Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

I knew you'd like this.

Swire had come fully prepared, anticipating almost every possible scenario; if even this failed…

The girl looked up at the man's face, revealing her sharp little tiger teeth.

"PhD."

Mike was confused.

"Quack!"

A hungry tiger pounces on its prey.

Swire probably miscalculated the distance in his excitement, and the moment he lunged forward, his hard forehead bumped right into Mike's chin.

The man then fell backward.

He had only one thought in his mind: Swire wanted to murder him.

The little tiger also lost its balance and fell to the edge of the road. Fortunately, it was noon and the road to Mike's repair shop was relatively secluded, so not many people came by, and no one saw the embarrassing scene.

"Wow, Doctor, why did you lose your balance?"

Facing the innocent-looking Swire, Mike covered his chin and whimpered, explaining that he had accidentally bitten his tongue and his mouth tasted rusty.

You still say you didn't commit murder?

If he were to activate his Dark Form now, these injuries would heal quickly. But how could he transform in front of Swire?

Seeing Mike's distorted expression, Swire immediately realized she had made a mistake. She stood on tiptoe and asked with concern, "How badly are you hurt?"

"No four... ugh!"

As soon as Mike spoke, the girl reached out and hugged her neck, pressing her soft lips to hers.

After a short while, the two slowly separated.

Swire's delicate face was flushed as if stained with blood, a color that was breathtakingly beautiful. She breathed softly and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling any better?"

Mike thought about it. He used to be the one kissing Texas, Lin Yuxia, and Kal'tsit. He never expected that Swire would win the kiss.

"Not done yet, let's try again."

Feilin rolled her eyes at him: "If you do it again, someone will see. I'm asking you, have you kissed Texas and Lin Yuxia?"

Mike thought to himself, "And there's Kal'tsit too."

Great lynxes especially enjoy kissing passionately when they reach the summit, almost to the point of obsession.

"The PhD student is going to turn into a scumbag."

No, it already is.

Mike has always been self-aware.

……

After more than ten consecutive days of sunny weather, Longmen finally welcomed a long-awaited cloudy day.

Mike moved a chair and sat in front of the repair shop. He especially liked to look at the misty distance on rainy days when no one was around, and listen to the pattering rain under the eaves, which made him feel particularly relaxed.

There won't be any business in this kind of weather.

It happened to be the weekend, and Jiawei and his two companions were off work, so he was the only one in the shop.

Mike swayed gently, closing his eyes to listen to the rain.

Kal'tsit sent out the letter four days ago; heaven knows how many people will respond.

I originally planned to go to the North alone, but now it looks like I'll need a few more companions.

There is a lack of effective communication between cities across Terra, so Mike will have to wait a few more days, but he only has a few days' grace.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes.

A fallen angel with short blue hair, holding an umbrella, stood at the door.

Mike never saw her again after that day, until now, when she appeared before him.

"You're different from before."

Mike said softly.

The fallen angel laughed and said, "You said that was before, and now is now."

"Find a place to sit. There's water in the kettle, and the cups are on the shelf."

"You're really not being polite."

The man's lips twitched slightly; he didn't notice the little red bird following behind the fallen angel.

Mostima walked into the store alone, seemingly sensing Mike's thoughts, and said without turning her head, "Are you looking for Fiameta?"

"I remember you two were inseparable, and she was your guardian. How could you let you run around outside alone like that?"

“I told her I was going to church alone and would see her in two hours, and she agreed.”

Mike, his eyes still closed, asked, "So you took advantage of this time to run away?"

No one answered.

I heard the sound of water being poured behind me.

A chair was placed next to Mike.

The fallen angel sat down with him and handed him a glass of water.

"Thank you."

Do you really have to say thank you?

Mike liked Mostima a little more; she was quiet and gentle, with an inherent calmness. She rarely got emotional, but that wasn't always the case.

If you had to choose a soulmate, fallen angels would definitely be in the top three.

He liked her, and she liked him too.

The two understood each other without saying a word, but neither of them spoke again.

Mostima thought a lot, wondering what kind of ending he might have.

Even if she likes the Doctor, and her love is strong enough, there will definitely be many people who oppose it and many people who will disagree. First and foremost is Red Liberi, and then the others.

Even if they choose to be together now, even if they elope, it won't change anything; someone will eventually find them.

If it's not possible now, then let's try later. There will definitely be a time when they can be together in the future.

Life is still long.

Two hours passed quickly. The fallen angel smiled, stood up, placed the water glass on the table beside him, and said softly, "I'm leaving."

Mike looked up at her and asked, "Want me to give you a ride?"

"no need."

The fallen angel walked into the rain, his figure gradually disappearing into the hazy mist.

The man closed his eyes again, his breathing becoming even.

He understood her feelings.

Mostima awaits their future.

And at this moment, the rain continues to fall.

35. Who is hurting Exusiai?

Almost a week had passed since Mike announced his intention to leave Lungmen, and he finally fixed Penguin Logistics' sports car.

This car used to be a bright red, eye-catching, and its engine roared as it drove down the street; it was incredibly stylish.

just now……

Exusiai stared in disbelief at the sleek black sports car in front of her, unable to believe her eyes. Was this really their car?

"Mr. Mike, how did you do that?"

Texas stood beside her partner, her eyes glued to the dramatically changed sports car. Compared to the previous red, she preferred the more serious, cooler tones, and...

Mike walked to the front of the car and gently patted the hood: "The chassis is still the same sports car you used to drive, but I made some slight modifications to the exterior to make it more discreet, but not understated. You can still vaguely see the original design."

He reached out and opened the car door, then continued, "Now the door is easier to open and won't obstruct the driver's movement. I've added a steel plate inside for protection; it can be used to block enemy attacks if necessary. Also..."

Mike reached inside the car door and then removed it in front of everyone.

"As you can see, it can only be removed from the driver's seat to be used as a shield. I took the weight into account and made a special adaptation. Of course, it is definitely not as good as a traditional shield, but as I said, it is definitely enough for emergency use, and it can also help you hide weapons in normal times."

"These are the headlights, high beams, enhanced high beams. I hope the last one won't be needed. The effect is similar to a flashbang. After using it once, the headlights will break and you'll need to install new ones."

"In addition, this vehicle is also designed with reinforced armor and anti-spell devices installed on the outside. If you need them, you can ask Javi and the others to help install them. The cost will be calculated separately. However, I estimate that after installation, it may be stopped by the traffic police."

"Finally, I would like to remind you that it is best to try the engine that I have tuned first, in case of any problems."

He had barely finished speaking when Exusiai, a few steps away, was already eager to try it out. After all, the sports car was a new toy, and for the little angel who was good at embracing new things, there was nothing better than this.

However, Texas's focus wasn't on the sports car. The Rupert frowned slightly: "You're leaving Lungmen?"

Mike sighed inwardly. As expected, Texas couldn't be fooled; she cared more about the person in front of her than the sports car.

Watching Exusiai drive the car out of the repair shop and slowly drive on the road ahead, the man said softly, "I have travel plans in the near future. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance."

The subtext of this statement is that I don't intend to take you with me.

Mike knew that Texas wouldn't leave Penguin Logistics easily. The Luper were satisfied with their current lives and found it hard to accept new changes. Being able to take a seat in the Syracuse family was already the biggest concession they could make.

Besides, wolves from the south would freeze to death if they forced their way to the north.

"German dog" is just a term of endearment.

"Where are you going? When will you be back? Is there anyone else besides you?"

Texas took out a Pocky stick from her jacket pocket, put it in her mouth, and casually handed the box to Mike, but to her surprise, the man took the whole box away.

She stared at the guy in surprise, while Mike, without realizing it, stuffed the item into his pocket.

"I'm going to the north to take a look. I don't know how long I'll be gone. Maybe I'll come back next summer, or maybe I'll stay there for a while. The plan was for me to go alone, but now it seems like there might be five or six people going together. I didn't plan to bring any Rhodes Island operators with me, maybe just one or two at most."