Zhang Huaisheng was silent for a moment and sighed slightly.

It is conceivable that if this flu is really a man-made disaster, then whether this person is human or not is a matter of two words.

McCarney said in a deep voice: "There are some things that you can't stop if you guess it, divination has it, or you have some key information and deduced it. ”

Although Zhang Huaisheng didn't say the reason, it was nothing more than these.

"Think about this world war, almost everyone can foresee it, countless people want to stop it, but in the end, isn't it still going out?"

He patted Zhang Huaisheng on the shoulder: "Zhang, you are a good person with ideals, I know you want to prevent this disaster, but you and I are just a small low sequence." ”

Zhang Huaisheng spontaneously felt a sense of powerlessness: "I understand, Mr. McCartney. ”

"I'll tell Boston's homegrown Paranormal about your speculation, but predictably, they won't take it seriously."

McCarney changed his words: "By the way, when I came back tonight, I bought some vegetables and meat from the vegetable market, and I wanted to cook you some Gaelic traditional food, but I'm old, and my wrist is always sore..."

Zhang Huaisheng said helplessly: "Okay, then I'll take a look." ”

McCarney suddenly smiled: "Then it's hard for you." ”

At this time, there was a slight movement from upstairs.

Zhang Huaisheng looked up at the stairs on the second floor, and a small round head poked out and looked at him cautiously.

"This little guy seems to be very afraid of me, and as long as there is me in the place, he will not dare to come out."

Lao Maitou was a little disappointed and said, "I originally wanted to pluck a few hairs from it to make materials." ”

Zhang Huaisheng said helplessly: "For the sake of me making a meal for you and about to make a second meal, you can let it go." ”

He finished cooking, and the two of them finished eating.

So he cooked another plate of chicken breast for Xiao Hei, put it on a plate, and walked upstairs.

Stepping on the stairs, a creaking sound came from Zhang Huaisheng's feet.

Xiao Hei, who was still sneaking at the staircase, immediately turned around and ran.

When he went up to the second floor, he could see Xiao Hei hiding in Zhang Huaisheng's room, only showing his head, staring at him with those round brown eyes.

He came closer.

Blackie immediately arched his back.

Zhang Huaisheng did not use his extraordinary ability to forcibly restrain it this time, but placed the plate full of chicken breasts in front of him.

Then, he stared at Xiao Hei with big eyes.

Xiao Hei licked his lips and resisted the urge to move his gaze to the side.

The eyes revealed complex emotions of cowardice and gluttony.

Zhang Huaisheng didn't make any movements, just squatted next to the dinner plate and looked at it expressionlessly.

Finally, appetite triumphed over reason.

Xiao Hei walked cautiously, and then he was captured by the aroma of chicken breast, and squatted on the edge of the plate and began to feast.

Zhang Huaisheng muttered in a low voice: "I said, you did misunderstand me, Smith is my partner who fights side by side... It is human custom to bury the body with earth, and that is not harming him. ”

"I wanted to entrust you to that young lady, but you don't seem to want to."

"I don't know if you'd like to follow me, but I do have the idea of adopting you, which is quite rare, after all, I'm afraid of trouble."

"Don't miss the opportunity, if you agree, I'll touch you next, don't run."

As he spoke, he raised a hand and quietly placed it on top of the little black head who was eating meat - well, I didn't feel it much before, but now I feel it carefully, and it feels really good.

Xiao Hei continued to eat, and there was no struggle or sign of escape, as if he really understood what Zhang Huaisheng said.

Of course, it may also be that Xiao Hei is a simple white-eyed wolf, and he bought it after a few meals of chicken breast.

Zhang Huaisheng stroked its back, smoothed the soft hair, and his face unconsciously softened a lot.

Seem... It really works.

Zhang Huaisheng felt that he was more relaxed than ever, and his mood was much happier.

Second only to the feeling when you get along with Lingyun girl.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Lady Lucia had said, so he put his hand on Xiao Hei's hind paws that were squatting on the ground.

At this touch, Zhang Huaisheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

This feel is indeed great!

Xiao Hei was still eating, ignoring the man in front of him touching his feet and smirking like a pervert.

…

Early the next morning.

Zhang Huaisheng is back at the Controllers Club.

After a night of deliberation, he decided to accede to Lucia's invitation.

The exclusive equipment of the demon path is indeed a temptation that is difficult for him to refuse, and of course, more importantly, Lucia's character and strength seem to be passable.

While there are still risks, they don't seem to be as risky compared to the benefits.

"Yo, this is your kitten?"

Xiao Hei squatted on Zhang Huaisheng's shoulder, looking at the little girl with smoky makeup in front of him a little nervously, feeling like he was looking at an extremely terrifying monster.

"Well, you're right, it's really healing to pet cats."

"When are we leaving?"

"I'll leave in the afternoon."

Zhang Huaisheng frowned: "There is another storm today, I'm afraid there is no way to go." ”

Lucia smiled, "The first three sequences of the mastery path are: the master, the corpse whisperer, and the archaeologist. ”

"Then do you know what the name of the high sequence of the master's path is?"

"How could I possibly know that."

To date, he also knew that Sequence 3 of the higher sequences of the Calamity Path was the Tsunami Lord.

Even this way, the highest he knows is Sequence 5, which is the Baron of Hell.

The high sequence, even if it is just a name, is a secret in the eyes of the vast majority of transcendentals.

"Sequence 3 of the Master's Pathway, called the Painter."

"You've probably heard that several of the major parasites in Boston have one or at least one high-order supernatural item."

"The one we control the club of people contains the divine power of a painter."

"To give you a glimpse of what we are all about, and... The person of God. ”

"Laura, bring me the map of miracles."

Obviously a woman's name, but the person who is called Laura is an old man with a pale face, a face covered with age spots, and a trembling walk.

The stale smell could barely be concealed, and it was clear that this was also a corpse puppet.

"This painter, a former Baroness of Burgundy, is interested in... It is the one who fell from a horse and died in history, and here is her castle in the Netherlands. ”

"Fortunately, this painting is not Dijon, which is on the front lines of the war."

The Netherlands was a neutral country in this war.

The Schlieffen plan targeted its neighbors, Luxembourg and Belgium.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Huaisheng frowned and said, "You mean that we can directly cross the Atlantic Ocean and teleport to the Netherlands through a painting?" ”

"That's right, you're smart!"

Lucia praised with a smile.