Endless Debt.

Chapter 605 Happy Garden

Bologo said to himself and got out of bed. Usually he is full of energy when he wakes up, and he can't wait to open the door and chop off a few demons to vent his excess energy. But after waking up today, he feels exhausted, as if he is tied by heavy shackles. On the body, every step Burlogo is carrying forward with weight.

Pushing open the door, the familiar living room, the familiar kitchen, the familiar shouts from the next room.

Everything is not normal, it is exactly the same as the days experienced in the past.

Bologo washed, changed his clothes, and habitually walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Because of his exhausted spirit, Bologo obviously had no interest in cooking this time. He prepared it casually and brought it to the living room.

Glancing at the time, it was time to wake Palmer up. Burrog knocked on the door a few times and opened the door. A dark atmosphere from the basement came in. Burrog felt that Palmer's room should be ventilated. up.

Burrog called, "Palmer."

Palmer stretched out on the bed, then turned over, picked up the quilt and continued to sleep.

Palmer likes to sleep with the quilt very much, so there are two sets of quilts on his bed. In his words, this habit originated from his childhood. At that time, he liked to secretly put Lycra into the house, and then hugged Lycra. Sleep, although it turned into Laika who slept with Palmer in his arms.

Burlogo is not interested in judging Palmer's habit. He just wants to wake Palmer up quickly and start today's work.

"Wake up."

"Wait a while, wait a while."

Palmer turned over again, as usual, he had gotten up obediently, but today, for some reason, Palmer also felt extremely tired, and just wanted to rot on the bed, like a plant growing in the damp soil of the basement branch buds.

Burrog walked to the window silently. When words didn't work, he was used to practical actions. He tore open the curtains, and a chilly wind rushed into the room instantly.

The cold temperature woke up Burlogo's sleepy consciousness immediately, and Palmer was also awake. This temperature was like someone pouring cold water on his body.

Palmer wrapped the quilt tightly and made himself look like a fat cicada chrysalis, while Burrog stared blankly out of the window. After a few seconds, shock overflowed from his eyes, and at the same time, the nightmare that was about to be forgotten was like a tide Come back.

Freeport, The Originals, Irving Fleischer, Oncoming Trains...

"Damn it, get up, Palmer!"

Burrogo threw off Palmer's quilt, ignored Palmer's resistance, and forcefully pulled him up from the bed.

Palmer was about to complain about Burrog's atrocities, but Burrog pushed his head against the window, and the flying scenery outside the window came into his eyes.

The bright moonlight illuminated the darkness, and the endless wilderness was like a rapidly rotating scroll, which was quickly thrown to the rear. Bursts of rumbling sounded from the front, and with the shaking of the carriage, the room where the two were located also vibrated.

"Bologo..."

Palmer turned his head in a daze. The information brought by this scene obviously made Palmer's thinking slow, and now he can only pin his thoughts on Burlogo.

"This is not home!"

Burrogo yelled at Palmer, causing Palmer to wake up. After a few seconds of stupefaction, Palmer and Burlogo looked at the exit of the house together.

Palmer recounted the memory, "I remember that I was sleeping on the table, and suddenly Hart called me up, and then I looked up and saw a train crashed through the carriage..."

"I am like you," said Burrog, "but my memory is more tortuous than yours."

Burrog remembered grabbing Irving, but before he could get out of the car, the head of the train hit him, and he and Irving were the first to be hit.

Then wake up here.

This situation is too weird, Palmer handed over the choice to Burlogo, "What should I do?"

Bologo didn't even think about it, he raised his hand and was about to break through the window.

Judging from the rapidly changing scenery outside the window, they should be on the train that suddenly appeared. Although they don't know how they got up, it's definitely not a good thing to stay here.

The window was blocked by the intersecting metal grid, and Bologo slammed his fist on the metal grid. In the past, this thing couldn't stop Burlogo at all, but this time they didn't move at all. Instead, Burlogo's punch flowed out blood.

"The ether...disappeared."

Bolog moved his palm and found this terrible fact. The familiar extraordinary power was moving away from him, and Bolog turned back into a mortal again.

"It wasn't the ether that disappeared, it was our alchemy matrix, which was completely silent."

Palmer tried it, but he couldn't activate the secret energy at all, and he lost the power to control the ether.

The two looked at each other. Obviously, the complexity of this incident has far exceeded that of the past. Now that the alchemy matrix is ​​blocked, the two of them are no different from ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Palmer joked inappropriately, "Want to try your immortality?"

"If you can carry my dead body out of the car, I don't mind trying."

Burrog turned his head and ran towards the door, followed by Palmer, without even changing his clothes, he rushed out of the room wrapped in sheets.

According to the traces in memory, Bologo opened the drawer, grabbed a claw hammer from it, and threw a pistol at Palmer.

This place should be shaped according to my own memory, and even this kind of details are perfectly restored. If it weren't for my enthusiasm for work, judging from that weird sense of exhaustion, maybe he and Palmer would really be here. Can't sleep.

Turn the doorknob, push open the anti-theft door, the warm light hits the face, like a hotel corridor, there are one door after another on both sides of the corridor, some of them have been opened, and the rest of the doors are closed. Closed.

Even an idiot like Palmer realized that the situation was not good at this moment. He looked back at Bolog, who held the claw hammer without fear and strode forward.

The two were involved in this weird train, and the alchemy matrix fell into complete silence without any response. As for Bologo's immortal body... Bologo has no interest in trying it for the time being, if this weird place Block it together with your gift, then everything is over.

Burlogo couldn't leave Palmer crying alone holding his dead body, even if he didn't really die.

Huh... In times of crisis, even experts encountered such a treacherous situation for the first time.

Burrog quietly came to another door and carefully turned the doorknob, which reminded him of his first year as an intern, with a feeling of returning to basics.

Pushing open the door silently, behind the door is another bedroom, the light is dim, the interior layout is extremely simple and neat, and the floor is spotless.

Burlog could vaguely hear the slight breathing in the room, and he signaled Palmer to stay outside the door, while Burlog himself went deep into it.

Judging from his intuition, the person in this bedroom should be the same as himself, and also one of the unlucky passengers, but Burlogo doesn't know who the other person is for the time being.

Stepping into the room, Burlogo saw clearly the guy lying on the bed. Her sleeping posture was very standard, square and square, with a calm expression on her face, as if she was lying in a coffin.

Burrog put away his hammer and called, "Amy, wake up."

"Ok?"

Amy looked at Bologo sleepily, "Bologo? Am I dreaming?"

Burrog urged, "It's not a dream, get up, we're in danger."

"oh oh……"

Amyu squinted her eyes, she didn't wake up at all, she said she was not dreaming, she still got up vaguely, and then packed her things, while Burrog turned his head at the right time, guarding the door like a security guard.

When Amyu finished dressing and tidying his messy hair in front of the mirror, his dull head gradually accelerated as his consciousness became clear.

Wait a minute... If it wasn't a dream, why is Burlogo here?

Amyu turned his head stiffly. Burrog was a little impatient. He knew that there were many procedures for a lady to get up, but now was not the time to pay attention to these details. Look at Palmer, what a dedicated child, he even Wrapped only in sheets.

Burrog said, "How are you? We should go."

"Ah... um."

Aimu wanted to scream aloud to express the shock in his heart, but seeing Burlog's serious look, he was not joking, so he tried his best to suppress his voice and shock.

With Burlog's way of thinking, he wouldn't think that much at all, but Amy still felt a little shy. At this time, two screams sounded outside the door, and Burlog thought something was wrong, so he ran away immediately Going out, I saw that the door on the opposite side was opened at this moment.

When Burlogo entered, Palmer wrapped the sheet around his body like a close-fitting dress. Opposite Palmer, Hart hugged the pillow to protect his lower body, his eyes were full of horror, and he shrank in the corner.

"Why are you in my room!"

Compared with Aimu belatedly realizing that he was changing clothes in front of Burlogo, what Hart experienced was the real shock.

What could be more frightening than opening your eyes and seeing a man standing next to your bed?There are, for example, he is only wrapped in a sheet.

"I treat you like a brother!"

"If it wasn't for my brother, I wouldn't have come to you either!"

The two yelled at each other, and Palmer didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior at all. Instead, he scolded Hart, "What's wrong with you kid! Are you so childlike!"

Palmer reached out and grabbed a black stuffed animal, hell, Hart's bed was full of stuffed animals, all knitted from his wool.

"Do you understand what privacy is?"

As soon as Hart finished yelling, he noticed Burrog outside the door, and Amy who had just changed and followed.

This tender side of himself was clearly seen, and Hart's brain began to shut down, and he even thought about whether he should resign.

"Calm down everyone!"

Burrog stood up with a calm voice, "I don't know what kind of nerves you are committing, but please pay attention, our current situation is very bad."

Seeing Burlog come out to stabilize the field, Hart's mood stabilized a lot, and anyone who was suddenly broken into the room would be furious.

"what happened?"

After calming down, Hart realized that there was something wrong with the current situation.

"us……"

Burrog was about to explain the situation to Hart when another voice outside the door interrupted him.

"We are in the garden of joy."

Canary stood in the doorway, holding the empty dagger in his hand.

(End of this chapter)