"Idiot, look at his aperture. It's a pure black aperture. That's no ordinary angel. He's clearly the enforcer of the Rutland Notary Office. And he has two shotguns on his body. It's very likely that he's the one in the rumors. Undertaker!”
"What?! It was dark just now and I didn't notice his gun. It's so dangerous to meet a legendary figure in a place like this!"
Regardless of the exchange between the two people, the male angel, also known as the Undertaker, turned around and left without hesitation after carefully observing everything around the hut. Since the target was not here, there was no need for him to stay.
It wasn't until he had left for a long time that the two special agents of Rhine Life returned, and there was a girl in tight clothes standing in front of the door of the hut, with only half of her face exposed from the hood.
"Miss Minnie, I'm sorry..."
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
The girl interrupted the special agent rudely.
The other party did not get angry because of this and said straight to the point: "According to the agreement, we need you to help us do something now. Ms. Silver Fox thinks now is the time."
"Okay, let's go."
The girl known as Minnie nodded in agreement, but she asked to go back to the house and leave a note. The special agent had no reason to object, and soon the three people disappeared into the infected community.
No one knew that a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were always watching everything that happened. The man carrying a rifle returned to the small bar in the infected community, only ordered a glass of water, and sat in the corner to sip it slowly.
The small bar that was supposed to be lively was deserted. There were no people who had worked hard all day to anesthetize themselves with low-quality alcohol here, and even the turbid air was much fresher.
"Undead brother, don't you want to go to Colombia to find a way out?"
In front of the bar, an old Luper with white hair and beard said loudly, his voice seemed particularly bright in the empty bar.
The undead put down the water glass in his hand, his godless eyes unwavering: "What is the way out for the infected?"
A poster pasted on the wooden wall was blown down by the wind. The mottled colors exaggeratedly painted land cruisers and wrote in exaggerated words:
"Do you want a large sum of money that will provide you with food and clothing for the rest of your life? Come to Colombia!"
"Do you want a woman who is gentle and considerate? Come to Colombia!"
"Do you want to get rid of your status as an infected person and return to normal society? Come to Colombia!"
A black boot stepped on the face of the man with his right hand raised high in the poster. After the undead bought enough food, he walked away from Jiubai. The old Luper looked at his retreating back and walked over in a few hurried steps. Picking up the dirty poster, his fiery eyes turned around on those words several times.
The courage he finally mustered up finally gave out. He is old, really too old. He no longer has the strength to participate in another thrilling adventure. The cruel Originium disease can only make him linger here. Every time Living every day is a gift from God.
Not only here, posters of this model are posted everywhere in many infected communities in Syracuse, attracting a large number of infected people to go to Colombia to try their luck. The reality is already so cruel, no matter how bad it is, it will not be that bad. .
With this idea in mind, countless people boarded the bus to a strange world and never returned.
Syracuse officials turned a blind eye to this. It would be great if they had someone to help them digest a large number of unstable factors. The ancient families did not respond and allowed the tide of infected people to flow into Colombia.
Among them was a man carrying a rifle.
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The Rhode Island Land Cruiser was launched on New Year's Day. The engineering operators who had been busy for a few days looked at the stable operation of the power furnace and engines, happily high-fived and hugged each other, and announced that they had stayed in Rhode Island for another year. Returned to the world's attention again, thanks to the return of a man.
However, now this man is suffering terribly from the promotion ceremony, and he doesn't even have time to take a look at how the land speeder moves on the earth.
For an operator, being promoted to an elite is a major life event, no less than taking a life-changing exam.
In fact, there is only one operator promoted this time, and that is Miss Shihuaiya, who is wearing the uniform of the Longmen Guards Bureau. She has been waiting for nearly two hours, playing Xiaoxiao on her mobile phone in boredom, and there is no promotion at all. Tension.
"No one told me that promotion requires dressing so formally. Why don't you give me a sword, let me put it on the shoulders of the operators, and then accept their allegiance?"
Faced with Zhou Jinru's complaints, Amiya helped him fasten his buttons meticulously, as if she was doing an extremely sacred thing.
"Doctor, what you are talking about is the promotion ceremony of Casimir's traditional knights. It is completely different from the promotion of our operators. Moreover, now that Casimir has new trendy knights, the old routine of the past is no longer applicable."
Zhou Jinru was wearing a tight-fitting suit that looked funny like a clown in a circus. He moved his arms and confirmed that this suit was really not suitable for exercise. It was not very breathable and made him sweat easily.
"If you speak ill of traditional knights like that, be careful if Miss Linguang finds out about it in the future and will hit you with a war hammer."
Zhou Jinru was just talking happily, because no one knew where the three apostles were now, but there was no need to worry about their safety at all.
First, Lin Guang is a hexagonal warrior. Second, although Shining is a medical staff, as a former sin-absolver, she has shocking combat power. There are probably not many people in the world who can threaten her.
"Okay, doctor, you can start the promotion ceremony now. Do you remember all those lines?"
"I see."
He turned and walked out of the dressing room, followed by Amiya, holding the medal box in her hand.
Seeing him coming out, Shi Huaiya hurriedly put away her mobile phone and stood seriously, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
The scavenger opposite them raised the small flag in her hand to indicate that it was time to start. She had a camera on her hand, ready to record the moment of promotion.
"Um."
Zhou Jinru cleared his throat, picked up the medal with both hands, and said solemnly: "The actual combat ability and knowledge level of Guards Operator Shihuaiya have reached the level of elite operators. I, the doctor of Rhode Island, admit that you have the ability to become an elite operator." I have the qualifications of an elite operator and personally award you this medal. I hope you can continue to work hard and strengthen yourself in the future."
He put the medal on Shi Huaiya's chest with both hands. Everything was as calm as water and nothing happened. But at the moment when he put the medal on, a distorted wave appeared in Zhou Jinru's eyes, as if something had been broken. At the same time, a golden light emerged from Shi Huaiya's body and poured into his emotional tank.
"This...the upper limit has been increased?"
The maximum capacity of the three skill slots was suddenly increased to 200, and even Amiya, who was closest to him, knew nothing about all this.
