Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"Residential area."

Shirtel raised his eyebrows slightly, and added,

"Non-infected."

"That's it."

Fia Tina nodded, and as she expected, her eyes focused on the infected people wandering outside the hospital door. Some people shouted angrily at the door, and some people lowered their heads in frustration and planned to leave. Fia Tina Tina's eyes were fixed, and she couldn't bear it.

Shirtel grabbed Fiatina's arm.

Fia Tina raised her head and saw Shirtel shaking her head slightly towards her.

"No, Fia."

Silter said softly,

"Your wrist is not strong enough, and you are destined to not help too many people. No one will blame you for free treatment workers, but once you treat these infected people who you have never met and will not pay, follow-up Problems will come one after another.”

"Everyone is working hard to stay alive, Fia, people can't be saved forever."

"..."

Fiatina lowered her head.

She was silent, finally raised her head, and nodded firmly.

"it is good."

The girl said so, and she held Sturtle's hand.

The life with Shirtel and everyone in the villa is very good, and Fiatina is not willing to give up. She is not a saint. This is nothing to be ashamed of.

"Fia..."

Shirtel suddenly felt a little regretful.

Maybe she shouldn't have said so much to Fia Tina, and it's okay to save a few infected people occasionally, as long as the mud rock and herself are intimidated, the situation can be easily controlled.

But Fia Tina smiled, and she pulled Shirter away to the rear.

"Come on, Stel, let's go back. But there is no ice cream today, you have eaten too much."

Shirtel looked into Fiadina's eyes, convinced that there was no hidden emotion in Fiadina's eyes, and then smiled faintly.

"Okay, then I want coffee."

"I thought you didn't like coffee."

"Always try something new."

The two girls cuddled up against each other and set off on their way home.

......

Kelsey comes to the slums.

As soon as she arrived, she attracted the attention of many people.

Although she was wearing a dusty traveler's outfit, Kelsey did not change the green dress on the inside. She looked like a rich woman who just came of age and couldn't wait to explore everywhere. Compared to Ruper's weaker Ferin, the last Suitable as a target for robbery.

Sure enough, someone was already watching her.

"Hey, little girl, come with us."

A few gangster-like guys waved sticks and walked up to Kelsey's side, while making obscene laughs, they stretched out their hands and grabbed Kelsey's shoulder——

"Mon3tr."

A green halo flickered, a huge black figure appeared almost out of thin air, and a huge roaring sound erupted, and a black origin stone monster appeared beside them.

"Monster, monster!"

Someone let out a scream.

Kelsey raised her hand expressionlessly, pointed her finger, Mon3tr flew out from her side in an instant, and suppressed all the gangsters to the ground in an instant.

"Woman, heroine!..."

The gangsters looked at Kelsey in horror, fearing that the claws of the origin stone monster beside her would fall on her in the next second.

"Nice job, Mon3tr."

*happily neighing*

Mon3tr raised his head, waiting for the owner to touch his chin in recognition, but the next moment, Kelsey waved his hand, and Mon3tr turned into a green light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Sorry, Mon3tr. I promised Miss Fia not to cause too much panic."

Doesn't this cause too much panic? !

The few people who fell on the ground felt like crying.

My usual luck is obviously pretty good, right?Why is it so unlucky this time?

Kelsey raised his eyes, looked up and down at the few people who fell on the ground, and nodded slightly.

"You guys, follow me."

It was a tone that could not be refuted. Kelsey's words carried the majesty of a superior, and the gangsters nodded quickly.

What a joke, seeing that kind of monster, how could there be resistance.

That thing is definitely not something humans can defeat!

Chapter 110 Eight Ancient Ruins

This is an underground palace.

Located on the border of Kazdale, it is a huge ancient ruin.

Three Sakotas embarked on the journey.

Kazdel is not friendly to Sakota. Fortunately, Kazdel itself is chaotic enough, and there will be no official management of Kazdel on the border of Kazdel.

This is the task of Andorn's team this time.

A Sarkaz bandit on the edge of Kazdale who specializes in robbing passing vendors, burning, killing, looting and committing all sorts of crimes, this is their camp.

Successfully destroying a group of ordinary Sarkaz robbers should have easily achieved the goal for the tactical team composed of four elite Lateran.By investigating the information in the Sarkaz camp and the traces left by the gang, they found a huge underground palace hidden on the border of Kazdel, which was gradually revealed due to the collapse.

The robbers obviously tried to use the ruins as a kind of bunker, or as a fortification.However, the team did not find the enemy in the ruins, and the scene here was much weirder and more complicated than they expected.

After getting the permission of the big figures above the Rutland Notary Office, they began to try to investigate the palace.

This subterranean palace is undoubtedly ancient, but at the same time it is so new that the dust seems to be suspended in the air, and the walls can be touched and smoothed just after being smoothed.

Nothing unusual here.

Andorn frowned. He raised the communicator in his hand, but there was no signal from the communicator, which was normal.Relics like underground palaces usually have special magnetic fields or mysterious powers, and the ground is easy to isolate signals.

However, the time displayed on the communicator was also fixed at 10:34, and it stopped at the moment when their entire team made up their minds to step on the dark stairs leading to the underground palace.

"Captain, is there something wrong?"

Mostima frowned, she subconsciously thought that the search for this dangerous relic should be carried out by more professional personnel.

"Captain, Xiao Mo, Xiao An, come and see this!"

It was Fiametta's voice.

She is located at the back of the team, in charge of the rear and support positions, and at the same time has the task of protecting Lemuen, who is also a support sniper, and defending the rear.

Fiameta's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and An Duoen and others immediately retreated to where Fiameta was, and looked in the direction Fiameta was pointing——

——What kind of weird and complicated scene is that?

It's hard to describe in words, countless corpses kept the last moment of their lives, they gathered in front of a closed gate, all of them stretched out their hands towards the gate, as if they all came in pursuit of something.

Obviously, none of them could find the answer they were looking for. Is there anyone who stands out among these people?Fiametta didn't know.

These corpses look amazingly intact, the flesh and clothing have not even been fully weathered, and a variety of races, ages, and clothing can be seen in the crowd, with absolutely nothing in common.

If their eyes hadn't completely collapsed, Fiameta would have thought they were still alive.

It's just like......

"Are they stuck in their own time?"

Fiametta said in disbelief.

"This..."

Mostima swallowed, and she set her eyes on Andorn.

Most of these corpses have been weathered, there is no smell of corruption, but they obviously have the breath of life. Their consciousness may have dissipated, but they don't know how to preserve their vitality.

If it weren't for this, she really wanted to treat these corpses as lifelike sculptures.

"There's something wrong here."

Andorn frowned.

He immediately issued an order, "Let's exit first, and then report the situation inside to the notary office, and then get the next step."

"clear."

The three replied immediately, and everyone retreated immediately.

The expected terrible incident did not happen. They retreated to the camp as they wished, and re-pitched their tents in the camp. Andorn began to try to communicate with Rutland.

"how?"

Lemuen put her eyes on Andorn, and asked with some concern.

"The signal is there."

Andorn responded, and a faint fluorescent light appeared on the communicator.

......

The underground palace is coming.

The warlock opened his eyes.

How long has no one stepped into his underground palace?

He didn't know, he didn't even remember how long he had been sleeping in the underground palace.

He has even forgotten his own name.

"Kazdel..."

His voice was very young, but there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes. His gaze was looking into the distance. The locked door had not been opened for some time, and the huge iron chain hanging on the door did not show any trace of rust.

Crack——crack——

He moved.

The joints of the body made a stiff sound, and the sound of a bone fracture crazily came out of his body, but it didn't affect the warlock's actions at all.

"call......"

Long sigh——

Long breath——

Young sorcerers spoke unheard and impossible prophecies in ancient languages.

"A gigantic beast will destroy our kingdom, and one day the sky will split open to show people what it really is."

There were countless figures standing around him, but no voice responded to him.

The bodies of those people have been exhausted, but the power of life has been blocked in the body, and the soul and consciousness have long since dissipated. His time technique is not perfect, and even if he tries his best, he cannot retain the flowing time.

Regardless of race, regardless of age, as long as people who have passed through this ruins, from ancient bloodlines to the most common little devils, or other Filin and Li Boli who occasionally pass by here... they are all blocked Over time, live here forever.

They are all unwilling to believe his prophecy. They are unwilling to buy the clocks and watches in their hands, so they freeze their time.He is experimenting with their lives - to pursue the secret of time.

The black robe was almost in tatters, and his clothes were not as eternal as himself.Warlock raised his hand, his eyes were indifferent as if he had no emotion.

"The Quest...has gone."

He had been asleep for so long that his perception was half a beat behind.But he sat back to his original position safely, and the broken black robe on his body suddenly moved without wind, as if the sound of a clock was ticking.