Kasia felt like she could see better. This status does not necessarily bring simple dangers, but may also bring unexpected benefits and opportunities to oneself. Entering the organization is a reflection of the benefits of this status, and now, and for a long time to come, the superior sees himself as a hidden threat. But this threat always has a "hidden" premise, in their thinking, there are too many threats, and having more of themselves will not have a big impact, perhaps.

Would it be more correct to look at it as something that can be used as the core of many plans?

As she gradually thinks about this, Kasia is bound to change when she looks at many things. He has absolute self-consciousness, but over time, Kasia knows that he is also imperceptibly adapting to the environment and direction of the current era, so that he can move forward along the steel wheel, and maybe he can climb up and go faster.

On the evening of his return to Larsa, when Adolf and Trevicon had finished asking and explaining some things, Kasia went to the house's own arsenal and chose the weapon he had at his disposal.

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening when he left the house, and with the money from the dozen or so bearer bank cards, Kasia found and obtained all the things he needed at the moment in the black market—information about Tasli and a team specializing in the preservation of corpses. The advanced communication machine was also contacted, and after the deposit was paid, I heard from the seller that the goods were already on the way. That's all there is to it.

The border forest has a great impact on Larsa, and Kasia followed the information to the riverside area of the city again, and there were less than half of the pedestrians around, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the information from the forest had spread among the group of surgeons here. What changes this will bring to the future, Kasia has no clue for the time being. He thinks that when Isha returns, he will have the opportunity to learn how to analyze and capture these changes.

Listening to the conversation among the people around him, Kasia unleashed sonic pulses and locked onto the tavern where Tasli was located. It was clear to the mind that these intelligence merchants were earning double honorariums each time, and it was not surprising that the tavern would be protected by the addition of protection personnel.

But what was the use? Diagonally across the tavern, Cassia put her hands in the pockets of her trench coat, the evening breeze beating her stern face, facing the glittering river, waiting for the dawn of the morning. The scenery in my eyes changed color with the night, and it was all black and white. While locking on to Tasli at all times, Kasia walked back and forth along the river four or five hundred meters in front of the tavern. On the way, I went to a restaurant and sat down because of the smell, filling my stomach pouch that had not been fed for several days.

By 2 a.m., the number of people in and around the tavern had decreased somewhat. In the shadow of the trees and buildings, Kasia, who blends into it, enters the tavern without the slightest hindrance, breathing as easily and smoothly. The small-caliber pistols were armed with powerful silencers, as well as tactical knives, and close to twenty bodies that died silently, and Kasia estimated that they would not be found until the morning.

As for Tasley, Kasia hired a small boat in advance and waited at the predetermined time and place. By eight o'clock in the morning, in a rented house somewhere, he had been made into a specimen that would last for decades.

Looking at Tasri, who was stuck in the jar with the color of his skin and expression, he remembered what Coach Xiao had said to him when he had just entered the military school. He had little contact with Tasley, and from his words before his death, he knew that he was also threatened, although he also took the corresponding benefits. But it doesn't matter, Kasia muttered to herself.

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"Mr. Adolf, should you explain something to me?" General Pullman and Adolf rode in the same limousine on the way back.

"Looks like we thought of going together. "I don't know what's going on, I haven't received any notices or orders from the higher authorities since I came to Larsa." I don't know anything about the plan this time. Is it the same with you, Mr. T. Livikang?"

"It's been a long time. In a helpless tone, Pullman fell into a brief thought, "It seems that there is someone else in charge of this, and we don't need to be involved." It's just a simple reminder that you should have it, and if this happens a few more times, it is inevitable that one of them will not be a problem. ”

"I think it's the best, too. Adolf agreed, "But I don't want to ask." ”

"You don't dare. Pullman said in his heart, not forgetting to add, "Me too." ”

"The people who suddenly jumped out must be another group of people who are carrying out some kind of plans around Soriatu. Could it be that he wants to give all the credit for these things to Soriatu's head and help him speed up his status in the organization? This is a good choice, with Soriatu's strength, if he wants to wait until he has such power, I don't know how many years later. It is not impossible to never reach it. ”

"From this point of view, we have a lot of troubles in the future. General Pullman lamented, "This is the purpose of coming to Larsa, but the other group of people are a little less cautious in their way of doing things." Now that they have done the core things well, they can easily ensure the safety of Soriatu and let some other members survive, with their strength, it will definitely not be difficult. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's taking money to do things. What about hired temporary personnel?" Adolf chuckled a few times, and then said as if in a compromise, "for the sake of our mission, I'll tentatively ask for something when we get back." ”

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Pale blue fluorescent light provides a faint light, and the dull air dries and quickly strips the skin of moisture with the smell that time has settled in this silence.

I don't know how these fluorescent mosses in the spiral cavity of the ground have survived to this day, they have very little water on their bodies, and their survival appearance is no different from the dead leaves under the hot sun on the ground, but they still have extremely tenacious and vigorous vitality.

"Can the effects of the uranium gold bomb survive to this day and cause such a scene?" Illix squinted his eyes slightly, and in his senses, he completely moved the appearance of these fluorescent mosses into his head, and then continued to walk forward.

Soon, about a kilometer away, Alex stopped and stood beside a flat rock wall. The bright light of the flashlight suddenly reflected the entire space around him, and the colorless image carved out of the stone wall appeared in his eyes completely. Just glancing at it, the rough picture had become a solid memory for him, and he was about to record the details and the strange words used as illustrations, when in the corner of the stone wall, an imprint left by a latecomer caught all of Alex's attention.

It is a symbolic eye portrait, very simple, but with a mood that is not much different from that of a stone painting.

"Chiris. The sudden sound from behind him made Alex shake all over, although it was only for a moment, but the terrifying feeling eased a person of his strength for such a short time. He turned his head to look at the woman who was silently approaching him and standing behind him, and a cold voice came out, with an inexplicable meaning, like a warning, "Miss Lisuman, have you seen these things?"

"Haven't you seen it, it's been in the books I've read before, isn't it common?" Lisuman's words were provocative, "Peginz Chilis's book, 'Strange Creature Sights' was written by him." ”