Joey didn't take Katrin's matter to heart. With the Sheriff in front of him, he thought no one would pay attention to a little person like him.
The life of a small citizen should be as plain as water, right?
In the basement, Alyssa excitedly held a fully ripe fruit.
"Joy, we did it"
"Alyssa, it seems we are lucky today"
Coming from the gourmet capital of China, he had long been fed up with the mutated food in this world, which was either full of poison or difficult to swallow.
After this period of research, Joey discovered that the attributes of his Lucky Master allowed him to do certain things with ease.
The first thing I do when I get up every day is to throw a coin and pray to the great existence above the gray fog.
It must also be admitted that Alyssa is a genius, certainly in farming.
The experiment was successful. Not only did she rewrite the genetic code of plants, she also found a sound breeding method.
These seeds can now not only survive in sterile petri dishes, but can also thrive in mutated black soil.
"Alyssa, this will be a moment that will go down in history, and the people of Senegal will remember you."
Although only one plant has been successfully cultivated now, Joey can already see the beautiful situation in the future, where there will be no more hunger and no more plundering.
Senegal, who has solved the food problem, can free up more time to explore the depths of darkness, and the day when he steps out of the darkness will not be too far away.
Alyssa held up her skirt and spun around, like a happy elf.
As long as this matter is announced, with the promotion of official power, it will definitely spread throughout Senegal.
Everything is developing in a beautiful direction.
. . . .
In Senegal, in a certain area of the outer city, there is a narrow, dirty sewer full of stench.
Katrin Winter ran with blood all over her body. She didn't let out a long sigh of relief until she ran out of the sewer and stood on the dry ground again.
Looking up at the sky and confirming the direction, Katrin speeded up and left anxiously, not caring about the bleeding wounds on her body.
After she left, two figures suddenly appeared.
One of them asked in a tentative whisper:
"Why don't we get rid of her?"
The other man was wearing a hood and his face couldn't be seen clearly, but he could tell that his voice was calm and he must be quite young.
"Killing a Sergeant of the Survey Corps will alert the enemy. Moreover, Nightmare has confirmed that Major Katrin doesn't know anything. Go to the West District and get rid of that little tail."
"yes!"
. . . .
West District, Sheriff's Department, Katrin rushed in gasping for air.
During the period of Katrin's disappearance, Vader Wesker was extremely busy, and when he suddenly saw her return, he was shocked.
"Major Katrin, what are you doing?"
Katrin's body was covered with wounds, large and small.
"Captain, it's too late. Go to the West District quickly. Joey may be in danger."
Joey?
Why does this name seem familiar?
Wade Wesker pondered for a moment, and his expression froze. Katrin had fallen straight down, and he quickly supported her.
"Katlin?"
After saying hello and asking the doctor to come over, he led the two people straight to the West District.
. . . .
Joey was in a very happy mood during this period. Not only had he made great experimental breakthroughs in farming, but his father, Tony Creevey, had recovered from his injury and now no longer needed to rely on magic paper figures to communicate.
Joey also gave him a simple wheelchair and took time out every day to push old Tony out for a walk.
This day was like usual. I took my dad out for a walk early in the morning. When I came back, Alyssa had already prepared a hearty breakfast.
Now they no longer need to save food, and their quality of life has gradually improved.
At the dinner table, Joey praised Alyssa's cooking skills without hesitation.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Boom!"
"Strange, it seems like there are always people visiting me lately"
Joey glanced at Alyssa, and she reluctantly took her tableware to the basement.
There was no way, Alyssa's identity was too sensitive, and he suggested several times that Alyssa dye her hair to another color, but she was not happy.
Golden brown hair was a sign of nobility. If anyone discovered her presence, it would cause unnecessary trouble.
Opening the door, there was a short guy with a pockmarked face. A long windbreaker covered his whole body, leaving only his head outside.
"Who are you?" Joey asked warily.
The man in front of the door grinned, revealing his sallow teeth, and answered in a calm tone.
"Do you know Katrin Winter?"
Joey was startled for a moment. It's Katrin again. Could it be that the Sheriff's Department has some latest situation?
This guy doesn't look like a police officer?
Joey kept an eye on it, with a blank expression on his face.
"I don't know you. What can I do?"
The reason why he dared to answer like this was because he had already told the truth to Vader Wesker before, which meant that it had been put on record. Even if it was exposed, he would have an excuse to prevaricate.
From another perspective, if this person is not from the Sheriff's Department, he must pretend to know nothing out of self-protection.
Joey had already made up his mind to go straight to Vader Wesker.
"Cheating is not a good boy"
The man in the trench coat adjusted his collar, and then solemnly extended his hand: "Hello, my name is Wayne, from the Survey Corps."
Not the Sheriff's Department, but the Survey Corps?
Survey Corps, if you think about it, Katrin seems to belong to this organization.
Joey stretched out his hand and responded politely.
"Joy Creevey"
"Mr. Creevey, aren't you going to let me come in and sit down for a while?" Wayne smiled politely.
Joey staggered around and made a gesture of invitation to get out of the way.
He was still thinking about how to trick the other party away.
Tony, who was having a meal, suddenly shouted in horror.
"Joy, run away quickly, he is a follower of the Necromantic Cult"
In the blink of an eye, old Tony had pounced on Wayne. However, in the hands of a Sequence 8, Night Apostle, he was like a fly shaking a tree.
The Necromantic Cult is a cancer hidden in the dark depths of Senegal. They believe in the Defiled One, Julius, who was the former Archangel and the most hated betrayer of the ancient Sun God.
Joey was stunned on the spot. When he came back to his senses, Separation Creevey had been grabbed by Wayne's neck and carried in mid-air.
A sinister and indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that there is a little mouse of sequence nine here. The Fierce Sun Path is always so disgusting."
If the undead represent darkness, then the blazing sun represents justice and light. The extraordinary beings of the two paths have been mutually exclusive and hostile to each other from the beginning. This is misleading due to their extraordinary characteristics.
