Ark Undead

"That person seems to have recognized me."

"How did you meet? Oh, didn't he bring that blonde girl over to play before? My older sister even got into a few fights with that little girl. I went up and fought against her twice too, so I should remember her."

"Bring more people? Okay, I got it. Is your older sister coming too?"

"Still proceeding according to the original plan? Okay, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Officer Boots took another drag of his cigarette and tossed it into the ashtray in front of him.

Officer Boots still feels a lingering fear when he recalls the calm look in the eyes of the man who was arrested.

What if he doesn't recognize me?

Boots didn't know either.

However, he had personally experienced the infected riots a year ago, and the scenes from that time were deeply imprinted in his mind.

A figure entwined in flames, with sparks flying around him like stars surrounding the moon.

If that person gets angry again...

Boots shuddered; he dared not think about it.

Even the infected population that Victoria's security had managed to suppress was crushed by that guy as easily as ants. I wonder what he would do if he got angry.

On the other side, the company building of Kalan Trade.

Xisha paced back and forth, waiting for Jiaofeng to finish his call with his boss.

He kept rubbing his hands, worried about his friend who always liked to hide under his armor.

He's a warrior knight, how could he have been captured?

Could it be because of Miss Skyfire? That doesn't make sense...

Just as Xisha was about to push open the door to listen to Jiaofeng's conversation, Jiaofeng finished his phone call.

"So, what did the boss say?"

Horn Peak smiled, his expression relaxed.

He patted the shoulder of the younger member of his clan in front of him and began to speak.

"There's nothing seriously wrong."

"Does the boss have any plans?"

Xisha breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good."

"No, the boss hasn't made any arrangements. He just wants us to watch the show."

Jiao Feng's words almost made Xisha catch his breath.

"No arrangements whatsoever?! How can nothing be wrong then?! And you're still watching a show?!"

Xisha's eyes widened.

"He's been arrested by the Victoria Police Department. He's infected, so he'll be taken to an infected community!"

"Yes."

Horn Peak nodded indifferently.

Xisha was somewhat confused about her boss's thinking.

Horn Peak looked at the anxious Xisha in front of him and shook his head with a smile.

"Xisha, who is he?"

"What? Who is he? Mr. Immortal?"

Xisha felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he continued talking along with what Jiaofeng had said.

Horn Peak asked again.

"What is his identity?"

"A knight of Kazimierz, a wandering spirit of Victoria, a warlock of the Warlock's Guild..."

"anything else?"

"besides?"

Xisha looked at the horn in front of him, blinked, and didn't quite understand what it meant.

The smile on Horn Peak's thick face grew wider and wider, and he patted Xisha again.

"You've met that girl named Vina, haven't you?"

"Vina?"

Xisha thought for a moment and then nodded.

"That blonde girl? I saw her..."

Thinking of this, Xisha paused, her wide eyes freezing for a moment.

"Could it be?!"

"uh-huh."

Seeing that his junior had grasped his meaning, Horn Peak decided not to say anything more.

It was just something we talked about casually, like a casual chat.

"I was just as anxious as you were, but after hearing the news, the boss just smiled and said one thing."

"what?"

Xisha asked curiously.

Cliffheart picked up the communicator from the table and looked at his junior.

"He's a war knight, it's none of your business where he wants to go."

...

Half an hour later.

As Tianhu left the police station, she looked back at the station and gently bit her lip.

After calming down inside for a while, Tianhuo could still roughly sense that this assassination attempt was definitely aimed at the Undead.

I'm an unlucky guy, I got caught in the crossfire of the undead.

However, if he goes to an area where infected people live, things will get complicated!

Both the sorcery and her friend, the immortal, were very important to her.

Without thinking it over, Tianhuo turned around and headed towards the transportation hub.

She needs to go back and contact some of her friends to figure out a way to get the undead out of there!

Shortly after Tianhuo left, three police cars drove out of the police station.

This place holds a recently arrested infected person. He was involved in a street fight and has taken several more lives.

So he was directly taken to an area where infected people lived, and they didn't even give him a separate cell.

Despite having a legitimate job and even owning a property in the downtown area.

But do we really need three police cars to transport an infected criminal?

Meanwhile, on the other side, at Victoria City Hall.

It's late at night, but there are still people here handling business.

In an ornately decorated office, Sarkaz put down his pen and raised his glass.

He went to a banquet today, but left before it was halfway through.

He made some arrangements; to ensure his plan could proceed smoothly, he needed to eliminate some potential threats.

While some threats cannot be eliminated, at least they can be made less powerful.

For example, restricting his personal freedom.

Even if it's just for two days, that's enough.

The dozen or so men sent out today, Sarkaz knew they posed no threat to him.

But if there are other people around that person, he won't just stand by and do nothing; he'll definitely take action.

In particular, if it comes to taking action on the street, the Victorian police are not to be trifled with.

If he really throws a tantrum at the police station or resists arrest, then there will be corresponding reports in the newspapers the next day.

This will only add another layer to the conflict between the infected and the general public.

The purpose of assassination is sometimes not to kill. After all, assassination is merely a means to achieve an objective.

Even if something unexpected happens, this conflict is enough to offset the losses.

After all, many years ago, Sarkaz had also faced that fear.

But now...

Sarkaz smiled smugly.

Circumstances are beyond our control; sometimes, when we lack the strength, we have to use our brains.

Moreover, for him, it's quite interesting to get his mind working like this.

But just as he was about to take a sip and celebrate that he had temporarily put a weight on his shoulders, he realized that he was about to give up.

The office door was pushed open.

"grown ups!"

The visitor knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation.

Sarkaz frowned, a sense of foreboding flashing through his mind.

"What? He didn't go in?"

"No, sir, you've got everything figured out! He was indeed surrounded by the arriving Victoria police!"