The perspective cuts back to Trood sitting in the tank, although there was such a fierce battle just now, but after all, it happened in another world far away, so he will not notice anything if he stays here.

Looking at Treena and Roy arguing in front of him, and Ben, who didn't know what to do with the two of them, Trode smiled at the same time, but also felt hungry, and then he simply called a few people to go to dinner together. Among them, Tryna naturally spoofed Trode as agreed. However, although Trode was still smiling happily, he could clearly feel the strange gazes cast by some people, which made him very uncomfortable.

At night......

Trood deliberately found a secluded rooftop and watched the stars by himself. However, it was originally he who decided to be alone, but now he thinks about how there is no one to accompany him, which really makes him feel extremely ridiculous.

Although a lot of things have happened in this battle, in just a few days of fighting, the number of times Trode has climbed back from the edge of death is so many that he can't think of it, even if he has most of his life in the future, there should not be so many opportunities.

Trode more or less guessed that this situation should be inseparable from his strong luck against the sky. Because this time is far less than before, the things he has done can be said to be very few, if it weren't for fate playing tricks on the 'white ghost', he would have died many times, and in the end, he could even send Grana to his own team, which was something that Trode had never dreamed of.

But at this time, Trode thought of what Hilde said to him, if his 'luck' is really related to his own efforts, then this incident just presents a counterexample? Could it be that when facing a sniper, he can do a good deed so that he will not be killed first. It's already the limit?

Trood didn't understand this, and he didn't want to......

But having said that, Trode is convinced that what Hield told him is not wrong at all, because what happened after that just reflects that his efforts are definitely proportional to 'luck'......

If you don't think about the inconsequential details of the battle......

If you discuss with Derek that you will stop being obsessed after being defeated by him......

If you don't make it to a heart-to-heart conversation with a captive who is going to die......

Then it wouldn't be like that, and the lottery-like option wouldn't have been in front of Trood and Trana at all. Trema will not be redeemed, and Trode will be shrouded in the mystery. What would he think of himself if it was a chance coincidence, when he knew everything?

Also, the repercussions caused by Tryna's joining the team are definitely of her own making. Trode didn't attribute it to the factor of 'luck' at first, but when he quit looking at it, it was actually inseparable from 'luck'.

If you work harder before making such a decision, you will be driven by 'luck'. For the most part, it will be better than it is now...... Is it?

Thinking of this, Trode couldn't help but begin to wonder if it was really a wrong option not to consult with Hans, if he did it himself, under the oppression of everyone, he would not be able to implement his own method, and at that time. What should I do, or do I just go my own way? But did you still have such a strong determination at that time?

Trode was deeply skeptical. Doubting all this, he seemed to be caught in a huge whirlpool. At the center of the vortex, no matter which way he moved around him, he would be swept into deeper darkness by the vortex. And unfortunately, this vortex can only be broken by Trod's own strength. When it comes to a question that is both right and wrong, only you can give the answer you want......

Although there are not many clouds, there are not many stars in the sky. The only thing Trode could accurately identify was the bright North Star, and looking at that star, Trode's brain seemed to be emptied. I don't know where the troubles just now were, but he didn't feel at ease because of them, to be precise. He just didn't want anything anymore, and now all that belonged to him was this boundless night......

A cold wind blew through Trode's hair, making him feel a little cold. But he still didn't like to go down from the roof, because he was afraid that if he went down and couldn't see the stars, he would think of things that never ended, and that would only make him endless troubles until he collapsed......

Tightening his clothes, Trode took a cigarette from his pocket, held it to his mouth tremblingly, and carefully lit it.

"Ahem!" Just took a puff and choked, Trode is still so bad at smoking, but at this time, in addition to warming his body, he can also wave those troubles away temporarily, it can be said that a way to kill two birds with one stone, for the little complaint in his lungs, you can ignore it.

"Huh?"

Trode was rubbing his body to keep warm, but he noticed that there seemed to be an extra thing in the pocket on the inside of his clothes. Trood quickly pulled it out and found that it was something inconspicuous. Trode's instincts told him that it wasn't a good thing.

But Trode couldn't help but take a closer look, which really surprised him, and he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it twice, and after confirming that it was correct, Trode couldn't help but frown and grit his teeth.

"How did this stuff end up in my pocket?" Trode stared at the object in his hand, then grabbed it with his fist, shook it vigorously, and threw it on the roof.

Trood knew that the outfit had been worn by Treena once a few days before, in addition to him. But she was trying to disguise it, and it didn't mean anything at all. And when she was wearing Trode's clothes, she should have already made up her mind to join Trode's consciousness, and for this thing, Trode didn't think that Trodea put it.

But who else will touch their clothes? The more Trode thought about it, the more anxious he became, the more frightened he became, and the heart that had just calmed down was now completely nervous, even more serious than just now.

And just like that, Trode hurried down from the roof and disappeared into the darkness......

The end of the desperate chapter "White Ghost" ...... (To be continued.) )