Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

They glanced at each other and tried to communicate with their eyes, but unfortunately they didn't have such a tacit understanding. They winked and winked for a long time without understanding what the other party meant.

In the end Franka shook her head regretfully and whispered:

"Have you seen the Colombian military? The power armor here looks even more handsome than theirs."

"This is mission period, don't talk about your employer." Razer glanced at her lightly.

After saying that, she was about to catch up with the boss who was getting into the car, but Franka followed her and asked with a smile:

"Hey? Don't you care? This is Kazdaele."

"What's the point of caring? Rather than thinking about these things, we should spend more time on our responsibilities." Razer replied solemnly.

If it was a normal entrustment, she would naturally think about the employer's intentions, but this time it was obviously different.

No matter what the other party's intentions are, it is beyond the control of the two of them, so they just have to do what they should do and satisfy the sponsor.

Looking at Razer speeding away, Franka shrugged and followed.

Grab the handrails and climb up the steps to climb into this writing off-road vehicle that reads as a vehicle for a large armored unit.

The air inside is very fresh, and the air conditioning is maintained at 23°. The overall space is very spacious, and you can stand up straight and move around at will, just like the cockpit of an aircraft.

There are folding tables, chairs and beds at the back of the carriage. After these are the things carried up by the power armor. The boss and the white-haired Sakaz man are rummaging around inside.

She could clearly see that those boxes were filled with firearms and ammunition, as well as some things that were not obvious just by their appearance.

She looked at the driver's seat on the other side and saw that Razer was getting familiar with the equipment. She closed the car door and approached the boss.

Just in time, I saw him take out a suitcase. After entering the password to open it, there was a glass tube inside. Inside was an unknown emerald green liquid in the shape of a double helix.

I don’t know why, but seeing this thing, Franka’s heart beat slightly faster.

She had an inexplicable hunch that it was just a very important thing.

With a little curiosity, Franka came up and asked with a friendly smile on her face:

"Huh? Is this also a weapon?"

"No, it's oriosis inhibitor."

"Oresis disease inhibitor?"

And this kind of thing?

It's not like Franka has never heard of similar products, but those are all fraudulent products, claiming to be able to suppress mineral sickness, but they are actually sugar mixed with water.

But if Iron Blood Heavy Industries...

Would you be so serious about bringing fake medicine?

At this time, W took out a tube from it and said with a natural look:

"I am an infected person, so I have to take this injection regularly."

It was only after she went out that she remembered that today was the day to take medicine, so she opened a box to prepare for the road ahead.

Opening the sealed cap at the front of the tube, revealing the needle, she pricked it into her arm. The spiral liquid inside slowly advanced. When she took it away, she used a ball of cotton to stop the bleeding.

After witnessing W using the mineral sickness inhibitor, Franka believed most of it and asked in surprise:

"This is the first time I've seen something like this. Does it work well?"

"This was developed through cooperation between the Ministry of Medical Care and Babel. Currently it is only sold in some areas of Kazdale. It is normal that I have never heard of it.

"As for the effect, it can allow people who are initially infected to live a life that is no different from normal people. But for people with severe infections, it can only extend their lifespan by a few years at most."

Zhou Cheng looked at Franka as he explained. The fat fox looked in a trance.

At most, it can only extend your life by a few years?Or a severely infected person?

Aren’t the severely infected people already lying in coffins?How many more years can this add to your lifespan?

Franka thought of her mother,

When she was 13 years old, the city she lived in was hit by a natural disaster, her father was killed, and her mother became infected.

She came to work as a mercenary in order to help her mother slow down the spread of ore disease and pay for the infected people to live in the city.

But even though the mother is already living a better life than most infected people, she can't escape the torture of the disease, and as the disease becomes serious, her body will become weaker and weaker, and her organs may fail at any time.

If this inhibitor can really cure oriopathy...

142.W pantyhose

Franka was lost for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself, with a gentle smile on her face. From her appearance, she looked like a gentle and caring big sister.

However, she usually shows this expression when she is teasing others, such as taking advantage of Razer's body to be unable to move after using the Origin Stone technique to perform some unspeakable pranks.

This is the first time I have used it in a social situation with unfamiliar people.

Fat Fox organizes language and wants to learn more about this aspect with Zhou Cheng.

However, as a driver or bodyguard, how should you speak to your boss?

Franca was very hesitant about this.

It's not that she can't speak, it's mainly because this boss has such a strong background.

She knew that the power armor of Iron Blood Heavy Industry was not limited to the ones seen outside. Regarding the civil war that ended quickly after Iron Blood Heavy Industry entered the battlefield, many deserters reported their encounters on the battlefield.

What an endless torrent of metal, a mechanical natural disaster that sprinkles hellfire, and so on.

Rumors may be exaggerated, but when thousands of people who have experienced it say the same thing, it's hard not to wonder if that's true.

Franka felt that with her limited knowledge, she could only think of the Colombian military, which also used power armor.

At least, a powerful general-level figure, right?

The more she thought about it, the more pressure she felt in Franka's heart. The words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak out. She repeatedly wondered if there was anything wrong with her saying this, and whether she might have stepped on a possible minefield in some places.

I was very confused and started to feel awkward standing there.

This scene fell in Zhou Cheng's eyes. He smiled kindly, pointed to the chair fixed on the opposite carriage, and said:

"I see that you seem to have some thoughts on this, but you are not an infected person. Do you mind chatting with me?"

"Of course I don't mind, thank you boss."

Franka breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out a chair and sat across from her, saying:

"My mother is an infected person, so I am very concerned about such things. If possible, I hope to entrust a messenger to bring some to her."

Due to the city-state system of Terra and the disadvantages of communication, most long-distance communications are completed through specialized messengers, including delivery.

Not everyone has the money to use a land cruiser for transportation, and even if they have the money, it may not be necessary, especially for individuals.

"I remember that Colombia doesn't seem to be very kind to infected people... Have you been taking care of your mother?"

Asking this, Zhou Cheng took out three orange sodas from the car refrigerator, opened them one by one and handed them to W and Franka first.

Not only did she bring weapons for the journey, but she also brought some drinks and food. W also had some clothes given to her by The Shining.Although it is slightly loose at the chest, it can still be worn in the W size.

Franka was flattered and took the soda. She looked at the boss with a kind smile on his face. He didn't look as majestic and aloof as the military in his impression.

"Ah."

She nodded and responded, but was not in a hurry to drink the soda in her hand.

Seeing him take a sip, she followed suit and tasted it. It tasted pretty good.

"rarely seen."

Zhou Cheng commented and looked at W sitting next to him. He saw that she was a little confused and then explained:

"Infected people in Colombia need a lot of money to live in the sun. If they don't have money, they will be driven into the wilderness to open up wasteland."

"Oh, sounds similar to Kazdaele?"

"It's better, at least they get food more easily."

Shaking the soda in his hand, Zhou Cheng said:

"The people there will want to squeeze out the remaining value of the infected people, and they will not let them die casually before that."

As for Kazdaele, there are no people who even want to squeeze out the remaining value.

He didn't pay much attention to the civilian life here, but he could understand this kind of thing just by taking a look at the slums on the outskirts of the city.

In this pure chaotic wasteland, human life is worthless.

"remaining value?"

W didn’t quite understand, but Franka looked emotional.

She was the one whose surplus value was squeezed out, but she was squeezed out instead of her mother.

"Franka, did you join Black Steel because of your mother?"

"Yes, because Black Steel gave me a lot of money." Franka answered honestly.

Her behavior changed from awe-inspiring at the beginning to shy, less unnaturally tense.

At this time, Razer came over, glanced at Franka who was sitting opposite the boss, and then said:

"I'm ready. Do I need to leave now? And, what is our destination?"

"Destination? I haven't decided yet. Let's see where Tracy goes."

"Wait, Tracys is...?"

That's the name of the leader of the military committee!

Razer had a look of surprise on his calm face, looked around, and asked uncertainly:

"Is it really okay if we just go?"

She was afraid that she was not going to chase him, but to deliver the food.

"If necessary, there will naturally be support. Just follow Tracys' coordinates."

"Ok."

Razer was relieved to hear that there was support.

Zhou Cheng took another bottle of soda from the refrigerator and asked:

"Want to drink?"

"……thanks."

Razer wanted to refuse at first, but when his boss opened the soda, he realized that he was not allowed to refuse.

I took the soda and took a sip. It tasted like orange juice spiked with electricity, which was quite good.

She was about to go back and drive, but when she saw Franca still sitting there and not wanting to leave, she said:

"Franka, you also need to come and get familiar with driving this car. I need to rest during the long journey."

"Ok."

Franka was a little reluctant, but she stood up and walked to the driver's seat with her.

Zhou Cheng and W were left behind. W supported him with his elbow and asked in a low voice:

"Speaking of which, why are we looking for Traces?"

When it comes to chasing and killing, you can pursue them during the war. There is no need for him, the boss, to go out specially now.

Zhou Cheng drank soda, waved his hands, and replied:

“By the way, I went south to see the scarecrow, and Tracy ran south again.

"I can only say that he is unlucky."

The vehicle started quickly, and after an initial shake, began to drive smoothly.

The building of the Jagged Headquarters outside the window was left behind, and the endless wasteland began to appear in the field of vision.

After a few more glances, Zhou Cheng lost interest and turned back to look at W. She was still learning how to fly a small spacecraft while holding her mobile phone.

Perhaps because she was next to him, she looked at him extra carefully this time.

Looking down, she saw that the thick black pantyhose were like pants, covering her thighs so tightly that the color underneath could not be seen.

He raised his hand, put his palm on it and touched it. Although it was basically just silk and felt unpleasant, it was quite warm.

PS: I slept for another twelve hours, and I was still very sleepy when I woke up.