Tj Daily with Kelsey

"Where are you going now?"

"Store the car first, and finally go back to Victoria. I can have a good meal."

"Hey, what are you hurrying for?"

"It's getting dark. Look at the sky, it's gloomy. I'm afraid of rain."

"That's a natural disaster cloud, are you really not worried at all?"

"I'm just a messenger, not a messenger of natural disasters."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, I have."

Mostima heard this and thought about it seriously:

"Messenger generally doesn't pay attention to the outcome of the battle. As long as he is alive, he wins. But what about the messenger of natural disasters? I always feel that I don't spare my life."

"What about her?"

"Her?" There was a short pause in Mostima's tone, and then she said with a smile:

"What shall we eat later? Victoria's desserts are quite good. I remember that Haggis ice cream."

"Your way of changing the subject is really as blunt as ever."

The Misery Narrator sighs:

"By the way, if you're looking for the Prophet, don't you also want to visit that pharmaceutical company called Rhodes Island?"

"Well, I kind of want to see it." Mostima looked at the natural disaster cloud in the direction of the Ursas Empire, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:

"Even though I've watched countless different groups, Rhode Island is one of the most interesting. Whether the era will fall for Rhode Island, or Rhode Island will eventually be swallowed by the era... I'm curious."

"This is how you see Rhodes Island?"

"Yes." Mostima nodded:

"Let's not talk about that, get in the car, let's stop."

"Okay, but you can slow down, this is not a wilderness anymore."

"Got it, got it." Mostima smiled and handed the staff back to the suffering narrator:

"You should take these two first, I always feel that I don't need them."

The corner of the suffering statement's mouth twitched, he carried his staff back again, and sighed:

"And you said you didn't intend to do it?"

"Hahaha...don't mind, I'll treat you to Stargazing Pie later."

"Forget it, I'd rather have smoked fish and chips."

"You put it that way, I think Victoria's diet is really lackluster."

"Yeah, I kind of miss the snack street in Longmen."

"You mean the street managed by the Mouse King?"

"You actually know."

"Well, the Great Emperor told me a lot." Mostima put on his helmet, this time without goggles, and got into the car:

"To be honest, I'm really moved."

"What?" The ordeal narrator got into the back seat.

"Penguin Logistics, those children are here, I really want to be with them."

"Mostima?"

"Ok?"

"You are still……"

"No, I'm just thinking about it. Some ideas are always too extravagant, so I'm still very clear."

The suffering narrator looked at Mastema's pitch-black horns, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, some of the past is not so easy to let go.

Even you are no exception, but, perhaps, your ability is a curse.

The suffering narrator shook the two staffs on his back, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

On the other side, when Mostima and the tribulation narrator arrived at the mobile city outside Askara County, Luo Shu and Yin Hui were still continuing the somewhat heavy topic just now.

Luo Shu was not surprised by Yinhui's silence, he was just a little surprised:

"However, I didn't expect you to be so well-informed."

"Not long ago, Xiaoqiu County discovered traces of unidentified troops."

"Integration Movement?"

"Based on what you said, probably so."