The prisoner and the sea

By the time Gwen went to see the Jackal, the Jackal had already removed the bandages.

Huita is in the ward, quietly changing clothes for Mr. Hu.

Gwen glanced at it, it was fine, there were no missing arms or legs, and there was no need to install prosthetic limbs, prosthetic eyes, etc. It would be better for Yuanlishi to keep the original ecology.Maybe my own thoughts are more utilitarian, but it is also based on the utilitarian consideration of the other party. Jackal is a very powerful source of energy. If he loses part of his energy, he will be easily depressed.After all, what hurts more than "never have, is" once had.Right, Boothwayne?"

"I brought you some fruit."

The handsome Mr. Hu danced excitedly: "Excuse me, what is it?"

This look made Gwen laugh, but she felt that it might not be good to smile at the patient, so she covered her mouth with her left hand.

"Oranges, apples, and some watermelons."

He replied that it was not easy to get these things in Utopia.Especially the non-purified ones are obtained from the field of Cat Valo and [Kaka Love Vegetable Department Store]. The authorities monopolize the level of the trade, and the fruit is expensive.But the strange thing is that, just like on the Earth plane, giving fruit baskets is almost always a form of etiquette.

"That's great!" Mr. Hu said happily, even the jackal ears quivered involuntarily.

Speaking of which, jackals are omnivores, right? I have heard a saying that the meat dishes eaten by jackals only account for about 55% of the diet, and the remaining 45% are vegetarian. In a sense, they are better than human diet Much healthier.

Huita patted Mr. Hu on the jackal ears, and there was a complaining look on the round bear face:

"You can't eat too much during the recovery period, you bastard."

"What's the matter?" Mr. Hu said, "We are driven by the source, and our wishes come true."

"If you get shot, your body will hurt. Even if you don't die, the pain is self-inflicted." Huita said.

Although Xiong said it was reasonable, he would still die if he was shot.

The human body is much more fragile than imagined. For example, if you are shot in the stomach, there is a high probability of death.

Gwen sat down on the hospital bed, handed the fruit basket to Huita, and Xiong Xiong rolled his eyes before peeling it: "Only this time."

He emphasized it very redundantly, as if saying to Cursed Blade, 'This is the last time you fooled me,'.

Gwen thanked him and looked at Jackal, "You know what I'm going to ask."

"Yes." The Jackal calmed down, "You should want to ask me about the attack, who the attacker was, how many people helped, and information about the origin force, and finally you should ask me opinion, huh?"

all hit.

Gwen was expressionless, no, it should be said to be a smirk with no expression on her face, and jumped the order of the questions in her heart: "Let's talk about your opinion first."

Jackal froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

Gwen also paused, then covered her mouth with her left hand, and snickered: "I want to hear your opinion first."

Sophistry made a sentence.

...

"After all, your opinion is very important, and I probably have a clue about the ability of the attacker, that's all."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Hu gently rubbed his face with his hands, and Gwen found that almost all Ronen people liked this rubbing action, which seemed to give them some courage and something comfortable.

He said: "My opinion is that although this strange guy attacked us, the target was not on us or you. It did this to create chaos. What it wanted was not Longyan or me, but something more Serious and important stuff. I think swarm source power would be a very good direction. It would be more meaningful for the Eternals to destroy the Old Countryman by setting off the chaos of the entire train.”

"It's really a good direction."

Gwen recognized this, he hadn't thought of this possibility before, because he took
Whether it is the cannibal faction or the non-cannibal faction, the immortals in touch are a kind of 'control faction' in disguise, and 'behind the scene' faction. For them, it is more important to control the fellow. All kinds of resources are profitable.

For the Immortals, many things depend on imports from Utopia.Their weapon technology may be ahead of the Utopians, but to feed a kingdom, weapons alone cannot do it.Utopia has a complete set of craftsmanship, and the area of ​​Utopia far exceeds the land area owned by all immortals. According to some documents, it seems to be related to witches.The witch seems to have stipulated a strict set of eternal life classes, and only when certain conditions are fulfilled can the territory be expanded.

At the same time, it also attaches great importance to the jurisprudence of the immortal.

Luna Sisko attacked his colleagues and killed several in a row, because it calculated the position and sequence of heirs, first killed its immediate superiors, and then killed at the same time, ensuring that the heir of political and legal inheritance is only himself, Then kill the boss who is directly under the boss.Followed a perfect set of 'murder chain', and completed the legal rebellion of 'according to the number of batches, according to the status', rather than 'rebelling by leapfrogging'.

If it is a struggle between immortals, it is also possible to tear down what you can't get.

"As for the number of people attacked." Jackal frowned, "Many, very many, I can't believe it wasn't done by some organization lurking on the Old Countryman, so many people, so many weapons, they must have one The stronghold on the Old Countryman. Otherwise, it would be impossible to support them to make reserves similar to this war.”

A lot of people.

Gwen nodded: "The last time I was attacked, there were a lot of people, but it seems that they were elite at that time. The people who attacked me had rotary machine guns."

"Machine gun? Hey, the person who attacked me didn't have it anyway."

In fact, it’s not a big deal if it’s equipped. The rotary machine gun is more like turning the bullet’s striking surface from “one” to “a large area” through rotation, which means that there are gaps in the bullet. People with a little bit of martial arts knowledge As long as you hold a lightsaber, you can easily kill it unscathed under the fire of the rotary machine gun.

But the jackal may not be able to do it.

"The identity of the assailant is being searched by the Bureau. They are comparing the Utopian data on the No. [-] Homelander. There is no result yet. But I believe that with so many reference objects, there should be real results soon. The Jackal was rather dissatisfied, "With so much funding and so much money, our bureau has to wait for a long time for the origin of so many attackers. The bureau is really depraved."

...

Gray Tower sneered: "The Special Investigation Bureau is such an organization. If you ask them who is responsible for this matter, all of them will be responsible. But if you say that if the work is not good and the information cannot be found, who should be responsible, it is amazing Yes, everyone seems to have a reason not to be responsible.

Gwen glanced at Xiong: "You seem very dissatisfied with the SBI?"

"He has reason to be dissatisfied." The jackal explained, "The subsidy that Gray Tower applied for last year has been approved this year."

Gwen blinked: "No?"

Jackal smiled and said, "Yes, please go home and wait patiently for our reply."

"Is it like this for a year?"

The Jackal shook his head lightly: "No, it's three months. Let's put it this way, it's been just three months since Huita left that post, and the tea was completely cold, so it took more than a year to receive this kind of message. Look, Huita , if you did it when you were still working, it would take less than a week to approve it, but you did it after you left the job, you see.”

In this matter, Xiong Xiong is indeed a little naive.

The principle that people take tea to cool down has its universality where there are people who are social.

"The origin of the attacker is very strong, but"

The Jackal’s expression was a bit hesitant, "...but it wasn’t as strong as I imagined. To be honest, when I saw the nine flame rays with the characteristics of Longyan sweeping out, I thought I would definitely die, but although it did almost kill me , but it just wasn’t strong enough.”

If this is some kind of competitive game, Jackal should be called Teacher Da Hu or Teacher Big Wolf by now.

Although what he said was indeed true.

The source power of the attacker was indeed powerful, but Qiang did not meet expectations at all.

Gwen can perceive that its power is probably higher than that of the commander level, but the level of display is at most a very strong deputy commander level. According to Gwen's psychological expectation, users of this level of source power should be able to kill the Jackal in seconds. The Jackal's False Sleeping Wolf is an auxiliary ability. So this time, the minions of the immortals are a little bit. Super soldiers?
Because it can't even solo kill a solo support.

It's kind of like a shock wave.

"According to my observation, its origin force ability is probably the ability to control the ejection of flames. Although it is emitted in the form of rays, I found that it can be bent to a certain extent. At the same time, the power of each flame is not very high. If you If you can’t dodge some of the damage, it’s not a big threat to stick to it. And then there are three sniper flames, the ballistic speed is very fast, and at the same time, it’s very powerful, um, but it’s still not as powerful as imagined.”

Gwen nodded.

He asked with great interest: "Besides, is there the ability to jump out of the flames? Or the ability to turn the flames into armor? Or use the flames to evaporate others and take away the enemy's physical strength?"

"Huh?" Jackal looked surprised, "What are you thinking, fire is fire, no user of the source of fire has so many abilities, right?"

Gwen took a deep look at him: "Yes."

After getting some other information from the jackal, Gwen didn't bother the brotherhood exchange time between the gray tower and the jackal.

After walking out of the door, let Artyom send himself to Hallmir Commercial Street. There is a small shop selling Sniper Cat on this commercial street. Because the Tea Festival is approaching, Gwen has to check the various stocks in this place.Especially the flagship product of Sniper Cat, also known as the cat lamp product.After the cat Valo bought the carriage of the Sniper Cat, it is said that he has a "big cat face" in the cat lamp. Among the cat lamps, face is a very important kind. Uh, resources?
...

The fat cat lamp with face can use this face-based, cat lamp economy to summon a cat lamp cargo channel, sign a supply contract with the witch, and obtain a large amount of witch's goods.

After the cat Valo was repeatedly complained by Gwen, he had to willingly give up the idea of ​​"cats want to buy cat climbing frames."

Instead, it was replaced with 'Okay, okay, meow, let's get some wine.

The witch's wine, the alchemy medicine with sparks, the enchanted props made by the devil loli, and the equipment produced by the messy adventurer's car.

This will become an important part of the business of Sniper Cat.

In the words of the snobbish Curseblade, 'Already feel the picture of the long line in front of our store, if she said so.

The shop is not small, beyond Gwen's expectations.It has a narrow and long size of nearly fifty square meters.A long row, the outer layer is a unique setting, and the inner layer is a strip of conveyor belts and small warehouses.Varo the cat is talking to another cat who is, oh, fatter than her!!! in front of a crowd of amazed Utopians.

That cat is not only fat! It's bigger! And it's even more cunning!!!
"Meow, meow! Meow? Meow!"

They are talking in Mao Deng's unique language.

Gwen could barely understand.

It probably means: "You kitty dare to blackmail the cat, the cat will pinch your fat out"

Probably maybe, maybe it's translated like this.

Artyom had a crush on giant furry creatures, so he rarely asked curiously:
"Are they arguing?"

Gwen said, "No, it was a fight."

"."

White Bear Shad widened his eyes, wanting to confirm whether the two cats would punch him when he was not paying attention, after all, Artyom had seen cats before.
In actual combat, Valo can understand the strange theory of Mao Deng's so-called 'the fatter the faster.

But unfortunately.

He couldn't see the fight between the two fat cat lamps at all, but instead it was a "meow, ow, cry".

"Is this a fight?"

Gwen glanced at him: "Yes, in terms of the amount of exercise performed by the cat lamp, this is a fight for them. Now that they are tired from fighting, they will probably have dinner together in a while."

The warehouse above the store has been cleared enough to accommodate the fat cat and a few people.

A box made of crates, with wine and food on it, two fat cat lamps have already been eaten, no, one should be considered a giant cat lamp.

Gwen gave the sluggish Artyom a hand gesture.

Look!
Cat lights are such creatures.

"Varo the Cat," he asked, "Is there anything wrong with the shipment?"

Cat Valo replied with a booming voice:

"As long as this stupid cat called Quill the Cat doesn't ask us to pay the cat face tax!"

Quill the cat said: "Meow! You stupid cat used the cat's line, you should pay the cat tax!"

"Your line? The cat has never heard of it!"

"Meow! The cat's cat's tail hair fell on it, that's the cat's territory!"

After intense oral gymnastics, the two cats barely reached a consensus.

Cat Valo wants to tell other cats "Cat Quill is a very fat cat" after returning home, and Cat Quill gives up her plan to touch porcelain.

Although Gwen felt a bit of a headache, since there would be no problem with the supply, she would be left alone.
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