Steel steam and flame

"Keep in touch with the communicator at all times. I will tell you the strength of Ficino's perception in real time to prevent him from being noticed." On the road between Motor City, Vaspia stopped Serbol who opened the door, "Ficino Nuo Sankai's perception is not strong, and his observations from time to time are just subconscious instincts. There will be heavy rain in a few days, and combined with the information deliberately spread, he will most likely think that Kobro is going to take action against him. , and will also take advantage of the heavy rain.”

"You mean, you won't go wrong if you act with caution?" Serbol closed the door and concluded, "Will we still meet here in the evening?"

"Who knows?" Vaspia did not promise anything to Serbol, "Just use the communicator to contact me when we meet. The map of Motor City is in your head, so you won't get lost here. About No. 1 Experimental subjects, if they observe new information, they need to contact us in time."

"This is the second time I have come to Motor City, and the feeling of something wrong is still there. Perhaps this indicates something is not normal. You will not go wrong if you are careful. You are right. I hope everything goes well with the plan." Vaspia said a lot, and then After driving Sebol out of the car, "I will drive the vehicle around a few times to see what preparations are made for Experimental Subject No. 1. You can also feel that within the range of sensory expansion, the proportion of surgeons is obviously higher."

Sebol, who got out of the car, put his bag on his back and glanced at Vaspia, "See you at the rendezvous."

"Be careful and you won't make a mistake." Vaspia repeated to Serbol. After closing the window, he quickly merged into the traffic on the road.

"Okay, the next place is the hotel where Experimental Subject No. 1 is located." Sebol retracted his gaze and exhaled.

Not long after, Cassia and Ficino finished the lunch delivered by the hotel, and the appearance of yesterday was repeated. One was lying on the sofa, and when bored, he took out a dagger and waved it like a show; the other leaned against the window, looking at the piles of people under his feet. The second pile of books started.

"It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon." Cassia closed the book and told the time indicated by the bronze clock on the wall, then opened the book again and continued the unfinished part.

"Well, twelve minutes to go." Ficino replied mechanically, with no expression on his face. He continued to wave the dagger in his hand without being affected by this sentence at all. At the same time, most of Cassia's attention on the book instantly went to perception. Nearly three thousand meters away, which was still the outer area of ​​Motor City, an ordinary pedestrian-looking man carrying a backpack entered his. In "sight". Along with it, the man whom I had "seen" yesterday was driving a limo on the road.

For a simple outfit, there may be a small amount of movement in the facial muscles and bones. Talking to himself, Cassia sighed that Kebro finally caught up. Did they think they would wait until the heavy rain weather that Moses liked, and the numerical advantage and Ficino's instability made them choose not to wait? Roughly comparing the information obtained from the portrait, the man driving the vehicle was Vaspia, and the spiritual perception hidden in the environment could not lie.

The other person is about 50% similar to Serbol. Kebro and Moses Telles did not come. It should be that Kebro knew that his information was no longer a secret, and Moses Tellers' size was a serious problem. It's a normal choice, and you don't choose the wrong way because of your own advantages.

"Is it tonight?" Cassia locked her voice in her stomach. She noticed that Serbol was approaching here, so she decided to pay more attention. It wasn't until Sebol stopped a few hundred meters away and went to another low-rise building that he immediately returned to his natural state and quietly looked at the book in his hand.

"What did Vaspia observe yesterday...the second-generation holy sword, or..." He caught his slightly white hands in the corner of his eyes while reading, Cassia sighed, no longer thinking about it, just waiting for the night 's coming.

"Mr. Ficino, do you want to go out to eat tonight? There is a big river next to Motor City. The fish seems good." Subconsciously, Cassia thought of the large amounts of uranium-contaminated fish she had eaten in the uninhabited area of ​​the volcano. Suddenly lost appetite.

Ficino didn't say anything, and didn't even look over. "I understand." Then his voice immediately became inaudible, "I will leave as soon as there is any movement."

Cassia put the book up and down instead of nodding, and then the room was enveloped in silence again.

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"Actually, I've always wanted to ask." General Pullman looked at the long line of limousine cars blocked on the road ahead, almost lamenting, "Didn't the Holy Emperor give you a long vacation? You are not a person who is willing to take the initiative to work at all. .”

"People change, don't they?"

General Pullman and Adolf both looked at Lisuman who said this naturally.

"I am now seventy-three years old, and I am an early-stage fifth-stage surgery patient." Adolf said in an absolutely serious and serious tone. "I don't know how old I will live to be in the future, but before I die, I finally understand the true meaning and meaning of lying." It means nothing, and there won’t be many regrets left.”

General Pullman laughed immediately, but the sound was only very brief. After that, it was completely suppressed in his throat, and his expression was distorted due to suppression.

"Do you need me to help you? Mr. Adolf. You won't feel the pain. Hongmang will also find a reason to add a lot of honors to you. We are friends, and I am willing to help you just as I am willing to work proactively." Li Suman spoke very calmly. General Pullman and Adolf suddenly stopped laughing, and returned to their usual expressions without any desire, as if they were great philosophers who had seen through the world.

"I just ask you to take turns driving a limo to take me to my destination. I don't ask you to do anything extra."

She was destined not to get a response, and Li Suman didn't need an answer. She leaned on the soft back seat and turned her head to look at the blocked vehicles outside the car window. The light in her eyes was almost completely lost.

"How far away?" she asked.

"Motor City is ahead," General Pullman replied. A temperatureless limo carries three people who have each lost their dreams. The atmosphere is destined to be drier than the air outside.

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"Teacher, there is urgent news from the molten volcano area, and I need you to know." Defoni Phoenix was looking at the latest integrated information. He had not yet responded. The door was pushed open after a knock, and a man who could not stand very quickly came in. A young man with a sad face who is easy to control.

"I already know, Macquarie told me, but it was only less than half an hour faster than you. I originally wanted to wait until the evening to summon you all to explain the discovery together." Phoenix put down the information and leaned on the alloy chair. , "Oh,,, it's hard to handle now, it's hard to handle..."