At Highschool Of The Dead Inside The Apocalypse Living

After the big man finished ordering, the three people behind the big man came to the uncle.

The weasel passed by the big man, and both of them glanced sideways at each other.

“Is it an illusion? How do I feel that the big man is not an average person? The ferret looked at the big man in the distance, and he and the other two masked men sat in the corner.

“There are all kinds of pirates here, there should be many strong people.” Luo said.

Frese was already asking his uncle for dinner.

“Oh! I want a fried rice with purple rice seaweed snail! Blink.

“Two big brothers, what do you order?” Frese asked Rowe and Weasel.

Luo has already emphasized that they are people who have just been on the world news, so don’t call them directly here.

“I’ll want the same meal as him.” Law glanced at the menu.

Itachi also looked at the menu, and he asked, “Is that a three-color ball made of glutinous rice?”

“Yes little brother.” The uncle said with a hearty smile.

“Okay, get me one.”

“OK, 0.5 Rand in total.”

Although Frese listened, although it was still painful, this was already equivalent to the price of six or seven pounds of gold, but in this ‘black’ place, the uncle’s things were still affordable.

After ordering, Law gave Frese a look.

Frese quickly asked, “Oh uncle! Do you know the root fruit?

As soon as these words came out, half of the surrounding pirates looked at Frese.

They all ate with their masks half-covered on their faces, and they couldn’t help but laugh when they heard this.

“Hey, are you new here?”

“It’s really laughing to death, and there are still people who inquire about that fruit.”

However, the uncle’s originally hearty smiling face calmed down.

“I know.”

“How did you think to ask about that fruit?”

“Oh! Uncle, this is so…” Before

Frese could finish, Law took the stubble.

He said they had seen Rielcalland’s poster before and found that the root fruit had been there for several years.

They were just curious, what was the situation of this fruit, was it too expensive or for some other reason, and it had not been auctioned out?

After Luo asked, the fried rice uncle let out a sigh.

“It’s not just that it hasn’t been sold in recent years, this fruit has been there since the beginning of the establishment of Riel Karander.”

“It hasn’t sold for fifty years.”

Uncle Fried Rice said, and the three of them were stunned.

“Then what is the reason for this?” Itachi asked.

Uncle Fried Rice stretched out his hand and pointed out along the door of the shop, and from here, you could see the auction at the end of the view.

“Look there, there’s a guy there.”

The uncle pointed to an old man leaning at the bottom of the wide staircase of the auction.

The old man had tattered clothes and long beard, and although he was standing, he was almost the same height as a teenager squatting.

It’s like a dwarf.

“The so-called auctioneer of the root fruit is him.”

….

At the same time, the top floor of Morrell’s Black Tower.

A staggered secretary gently pushed open the door to the office on the top floor.

Directly opposite the office door, in a dark corner, on the boss chair behind the huge desk, an old man with a face full of fire scars and an iron hook prosthetic on his hand opened his eyes that looked like the pupils of a beast.

“Boss, the adult is here.”

The secretary’s adult was accentuated by his tone.

“Well, got it, let him in.” The old man’s tone was very vicissitudes.

“You please.” The secretary reached out to greet the person behind him.

Standing behind the secretary, the man in the dark green cloak nodded slightly.

“Long time no see, old man.”

The man in the dark green cloak walked into the office.

A string of red square tattoos on the left side of his face was faintly visible in the dim light.

“yes, long time no see.”

The old man stood up, and in stark contrast to his old face was his unusually burly figure under his suit.

“Your territory is so close to me now, you don’t have time to come to see me, it’s really hurtful.”

The man in the dark green cloaked coat laughed.

“Yes, who would have thought that right next to the revolutionary army, there were hidden core figures of the previous generation of the navy.”

“Don’t say that, that’s a thing of the past.”

The old man laughed, and the fire scars on his face trembled.

“Even the empty old guy is about to retire.”

“Now it’s the world of the little ghosts that used to be, and the times don’t belong to me.”

“The person who can set off the tide of the times now is you.”

The old man pointed his prosthetic leg with an iron hook at the man in the dark green cloaked coat.

“Monchi S. D. Long. ”

The world’s most vicious criminal.”

The dragon smiled, and after he and the old man looked at each other for a moment, the two did not mention the matter again.

He asked the old man, “What about the old friend, is it still the same as usual?”

“yes.” The old man sighed, and that sigh seemed to come from a hundred years ago.

He pressed the switch on the office, and the interior building of Morrell Tower on this floor of the office turned into a transparent mirror.

From here, you can overlook the whole of Rielcalander.

The old man pointed to the corner of the auction trading hall.

“How many years, that guy has been there.”

“Still waiting for someone who can pass his test?” The dragon fixed his eyes.

Just ten years ago, he had come to the old man.

It turned out to be a pity that he did not pass the test.

“yes, he’s been waiting too long.”

“From the time he was in his prime, he crawled to Rielcalander with his crippled lower body and established this underground kingdom with me.”

There was a hint of sadness in the old man’s eyes.

“He’s so persistent.” The dragon’s eyes also showed a trace of sadness that was almost sad.

“With his current appearance, who would have thought that in that era, he would be able to squeeze into the world’s most vicious pirates like Lokes.”

“He is already an ember in the wind, and maybe he can’t wait for the person who has to wait anymore.”

The old man turned off the mirror on the office floor, and the surroundings turned into black bricks filled with the gloomy Morrell Tower.

The dragon has also stepped into the topic.

“I came to you this time, mainly for two things.”

The old man was sitting on his chest, with an iron hook prosthesis resting on his chin.

He laughed; “When you usually say such things, you have to open your mouth to ask for someone.”

The dragon smiled and continued.

“The first thing is that it’s about to come to the World Conference.”

“At that time, the kings of all the countries allied by the world government will go to the Holy Land, and Mary Joa will attend the world conference.”

A determined cold light appeared in the dragon’s eyes.

“This is a good opportunity for us.”

The old man listened and thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

“There is no need to mention the following requirements, Riel Caland will give you the greatest weapons assistance.”

“Thank you.” The dragon bowed to the old man.

“The second thing is,”

“Our intelligence department has observed that there is a New World Four Emperors Ship Regiment heading towards Rielcalander.”