I ruined Tyra.

Chongyue peeked at the bill from behind Le. He was curious about how much alcohol Ling had secretly drunk.

"Winter and Summer, members of the Ursus Student Self-Government Group, reported the loss of ten jars of homemade honey wine;

Reunion member Misha reported the loss of three jars of homemade mead;

Dorothy, director of the Sound Corner Database, reported the loss of a jar of medicinal wine used in the experiment;

Amina, the logistics director of the integration movement, reported that ten bottles of summer style whiskey purchased from Xiosta and several other types of alcoholic beverages were lost.

Baird, the logistics director of Yinjiao, reported that some alcoholic beverages were lost in the logistics warehouse, and the specific losses are still being counted;

……

The giant beast Ya complained that Ling had stolen ten jars of her five hundred year old wine.

Chongyue: I have confirmed through our eyes that the salary he has earned from helping Dayan guard the border for so many years is not enough to help my sister pay off her bills.

Looking at Ling who was giving up, Le was so angry that he laughed. Can you avoid these losses just by giving up?

He simply grabbed Ling's shoulders and pulled her out of the lonely peak and back to the top of Yinjiao Mountain. Zhongyue followed behind him, wondering if the money his seventh brother Ji had earned over the years was enough to help Ling pay off her debts.

Ji, who was chatting and laughing with a supplier, suddenly felt cold all over. He looked up in surprise. Could it be that his sister was unhappy with him again?

Then he shouldn’t go to Dahuang City to do business for the time being.

After Ling was taken out, he lay down on the ground, acting like a deadbeat and acting like a spoiled child.

Zhongyue: ...It seems that she is still drunk, otherwise her sister who usually cares about her image would not do such an indecent thing.

Le, who also realized this, would not indulge her. He snapped his fingers at the order.

Soon, several cubic meters of water appeared above her and fell straight down, drenching her like a drowned rat.

Now, even though Ling had drunk a lot of alcohol, she was completely sober. She struggled to sit up from the pool of water that was already flowing everywhere, and took out a still struggling scale fish from her collar and threw it aside.

Zhong Yue quickly picked up the scale fish and put it together with the other scale fish he had picked up.

My sister Xi loves to eat this. It is a rare opportunity to pick up scale fish, so I have to pick them all up and not waste them. I will go back and make some grilled scale fish for my sister later.

His hair was messy because of the water, and he puffed up his cheeks and widened his eyes in dissatisfaction, as if questioning why Le did this.

Le put the bill in front of Ling again, and this time Ling saw it clearly.

She widened her eyes in disbelief, then pointed at herself in disbelief.

"Me? Really?"

After getting Le's affirmation, Ling first subconsciously searched his pockets, but found nothing.

After confirming that he had no money, Ling stood up and hugged Le's thighs and cried:

"It's not that I don't want to pay it back, it's that I really don't have the money! Woo woo woo~"

Seeing this Ling who was even more shameless than Nian, Zhongyue, who had already picked up all the scale fish, couldn't bear to look at it and covered his eyes.

He swore that he really didn't want to admit that he had such a sister.

In the end, Ling signed a treaty that betrayed himself.

According to the contract, she will have to work for Yinjiao for free for a few years to pay off the loan.

So why did her dream of secretly drinking alcohol become a reality? She had clearly noticed it.

Ling followed Zhongyue holding the lamppost scepter to the gate of Nian and Xi's small courtyard in the staff dormitory area. As soon as she arrived, she saw Nian holding a red hot pot and being chased out of the house by Ah Yao.

Then a roar of near collapse came from inside the house.

"Next time! No! In my studio! Eat hot pot!!!"

After Xi finished shouting, A Yao made a serious creaking sound, as if to agree with what his master said, and then closed the door directly.

Nian scratched his ears nonchalantly, picked up the chopsticks that he had not dropped when he was being chased, and started to eat the red oil hotpot without even a drop of oil in the pot.

When he turned around, he saw a familiar figure and immediately smiled.

"Ah! Sister Ling, are you awake? And my elder brother is here too. Let's all try the Syracuse authentic strawberry-flavored spicy hot pot that I just developed. It has a lot of Syracuse noodles added to it."

Well, he finally understood why Nian was driven out by Xi. He hoped that the people of Syracuse would not see this.

Zhong Yue thought so as he was carrying two large bags of scale fish.

In the end, the brother and sister still didn't dare to eat the hot pot specially made by the ninth sister. They were afraid that they would be carried away by the angry Syracuse people if they took a bite.

Nian was a little disappointed. He put the red Syracuse noodles in his hand and asked in confusion:

"Sister Ling, why did you come to our place suddenly? We don't seem to have prepared any good wine."

"Huh? I accidentally owed Le a lot of money and was forced to sell myself to work to pay off the debt. Now I have no place to live, so I came to share a room with you guys."

Ling smiled bitterly, she might not have money to buy alcohol for some time to come.

Chapter 213: Cradle of Misery (1) Confrontation with Tallulah

Here, Hellagur hurried back to his residence and went straight into the nutrition cabin to watch the plot without waiting for his adopted daughter Nayin to call him.

Naiyin raised her little hand and pounded the table with a fist in anger. An old guy addicted to the Internet, well, she was actually addicted to the Internet too.

After complaining a little, she returned to her boudoir and chose to go online.

Soon, she arrived at the game lobby and saw the old man who was reading the plot review.

Yes, Yinjiao has humanely retained the game lobby, and even can play some stand-alone games, so that players will not be idle while waiting for server maintenance.

Unless the game lobby also needs maintenance, it will be a disaster for the players.

Nayin didn't say anything, but sat on the other side of the fireplace and quietly accompanied the old man.

Soon, the news of the game's launch arrived as expected, and Herag also received the news. This time he said something to Nayin and connected directly to the game service area.

Returning to the game interface, Hellagur did not hesitate and directly clicked on the newly released seventh chapter of the main storyline - Cradle of Suffering.

Soon, W's monologue sounded again.

As soon as Hellagur heard it, he knew that this was a connection to the plot of Born in the Night.

'An old monster once told me that a monster that cannot kill a person will only make his power stronger.'

At this point, W sneered, seemingly disdainful of the remark.

Then her tone became serious.

'At first, I always thought this statement was ridiculous.

But since that guy is indeed a monster, I have to think about this statement carefully.

The insect jumped into the fire to seek a stronger self? This is ridiculous.

W first looked down on the insect that jumped into the fire like a moth to a flame and died, and casually explained the reason.

'Let's not even talk about how intelligent insects are and how fragile their bodies are.

You know, no matter how strong a bug is, it is still just a bug.

If a bug jumps into fire, it only proves that the flames have messed with its brain, and if it has a brain, then it is absolutely crazy.

But what if I was the one who jumped into the flames?

When W said this, she, who had always been crazy and heartless, rarely showed a confused tone.

'What else does that prove except that I'm crazy too? Besides burning me, does it make me stronger?

But, Death~how could an undead monster possibly understand this?

This is a bitter death that no one can resist, haha!'

After the monologue ended, the screen lit up again. This time W was standing outside a big door waiting, and casually placed a few small toys in a hidden corner not far away.

Soon, the door opened, revealing the scenery inside, which was a reception room in the core city of Chernobyl.

Hellagur, who was watching from the side as a spirit, saw from the things moving outside that this core city had been activated and was sailing in an unknown direction.

The person W is looking for, the leader and tyrant of the Reunion Movement, Tallulah, is currently standing outside the bridge window looking at the scenery.

W walked in leisurely, and while Tallulah was not looking back, he silently placed a few small toys in the secret places he had observed on the way here.

By the time she was a short distance behind Tallulah, she had buried a dozen toys.

"You still want to see me? This really surprises me."

I thought you were completely absorbed in your plan to destroy Dragon Gate, Tallulah."

W said bluntly, not considering Tallulah as a leader at all.

Tallulah also turned around at this time, looked at W coldly and said:

"W, you didn't report your visit to anyone."

W laughed indifferently and retorted:

"Ha! Then I have to say sorry, leader.

Having been a mercenary for so long, I have forgotten that I need to report my living conditions to the leader.

But you also know that I can't even get to the top of the control tower, so I'd like you to condescend to go down a few floors."

Despite being criticized by her subordinates, Tallulah's cold expression did not change at all as she continued to admonish the other party.

"Sarcasm will do us no good, W. The Reunion Movement needs the strength of your Sarkaz. There should be no more personal conflicts between us."

However, W rejected her kindness. She rested one hand on the conference table next to her and said nonchalantly:

"Just call us 'Demons'. Only those who are soft-hearted and like to claim to be kind will call us Sarkaz, but we mercenaries know exactly what kind of people we are."

Tallulah showed a little confusion on her face. She didn't understand why W called herself a demon, which is a derogatory term.

"Strange, demons? 'An expelled inferior race', you mercenaries cannot accept such a definition, nor would you be proud of it."

W laughed and pointed down with his thumbs up without hesitation.

"Of course, but you guys called the Sarkaz 'Demons' in the beginning, not because of contempt or because it sounded nice.

The name "Demon Tribe" is out of fear. Fear prompts you to call our tribe that.

Therefore, we mercenaries are happy to be called demons simply because we know the true meaning of this word in your minds.

Moreover, we don’t mind planting this message in the minds of all the survivors.”

After saying that, she looked at Tallulah who seemed to be deep in thought and continued to taunt her.

"Oh, sorry, look at my brain.

Discussing this in front of you is just like showing off my skills in front of experts.

When we, the little mercenaries known for our brutality, are compared with you, it's as ridiculous as a reptile compared to a crab.

Leader, you are the one who is best at bringing fear to others."

Even though W targeted her like this, Talulah did not get angry, but instead explained seriously.

"Deter your enemies and warm your comrades.

Bring fear to your enemies and hope to your compatriots.

This is the way the Integration Movement has always operated.”

W pointed in the direction of the core city's navigation and continued to taunt.

"Then driving the core city of Ursus into Longmen is also in line with the earnest wishes of a certain compatriot, right?"

Tallulah turned her head and looked in the direction of the sailing, without wavering at all.

“Our Reunion fighters are still fighting bravely in Longmen City. They need our reinforcements, so we have to go.

The infected people in Longmen City need hope, and the soldiers defending the core city also strongly want to bring them hope.

Everyone's wishes are in harmony with each other, and the way to fulfill them is created by our integrated movement."

Tallulah is worthy of being a leader. She gave a thought-provoking speech as soon as she opened her mouth.

As a qualified speaker, she noticed W's unmoved expression and naturally took the other party into consideration.

"This will benefit you, the Sarkaz, and this fact is also beyond doubt.

You don't need hope, so I bring you benefits.