Chapter 795

A man walked into the aisle. He had a tall body and a casual posture.

"Homer?"

"I've been looking for you for a long time. I guessed you would be here."

"What's the matter?"

"Did you forget? Uncle rozim invited us to his place."

At this time, Bahram remembered that he had a party——

The bottom deck of unbound soul is still an ordinary day, and the tall dome is still flashing monotonous yellow and green light, which looks like an untuned viewing screen.

Lead gray dust kept falling, accumulating on the exterior decoration of the house, cooked iron drainage pipes, brass eaves, steps like bones and willow windows.

But the streets are warm. Under the residential area on the lower deck, the ancient pipeline pumps the warm air to the heat pit under the road, so the heat circulates around a height of about 10 meters.

In the private box of the panjie shop, Loken opened his mechanical robe, drank a beer and leaned against a cooked iron chair.

The owner of the shop likes iron very much.

It can be said that everything they have is made of iron. Even in terms of taste, this beer is made of iron.

Loken felt that he had relaxed for the first time in recent months. Hami giddoton's purgatory full of mud, mice and bullets had long been left behind. Although he was often awakened by the artillery bombing in his dream at night, Loken felt reborn with a glass of beer, a seat and a warm and friendly street.

Suddenly, a much bigger man blocked the light.

"Reverend Loken, are you here?"

Loken tilted his head and squinted at the calm soldier, the strongest astat recruit.

"Why am I not here? I also have shares in rozim. He made so much this time. Can it make sense regardless of me?"

"I heard uncle rozim went to the ground."

Bahram said wearily and sat down in a chair.

"Hey, you know, that guy didn't know how to find a lot of wealth. Now he's a millionaire."

"Sounds like a story."

Homer also sat down and picked up a glass of beer.

As the clock was adjusted to the time of day, the lights on every street came on automatically.

"By the way, Reverend Loken, I heard you went down to the ground with the commander of the war?"

"Well, yes, right under the Hades nest."

"What happened to you?"

"What else can there be, smelly green skin and jumpy spirit clan, but there is a spirit clan woman who is very tender and seems to be familiar with the head of the war......"

"Oh? There's such a thing."

Homer leaned over his head with interest.

"Tell me the details, Reverend Loken."

Loken glanced at each other.

"This can involve confidentiality."

"Then you say something not confidential."

"But, um..."

"What?"

Loken thought and shook his head.

"What you can say is meaningless. When you climb to the command level in the future, you will naturally know the rest."

"Harm, don't you mean you didn't say it?"

"Homer, don't embarrass Reverend Loken. We have violated the ban since we came here today."

Bahram drank an empty glass and dropped a coin next to the empty glass on the glass table, but the coin did not fall down, but stood on the table.

Just like his mood now.

"The regiment only gave us four days to rest, and then we had to return to combat readiness, but the rest was also regular. We had to maintain certain behavior, do not disturb other crew members, restrict the use of mortal entertainment facilities, and prohibit us from leaving the upper deck. We shouldn't have come here."

Haomo nodded:

"Yes, but Uncle rozim has taken good care of us for so many years, hasn't he?"

Bahram was about to say something, but he sighed.

"Yes, so we came."

"But I think he should invite others."

"You mean..."

Suddenly, the door opened again, and Oscar and Zod brothers came in.

"I'll tell you."

Sure enough, several new recruits came one after another, all of whom had a good relationship with rozim.

"Revel, boys! For the battle group and victory, and the emperor's grandfather who is temporarily paralyzed!"

When the door opened for the last time, rosim appeared in a funny dress, followed by a man wrapped in sealed overalls and pushing a cart full of wine and food.

A burst of cheers and applause broke out in the room. It is reasonable that the victory celebration party will not start until it returns to the home star, but it may take months, so rozim held a small party for the recruits in advance.

"Boys! You did a good job in this battle. You must have killed a lot of green heads!"

Rozim turned, picked up the bottle and threw it into the crowd.

Bahram took the bottle and took a swig. He found that it was a very high-grade wine, not the inferior beer sold by rozim in the store.

He took a look at the packaging of the wine bottle. Although he didn't know the brand above, he knew 315.m37 at this time.

This is a treasure for nearly 400 years!

"Uncle rozim, how did you... Get this?"

Rozim grinned and winked his right eye at him.

"Secret."

"Rosim, I heard you made a lot of money this time."

Loken lit a high-end cigar and took a sip of it. It was made in the hazy Star area and the price was equivalent to three or four high-end aircraft servants.

"Okay, okay."

Rozim shook his collar and intentionally or unintentionally revealed a thumb thick rare metal necklace and an egg large bright stone. This mineral is extremely rare and is a necessary material for making advanced laser weapons. It is almost completely monopolized by mechanical education.

"Last time you said you were going to sponsor me a plan -"

"Say it again, say it again."

Suddenly, Loken noticed the man behind rozim, who was also a big man, worse than the Star Warrior.

"When did you get the whole oglin? You wrapped it up."

"He, a new attendant of mine, will stay here for the time being. I plan to get a boat alone and let him drive."

"Oh, listen to you. He's still a driver? What's his name?"

"His name is zhe zhe Bulong."

"Why doesn't he speak himself..."

"Dumb, don't ask so much."

Just then, the doorbell of the box suddenly rang, and everyone stopped.

"Hmm? Didn't I tell them not to disturb?"

At first, rothim thought it was a waiter, so he walked towards the gate. Loken stood up and followed him.

"Who's knocking?"

Haomo put down his glass and looked curiously at the door.

Bahram suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Oh, could it be Robin?"

Suddenly, Homer clapped his hands and laughed:

"Uncle rozim invited Robin as a guest!"

Robin is generally recognized as a cold shoulder. It is difficult to see him in almost all non training or combat activities. He is a very isolated person most of the time.

If rozim invited him, it would be big news.

But Bahram shook his head.

"Not necessarily Robin."

Rozim had touched the door handle, and Loken read a word behind him.

"Push."

At the moment of opening the gate, rozim saw only soshyan's face and Talos's bad smile——

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