"So, let me be clear," Wyve

asked, floating over the street outside his bedroom at the Ryan Hotel. "You came to New Rome in search of the Psychic Gang, and they managed to find a Mech underneath Rusty Town

o

The hidden place of technology. You are also convinced that there were people in Dinams, most likely Hector – my employer – who hired them to harass Augustus. ”

"Almost, yes." Ryan nodded, wearing only his underwear.

The Wyvern smiled. "Am I being tricked?"

Is it because Ryan refuses to wear a shirt? When the superhero knocks on his window to pitch, he's copying the Vulcan armor's plans. "I'm going to make a joke, but no, I'm serious." The messenger gave a thumbs up. "Honesty".

Wynne crossed his arms and frowned. "Do you have proof?" These are dangerous accusations. ”

"You can ask the ghoul," Ryan said, pointing to a cooler next to the bed. "He makes the best ice cream."

Superwoman's brow tightened. "But you didn't let the private security guard arrest him."

"I'm not going to give up my favorite cooler," Ryan replied. "Otherwise, your incorruptible fellow will let him escape."

"The meeting went as smoothly as I thought it would be," Wyve

sighed. "Let's assume it's not some conspiracy theory, I believe you. Why are you telling me this?"

"Because someone trusts you."

"Anyone?" Wyve

Put your hand on her waist. "Save it, it's hard to build trust if you're tight-lipped. All in all, I think your story is quite ...... Untenable. ”

"Well, she said you were naïve too," Ryan said and shrugged.

"I do not turn my back on your words, I only believe your words. Although you have a solid reputation, your psychological assessment shows that you are very unstable and prone to attention-seeking behavior. ”

"Nonsense, you can't make life into a comedy without an audience. If you're alone, it's just a tragedy. ”

Wyve

He sighed, then handed it to Rya

Dy

AMIS's business card. "While I'm not sure you'll stick to what you just said, I suggest you meet my manager. See if you're the right partner and figure this out. ”

"I hope he doesn't mind if I bring a bottle of herbicide, right?"

Wynne couldn't help but laugh. "If I were you, I wouldn't try. Enrique does not like heated negotiations. ”

After saying these unwise words, the dragon mother flew away, leaving the messenger alone.

She doesn't believe Ryan, but at least the superheroine gives him the benefit of doubt. This did not surprise the courier. Wyve

I don't know much about him yet, and I'm even skeptical of Mosquito's previous testimony.

Finally, Vulcan called.

Ryan hesitated as he answered the phone, worried about how things would turn out. He finally mustered up the courage to answer the question. "Quicksave delivery?"

"What did the jet tell you?" Vulcan's encrypted voice asked.

These words alone sent chills down the Messenger's spine.

He'd heard it before.

"My name is Vulcan," the caller continued. "I represent Augustus. We are the organization that manages the affairs of New Rome and much of Italy. Whatever that winged lizard promises you, we can offer more. We need people who can get things done. ”

Ryan listened to his ex-girlfriend like a recording. "I'm sorry, mysterious voice." He interrupted her pitch. "Have we met before?"

Vulcan did not answer immediately. Maybe he's bluffing. Maybe she's playing with him, only to find out that the armor works. Just this time, things will be different.

Her next words gave him a slap in the face.

"If we've seen it, I think I'll remember it."

And just like that, Ryan's last hope was dashed.

"Anyway, if you're interested, I'll send you the coordinates of Bakuto." Mr. Vulcan said Ryan didn't even bother to check the email notifications. "We own the agency. Come tonight, alone, don't make us wait. We never ask a second time. ”

And yet, that's what she did.

More than twice.

Door-to-door sales are difficult. You've traveled thousands of miles to sell the perfect product to a hillbilly, only to be threatened with physical harm.

Ryan put his hand on the blue cooler and faced his meanest customer.

"What did you just say?" Sh

oud asked his visitor, and a shard of glass was pointed at Rya

The throat of his cabin's computer server buzzed in the background. It was so cute, he thought the courier really cared about him.

"For every Ghoul Cooler you buy, you get a free mech

o

Orbital lasers made!" Ryan opened the box, and the ghoul's skull glared at him from the inside. "Made by kids from the Third World, at 5 cents an hour and priced at just $90, this cooler is suitable for everyone and for any impromptu pick-"

"Stop making small talk," Mr. See Through almost commanded.

"Matt, Matt, my friend, sales don't last forever," Ryan laughed at him. "You're squandering a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

The splinter was against Ryan's throat, threatening to bleed. "Do you think knowing my name will give you strength?" The threat of the Shroud. "When I came to New Rome, I was ready to be discovered, and I was not afraid of anything. So one last warning: leak secrets. ”

"Ogre Adam is trying to get into a mech called Baja

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The control panel of the satellite made in orbit ...... "Ryan tried to find the exact name. “Bahamut !”

When he said the word, the windows of the hut were shattered.

The Shroud was silent for a moment, then removed the fragment aimed at the guest's throat. He sat in a chair in front of the computer in the cabin, his hands clenched. "All right," the vigilante finally said, not knowing what to say. "Well, how did you know the name?"

"Well, as you can guess, I can see parallel timelines and choose the one that is most beneficial to me," Ryan lied. Although he had learned about the glass manipulator through various channels, he was still wary of confiding in him secrets at the beginning of their relationship. "I've seen some very ugly ones."

"The story of Adam the Ogre who got into Bahat" At the thought of this, the vigilante flinched in fear.

Wow. Ryan had never seen him so scared before. This can only say one thing. "Do you believe me?"

"In addition to participating in the Mech

o

The people who raided the operation, no one knew about the satellites, "Sh

OUD declared. "It's possible that someone like Nihogg leaked the news, but as far as I know, you haven't been in touch with any survivors. And, if you want to cheat me, you can find something less kinky. ”

"Hey, are you implying that I'm not weird by nature?" Ryan asked, feigning anger. "I was shocked, I tell you, shocked!"

"No, you're not." The Shroud replied, fingers fidgeting. The news really worried him. "Why are you telling me this?"

"So you can tell your living sun to hurry up, because I can't destroy the bunker alone." At least not yet. "Why did it take him so long?"

The Shroud sighed. 'Constantly battling Augustus' threat meant we had a lot of mistakes in our squad. Since our last outing, the Carnival has not been able to catch up with the Augustus. We have heavyweights, but so do our enemies. ”

Ah, that explains their strategy. If you are in a superior position, why rely on asymmetric warfare to destroy the enemy?" So, your leaders are hiring?"

"He's asking for help from his old allies, but they can't leave their protector for too long," Sh

OUD admitted. "Leo is not confident that he will get everyone on board by the end of May."

"yes, Hannifat Lecter may be successful in less than two weeks," Ryan added, like the cherry on the cake. The "Yuan Gang" destroyed New Rome on 18 May, although the Courier suspected that it would happen again on the same day. "Tell your sun to rise faster."

"I'll scout Rust and interrogate ghouls. If I confirm your intelligence......" The Shroud folded his hands and intertwined his fingers. "If you're right, then we can't wait any longer, no."

"How long?"

"A few days at most." Oh? That was much better than expected. Ryan expected him to argue for hours, but the threat was so dangerous that Mardi Gras finally threw caution out of the way. "I'll contact you if it's confirmed."

"Alright, then I'll infiltrate the Augustus and fulfill my promise." Ryan said as he walked towards the door, leaving the ghoul with the box in the back. "You still owe me $90 for the cooler."

"No," replied the vigilante, trying to find less money for the courier.

"Marty, I don't do charity."

"No, the Augustus will wait," Mr. See Through said firmly, much to Ryan's surprise. "If you're right, Dy

AMIS hired Meta-GA

g, then this may be just the tip of the iceberg. Wyvern gives you the chance to join a million-strong army. Take it and keep me informed. ”

Ryan put his hands on his waist. "And what about your plans for an attack on the Augustus?" Because I won't promise you, unless you promise you won't target a few. ”

"If it turns out that Augustus and Dinas are Meta-Ga

Employers of g, we do not have the resources to wage war against them at the same time. ”Sh

Oud declared, though admitting it would obviously hurt him. "Augustus was a monster, his business killed thousands of people every year, but he would sit on his own mountain unless he was challenged. That bunker was an urgent crisis. ”

"Well, in our shrinkage Dy

AMIS scales before you'll stop your serial apartment bombings?"

"How do you know?" Mr. See-Through shook his head. "No matter. I promise you. At least, until McLaren's legacy is completely cleared. ”

Well, it's time to go for the Power Team Run.

It's better that way. After losing Jasmin, Ryan wasn't sure if he would be able to withstand Augustus' run.

Sometimes, he wondered why he had been holding out false hopes, when it was clear that the odds were not in his favor. The messenger has thought again and again that he can confide in someone instead of letting everything go away with his inevitable death. However, he has been uncovering old wounds, not ...... Let it pass.

"I think hope is the villain's final refuge," Ryan muttered to himself, walking out of the Shroud's hut with a heavy heart. Once the cycle has taken everything from him, hope is all he has.

Ryan moved to his Plymouth fury, only to find that someone was getting ahead of the charge.

A white Persian cat lies lazily on the hood of a car, its gorgeous blue eyes dazzling Ryan with a noble glow. The animal meowed ferociously at the courier, who immediately recognized it.

“Euge

e-He

y ?” Ryan approached Plymouth Fury and examined the cat closely. Yes, it's Yugney Henry. The Messenger recognizes the lazy and arrogant attitude of this noble animal anywhere.

How is that possible? The cat should be in the orphanage at the moment, and it was not seen in the Old Port in any of the previous cycles. What happened?

Jugney Henry lets out a loud "meow" and asks to be touched. Ryan agreed, and raised his hand to grab the animal's ears.

Popular music.

Ryan's hand touched only air.

No flashes, no warnings. A second ago, the cat was still in front of him; The next second he was gone.

Did he hallucinate? Still is......

Wait, by the end of the previous cycle, Ognor-Henry had been exposed to violet energy; Or maybe even that strange alien entity that the Courier briefly glimpsed. Could they have changed him somehow? Ryan knows that cats are advanced creatures, especially compared to dogs, but can these hairballs really gain superpowers like genomes?

To make sure nothing went wrong, he had to go to the orphanage to see the cat. Ryan is in the driver's seat, ready for a short trip to Rust Town before meeting his favorite cashmere purveyor.

"Rihanna."

At least, that's what he planned before her voice came out of the space-time broadcast.

This time, it's not pre-recorded.

With his fingers gripping the steering wheel, Ryan drove the car away, out of range of the Shroud. He had no intention of allowing vigilantes to eavesdrop on private matters. "Shorty".

Ryan drove through the crowded streets of New Rome, and in that painful minute, Ryan didn't seem to know what to say. In the end, she mustered up her courage. "I heard the radio. through your chronograph radio. ”

Are you sure?

She knew, of course, that she had been listening to his correspondence ever since he came to New Rome.

All these years, he has always wished that someone would remember him. And now......

"Is it true?" She asked. "Can you ...... Time traveled?"

"Yes," the courier said frankly, nervous. He should have been relieved, even happy, at this unexpected development, but the barriers between them were erected again. This cycle washed away all their progress. "It's happened before. I don't know how this recording travels through time. ”

Maybe Ryan finished her invention before the Bahamas wiped Isia off the map, or maybe it was a side effect of Ryan's own experiments.

Len thought about the news for a moment, then asked another question. "Why don't you ...... Why not repeat it?"

"You mean repeating the conversation?"

"You...... You and I ......," he could almost imagine her biting her lower lip on the other end of the phone. "This approach has worked before. It could have succeeded again. ”

"I told you before," Ryan said with a sigh, though it didn't make much sense from her perspective. "The collapse that led to this conversation was sincere. If I repeat it, it's fake. Even if it succeeds, if it is necessary for us to be friends again, it is manipulating. ”

Although it pained him inside, he couldn't replace the lost Jasmine. Ryan might think it's just amnesia, and his ex-girlfriend has a point. If you forget something you haven't done yet and choose to go the other way, are you really the same person? Or will you turn into a different person?

"I think I want our relationship to remain genuine," Ryan admitted, heartily. "Even if it hurts."

He knew it was a big request, but it was what the Messenger wanted most. He didn't want to save the world or anything like that, as much as he wanted to. In the end, what Ryan longs for is happiness.

"Where are you going, Riley?" Lunn asked, her voice choked up. She struggled to keep her composure, but his words clearly affected her.

"Go to an orphanage," he said. "I'm going to have to check. Make sure the kids are well. ”

Psyshock is resurrected again, if Rya

Entrust this cycle to Dy

amis, he can't rely on Ca

Cel has come to kill this bastard permanently. He had to find a way to solve the problem.

"I ......"

There was another brief silence.

"I'll go too."