Chapter 308: Easy to carry the pot physique
"Mouse" walked through the few pedestrian streets and returned to the golden-looking hotel, which was reminiscent of the downtown area of the 17th arrondissement.
On the bright side, at least the living conditions in the Fourth Neutral Country are not bad, and it is no longer a day of running around and sleeping in the open.
He spread out his limbs in a large shape and lay down on the bed, hoping to leave his current worries behind.
However, when he stared at the white ceiling and the surrounding environment fell silent, the worries came flooding back.
A few months ago, he could not have imagined that he had joined the rebel army and received the title of cadre, and all his miserable life was due to the mysterious power that suddenly emerged when he escaped from prison.
After joining the Eschinvig Army, he investigated through various channels, but in the end he could not get a definite result, the most likely explanation of which is that someone manipulated his body with psionic energy at the time, instilling in him the will to defeat Perrault.
In other words, he is carrying a black pot for someone who doesn't want to show his face.
The person who pumped Perot away with a water pipe was not him at all!
But the more he learned about psionic energy, the more he discovered the horror of the other party, in Ash's words, there were very few psionic abilities that could directly control other people's bodies with interference-type psionic energy, and there were not a few in the entire Eschinweg army, not to mention that he didn't show up, but he could directly use the body of others to directly pull out a figure at the level of captain of the coalition government's expatriate department.
Those who can do this kind of thing are at least on the same level as Boss Eschinvig.
"The Mouse" always thinks Ash knows something, but no matter how much he tries to sidekick him, the other party cleverly avoids the topic and hides from Eschinvig what happened to them in District 17.
The results of the investigation were a big disappointment to the "rats".
This completely made him awaken his spiritual energy, and the idea of going to the peak of his life from then on was shattered, and in the end, he only awakened the potential to carry the black pot for others.
This incident in Alekye (the 303rd-306th plot character) once again confirms this.
He didn't do anything in the inn hotel, and the warlord who controlled a small country was wiped out.
This earned him respect among the rebels, who reassured him to be the first sentry before Eschinvig led the rest of the cadres to the lower ranks.
The cadres showed infinite trust in his strength, and even reminded him before leaving that the Fourth Neutral was a potential ally after all, and told him not to fight on a whim and raze the entire city to the ground.
The "rat" was furious.
He's razed to a der!
Does he look like the kind of person who exudes destructive power from top to bottom?
He whined and had nowhere to vent, until a strange bug appeared in his sight.
This bug looked a little strange, and he stayed on the ceiling in an upside-down posture to watch him, and it was really a little crazy that such a big bug appeared in the luxury hotel.
But the "mouse" thought about it, this insect was not as big as his palm, and it didn't look like it had any combat power, not to mention that even in the animal world, the "mouse" was more powerful than the insect no matter how it was said.
He still remembers the animal world atlas he had seen when he was a child, and he had fun with it, showing a vicious expression at the insects on the ceiling.
Before he could put his plan of extermination into action, the seemingly enraged insect leaped from the ceiling, pounced on his face, and when he got closer, the pair of sharp pincers were shocking, and the "rats" were convinced that if they went any further, they would blind him.
"Heroes spare their lives!"
In a hurry, the "mouse" blurted out.
Unexpectedly, the bug seemed to really understand his pleas for mercy, and the sharp pincers stopped.
Song Lan just wanted to scare their good buddy, but he hadn't seen him for a few days, but he didn't expect the "mouse" to float like this, and before he could say hello, the other party bared his teeth at him.
Now it seems that the "mouse" is still the good buddy who is so weak that he may not even be able to beat ordinary horn worms.
"Don't act rashly, I have something to ask you."
Then something even creepith happened to the "mouse", the bug actually spoke the human language!
"Why are you left alone when the other rebels are gone?"
"Because...... My mission is to stay here as a sentinel and watch the wind. ā
Of course, this is a high EQ statement.
In fact, he took the initiative to apply to stay, because this place is the closest to the exit, and it is relatively easy to escape for his life if there is a slight disturbance.
Although Artem was their nominal ally, he felt that this place was gloomy and by no means a good place when he came here, and Artyom's attitude towards them was also a little subtle, at least a considerable part of them did not welcome their arrival.
Therefore, out of prudence, the "rat" immediately proposed the need to respond on the periphery.
"Makes you look at the wind?"
This answer really surprised Song Lan a little, generally speaking, shouldn't the person in charge of Wangfeng be a person who is trusted by everyone? With his understanding of the "rat", this person was instigated when he encountered an accident, not to mention such a big battle of Artem's army, and the automatic revolver machine guns in the venue at that time were so frightened that he surrendered directly.
"Maybe they think I'm sensitive to potential dangers."
The "mouse" made up an excuse, and for some reason, he always felt that the worm seemed to know him, but no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't remember when he had ever befriended a bug.
"Second question, there was a woman who was escorted by the Rangers the other day, where is she going now?"
"IāI don't know."
"Give you another chance to organize your language."
The mouse's pupils shrank.
The sharp pincers were less than a few centimeters from his eyes, and a strong sense of crisis made him make the wisest choice - confess leniently, "Oh, I remember, she disguised herself as a rebel cadre, but she was spotted by the rangers, who had planned to execute the woman here, but then an officer came and said something to the rangers who were escorting her, and they escorted her away." ā
"Where?"
"The deepest area."
"Mouse" said.
That's definitely a bad place.
At this moment, Artyom and Eschinvig were there, and there was a group of real rebel cadres who were different from his parallel trades.
"They suspect that the woman is a spy sent by the coalition government, and they want to try her there."
"Hmm."
Song Lan nodded with satisfaction, dealing with a sensible buddy is worry-free, "There is one more thing, you go and find a way to get me a map, and then you can continue to lie in bed and think about life." ā
āā¦ā¦ Aren't you afraid that I'll ventilate and report when I go out? ā
"It's all up to you."
The bug lying on the bridge of his nose just stared at him, "If you want to bear the reputation of a sinner who destroys the city, you can do it." ā
Thanks to Kraze for the 100 starting coins!
(End of chapter)