The mist twisted slightly, and the face formed also became distorted.

The original lifelike, at this time, only weirdness was left.

What's even more strange is that in the face of the inquiry from the superior evil spirit, the foggy face said it all in a daze.

"I won't tell you that we are not 'residues' at all."

"I won't tell you, that's what we planned."

"I won't tell you that we have already achieved unexpected advantages."

One sentence after another.

The expression of the evil spirit at the superior position became more serious with the other party's words.

Regarding the copy world in front of you, the evil spirit who has always followed Qin Ran knows what's going on.

It and its boss are intruders.

That ‘broker’ is also considered an intruder.

However, the other party has a forward hand and arrangement.

Although only one of the ‘Bol’s’ is locked now, it believes that since the entry point of the ‘broker’ is ‘Bol’, then there must be something different about ‘Bol’.

Moreover, the evil spirit at the top is sure that his boss follows the other party because of this.

Otherwise, based on its understanding of its boss, it will be a plan to maximize profits at this time, rather than a counterattack.

It's just thinking about what the "broker" wants.

And now...

"Is that what that guy wants?"

"A riot?"

While guessing, the evil spirit at the upper level told Qin Ran everything he saw and heard in his ears.

Then, the upper evil spirit who received the new order directly placed the bone bracelet into the dark pocket of the sleeve.

Hard steel is impossible to hard steel, and you can only rely on illusion to barely complete the boss's task.

Thinking about the boss's new task, the evil spirit above silently muttered in his heart.

Then, the night wind blew.

The figure disappeared.

...

call.

As the night wind blew, many people subconsciously shrank their necks.

The night wind in the North Land is not as comfortable as in the south.

It is cold and drills on bones.

Even if you are wearing a cotton coat and standing and blowing for half an hour, you will be numb all over your body, especially your exposed nose and ears, which will cause frostbite.

Therefore, when everyone passed by Sivarka, they looked at this man in surprise, wearing casual clothes, not wearing coats, and hats, and a scarf.

The other party stood in the night, looking up at the moon.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

It seems to be a smile.

It seems to be disdainful.

It's hard to tell what he is doing.

Some people think they have seen an idiot or a fool, and can't help but curl their lips.

Some people fled in a hurry, thinking they saw the lunatic.

Some people were surprised and confused.

These people are the kind of people with extraordinary knowledge, and they are confirming whether Sivarka has extraordinary power.

Sivarka didn't care about this at all.

He didn't have much time to "rest" and he didn't have time to waste with these people.

Especially when he had a conflict with some people during the first "rest", he ended the "rest" early, and canceled the subsequent news, Sivarka had long learned to be calm.

Otherwise what to do?

Can you still die?

No.

Sivarka knew how afraid of death he was.

When he was a mercenary, he had the despicable name of "Sivarka, who was afraid of death".

However, he didn't care.

The most important thing is to live, isn’t it?

Only by living can you have hope.

Dead...

Then it's really all over.

He admires those guys who claim to be brave and charge forward every time, so every time he visits the grave, he always brings an extra bunch of wild flowers picked from the roadside.

liquor?

Sorry, it would be nice if the timid Sivarka could have a full stomach.

No extra money, go buy wine.

After becoming a deacon with a knife, Sivarka could eat every time and had a glass of wine every day, which was something he once hoped for.

Sour and sweet, very good.

If the color is not red, he will like it even more.

When Shivarka thought of the red liquid, her throat began to itch and her whole stomach twitched.

vomit!

Holding on the wall next to it.

Sivarka retching for a while.

This is the sequelae of using ‘residue’.

Between the adult's index finger, the thumb, the eyes of an adult woman, and a liter of blood (preferably a virgin), the latter is given to him.

After all, the latter can be regenerated.

But one liter!

Even if it is water, it has to be drunk for a long time.

What's more, blood!

If Sivarka hadn't been punished for worrying about not being able to complete the task every time she was worried about not being able to complete the task, Sivarka would never touch those things.

This made him feel that he was no different from the rumored blood-sucking demons.

No!

Those blood-sucking demons are much more courageous than me.

What am I?

I'm just the timid Sivarka.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

A tender female voice rang out.

Sivarka looked up and saw a little girl dressed in a very simple manner and covered with patches standing there, looking at him worriedly.

Sivarka looked around.

Only then did I realize that at some point, I actually reached the shanty town of the Lower Seventh Ring Road in Etantinburg.

This is considered a slum in Etantino.

Some bankrupt businessmen.

Disabled people who have lost their labor force.

In the end, there will be a home here.

Of course, it also includes some women and children.

Obviously, the other party is one of them.
To be continued...