Ark Undead

It's just a price to pay; the Undead figured this out a long time ago.

Seeing the Undead's appearance, Hoshiguma couldn't help but hand him a bottle of beer.

The immortal paused for a moment, looking at Hoshiguma with a puzzled expression.

Hoshiguma spoke earnestly.

"See if this beer can stimulate your tongue and make you feel anything."

"..."

The Undead stared blankly at Hoshiguma.

"I just don't have a sense of taste, not a sense of perception."

He certainly understood the feeling of bubbles bursting, having tried this liquid at a cocktail party.

But when you can't taste anything, the feeling of the bubbles bursting is just an extremely disgusting and awkward sensation.

"Haha, I know!"

Hoshiguma laughed heartily and patted the Undead on the shoulder. She was just looking for an excuse to start a conversation with the Undead.

Things became much easier after that.

The Undead, being the only one who didn't eat, started chatting with Jie.

Although Jie prefers a peaceful life, that doesn't mean he isn't curious about exciting and adventurous experiences.

The two chatted about the past of the Undead, with Hoshiguma, Chen, and Skadi occasionally chiming in.

The atmosphere gradually became more lively, and Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

Only one blond, silly dog ​​kept its head down, eating the food in its bowl.

They talked for a long time, until late at night.

141. The Rat King with Six Thousand

"..."

Skadi stared at her wallet, momentarily lost in thought.

Although the meal wasn't just Skadi's doing; Hoshiguma also contributed half of it.

But this still greatly shocked Skadi.

My wallet, which used to be bulging, is now only half full, or even less.

Hoshiguma, who was standing next to her, also felt a little dizzy.

She had already drunk a little alcohol, and although it had no effect on Hoshiguma, she still couldn't help but tremble a little when she saw her wallet.

Chen, who was standing next to Hoshiguma, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and sighed.

The moment she saw Kroos, she knew that Hoshiguma's promise to treat her to dinner that night would be a huge blow to her.

"Who in the world could eat that much pork chop rice?"

Swire's angry rebuke still echoed in Hoshiguma's ears. Now she understood why the officers had looked like they wanted to argue, but dared not say it.

If you haven't experienced something like this yourself, you definitely wouldn't believe it, just like Hoshiguma is now.

She finally understood what a bottomless abyss (referring to her appetite) meant.

Kroos patted her stomach. She had heard that there would be a good meal tonight, so she hadn't eaten much at noon. She had just eaten a little honey cake, which was enough.

As a result, I haven't eaten enough.

"Is it tasty?"

The Undead slapped Ceobe on the head.

"Are you full?"

Kroos looked up at the Undead and shook her little head.

Raise your right hand and open it.

"Delicious! But I'm still hungry, only about 50% full!"

Hoshiguma's smile was so forced that she quickly tucked her wallet back into her clothes.

When Jie, who was clearing the table, heard this, his hand holding the bowl and chopsticks trembled involuntarily.

He even cooked the portion of his own midnight snack for this blonde girl, and it still wasn't enough?

The immortal raised his head, but he had nothing to say.

It wasn't that I couldn't afford it; Skadi herself said she would treat me to a meal.

As Officer Hoshiguma chatted, she got quite drunk, slammed her hand on the table, and declared that she would treat everyone to dinner today.

After discussing it, the two decided to each pay half.

It's not like the immortals offered to treat them. This situation can only be described as an accident involving Hoshiguma and Skadi.

After the meal, the five parted ways at the restaurant entrance. Hoshiguma and Chen had to return to the Guard Bureau, while Skadi and the other two decided to go back to rest.

After Chen and Hoshiguma had walked away, the Undead turned around and headed back to his inn.

"How about it?"

Skadi said something meaningful, glancing at the undead beside her.

"Did you notice anything?"

"He is a normal person."

The Undead could be certain that the person he saw was just an ordinary person, perhaps possessing some kind of talent that allowed him to be immune to mental shocks.

"His hands have calluses, but not many. There are no signs of sword practice. If he can really kill Hai Si, he's a talent."

The Undead made a brief assessment, having spoken with those slimy creatures.

If he could truly defeat Hai Si one-on-one, he would undoubtedly be a warrior's seed. Moreover, Jie hasn't trained with weapons yet; he only knows how to use a kitchen knife. With a little training, he would become a natural-born fighting talent.

"Really? It's good that he's just an ordinary person."

Skadi breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still worried that her friend Zi was a human who had been corrupted by Hai Si.

She has few friends in this world, and those few she has live under constant threat from her.

Just like the historian she found in the snowy realm, Skadi's self-blame has not yet subsided.

If anything were to happen to her again, Skadi would probably be cut off from everyone forever.

"Don't worry. You don't smell like anything."

The Undead turned and glanced at Skadi. Having seen Hellion, the Undead could now recognize the taste Skadi had described.

I remember when I first met Skadi, she had a strong stench about her, the kind of disgust that the undead have ingrained in their bones for a certain kind of creature.

But now, Skadi is clean and doesn't smell at all.

Skadi nodded in agreement.

"Since we parted, I haven't felt the call of my homeland for a long time."

This is why Skadi was willing to get closer to the Undead when they met again.

Relieved, Skadi looked up at the sky, which was now tinged with the colors of the neon lights.

"Hmm... if only everything were still the way it was before..."

Skadi's gaze gradually lost focus; she seemed to be recalling her past.

"Ok?"

The Undead didn't hear those words clearly; he had just been thinking about the Jade.

"It's nothing, just some reflections. I'll tell you more about it another time."

Skadi took a deep breath, shook her head, took two steps forward, and caught up with Kroos, who was kicking pebbles by the roadside.

He went off to whisper to Kroos.

Even the immortals raised their heads and glanced at the sky.

Such a night sky evoked memories for some of the immortals.

The stars twinkle, and if there were also the azure moonlight, perhaps ice crystals would fall, turning everything snow-white, and then shimmering with a deep blue light.

It was only after passing through that city that I encountered that tyrant, what a pity.

With a sigh, the Undead quickened his pace to catch up with the two who were whispering ahead.

He started to miss the campfire.

Two peaceful days passed after that. The Undead would get up during the day and wait for Skadi to go out to run errands, letting Skadi take Kroos out for breakfast.

Of course, the money was provided by the Undead; Skadi couldn't afford to feed Kroos's voracious appetite.

Around noon, the Undead will go out for a stroll wearing a suit and a mask; this is when there are the fewest people around.

He wouldn't return until the afternoon, near dusk, to add a few more pieces of firewood to the campfire and to pile up the firewood he had bought that afternoon.

When Kroos returns in the evening, he and Skadi sit by the campfire, chat with the undead, and talk about the interesting things they saw and the delicious food they ate that day.

Most of the time, it was Kroos and Skadi talking, and the Undead just listened.

The better Skadi and Kroos's relationship is, the more often Kroos speaks up.

Two days later, in the morning, the Undead stood up from the campfire and prepared to go to a dilapidated house near the Lungmen Guard Bureau.

Today is the day he and that little Caster had agreed upon.

After explaining things to Skadi Keober, the Undead left the room and headed straight there.

After passing through the morning market, the Undead entered the alley and continued along the route he had memorized earlier.

After arriving at the house where the Undead lived, the Undead waited for the last passerby to leave through the alley. He then leaped over the wall and landed on the ground.

He was about to push open the door when he heard a sound coming from inside.

"I told you! The boss might not come. When are you leaving?"