became violent, like a fuzzy air shield in front of it, breaking through all obstacles.

Palmer, who was in a low mood, also raised some interest at this time. One of his hobbies is racing cars. Thinking of this, he was very lucky that he didn't bring his beloved Laika with him on this fatal mission.

The speed of the car rose sharply, and Bius was pressed on the back of the seat by his own inertia under the rapid speed. The car let out a roar of cheers, and rushed straight towards the big crack.

Lebius couldn't help but sit still, he knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Burrog kicked the car door, and Palmer was stunned for a second, not understanding what Burlog was doing, and then Burrog leaned out and touched the ground.

The ground squirmed violently, and a jumping slope rose from the ground.

Palmer's face turned pale, and he quickly found the seat belt under the seat, but unfortunately it was too late to find it now.

The blue arrow rushed out of the runway, and jumped into the sea of ​​fog accompanied by gusts of wind and Palmer's screams.

(End of this chapter)