Li Oz didn't ask too much, he had done this quest many times, and this place of Van Lenkov would become one of the most familiar maps for players in the future.

"Yesterday's Yesterday Was Spring", as one of the most classic quests in the abyss, has rich rewards, clear quest flow and evocative plot, making it an impressive quest for players.

Unlike Gurant's situation where he almost lost his country because of his own weakness, Van Lenkov's plot is complex, and it is almost impossible to find one side that is righteous and which side is evil.

If you start as a Van Lenkov Alien, this quest will become the main story.

However, the six endings of the main line are all 'bad endings' in the literal sense.

Either way, Van Lenkov will go to the abyss of no return.

In order to show his sincerity, Li Oz took out a huge sum of 500 ammonium gold and handed it to Nikita, asking him to purchase the necessary materials.

"So much?!"

Nikita's eyes widened when he saw the ammonium gold being remitted into his account.

"It's just the standard market price. Most of the freelance mercenaries in Valkyrie Fortress earn an average of one order. ”

Li Oz disagreed.

"Standard quotes?"

As soon as these words came out, Nikita wanted to laugh, and he complained in front of this foreigner:

"Van Lenkov's official currency, Ruta, has depreciated to 1:97.85 million and is still falling."

He waved his terminal, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"I'm going to do something else. We met in the evening at the Medlow Building. ”

Li Aozi's voice fell, and his figure disappeared.

Nikita froze in place for a few minutes, until he heard that there were Velazi's employees patrolling downstairs, and then quickly packed up his things and quietly left the place.

It's all so unreal.

500 ammonium gold is not a big number, in the battles he once participated, he could often harvest nearly 5,000 ammonium gold in one game, enough to feed his family.

It turned out to be now, hehe.

Nikita walked through the streets in a hurry, wrapped in an overcoat, because the mercenary city-state had no atmosphere, it would not snow in Fanlenkov in winter, and the dry cold wind took away the moisture and heat from the body, giving people an anxious and dry dullness.

The gray streets were bleak and indifferent, and a few pedestrians could be faintly seen, as well as civilians with clubs and weapons, looting shops.

Verazi cut off the supply of weapons, which is in a sense a good thing.

Nikita remembered a joke: why did primitive people break someone's head with a stick?

A: Because they don't have guns.

Nikita put his hands in his pockets and lowered his head to pass the thugs wielding chains and sticks, although he knew that the ammonium gold existed in the clouds, Nikita still subconsciously squeezed his phone, his expression relaxed and sad, and he did not look like a person with a huge amount of money.

"Grass! What a bunch of poor people, I'm dying of starvation, I can't even find a piece of chocolate. ”

A Van Lenkov with antlers and a cat's face carried steel bars, drooped squid-like eyes, and kept yelling.

"Say a few words, let's take a look at this again." His companion unceremoniously bumped directly into Nikita, who stumbled to his feet and subconsciously turned his head to look back.

"Look at your grandma?! Get out of here, old and immortal! ”

A alien with a chain scolded and picked up an aluminum can and smashed it at him.

"Get out! You old immortals should commit suicide, and to live is a waste of air. ”

Nikita looked down and dodged the throw, watching as the thugs smashed open the door of the shop, the screams of the female voice and the roar of the man inside.

"Still watching?"

The thug raised his hand, and his left arm immediately turned into an acid ejector, and spat out:

"Stinky idiot, if it weren't for Kalmetz's insistence on the relief policy of Narauszi, you'd be fucking done, get out!"

Smack!

The glass of the shop was smashed, and several aliens who had been hungry for a long time rushed in, and soon the sound of beatings and screams could be heard.

Nikita didn't say anything, turned his head, and walked away quickly.

It took him a long time to turn left and right, and when he returned to his lodgings, the chest and abdomen of his coat were visibly bulging.

When he unlocked and opened the door, the dilapidated old house had an exposed ceiling, and the bonfire had been extinguished for a long time, so he went up and picked up the wooden planks and the legs of the tables and chairs from the side, and stuffed them in, and the flames were rekindled and became more and more vigorous.

"Are you back?"

Nikita turned her head, and a pale green little popped up in the dark corner, and she leaned against the wall and walked over step by step.

"Rosa, you should go to bed."

"I'm cold." Rosa blinked her gray-white eyes, her unfocused pupils reflecting Nikita's complicated expression, and she said bluntly, "The blanket was snatched away." ”

Unlike the other aliens, tall and burly figures, Rosa's posture presents an extremely unhealthy childish state, short as a child, and there are no mutated self-defense organs on her body, her pale green hair hangs down her shoulders, and her immature face has a mature charm that is completely different from her age.

With a faint sense of heat, she slowly sat down beside Nikita, fumbled, found the teapot, shook it gently, and listened to the sound of the water swaying inside, Rosa immediately laughed:

"And water, I'll give you some boiling water to warm up."

"Rest, Rosa."

Nikita was not good at words, and he raised his hand and pressed it lightly on Rosa's shoulder, not daring to show any more concern for fear of crushing her deformed and fragile bones.

"I'm not that vulnerable." Rosa said stubbornly, and Nikita brushed her hair lightly, not saying a word.

"I'm sorry, Rosa." Nikita didn't dare to look at Rosa's face, he turned his head and said, "I've inquired, I'm afraid what Dr. Fox said is right, in the abyss, only a narrative-level civilization can cure this disease......"

"If the price of curing my illness is to make you betray your beloved motherland, dad, then fuck the disease, I won't cure it."

Rosa then said:

"I've had two children die, one dead in battle and the other starving. I have nothing to fear anymore. ”

Nikita did not dare to answer.

He watched his daughter Sola Rosa Nikita grow from a baby all the way to a young and healthy girl, put on a wedding dress to get married, get married and have children, and originally had a happy life. But he had to watch her rejuvenate, shrinking towards the baby step by step.

This genetic disorder, known as 'hydra syndrome', originated from their ancestors.

An ancestor who has never met, and I don't know how long it has been, and who somehow wants to rise to the abyss, is from the third abyss: Zhou Yuan.

At that time, people didn't know that the curse of Xingyuan would be inherited, running through the entire family sequence, from generation to generation, endlessly, and they didn't know when it would explode.

The curse of the abyss is very light and has been adapted by normal people, so it is called no curse.

The curse of the abyss will give people a distorted sight, sight, and mind, and even make the body distorted.

Zhou Yuan's curse was even more severe, disrupting the body's concept of time, leaving the creature unaware of aging and growth.

The body of the organism is very fragile, and there are more thrombotic plaques on the blood vessel walls, and the whole person will not work, not to mention that after the concept of time is removed, I don't know my hunger and aging, the wound will not heal over time, and the metabolism will either be too fast, or stagnate, or even accumulate in reverse.

Any hormones and drugs need the circulation of the human body to carry out, and when the concept of time is disrupted, even if the drug is eaten, it will not combine with the cells in the body to produce an effect, and even will not enter the circulatory system at all.

Zhou Yuan's curse was also difficult for those who were strong to bear, let alone an ordinary Gamma Rank mortal.

Rosa is lucky, thanks to the bloodline inherited from her ancestors, she didn't suffer too much, but she couldn't stop growing backwards, she could eat and drink, but her immune system and physique were getting weaker and weaker.

The magic that had been invited to protect her at a high price had instead turned into a magical radiation that endangered her life, and she had to waste a lot of effort to ask the mage to remove it.

The illness she had when she was a child has to be re-healed again, and the wounds she has suffered have to heal again.

The lens implanted in the eye has to be removed by a doctor, otherwise the entire eyeball will be squeezed and exploded.

finally enjoyed the light of the day after tomorrow for more than ten years, and immediately returned to the congenital darkness.

In fact, Nikita is not afraid of her daughter's illness, he is afraid that he will no longer be able to accompany her to grow smaller.

Death and sickness are never terrible, not terrible at all, only poverty is the most terrible.

"I didn't find Julian."

Nikita Says:

"Your half-elf husband doesn't know where the hell has gone, kid...... I knew he wasn't reliable. ”

"Julian isn't that kind of person, you know he's human, Dad." Rosa retorted: "The leader of Kalmetz has just announced that the fleet is on patrol, and he immediately went to beg for a living. ”

"What's the use? If he follows him to the battlefield, without logistical supplies, without arms and weapons, he can only be like dust, scattered among the stars. But even if he dies, the state will not be able to pay a pension now. ”

Nikita didn't have a good airway:

"His best choice is to stay by your side, I still have some relief, I beg you, gnaw at home and gnaw at the old, going out to struggle will only empty more wallets."

"Julian is half elven blood, elves have good brains, he will definitely find a way."

"I hope so."

Nikita fell silent.

The flames burned silently, and Rosa poured water into a small pot, to which Nikita added biscuits, chocolate, and shredded meat of unknown proportions, mixed them together, and boiled them on the fire.

The father and daughter cooperated tacitly, although Rosa's body became young and returned to the blind state when she was a child, as soon as she got the kitchen utensils, she immediately burst out with vitality, showing the nature of a good wife and mother.

"Dad, do you hate Calmec?"

Suddenly, Rosa asked.

"Kalmetz is a good man, he gives money to the elderly and the families of the fallen soldiers."

"I mean, do you hate him?"

"I hate Kalmetz because he gives money to the families of old people and fallen soldiers."

Nikita's words don't sound contradictory at all.

"A good person, but it doesn't mean a good leader, obviously dad you are the beneficiary of Calmec's policy, but you hate Kalmetz - this world is really strange, don't you say?"

"I don't know."

(End of chapter)