Ark Undead

Chen seemed to have thought of something troublesome, and she sighed.

"Yesterday, the Royal Guard received many complaints from the public, saying that strange people wearing armor and carrying dangerous weapons appeared on the streets of Lungmen."

Goodness, so this has already caused so much trouble.

"However, our Guard Bureau people at least know your background. They just calmed the public down and didn't actually go and arrest you. Consider it a debt you owe your brothers. Just be more careful in the future."

Chen waved his hand, generously letting the matter drop.

What else can we do but let this go? Arrest them? Can we even beat them?

The Undead was still absorbed in what Wei Yanwu had told him, but he overlooked the most important thing.

Or rather, as a person from the Age of Fire, he had become accustomed to such things, but did not realize how important identity was in the present-day Terra continent.

As a warrior knight, he might be able to gain a large following by relying on the reputation he has earned in Kazimierz.

However, at the national level, those high-ranking officials have no responsibility to answer the question of why no one is dying.

Why was Wei Yanwu able to proactively reveal this information to the Undead? And why did he specifically take the time to come back and tell Chen, so that Chen could relay this information to the Undead?

The immortals were unaware of this, but Chen was.

She clearly remembered Wei Yanwu's expression when she spoke to the highest ruler of Lungmen about the immortals yesterday.

That was the kind of frown Wei Yanwu would only show when something big was about to happen, and it was also one of the few times he spoke frankly with Chen Zhi.

"Tell that person that Draco's news has nothing to do with Lungmen. If they really want to get to the bottom of this, then they should go to the Reunion Movement. The Reunion Movement will have the answers they want."

grown ups.

What kind of person could possibly deserve such a respectful and cautious address from Wei Yanwu?

What did Wei Yanwu know that led him to make such a decision?

Chen Hua couldn't figure it out even after spending the whole night, so he had no choice but to convey Wei Yanwu's original words to the Undead.

Fortunately, the immortal didn't press the matter further, which at least temporarily diverted his attention.

But a moment later, Chen began to worry about something else.

Neither of them spoke; the only sounds in the room were their breathing.

Soon, a voice broke the silence.

The door to Chen's office was pushed open, and a boisterous voice came from inside.

"Old Chen, it's time for the routine meeting. You're just holed up in your office..."

The visitor was surprised to find another person in the room, and judging from their demeanor, they were probably discussing something very important.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. Please continue."

The demon policewoman gave the two people who turned to look at her an apologetic smile, then reached out to pull the door back open.

Chen stopped her.

"No need, everything has been said. You've come at the perfect time, Hoshiguma."

Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Hoshiguma, his mind returned to his familiar work.

"Perfect timing, let me introduce you. This is the Undead, the famous War Knight."

When Hoshiguma heard the name Undead, her eyes lit up.

The tall female demon approached the undead and extended her palm.

"I'm Hoshiguma, an elite operator in the Lungmen Guard Bureau's Special Task Force, and I'm Officer Chen's subordinate. Just call me by my first name. It's nice to meet you!"

Unsurprisingly, Hoshiguma is also a combative person, as evidenced by the excitement she showed upon hearing the words "war knight."

But she was trying to restrain herself because it was work time, not a time for her to socialize in private.

For ordinary people, the title "war knight" might just be a name.

But for someone like Hoshiguma, who once worked in the yakuza, what a titled knight represents is beyond doubt.

Absolute strength is what people in the underworld are most interested in. Even after Hoshiguma became a formal member of the organization, this habit remained unchanged.

For the police officers of Lungmen, who are on duty every day and must use force to punish criminals, worshipping the strong is the most common thing.

"Immortal."

The Undead stood up and was surprised to find that the policeman named Hoshiguma was about the same height as him.

Despite their slender figures, Hoshiguma's strength could be sensed from the restrained grip of their hands when they shook hands.

The Undead glanced at the green-haired ghost woman in front of him with some surprise.

"Well, it's good that we know each other. We can say hello if we run into each other in the future. But I hope that next time I see you on the street, you can dress less conspicuously. To appease the trouble you've caused, half of our police station has gone out to be public relations officers."

As expected of a police officer, even when you've just met someone, you can still steer the conversation towards public order.

Hoshiguma smiled, and without waiting for the Undying Man's reply, turned to Chen and said.

"Let's go, Old Chen, Swire is already waiting."

"Okay, I'll leave right away."

As he spoke, Chen tidied up the things on the table, then carried some documents needed for the meeting to the door.

She spoke to the Undead before she left.

"You can leave on your own now, I won't see you off. If you need to contact me again later, just have someone from the Guard Bureau pass on a message to me. As you can see, I'm actually quite busy."

With that, Officer Chen left his office.

Hoshiguma, standing nearby, smiled and greeted the Undead.

"I'm going too, how about we grab a drink sometime? I'd really recommend a fish ball shop. Okay, bye!"

Watching the two leave, the Undead shook his head, feeling that he hadn't gained anything today, but he had gotten some information.

At least for now, Lungmen has no secrets about Drak. But the Lungmen governor has given him a new clue.

However, this clue is a bit far off, and the Undead have no plans to pursue it for the time being.

As the Undead left Chen's office, he passed the conference room and glanced out the window. He saw what appeared to be another figure sitting with Chen and Hoshiguma. However, the Undead couldn't see clearly because the person had their back to him.

Before the immortal could even notice what was happening inside, he was stopped by a passing policeman.

Having finally escaped the fervent fans who wanted to give him the breakfast they had bought, the undead, now separated from the Guard Bureau, felt somewhat lost.

The search for the connection between the dragon head and the dragon body stone has stalled, so what is the point of his coming to Longmen?

After thinking for a while, the Undying Man decided to go back to the hotel first.

Moreover, in less than a month, Rhodes Island's small mobile island will be near Lungmen.

At least he still has to talk to his disciples...

As the immortal was thinking about something, he suddenly stopped and reached out to precisely grab a slender arm.

"what!"

The person hadn't expected the immortal to be able to sense her actions and instinctively gasped in surprise.

The immortal grabbed the woman's arm and lifted her up.

It was a purple-haired Castor girl with two long, thin ears on her head. If you didn't look closely, you might mistake those ears for tufts of hair.

Her expression now showed some panic.

While struggling, the girl unconsciously curled up her body.

But the undead still noticed the marks on her neck.

It was a dark purple Originium crystal.

This is an infected person.

137. The thief

"Hand over the stuff."

The immortal held the purple-haired Caster girl by the arm with one hand, and stretched out the other.

"Things that were taken from my body."

But the words of the undead had no effect; the girl's ears drooped down, hanging limply on her head, and she did not react.

She really didn't expect that she would make a mistake, and that she would be caught as soon as she pulled her hand out from between the gaps.

Since she's been caught and can't escape, she has to accept her fate; that's the rule of her line of work.

People around noticed the situation and began to move away from the undead automatically, forming a circle around them. Some sounds started to drift over.

The undead frowned, his face hidden in his armor, then turned and walked toward the Guard Bureau.

Where are you going?

The girl from Caster knew she was no match for the enormous creature before her. But seeing the familiar route, she couldn't help but ask where the undead was going.

"Guards Bureau".

The Undead looked down at the Caster girl, who resembled his prey, and said.

"Here you go, Officer Chen."

"!" To everyone's surprise, as soon as he said that, the girl Caster, who was being held in his hand, immediately became excited and blurted out in a flustered voice.

"No, no, no, don't take me to the Guard Bureau! I'll give you the stuff, and you can have any compensation you want!"

The Undead looked at the girl he had lifted with some surprise. He thought this guy was a repeat offender who didn't care about going to jail.

So he thought about it and simply said...

"Give me the stuff."

"Oh...but my hands hurt so much from being lifted up by you!"

"bargain?"

The young girl from Caster timidly looked up at the arm that the undead had lifted, then at his imposing armor, and shrank back.

The immortal thought for a moment and then spoke again.