Ark Undead

Although Kalan Trade had already paid the Undead, since Exusiai and Texas were willing to communicate, the Undead didn't need to be stingy; it was just a meal.

Kroos, standing next to him, gulped down the juice in his glass. Then he turned the glass upside down, rolled the last drop of juice into his mouth with his tongue, and looked helplessly at the undead next to him.

Immediately understanding, Bu Si Re waved his hand and called the waiter over.

"Yes, a bucket of juice."

"Could you repeat that, sir?"

"I said, I want a bucket of juice."

The Undead pointed to the cup in Kroos's hand next to him.

"Yes, the juice you just served us. We'd like a whole bucket."

Watching the waiter leave scratching his head, Exusiai and Croissant couldn't help but laugh.

Exusiai knows Ceobe's appetite. For this silly little dog, there are only two states: full or not full.

There is absolutely no such thing as hunger, or the concept of not being hungry.

I'm hungry as long as I haven't eaten enough!

Based on this principle, Exusiai also witnessed Ceobe nearly eating all the food in a small restaurant after going a day without food.

On her way to the bar, Croissant overheard Exusiai mentioning Ceobe. Thus, her first impression of Ceobe became that she was a big eater.

And it's cute.

As for Kroos herself, she was actually unaware of anything; she was just eating normal food.

Back when she first met the immortals, she could eat three or four pieces of meat in one meal, each piece about the size of a human head.

After a night, I'll be hungry again and need to eat.

Kroos never thought there was anything wrong with being able to eat, though this might be because some silent zombie hadn't taught him properly.

"Well, this trip went surprisingly smoothly."

After taking a sip of genuine beer, Texas breathed a sigh of relief; only now was she beginning to relax.

"That's true. We haven't encountered any minor natural disasters or anything like that along the way, and we haven't even encountered many large beasts."

Exusiai thought for a moment and said with some surprise.

"This was the easiest trip of the year. I thought I was going to suffer on this trip!"

Now that Exusiai and Texas have started this conversation, the Undead can ask some questions.

"You guys, do you often travel this far?"

"Haha, actually no! This is actually the first order this year that far away!"

"Exusiai smiled as she spoke."

"I just went to Kazimir to help transport goods. I went with a caravan, so there weren't any major problems. When I came back, I received an order from Kalan Trading!"

Texas, who was listening nearby, added a comment.

“Normally, we don’t get many long-distance orders like this because the company charges a lot for them. We happened to be on our way back and were quite close to Victoria, so we just picked up this order.”

No wonder.

The immortal nodded, which was considered an explanation.

When he first met Texas and Exusiai, he felt that their mental state was not particularly good.

If it's because they just finished an escort mission, then it's understandable.

Exusiai and Texas are very responsible for their work.

In the first few days, the two took turns keeping watch at night and tried to stay on safe roads during the day.

Texas takes a short break every few hours to make sure there are no problems on the road.

Later, the Undead offered to keep watch at night, making the daytime schedule more efficient.

Exusiai and Texas were initially unwilling, after all, it was their job.

But the Undead stayed by the campfire every night and never slept. Exusiai and Texas wanted to return to Lungmen as soon as possible, so they agreed to the Undead's request.

A good night's sleep naturally leads to higher efficiency during the day and saves a lot of time for rest.

"About the Emperor."

The Undead placed the wine glass on the table, and the sound fermented within his helmet, slowly emanating from it.

"You know him very well?"

"Sigh, I don't really know him! The boss is a very mysterious person, and he likes to do all sorts of things!"

Exusiai waved her hand. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be exhausted from being tormented by her boss.

"However, our boss is a very good person. Apart from not giving raises and being unreliable, he has no other flaws."

Just as Exusiai was waving and talking, a penguin came out from behind the bar counter, carrying a large wooden barrel in its arms!

"Hey! Talking bad about the boss behind his back? I'll dock your pay!"

Suddenly, the emperor dressed up as a bartender and placed the wooden bucket he was carrying on the table in front of everyone.

Here's the bucket of juice you ordered!

The emperor glanced at the immortal beside him and took off the sunglasses hanging on the bridge of his nose with a hand so thin that it was impossible to tell that he had fingers.

Exusiai chuckled foolishly and began to frantically praise her boss, trying to salvage her salary and year-end bonus.

"Humph!"

The emperor ignored him; he was already tired of hearing these things. It just so happened that the angel's favorite thing was to complain to others about how unreliable his boss was.

But to the emperor's surprise, the Archangel invited the Undead to drink with him. In the emperor's memory, few outsiders had ever enjoyed such treatment.

Exusiai's least favorite thing is owing people things, whether it's a favor or money.

If you owe someone something, unless it's something you were extremely unwilling to do, it's definitely one of the ways Exusiai shows that she values ​​that person.

If it were because the Undead had taken care of Exusiai and the others on the way, it would be fine if Exusiai had treated them to this meal.

If the Undead really does host a dinner party, then the Emperor will have to seriously reassess the Knight's standing among his employees.

While the emperor was sizing up the immortals, the immortals were also sizing up the emperor.

The fact that this penguin could talk didn't actually have much of an impact on the Undead.

The key point is that this penguin can not only talk, but also has such lifelike facial expressions that you can tell its emotions.

Even the Undead, who have lived for so long, have never seen such a human-like... penguin.

The Undead took Kroos's cup, filled it with juice, and placed it in front of her.

Then he reached out and patted her head, indicating that she could drink it.

So the blond idiot picked up the glass in front of him and drank the juice in one gulp.

Snapped!

The cup clattered on the table, and Kroos looked at the Undead, his eyes filled with longing.

I want more!

So the Undead poured her another cup, and this time he said to Kroos.

"There will be food in a little while. Drink less, otherwise you won't be able to eat."

Kroos had no choice but to start sipping the juice, one sip at a time.

The emperor could certainly see Kroos's condition; no matter how well he hid it, he couldn't hide the small crystals that were faintly visible on his skin.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he asked.

"Infected person?"

"Ah."

The Undead nodded and readily admitted it.

The emperor touched his beak and then spoke.

"Longmen doesn't oppress the infected too much, but they still have to live in designated areas. Otherwise, those in high positions of power and with status can ignore this."

The emperor glanced at Kroos, who was sipping juice beside him, and frowned.

"Her condition is very serious, what happened to you?"

"When I found it, it was like this."

The immortal raised his eyes and looked at the emperor over there.

"Is it serious?"

"It's very serious."

The emperor nodded; he had no reason to lie about this.

"It has already spread to her arm, and it seems that her mental state has also been affected, possibly impacting her brain function."

In fact, the emperor was wrong about this. Kroos's condition was indeed very serious, but it did not affect her brain.

In other words, Kroos is just that stupid, and it has nothing to do with Oripathy.

But the man who died was unaware that he immediately became worried after hearing the emperor's words.

"You have a way?"

The immortal looked at the emperor and asked.

"There's no way around it, but I know someone who does."

The emperor pulled out a name card from somewhere on his person and handed it to the immortal in front of him.

The immortal took the business card, paused for a moment, looked at the emperor in front of him, and asked uncertainly.

Rhodes Island?

"Yes."

The plump penguin nodded.