v2 Chapter 87： Plan

September 27, 177 in the federal calendar.

London streets.

The city's streets are dark and scattered in the fog, and there are few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets.

In the middle of the street, there is a big hole with cracked soil and rock.

——It's probably a pothole made by a huge weird.

Bai Feng leaned against an abandoned street lamp, staring at the mobile phone in his hand.

The latest news is displayed in Penguin Watch.

"At 15:15 on September 26, 177, the tsunami caused by the deep-sea earthquake in the Pacific has spread to several large regions, and the wars in Australia and East Asia have been affected. 》

Bai Feng reached out his finger and pointed in, wanting to check the detailed content, but when he clicked in, the internet was not good, so he repeated this action, dull and monotonous.

After trying this for a long time to no avail, Bai Feng finally let out a sigh of relief, chose to give up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked to the bar on the corner of the street.

At the entrance of the bar, he also saw the billboard of Xinghan Technology Company.

"Xinghan Technology Company, Tomorrow Star, Recruitment Guide. 》

Push the door open and walk into the bar.

The bar was deserted and the light was dim. There were only a few guests sitting in the corner. However, Bai Feng seemed to have an appointment early, and when he walked in, his eyes fell on the corner by the window.

There was a man sitting there.

Even the dark environment and depressed atmosphere can hardly conceal his short sunny blond hair and bright eyes.

Bai Feng walked slowly in front of him, pulled the chair away and sat down, took a deep breath, and said, "Lance?"

Lance raised his head and squinted at the oriental man in front of him, his eyes hard to conceal his vigilance and guard.

Bai Feng showed a friendly smile: "Don't worry, I just want to ask for life."

With that, he handed out a business card of Xinghan Technology Company and sent it to Lance.

Lance was noncommittal about this. He only glanced at the business card without even answering it. Instead, he asked, "I know Mr. Su, and Xinghan Technology wants to cooperate with me. Why didn't he come to see me?"

Bai Feng showed a faint smile when he heard the words, and said: "When I contacted you before, didn't I tell you? This matter has to be separated from Mr. Su, Yuanliao and Xinghan Technology Co., Ltd... So, Mr. Su can't come forward..."

Lance's face sank, but he didn't ask about this topic anymore. Instead, he asked: "I still don't quite understand. Yuan Liao wants to launch a hero, why is it me?"

"Because you have nothing to do with Yuan Liao." Bai Feng still maintained the inscrutable smile on his face, lowered his voice, and said like a devil, "What has happened to the Federation in these short ten days, I Think you should also be aware that communication networks are almost completely paralyzed. The cities on the Pacific coast have been hit by tsunamis of varying degrees. There are frequent earthquakes, several volcanic eruptions, and an endless stream of weirdness appears more densely, killing all over the world. The attacked city is the source of the disaster. The weird plants of Dongying have connected to Tokyo and have begun to spread out unstoppably. Because of the tsunami, the weird landed in Australia got a respite. North America has also suffered from the tsunami inland. A large number of sea monsters attacked, and the news about sea snakes attacking the North American region of tens of kilometers will be familiar to you. Even in London-the upside down world-hell attacks have not been interrupted every day, not only are they getting more Frequent, more and more monsters, from the 17th to today, how many people choose to leave London, do I need to talk about it?

"In such a situation, shouldn't a hero stand up?"

Listening to these words, a smile finally appeared on Lance’s face, but his voice was quite cold: "I used to think that the people from Yuanliao only wanted to protect themselves, but... Su Chen did this, it’s clear that Do you want to lay out for himself on this instability of the Federation?"

"There are some things, it's not good to say it, and Mr. Su himself can't leave the country of the dead, so you have a chance."

The smile on Lance's face quickly faded and became suspicious: "I appeared in London to save ordinary people here, not to be a man-made hero."

"Our purpose is to make you a hero." Bai Feng rubbed his hands, "have you misunderstood something?"

"Don't think of me as a fool, Mr. Su, I am afraid that he will almost become a member of the Land of the Dead, right?" Lance said, "The people from the Far Liao in London recently have a very secret contact with the Land of the Dead. You are Want me to be the weird hero of the Land of the Dead? Or do I want to be a hero of humanity?"

The Yuan Liao people in London are collectively referred to as Su Chen and Xinghan Technology by the locals.

"What's the difference?" Bai Feng spread his hands, his face gradually turned mad, but he looked at Lance's deepest gaze, but with a touch of coldness that was extremely difficult to detect, "Become a hero in the country of the dead, you can Let you go to the second and third surnames unimpeded, and become a hero of mankind. You will share your status and power with us in this troubled world. At that time, you will be able to change more things.

"Being a real...hero isn't it?

"I think you will not refuse.

"hero."

In the dimly lit bar, the white people and the yellow people looked at each other, and slowly smiles appeared on the white people's faces.

It's just that, on the sunny blond hair and handsome face, the smile that appeared at this moment looked a little cold: "I have any reason to refuse? In troubled times, someone has to stand up, right?"

"Yes." Bai Feng shrugged.

Lance slowly raised his glass: "To the hero."

...

Half an hour after Bai Feng stepped out of the bar, the wind in London was a bit cold. He wrapped his khaki trench coat tightly and walked on the deserted street, wandering aimlessly. The sensory blur caused by low visibility made him feel a little bit cold. People's thinking is easier to diverge, and Bai Feng allows his own thinking to drift out, falling into his non-existent memory, trying to find that person.

That important person.

He only remembers people who are important but don't understand why they are important.

Even if only a little shadow can be captured...

But I don't know when, the unprovoked pain came again, his consciousness was completely tranced, he stumbled away for a certain distance, and finally fell on the street with no one, half of his body was torn like a sharp pain, cold sweat all over his forehead, When he woke up, the first thing he saw was an arm stretched out in front of his eyes.

Bai Feng raised his head and saw a familiar face.

Joanna was looking at him worriedly: "Sir, are you okay?"

Bai Feng recognized her at a glance, shook his head and stood up. Only then did he realize that she had come near Xinghan Technology Company unknowingly. Joanna and her Twelve Knights lived in a store opposite Xinghan Technology Company. Patrol nearby on weekdays.

Joanna didn't recognize who Bai Feng was. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Bai Feng, she said with a sigh of relief: "It's great that you are fine. There are not many people left in this city...please You can rest assured that we will protect you."

Bai Feng shook his head noncommittal and asked Joanna with wide-eyed eyes: "London's Yuanliao people have cooperated with you, why are you not equipped with their new equipment? The knight has increased the cannon, and the combat effectiveness has doubled!"

Joanna was a little dazed by this strange question for no apparent reason, and instinctively touched her waist—the mobile phone that Su Chen gave her was on her waist, and the magical mobile phone attracted the envy of many peers.

But Joanna still chose to answer Bai Feng's question in a serious manner: "Mr. Su has not yet joined the kingdom of the dead, we are here under the order of your majesty to guard..."

Having said that, she paused slightly, turned her head and glanced at the Xinghan Technology Company building behind her, and said, "Although I don’t know why your Majesty let us stay here, I think...maybe this is not the case, so we don’t. Qualified to accept anything from Mr. Su."

From the day she brought people to station here Su Chen never invited her into that building again.

He seemed to be wary of their eternal king.

But about this, Joanna could only be silent.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Joanna came back to her senses, only to find that the person who had fallen before had long since disappeared.

On the shore of the mist, Bai Feng was writing the penguin journal, one foot deep and one foot shallowly disappearing into the dim light.

The log read:

I set up a cauldron, duck blood, duck intestines, and duck liver were already prepared, and today a fan finally poured in.

Next, we have to wait for time to simmer the pot.

The London version of duck blood vermicelli soup is super delicious and only sells for 19 yuan.

If you leave a message in today's log, you can also get the 888th place to try the spicy spicy pot flavor for free.

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