Embers Ad Infinitum

Han Wanghuo didn't wait too long. Five or six minutes later, a woman walked into the small shop selling moonshine.

Yan Miao raised his right hand and gestured:

"This way."

Han Wanghuo followed and saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.

She is very young, about twenty years old. She is short, probably less than 1.6 meters tall. Her facial features are neither beautiful nor ugly, and she has the unique softness of the Gray Earth people.

After the first glance, Han Wanghuo noticed that the woman's face was not very good, and her figure was slender and thin, giving people the feeling that she was not healthy enough due to illness.

She has short hair, tanned skin, and wears a black short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of denim blue trousers on her legs, and brown large-toe shoes.

This set was obviously found in the ruins of cities in the old world. There are no patches or cracks, but it is very old.

The visitor walked to Yan Miao's side, opposite Han Wanghuo, and slowly sat down.

From the way she walked, Han Wanghuo couldn't tell that she was terminally ill.

At the same time, he also discovered that the woman had a bulging bag on her waist, and there should be a pistol hidden there.

"Let me introduce you." Yan Miao said with a smile, "Zeng Duo, a volunteer organ donor. Haha, I don't know if it's his real name, and I don't need to know it. It's just a code name anyway."

He immediately said to Zeng Duo:

"Old Han, he only gave his surname but not his name. I was also very embarrassed and could only call him that.

"We are all from the Gray Earth, so there is no need to be too formal."

"Hello." Zeng Duo nodded to Han Wanghuo.

Han Wanghui responded with the same action:

"Hello."

"Would you like something to drink? The moonshine here is very good. The boss used to be the winemaker of a noble manor." Yan Miao livened up the atmosphere, as if he was really arranging a blind date, "Haha, of course it's not my treat. Do I seem like such a generous person?”

"Forget it." Zeng Duo paused and said, "I don't drink."

"I'll beg you." Han Wanghuo thought that the girl across from him wouldn't live long, and for a moment he felt sorry for her.

Anyway, he had been a peace officer in the smuggling node of Hongshiji for so long, and had accumulated a lot of supplies, so he was quite well off.

Zeng Duo shook his head again:

“I don’t drink because I hate it.

"It's such a waste of food. Many people in the land are hungry."

Yan Miao sighed:

"Why bother? This food can't reach their hands, so it's better to comfort our stomachs.

"You are saving money for Lao Han."

He ended the topic with regret and said to Han Wanghuo:

"Zeng Duo is willing to donate her heart to you, but she needs a high reward."

Zeng Duo nodded beside him, indicating that what Yan Miao said was correct.

She thought for a moment and added:

"If you are worried and afraid that I will not fulfill the contract and run away secretly, then from now on, I will be by your side and under your watchful eye."

Han Wanghuo's messy and vicious eyebrows moved:

"Aren't you afraid that I'll find a chance to knock you out and take you to the clinic? You don't even need to pay for it."

"Ha, you are such a good person, you actually reminded her." Yan Miao laughed and shook his head, looking like he hated iron.

Zeng Duo calmly replied:

"I still have enough ability to protect myself."

Han Wanghuo took a breath, exhaled it slowly, looked into her eyes and said:

"Tell me, what's the request?"

Zeng Duo replied calmly:

"Save a town."

…………

The highest arena, in the noble box.

Seeing General Phocas leading a group of people in, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong just glanced at each other and then withdrew their gaze, so as not to attract the other party's attention and be seen.

Phocas didn't pay attention to them. He just glanced around casually, then entered his own room and sat down.

Shang Jianyao looked over there and said with regret:

"Dukas is not here."

He was referring to the muscle-obsessed Major of the City Defense Army.

"Cassir didn't come either." Jiang Baimian nodded, "They are officers of the city defense army, not Phocas's personal bodyguards. They cannot follow them at any time."

Long Yuehong originally wanted to ask Shang Jianyao why he regretted that Dukas did not come, but thinking of his identity as a servant, he forcibly shut his mouth.

Fortunately, Jiang Baimian "helped" him by asking:

"What, you want to use your current appearance to have an arm-wrestle with him?"

Shang Jianyao cast his gaze towards the arena below, shook his head seriously and said:

"No, I want him to have another arm-wrestling with you now.

"If he fails to recognize you, he will feel that he has lost to women twice in a row. He will definitely be greatly shocked. He will no longer be superstitious about muscles and look down on women with less exaggerated muscles."

"You are so kind..." Jiang Baimian didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for Ducas.

Then, she nodded invisibly and said to herself:

"In the absence of Ducasse and Cassirer, General Phocas is still surrounded only by guards and no bodyguards... This shows that he is very confident in his own strength..."

While they were talking, more nobles entered the box one after another with their servants and bodyguards.

About ten minutes later, Long Yue's eyes lit up and he saw one of the two major goals of this trip to the First City:

Ole's grandson Marcus!

He is not very similar to his cousin Aviya. His hair color is more yellow than golden, his eyes are light blue, his nose is pointed, his lips are thick, his face is slightly horizontally developed, and his overall appearance is very ordinary, only about 1.85 meters tall. It can be done.

While walking, Marcus always had a smile on his face, but there was no smile at all in his eyes. When he didn't make eye contact with others, he even looked sinister.

"It seems that his temper is not very good. Maybe the environment is too depressing." Jiang Baimian tried his best to suppress his voice and commented in a low voice.

As the descendants of Aure, although Marcus and Avia received a lot of preferential treatment and strict protection, they were also very vigilant. They could neither join the army nor become senators. They had almost no control over various matters in the "Primary City". Without the right to speak, he is like a pet raised in captivity.

Anyone who is ambitious and wants to achieve something will find this environment very depressing.

Shang Jianyao immediately made suggestions:

"He should be given old world entertainment material."

"Not everyone will be addicted to this. Some prefer to make a difference in reality." Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Marcus, lest he be noticed by the strong man who secretly protected the descendant of Ole.

Of course, during this process, Shang Jianyao deliberately made eye contact with Marcus according to the pre-arranged plan.

He nodded slightly as a greeting.

This is mainly for the sake of familiarity.

Marcus nodded politely, as he did to other nobles.

He was not surprised by Shang Jianyao's unfamiliarity. After all, after two or three generations of reproduction, coupled with the continuous flow of military nobles, the number of people in the upper class of the "Primary City" was not large at all, unless they usually hung out in the same circle, or both parties The parents are prominent and have a high status. It is normal for the children of the nobles to be strangers to each other.

This does not include the existence of a large number of illegitimate children.

Of course, once the family tree is reported, they will still know whose child this is.

After no longer looking at Marcus, Jiang Baimian glanced at the four bodyguards he brought with him.

They were tall and strong, dressed in black, and wore sunglasses on their noses, making it difficult to tell where they were looking.

This performance was too professional, making Jiang Baimian suspect that there were no awakened people, deformed people or transformed people among them, they were just ordinary bodyguards used to show that everything was normal.

As for the strong man in the dark, she has found no trace for the time being.

Not long after Marcus took his seat, the doors on both sides of the arena opened, revealing the situation behind the iron fence.

On the right side of the noble box is today's gladiator. He is usually locked in the room behind the iron fence and exists only for competitions.

He is a Red River man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with short blond hair, wearing leather armor, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, as if he had just returned from the classical era.

The gladiator had a thick beard on his face, and his eyes showed obvious anger and frustration.

According to the promotional materials before the game, Jiang Baimian knew that he was originally a citizen, who fought bravely and had a bright future. Unfortunately, during one operation, he disobeyed the orders of a noble officer, causing losses to the team. He was arrested and sentenced, and became a slave.

After that, he took the initiative to apply to be a gladiator, hoping to win freedom with his life.

This time, his opponent is a deformed creature.

Even just looking at it from a distance, Long Yuehong felt the strong pressure of the creature.

This was a black tiger that was slightly larger than its kind. It had two heads on its neck, and it let out a low, threatening roar.

Bang, bang, bang!

Most of the spectators in the arena slapped the specially-made armrests of their seats, creating a sound like a drumbeat.

The atmosphere immediately became lively.

Jiang Baimian noticed that Marcus was also slapping, acting very enthusiastically, and seemed to be immersed in it.

At this moment, a nobleman picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Suddenly, he choked and coughed repeatedly.

This was not a big deal at first, but the noble couldn't stop coughing. His face turned red quickly, his body bent, and he fell to the ground.