Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

It was noon now, and the operators who had finished training and working all morning gathered towards the cafeteria talking and laughing. They urgently needed a delicious meal to replenish their energy and fill their stomachs.

But today's cafeteria is a little different. With a certain place in the cafeteria as the center, all the operators invariably moved away from there, forming a somewhat weird gap, but their eyes kept looking there, even The food in front of him has started to cool down and he doesn't care.

Because Ashes, Fireproof Girl, and Doll are sitting there, eating in the cafeteria surrounded by half of the operators. Of course, if it’s just eating, it’s nothing to care about. What really makes the operators prefer not to eat is to watch What is lively is the action between the three of them.

"Come on, Lord Ashes, ah—"

The fire-proof girl stretched out a hand to set up a meatball, and held it empty with the other hand and handed it to Ashes, with a smile on her lips and a look of anticipation on her face.

Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, Ashes still obeyed the fireproof woman, opened his mouth and ate the meatball she picked up, and before he could say anything after swallowing it, the next one came to his mouth again, Looking at the fire prevention girl, it seemed that Ashes didn't intend to let Ashes do it herself.

"Fireproof girl?"

"come--"

"I feel like this..."

"what--"

"Not quite."

Ashes' small protest was ignored by the fire-proof woman, and seeing her insistence, Ashes had no choice but to accept the fire-proof woman's feeding obediently.

The air between the two seemed to have become sweet and greasy, this is something that couples in love do, let alone under the watchful eyes of so many people, but Ashes is not the person who cares about such things, The fire prevention girl only had ashes in her eyes.

But the puppet sitting next to the two of them looked like a defeated dog.

She poked at the food on the plate in front of her expressionlessly. The shiny fork kept moving up and down, ravaging the food so much that it couldn't be seen at all. who did it.

The puppet knows that it can't go on like this, if it continues like this, she will be eaten to death by the fireproof woman, and when she completely loses the initiative, the kind hunter will also fall into the hands of that woman.

She pursed her lips, turned her head and was about to say a few words to Ashes, when she saw that the fire prevention woman was already one step ahead of her, looking at her with a smile on her lips.

It is the eyes of the winner looking at the loser, it is the pity cast by the high-ups to the low-down ones, and it is the margin of the strong.

"Crack it."

The fork in the puppet's hand was distorted by a huge force, and instantly disintegrated into several pieces.

[Don't go too far. 】

【so what? 】

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and then separated again. This is not the place to attack.

Under the watchful eyes of all the operators, the meal of the three of them was over, and the fire-proof girl was satisfied with the feeding. Ashes didn't even touch the chopsticks after the whole process, which felt a bit weird, and although the face of the doll was still calm, In my heart, I was already cursing.

What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated, jumping in her face like this, should she just swallow her anger like this?

Yanan churched a street, asked who was the father, when was her puppet afraid?

The three left the cafeteria, and after a moment of silence, the cafeteria exploded again. After all, who doesn't like gossip?

Regarding the speculation about the relationship between Ashes, Doll, and Fireproof Girl, the operators started to make up their minds again, and this time it is estimated that it has expanded to a million words.

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"Mr. Ashes, I'm really sorry to trouble you, but there are really too many children in the flower room, and I can't do it alone."

In Lena's flower room, the perfumer showed an apologetic expression to Ashes. After all, she came to ask someone to help during the lunch break, and she still felt a little bit sorry.

"It's okay, I like them too."

Ember shook her head to show that she didn't care, and bent down to play with the flowers gently.

Because of the meticulous training and continuous expansion of the perfumer, the current flower room is not too much to describe as a flowery bunch, and for some reason these little cuties are growing very fast, and the vacancy that was originally scheduled to wait until half a year is now full. , This also led to the perfumer having to temporarily carry out transformation work, so that the flowers can grow in a more comfortable environment.

The fireproof girl and the puppet naturally followed the ashes to the flower room. The flowers matched the beauties, and wherever the two of them stood, it was as if they had their own filters. They were so beautiful.

The puppet squatted down and gently touched these fragile and beautiful little lives. She couldn't recognize the names of these flowers, but their beauty and fragrance still left a gentle imprint in her mind. She slowly Watching slowly, walking until she suddenly stopped.

A small white flower separated from the others by itself appeared in front of the puppet, and she recognized it.

"This is... Mingshuhua?"

Worried that he would admit his mistake, the puppet got closer and looked at the familiar white petals, only then was he sure.

"Huh? Does this lady know this child?" The perfumer straightened up and glanced at the doll. She didn't know the doll, but she could feel the emotion in her words.

"This is the flower grown from the seed Mr. Ashes gave me earlier, because there is always only one flower in bloom, so I separated it separately."

"Naturally, we know each other. It's better to say we are very familiar."

The puppet hugged Mingshuhua together with the flowerpot in her arms. She lowered her eyebrows and gently stroked the pure white petals.

"In that illusory land of dreams, there is a sea of ​​bright trees and flowers, and they have already bloomed since I became conscious."

"The moonlight lingers all day long, the white sea of ​​flowers sways gently, and the mist drifts. The scenery there has always been like this."

"I heard that this bright tree flower is the favorite of a hunter. She buried the seeds in the soil and watered it with emotion. It is rumored that it feeds on the kindness of people... and until the sea of ​​flowers appeared, she herself Nowhere to be seen."

“…”

Ashes listened quietly to the puppet's whispers, he naturally knew that the Mingshuhua was planted by Maria, but he had never seen the puppet like this.

A touch of sadness, a low whisper.

Dolls, dolls, dolls.

The so-called puppet is something made by people according to the appearance of others. Her existence from the beginning was just a substitute.

It wasn't until the arrival of the ashes that she broke free from her original destiny and truly knew what she was.

"Look, good hunter, it looks exactly like in the dream."

The puppet looked at Ashes, raised its eyes slightly, and smiled slightly.

Chapter 474 I'm Really, A Selfish and Despicable Woman

After helping the perfumer to expand the flower garden, all three of them received her special perfume as a reward, and the Akiki flower doll put it back in place safely.

In the hunter's dream, she had a whole sea of ​​bright trees and flowers to look at, but in this flower garden, there was only one blooming quietly.

After bidding farewell to Lena, Ashes was about to see if there was any need for him, when he turned around and saw Dubin's message on the communicator.

The location is still on the deck of the bridge, and the content is still asking him to give guidance to the reserve team. Although Dubin is serious and serious on weekdays, she also genuinely cares about the students under her training. The reason for sitting on the post of chief instructor.

When the three of them came to the deck, the reserve group A1-A6 had already run around the deck here. Dubin was holding his arms and holding a stopwatch in his hand to time them. Did he shout twice to keep them from falling behind?

Not far away is the patriot Bodrocasti and his shield guards. Dubin will often ask this real old man for some experience. Naturally, Bodrocasti will not hide his secrets, but regular army training The method cannot be fully applied to these operators who are still growing, so Dubin still prefers to find Ashes as a free guide.

After all, there are such useful people who don't use it. Isn't that a waste?

Seeing that Ashes had arrived, Dubin also nodded to him, and then asked the preparatory team to run back to stand in front of him again, and then it was Ashes' one-on-one solo class.

Let the operators of the reserve group practice against Ashes, you can clearly see their deficiencies, and then give pointers, which is invaluable to their growth, after all, such a high-level training partner is not easy to find .

Ashes and the reserve team had already begun to mingle with each other in full swing, while the fire-fighting woman and the puppet were sitting on a bench set aside, about ten meters away from Ashes.

The two of them just sat down and neither spoke. The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while, and wordless silence began to pervade.

In the end, it was the fireproof woman who spoke first.

"Puppet, when did you first meet Lord Ashes?"

She tilted her head and looked at the cold, slightly defensive face beside her.

With the fire girl's eyesight, she can naturally see her essence. The doll, which was originally created to replace someone, changed its fate because it was contaminated with flames.

This is lucky, because she is no longer a simple doll, no longer to be a substitute for someone, but exists for someone according to her own mind.

This is also unfortunate, because she is bound to that person, body and mind. Is she free?Or is it just another confinement?

But the so-called love is to want to be bound, right?

"...in that illusory dream."

The puppet glanced at the fire-proof girl, and found that she didn't have the aggressiveness that she went first, and her expression eased. Her memory began to go back, and her eyes were slightly blurred, as if she had returned to that day.

"I woke up from the deep darkness, and I stood there. The memory of the past was blank, and I only remembered my mission."

"Take care of the hunter, endow the souls who come with the power of the echo of blood, and wait in front of the faint lantern for a long time."

"I vaguely feel that I have done such a thing many times, but I don't have the slightest memory."

"I know some things, but feel like I've forgotten a lot. I've also been confused about who I am as a puppet."

"Does God... really love His creation? And is my love really real?"

The puppet looked down at its own hand with spherical joints, and the fingertips touched each other, with a warm touch and a hard clicking sound at the same time.

"You're lost, aren't you?"

The golden pupils under the fire-proof female eye-covering mask exuded a slight glow, but no one noticed because of the cover of the mask.

"Ah...maybe, although I didn't know that emotion at the time, because I was a puppet."

"But the kind hunter, there is only him. When he appeared, I felt that the whole world began to be turned upside down."

"Yarnam is not a very good place, filled with tragedy, suffering, and blood, but the good hunter refuses to accept it all."

"He moved forward tenaciously, saving all the people he encountered, because he said that he did not want to see such a tragedy again."

"How could there be such a person? The figure of him rebelling against fate and declaring war with his sword held high is so dazzling that I can't help yearning for it."

"I thought it was just a madman's delusion, but he did have the power to defy fate. The cycle of hunting night was broken, and the dream of the superior was torn apart. He hunted, he hunted, he became a god, But he gave it up without hesitation."

"So this power is inherited by you." The Fireproof Girl nodded slightly, everything was as she expected.

"It's a little too arrogant to talk about inheritance. I was just lucky enough to be favored by him. Because of this, I was able to escape my fate."

"Since then, I only have a world of moon and fog, and there are more flowers."

The puppet sighed softly. She had been holding back these things in her heart all along, and it made her feel better to be able to confide them now. But why did the Fireproof Girl suddenly ask her these things?

Sensing the puppet's questioning gaze, the fire-proof girl smiled, and turned to look at Ashes who was playing a wrestling game with the operators of the reserve team.

Her eyes are deep, pointing directly at the soul.

"We know that time passes, but it is difficult to last forever."

"We know that things are impermanent and that suffering is new."

"But Mr. Ashes is different. He has experienced countless reincarnations, countless sufferings and sorrows. His soul has accumulated weight, but his heart has always been missing."

"Have you noticed it too? Under that face and body, there is a bottomless hollow soul?"