Endless Debt

Unlike the artistic design style inside, the door to the outside world is very simple, so simple that it is difficult to connect it with the Bureau of Order. When you walk out of the building, the gloomy world comes into view.

Pedestrians on the street walked in a hurry, cars passed by slowly, with heavy exhaust fumes, and everything was gray, like wearing blurry glasses.

After walking out of the Bureau of Order, Boluogo came to the noisy streets. It felt amazing. In just a few steps, he could go from the mysterious extraordinary agency to the crowded streets.

The worldly world and the mysterious are so closely entangled that they are indistinguishable from each other.

After walking a little further, Boluogo suppressed his emotions... It seemed that he didn't need to suppress anything anymore. He had seen enough strange things today, and it could be said that he felt a little numb.

Looking back, he wanted to see the mysterious building where the Bureau of Order was located.

Boluogo froze on the spot.

"Yes, this is the Bureau of Order. When I first met, my expression was almost the same as yours." Jeffrey said standing next to Boluogo.

A skyscraper rose up in front of us, casting a shadow that completely covered Boluogo.

The whole building is like a delicate geometry. There are no windows on the surface of the building, or even "channels" connecting the interior with the exterior. It seems to be a behemoth made entirely of concrete, with rough gray walls and fog blended together. , the top is submerged in the thick haze of Opos, like a stone pillar supporting the sea of ​​clouds.

Boluogo was out of breath.

Speechless and silent, there is only the chilling oppression caused by the huge giant, and the weird sense of surprise under common sense, as if this is not a man-made building, but a tombstone erected by the gods in that mythological era, watching indifferently It reflects the changes, rise and fall of the mortal world.

"In my memory, there is no such building here."

Under the strong visual impact, Boluogo's voice lost all emotion.

"It's just a simple cognitive distortion. It's one of the many abilities of this 'Kenshi'." Jeffrey was full of pride. "Only those who hold the 'Pass' can observe its existence."

Bologg looked at the majestic giant. With his hand in his pocket, he gently kneaded the badge of "Rupert's Tail". This should be Bologg's "pass".

"Kenshi?"

"Yes, that's its name."

Jeffrey looked at this fortress-like building and said slowly.

"The 'Alchemy Matrix' is a very convenient tool. When it is implanted into a certain area, the area covered by the 'Alchemy Matrix' will be called the 'virtual domain', and the building of the Bureau of Order is the 'Kenshi' , is a 'virtual domain' that can be continuously expanded.

One of the "secret powers" of the "house" is to open up. It can continuously expand and change the narrow internal space and change the physical space, but this requires a large amount of materials... The reason why it is called the activity room of your special operations team , has not yet been approved, in fact, the 'reclamation room' is still under development. "

Jeffrey looked at the "Kenshi" and thought about how excited he was when he saw such a magical creature for the first time. Bologg on the side was probably the same. He stared deeply at the "Kenshi" ", you can see that the house number at the gate is still No. 117, Lingna District.

“Cognitive distortion, development…

The 'Kenshi' is the cornerstone of the Bureau of Order. Over a long period of time, we have made many enhancements to the 'Kenshi', making its 'Alchemy Matrix' more complex. Do you still remember the anomaly during the assessment? That's what the 'Kenshi' does. It's another ability of it, 'Blocking', which extends its own 'Alchemy Matrix' to temporarily make the area you're in become part of the 'Kenshi', and then proceed. Change. "

The past scenes kept flashing back in front of his eyes, and Boluogo still remembered the scene when the gray cement completely sealed the building.

"Then the 'transit station' is also a 'virtual realm', right?" When Boluogo recalled the doors towering in the darkness, he saw them.

Jeffrey nodded, then stepped up the steps and stood on the high ground.

"I won't send you off. I wish your mission goes well, Boluogo."

Jeffrey said goodbye to Boluogo. Boluogo paused for a few seconds and said suddenly.

"Thank you, Jeffrey, for taking care of me all the time and for explaining everything to me so effortlessly."

This is sincere. Without Jeffrey's help, as a debtor, this year would not be so easy for me. Worse, I might be back in prison now.

"Huh? It's really disturbing that you suddenly said this!" Jeffrey's voice rose.

"No, I just feel that such words must be said when they should be said." Boluogo thought of Adele. He had prepared a gift, but he could no longer give it out.

Jeffrey probably realized what Boluogo was thinking, and he looked a little lonely, and then he laughed again.

"Although this kind of thing is quite sad, I think it's nice to see you being able to grieve for another person," Jeffrey said. "Let me tell you first, this is not about gloating."

"why?"

"Because it makes you look like a human being with joy, anger, sorrow, and joy instead of an immortal monster."

After speaking, Jeffrey turned around and returned to the Bureau of Order, waving with his back to Bologg. Bologg didn't say anything more. There was enough to talk about, and all that was needed now was action.

With a feeling of shock, Boluogo turned around and looked at the "reclamation room" when he left. This kind of intuitive impact from a giant object was much more exciting than the employee benefits that Jeffrey mentioned.

Until he got on the tram home, he could still see the towering stone monument through the window, just like the mythical Tower of Babel. No matter where Boluogo was in Opos, as long as he raised his head, You can always see this giant thing occupying a corner of the sky.

…

After a long two-hour commute, Bologo returned home.

Opening the door, I saw a dark box placed on the sofa.

After closing the door, Boluogo checked the doors and windows. There was no sign of any forced breakthrough, as if the black box appeared out of thin air.

Observing the black box carefully, there are two symbols engraved on its surface, one is a chain and a sword, which are the symbols of the Bureau of Order, and the other symbol is a door, with a twisted vortex emerging inside the door, leading to nowhere.

"The department responsible for logistics?"

Boluogo sat down next to the black box and memorized the symbol of the Whirlpool Gate.

Recalling the scene in the morning when Jeffrey used the "Key to the Winding Path", Bologo guessed that the express delivery might have been delivered here using the "Key to the Winding Path".

Trying to open the black box, Boluogo couldn't find a way to open it for a while. The surface of the black box was very smooth, without any gaps, and the texture was similar to metal.

Instinctively picking up the badge of "Rupert's Tail", just like Jeffrey clearing the corridor blockade at that time, as the badge was taken out, a burst of shimmering texture burst out from the surface of the black box, and then the surface cracked straight. Make a gap, open.

"Phew, this thing can be used as a safe."

Boluogo marveled. He gradually realized what Jeffrey said about the expensiveness of field staff's equipment. Even a box was so flashy.

There are not many things inside the black box. The first thing is a gray-black windbreaker. The appearance looks very simple, and the tone is like the city.

"The standard equipment for field staff, a 'Hidden One' windbreaker," Bologg picked up a booklet in the black box. This should be a list of items. He read directly, "It has an 'Alchemy Matrix' attached to it, and a 'Secret' windbreaker." The effect is to cover the aura, make it easier to hide the whereabouts, and reduce the awareness of ordinary people and even condensers..."

Boluogo's voice froze. He never expected that this windbreaker was actually an alchemical weapon.

Breathing slightly, he looked at the remaining items in the black box.

Unpacking a package is always exciting, not to mention when this joy overlaps with getting new equipment.

Boluogo continued to look through the items in the black box according to the item list.

Next is a hook gun. This thing is very convenient when moving in complex urban areas and large gaps, and can easily cross dangerous terrains.

Then there were the regular medical emergency supplies, but Boluogo didn't need them, so he didn't pay much attention to them. He glanced at them briefly and put them aside.

After looking through the miscellaneous things, Boluogo saw the last item in the black box, which was also the only second alchemical weapon.

A hammer.

Boluogo held up the hammer and looked at it carefully. From the appearance, there was nothing special about it. It had a metal claw hammer head and a wooden handle. The logo of "Sublimation Furnace Core" could be seen on the handle. . The symbols of poisonous snakes and fruits are also found in the coat of the "Hidden One".

"Is the hammer also standard?"

Boluogo said to himself. He felt that this hammer must not be standard, no matter what he thought, and then he noticed that there was a label that had fallen off in the corner.

"I know you don't like using guns, so I asked them to change their guns to something else."

This is Jeffrey's handwriting. After being together for so long, he knows what Boluogo needs. This should have been decided early in the morning.

Looking at the item list, sure enough, the last column on the list said a standard pistol, and the "secret power" effect was an enhanced bullet, but these words were crossed out and another scrawled description was added.

"Vibration hammer, the 'secret energy' is vibration."

A very short sentence that fully reflects the author's impatience when writing this paragraph.

Boluogo can already think of that scene. These standard equipment are all produced in batches. After he passed the assessment, Jeffrey applied for equipment for himself. Those people looked impatient. After Jeffrey's needs Next, I changed the gun to a hammer and wrote information about the hammer.

"Shock...what kind of shock method?"

Boluogo swung the hammer, making a roaring sound. During the swing, the glimmer of light on the head of the claw hammer could be vaguely seen, but other than that, there was no other effect.

Need to hit the target?

Boluogo looked at the wall on the other side, then shook his head vigorously to shake this damn thought out of his mind.

Rather than testing new weapons at home, it would be better to try them out on the blood and minced flesh of the enemy at work.

Putting the things aside, Bologo turned to pick up the document he got from Lebius, which described the intelligence about "Humanophilia". Unfortunately, the Bureau of Order didn't know much about it, and the description There isn't much in the intelligence content that's actually useful either.

"Norm Ward."

Boluogo looked at the black and white photo on the file. The photo reflected a bald man with ferocious tattoos all over his body.

According to Lebius' intelligence, Nomu is a pharmacist who wanders around the Great Rift on the surface. In this chaotic place, he makes a living by selling illegal drugs. Secretly, he is "loving people." Several offline people used medicine to anesthetize the patients and "condensate" them, and used the philosopher's stone to exchange the "human addicts" with high rewards.

Deaths and disappearances...this kind of thing is very common in the chaotic gray rift, so Nomu was not noticed much until the Order Bureau focused on "Humanophile" and thus focused on him.

Boluogo looked at the information on the document repeatedly, almost imprinting every word firmly in his mind.

After letting go of the file, he stood up and picked up his windbreaker. Bologg stood in front of the mirror and changed his clothes. Everything was as usual. He wore a black tie on a white shirt, put on a leather tactical suspender, and hung a few handfuls in the grooves. Folding knife, from the remaining gaps, Boluogo took out several small flying knives and inserted them one by one.

After arranging his clothes, with a sense of ceremony, Boluogo put on a gray and black windbreaker. The clothes fit him very well. Under the gray and black outline, Boluogo looked like an upright sword. His fair complexion looked like an evil ghost returning from the dark night.

The hook gun and shock hammer were inserted into his waist, and the hem of his clothes reached his knees, blocking them just right and covering up their sharp edges.

Boluogo looked at himself in the mirror carefully. The moment he put on the windbreaker, the "secret energy" attached to it was triggered. He could see the shimmer of light swimming on the fabric. The light was very dim. If he didn't deliberately Even if you pay attention, it is difficult to distinguish its existence.

"What do you feel is missing?"

Boluogo combed his hair. His hair was a little soft. If he didn't take care of it, it would all hang down, messy and covering his face, like a wild dog soaked in the rain.

Combing them back hard, he picked up a hairband and tied a small braid on the back of his head. Only then did Boluogo feel a lot more comfortable.

His eyes drifted away and he looked at the coat rack to the side. Bologg took out a similarly gray-black top hat from it. He hadn't worn it for a long time and it was stained with a little dust. Bologg patted it hard and was shocked. After dusting it off, put it on your head and stand in front of the mirror again.

"It's much better this time."

Boluogo looked at himself in the mirror, and he was extremely satisfied.

He likes this sense of ritual. Whether he is attending an appointment or seeking revenge, he must be as dignified as possible, preferably accompanied by some music, just like a grand performance, dancing cheerfully, and when the song reaches its climax, At that moment, the sharp tip of the knife is thrust into the sinner's throat.

Opening the door and bringing up a gust of cold wind, Boluogo couldn't wait any longer.