At this time, the rain was falling heavily.

The clanging sound of a gas lampshade being smashed by the rain.

Zhang Huaisheng held up a big black umbrella, and hurriedly walked into the rain curtain against the rising sea breeze.

The shirt on his body was soaked with the rain mixed with sweat, and when he was blown by the cold wind, he suddenly felt a chill go straight to his heart.

Killian's leather coat was stored in dimensional space by him, and he couldn't take it out for a while, otherwise it would have been better.

"Be sure to take a shower when you get back."

The Hanseatic still has plenty of fresh water reserves, but when it comes to the voyage, it is estimated that it will be difficult to have a chance to bathe.

It is no joke that Mr. Hindenburg said that Hamburg will be bald when it rains, and that the level of industrial development in this city is not much worse than that of London, which is known as the foggy capital, and the problem of acid rain is already very serious.

Zhang Huaisheng came to a werewolf corpse and squatted down.

The werewolf he chose was the first to appear, the one he had fought with, not the other, the more majestic, mighty silver-gray werewolf.

After all, the latter's head was cut off, and even if it was taken back and stitched up, it was a question of whether it would count as the "completeness" required by the ceremony.

Although it had only recently died, the werewolf's blood had already taken on a semi-coagulated viscous form, floating on the surface of the water, like grease, no longer blending and spreading.

He lifted its forelimbs and carried it behind him.

It would be nice if there was a snakeskin bag, it was too big, and Zhang Huaisheng could still bear it in terms of weight alone, but this size was really not so easy to carry.

Zhang Huaisheng subconsciously glanced back, and in the tavern, the lights were foggy.

Mr. Hindenburg still had his back to the door, sitting at the bar and toasting.

"Alas, I really don't have the eyesight to see, don't you see that I'm having a hard time moving?"

He complained about it, but in fact he also knew that if he bluntly asked Hindenburg for help, he would definitely help.

But Zhang Huaisheng's temperament has the common problem of people of his time, that is, he is not good at socializing, and he is not willing to open his mouth easily and ask for help from others.

The deputy personality sneered: "Tsk, it's just a swollen face and a fat man." ”

Zhang Huaisheng did not refute, inserted the umbrella crookedly between the werewolf and the gap between his back, and tried to find that it would not be blown down by the wind, so he walked in the direction of the port.

And the silver-gray werewolf with a different body was still washed by the rain, lying very close to the half-eaten human corpse - the cruelty of the transcendent world was vividly displayed.

"This Mr. Hindenburg is really rich, and he will not collect the spoils of war when he throws them there."

"That's right, I don't know how many transcendents have died in the tavern, and the crystals they have precipitated are equivalent to tens of thousands of pounds, right?"

"Speaking of which, steam pilots must be very profitable, they build a steam mecha, even if they only charge one-tenth of the cost of work, it is a sky-high price."

Zhang Huaisheng's ears sounded the chatter of the sub-personality again, and this time, he didn't feel bored - in this era, the only person he can be called close to is probably only the sub-personality.

The rest, no matter who he faces, there will be a gap in his subconscious, because their thoughts are completely different, their aspirations are different, and their ways are not compatible, how can they really get close?

On the contrary, it is a sub-personality.,From time to time, he can say the hometown stalk that makes him feel more cordial.,Thinking is closer.。

The deputy personality suddenly asked, "This werewolf corpse, is it fresh?" ”

This tone made Zhang Huaisheng subconsciously remind him of Huaqiang's purchase of melons.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his tone was much lighter: "I'm a 'demon' path, can I still let it go?" ”

The sub-personality's tone became unusually serious: "There is no electric motor in this world, and naturally there is no refrigerator, how do you preserve the corpse and make a mummy?" ”

Zhang Huaisheng was stunned and frowned: "Werewolves are not like human transcendents, they will precipitate crystals after death. Spirituality is stored in it, and it shouldn't be so perishable. ”

It was just speculation, and in fact, he hadn't seen a single book on supernatural knowledge that would teach people about embalming.

Although formalin solution has been invented, no one knows whether the werewolf corpse can be taken as a "magic potion" after soaking it in.

The mood of the sub-personality was obviously a little low: "But to be on the safe side, we have to hurry up too, right?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Huaisheng almost squeezed this "um" out of his throat, and of course he knew what it meant.

If he wants to promote the demon path to Sequence 8, he needs to first promote the twin path to "dictatorship", which means that he must crush the sub-personality before the werewolf corpse may decompose.

Although he had comforted himself before, the corpse of a werewolf was not a rare thing.

But if he faced a werewolf by himself, even if the twin path broke through to sequence 8, he might not be able to kill, and the werewolf's mobility was too strong.

What's more, most of the werewolves living in the southern part of the United States live in the form of "wolf packs", and it is not easy to hunt a werewolf.

In addition, it will also increase the amount of time you need to play in the "Werewolf" sequence.

Therefore, from a rational point of view, it is impossible for him to make the decision to abandon the use of this werewolf corpse, but just to allow the deputy personality to exist for a while longer.

"Three days!"

The deputy personality, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "In the next three days, I will spend ninety percent of my free time, except for intimidating those little nuns and completing the final role of the 'evil spirit', the rest of the time will belong to me." ”

"Deal."

Zhang Huaisheng is not worried about raising tigers, although he believes that the deputy personality has inherited the goodness of the original owner and will not go back on his word.

But it's not without a backhand.

What's more, the sub-personality uses the body for a while longer, which also helps him to complete the final role of the twin pathway, and three days is just right.

The sub-personality is not asking too much.

"From now on?"

The deputy scolded: "You think it's beautiful, you want to do this physical work for me?" ”

Zhang Huaisheng laughed and continued to carry the werewolf corpse on his back.

His steps were heavy, and the dirty water had already poured into his boots, sticking to his socks, and there was an indescribable discomfort.

A beam of light suddenly hit Zhang Huaisheng's face, and on the roadblock leading to the port, a huge searchlight shone on his face, bright and dazzling.

"Who?"

"You're carrying a wolf?"

"Oh my God... That's not a wolf, that's... Werewolf? ”

The soldiers suddenly stirred, and the sound of pulling the bolts of their guns was incessant.

Although Zhang Huaisheng couldn't understand what they said, he could guess just by looking at the frightened expressions on their faces.

He freed his hand, took out the sticky notes, and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, this werewolf behind me is dead, it is my trophy, and there is a certificate issued by Mr. Hindenburg." ”

But none of the soldiers guarding the roadcard dared to approach, and they all pointed their guns at Zhang Huaisheng and waited for them.

Zhang Huaisheng didn't know German, so he could only shout what he had just said again, hoping that the soldiers at the outpost would understand - he didn't panic, he really couldn't hide in the dimensional space, and just stored the werewolf corpses inside, but this would inevitably waste a lot of time and waste with this group of soldiers.

Fortunately, the officer at the checkpoint was a man who knew English, and he came to Zhang Huaisheng's side with two vigilant soldiers with rifles.

He said in English with a strong accent:

"It's a dead wolf, its head has been pierced by a large-caliber bullet."

"You just said that you have a certificate from Mr. Hindenburg?"

The officer stretched out his hand: "Colonel Hindenburg has indeed just passed this outpost, can you show me the proof?" I need to do a bit of registration. ”

"Okay, no problem."

The tense atmosphere gradually subsided.

The soldiers looked at the werewolf behind Zhang Huaisheng with fear and excitement, this was the first time they had seen this kind of monster that they thought only existed in legends.

"It's the colonel's seal and handwriting, yes."

The officer's attitude changed for the better, and he instructed the two soldiers, "You two go and pull a carriage and help this gentleman carry away the werewolf behind him." ”

Zhang Huaisheng was a little surprised, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

The officer smiled: "Sir, if you hadn't helped Mr. Hindenburg kill this werewolf, we would have lost more, and I thank you on behalf of the people of Hamburg for your kindness." ”

Zhang Huaisheng was a little puzzled, how did he know about helping Hindenburg kill the werewolf.

The officer saw Zhang Huaisheng's doubts and pointed to the note in his hand: "Your merits, Mr. Hindenburg has already explained above." Rest assured, you will be unblocked. ”

With a carriage, Zhang Huaisheng's journey back was much easier.

The two soldiers tried to talk to him, but they couldn't understand the language, so they could only gesture a little shyly, trying to make Zhang Huaisheng understand their intentions.

They probably wanted to touch the werewolf's corpse?

Zhang Huaisheng generously agreed.

...

In the harbor, the ships were lined up neatly, all swaying slightly in the dark and rainy night.

Zhang Huaisheng climbed back to the deck along the rope ladder lowered on the side of the ship, by which time most of the people had already fallen asleep.

Only two sailors were still keeping vigil from the lookout at the stern.

There was also a light in the bow of the ship, and Teresa could be seen dozing off in the working compartment on the first floor with her face propped up.

After Zhang Huaisheng threw the werewolf's corpse into the storage room, he climbed the iron ladder up into the work compartment on the first floor.

The first floor refers to the upper deck of the ship.

The first floor of the Hanseatic was very small, located at the rear of the deck, and at the forward end of the ship, only the working compartments, storage compartments, and instrument rooms, and even the captain's rest compartments were located in the lower cabins.

Hearing the movement, Teresa quickly stood up and vigilantly grasped a revolver placed on the table.

Seeing that it was Zhang Huaisheng, he was a little surprised at first, but then he was only surprised: "Why did you come back so late... What's going on with you? ”

Zhang Huaisheng's current appearance can be described as quite embarrassing, first of all, the coat is missing, and the shirt on the upper body has also been torn out several times, wet and sticking to his body.

The boots stepped on the deck and the sound of popping water could be heard.

"You guys?"

Zhang Huaisheng keenly captured this keyword: "Ms. O'Connell didn't come back?" ”

Teresa was a little anxious: "Didn't Ms. O'Connell leave with you?" Why, didn't she come back with you? ”

Zhang Huaisheng originally thought that Ms. O'Connell had returned to the ship early.

In this day and age, there are no mobile phones to tell where they are, and the decision to return to the Hanseatic to rendezvous is nothing short of normal.

"Well, something happened to me that separated me from Lady O'Connell."

He didn't have the idea of explaining it in detail, because it wouldn't help.

He quickly left the cabin, picked up the big black umbrella, and came to the side of the ship.

He did not leave the Hanseatic to look for Ms. O'Connell, because it was a big burger and it was a rainy night, and even if he woke up the whole ship, it was impossible to find Ms. O'Connell accurately.

"What the hell is going on?"

Teresa chased after her and asked.

"I can't say a word, in short, wait and see."

The two men stared carefully at the port, next to a factory building - that was the junction leading to the port, and if anyone wanted to come over, it must be from there.

Luckily, Ms. O'Connell was soon seen at the intersection.

Compared with Zhang Huaisheng, Ms. O'Connell looked even more embarrassed, the headscarf and veil no longer knew where they fell, and her hair was scattered, like a female ghost.

She limped, and with the help of Zhang Huaisheng and Teresa, she struggled to get to the deck.

"Mr. Zhang, it's great that you're okay."

Zhang Huaisheng was a little helpless: "I should say this to you." ”

He still respects this knowledgeable and thoughtful old nun very much - definitely not because the other party still has a lot of knowledge that has not been squeezed dry by Zhang Huaisheng.

"Ma'am, what have you been through?"

Back in the cabin, Ms. O'Connell wiped her hair and said with a sigh of relief:

"I was setting up a stall outside, but not long after I sat there, I saw a crowd rushing out, and I sensed that something was wrong, and I wanted to leave the market after closing the stall."

"But there are so many of them, where can I outrun them, and if I don't pay attention, I was knocked over by a villain who was probably a butcher."

That's right, Ms. O'Connell's physical fitness is still too poor.

With so many people pouring into the exit, Ms. O'Connell was lucky not to be trampled to death by that crowd after she was knocked down.

Then I saw a vampire chase after me. Fortunately, the people of our "famine" sequence tasted really bad, and I was old and woody, and I used a method to whet its appetite, and it let me go after the group. ”

Ms. O'Connell laughed and teased, looking embarrassed, as if she had taken off the serious attire she had always been wearing.

"I'm so lucky."

Zhang Huaisheng imagined the scene that O'Connell experienced, and suddenly had a feeling of palpitations: "And then? I went back to the front door of the tavern to look for you, but I didn't find you. ”

"I should have run away by then, you should know, the vampire also has a werewolf as a dependent, and after the vampire left, the werewolf began to pick and slaughter those hiding in the market."

Ms. O'Connell looked at Zhang Huaisheng seriously, and there was a rather kind feeling in her eyes: "If something similar happens next time, don't go back to me, you're lucky that you didn't run into that werewolf, otherwise..."

"The werewolf you mentioned, I've brought it back."

Zhang Huaisheng smiled and pointed to the storage room: "I worked with Mr. Hindenburg to kill one and bring back its corpse." ”

"Really?"

Lady O'Connell was pleasantly surprised, "That's great, in this case, tomorrow we only need to collect 'Evening primrose' and 'White-maned Gray Wolf Hair', and we can prepare for your promotion ceremony." ”

Werewolves, even if they are monsters, are stronger than ordinary sequence 8, and werewolf sequencers with human intelligence will only be stronger.

Teresa looked at Zhang Huaisheng in disbelief: "You killed a sequence 8 werewolf?" ”

Zhang Huaisheng said with a smile: "I just played the auxiliary, Mr. Hindenburg is the main force to kill the werewolf, he is a sequence 8 steam engine master, controlling a mecha that I am afraid that even the cannon can't break." Even without my help, werewolves wouldn't be his opponents. ”

Ms. O'Connell smiled: "Okay, let's not talk about it for now, let's take a shower quickly, the rain in Hamburg will cause hair loss if you get too much rain." ”

This statement is exactly the same as that of Mr. Hindenburg.

Zhang Huaisheng subconsciously touched the dense black hair on the top of his head, why can't you get along with your hair one or two? Could it be that when you get older, you will have a sense of urgency of "early baldness"?