Ark, after I died, the operators began to love me

The door of the office was kicked open from the outside. The person who came in walked like a dragon or a tiger, with sharp eyes. After scanning around, he stopped at Shi Huaiya.

"Is it serious?"

"Governor Wei... Thank you, Lord Wei. It's okay. Everything is fine."

The man in the black coat looked at Shi Huaiya, confirmed that the little tiger was safe, and nodded: "That's good, you settle the situation, I still have to go to the outer ring."

Shi Huaiya hurriedly said: "Sir Wei, this matter..."

"No need to say more. I will talk to you when the situation calms down."

It was only then that the commandos broke through the corridor and arrived belatedly. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Governor Wei talking to the director. They were so scared that they stood at the door and dared not say a word.

It was not until Wei Yanwu left that someone whispered, "Director, are we not late?"

"No, you're here just in time," Shi Huaiya pointed outside, "Go open all the passages and make sure there are no hidden blind spots on this floor of the Guard Bureau."

With the director's assurance, everyone felt relieved and did not seek credit but only to avoid mistakes.

……

Dragon Gate Outer Ring.

The Ursus internal guard walked towards the bakery, his finger pressing the saber hanging at his waist. The moment he entered the door, the sword was unsheathed, a dark red light flashed, and the door of the bakery was instantly chopped to pieces.

Fiammetta muttered to the side: "What's the difference between this and what I did just now?"

Mike stood behind Kal'tsit and watched this scene, thinking secretly in his heart that the Ursus people were just like he imagined, they would never talk unless they could take action, they drew their swords quickly and fiercely, and used force to defeat clever tactics.

But an unexpected scene happened. After the knife was chopped out, the door surface shattered, revealing the charred inside, but the illusion did not change at all.

Kal'tsit couldn't tell what was going on, so she said, "The bakery is the core of the entire illusion. Attacking it should theoretically alleviate the occurrence of nothingness. Why is there no change?"

"The core of the distortion is the people, not the environment. The bakery is just a carrier. The source of the distortion has not yet appeared."

"Could it be that little girl?"

"I didn't see her there."

The door of the bakery was wide open, and everyone could see clearly that there was nothing inside. The Ursus guards even used their sabers to poke at the burnt marks.

A puzzled voice came from under his mask: "There are two bodies here, both of them are adults, burned to charcoal, and it is impossible to tell their age and gender. There is no distortion warning here. You can come in and take a look."

Mastema turned to look at Mike: "Can I ask him a normal answer to the question?"

Kelsey glanced at Mike.

Mike said calmly, "What do you want to ask?"

"How did you get beaten up in the bakery?"

"I heard a scream, I don't know where it came from, like a shock wave, and then I flew out."

The fallen angel asked again: "Assuming the source of the distortion is in the bakery, it should be hidden somewhere, what will happen if we find it?"

Mike answered seriously: "If you come into direct contact with the source of distortion without reasonable countermeasures, you will easily be assimilated into a distorted monster."

9. Missing Mike

Mastema continued, "Like the Lady Rose we met in the Outer Rim?"

"You met Lady Rose?"

Mostima's words aroused the curiosity of the inner guard.

"Not only did we see her, we also killed her. Madam Rose was like the charcoal you see now. When the false appearance was broken, what was revealed was a charred corpse."

The inner guard did not mince words: "It seems that you did see her. Madam Rose died in a fire."

"You know it very well," Kal'tsit crossed her arms, "It seems that Ursus knows everything about the accident that happened in Longmen that year."

"After all, many nobles died. There is no reason for the Empire not to investigate, even if the city falls into the hands of the Yan people."

The Ursus internal guard paused at this point and said, "This is a serious matter. We have to be careful. How long are you going to wait?"

Fiammetta shook his head: "I won't go in."

The grenade launcher in her hand needs range, and the narrow environment inside the bakery is not suitable for it.

Kelsey said calmly: "If you are too busy, I can help."

M3 stood by, eager to try, and would rush in as soon as its owner gave the order.

"Let the doctor try. He has no physical body anyway, so he won't lose anything."

The fallen angel's words silenced Kal'tsit.

Before the big lynx opened his mouth, Mike had already taken the initiative to walk towards the bakery.

He was expelled inexplicably before, and now he wants to try to find out what is going on. The key point is that he is the only person besides the inner guards who can cause effective damage to the source of the distortion.

If the Rutland duo can come up with more equipment, we can give it a try.

Therefore, Mike's actions seemed to have been approved by Kal'tsit, and he walked into the bakery under her control.

The man put his hands in his coat pockets, his expression did not change. The moment he entered the bakery, he seemed to hear an unbearable scream again.

Last time he was defenseless, but now it was different.

The Ursus internal guard looked at the man, seeing that he was calm and composed, as if no one was around, and whispered, "You didn't feel anything?"

"What am I supposed to feel?"

Mike suspected that he and Neiwei saw different things.

Time seemed to have gone back to a day in 1064.

"What are you buying?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came from behind.

Without turning around to look, Mike knew who it was. He blinked, looked at the frosted bread in the cupboard, pointed at one of them and said, "I want this one."

He happened to have enough Ursian rubles in his pocket.

"Oh ok, wait a minute."

The girl, who was wearing shoes one size too big, tied on an apron, picked up a fork, and skillfully packed bread for Mike.

Taking advantage of the gap, Mike looked back, but there was nothing behind him. Kal'tsit and others had disappeared.

No, to be precise, he was the one who disappeared.

"Can I have a cup of coffee, instant coffee is fine, I want to rest for a while."

Since Mike bought the bread and was willing to pay for the cup of coffee, the bakery girl had no reason to refuse him.

After all, it’s not the time when there are a lot of customers yet, and it’s boring to be alone in the store.

A few minutes later.

Mike sat outside the bakery with his coffee, blowing carefully on the steaming cup.

He casually asked, "Madam, do you own this store?"

"No, sir, I'm not the boss's wife. I'm just an employee. The boss and his wife are out delivering goods and are not here for the time being."

Elsa was a little puzzled. The thin young man in front of her looked a little strange. He looked like a Yan person, but not quite, because he could actually speak Ursus with a standard accent.

Most of the Ursus people she knew had a bad accent, with some dialect in them, and some even mixed in Yan dialect.

"Feel sorry."

Mike said something and turned to look outside again. There was no one on the street. It was very quiet and quite eerie.

The last time I passed by here, I didn’t see so few people.

wrong.

Something is definitely going to happen.

The man had just raised his coffee cup when suddenly a civilian pack animal cart stopped at the door of the store. An obese middle-aged man rushed in from outside. He saw the girl standing behind the counter at a glance, but ignored Mike who was also sitting in a prominent position.

"Elsa, hide! Quick!"

It doesn't take much to guess that this person is the owner of the bakery, and his relationship with the helping girl is not as distant as she said.

Mike realized what was going to happen, he sat there without moving, and suddenly some people rushed in from outside the bakery, all of them were uniformed and ferocious-looking military police.

He had seen these people before, and now they rushed in to arrest people without any hesitation. Except for a few gendarmes who went straight to the counter, the others took out their standard weapons and smashed all the furniture in the bakery.

The cupboard was smashed to pieces, and no one cared about the bread mixed with glass shards. At this time, the fat man had just let Elsa hide in the depths of the bakery, facing these ferocious gendarmes alone.

Before he could even open his mouth to say a word, a gendarme hit him in the stomach with a weapon. The bakery owner's legs went limp from the heavy blow and he knelt on the ground, coughing in pain.

"My Lord, what happened? Why..."

Before he could finish his words, the military police hit him hard on the back again.

The obese man lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Mike, who witnessed everything happening, was like a bystander, unable to intervene or make a sound.

Things turned out just as he expected.

A few more people came in from outside. The gendarmes took a woman whose face was covered in blood from being beaten and threw her in front of the bakery owner who was kneeling on the ground.

The leading gendarme mumbled a few words.

"How dare you collude with the Yan people to overthrow Ursus' rule over Longmen? This is treason."

Without waiting for the bakery owner to protest his innocence, the military police standing behind the two men drew their knives and stabbed each of them from the back to the chest, killing them.

The gendarmes who killed people didn't care about these things at all. They openly found flammable materials from the kitchen and lit a fire, and thick black smoke emanated from the bakery.

This place is in a busy city, and when there is black smoke, someone will notice the fire, but no one dares to come to put it out.

Mike looked at the two people lying on the ground with their eyes open. He raised his head and looked deeper into the bakery.

Where is that girl?

Could she be the source of the distortion?

The thick black smoke and raging flames could not disturb him.

Mike walked inside step by step, and the moment he lifted the curtain, he frowned deeply.

10. Things you can’t have when you’re young

She is dead.

It may be that it was not hidden well, or it may be some other reason.

She was killed by Ursus gendarmes.

She fell to the ground with her eyes open, and before she died, she might have been wondering, why her?

But she was indeed dead.

Before seeing this scene, Mike always thought that she was the source of the distortion.

The best memories of 1064.

She appeared before him many times.

The bakery is again where the twist core is located.

Could it be anyone else but her?

Reality told Mike that it was not this girl.

She was part of someone's beautiful memories, but also the beginning of complete collapse.

"what happened to you?"

Mike felt someone push him, and heard Mastema's concerned call from behind.

He looked back and saw that it was the big cute M3 who pushed him.

He looked at his current position again. From the moment he entered the bakery until he woke up, he had been standing there without moving.

"Did I just disappear, or where did I go?"

"No, you were standing there in a daze, and we didn't know what was going on."