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"Hehe, our seats have been switched now," the girl said with a smile.

Bai Ye only then realized that this guy's expressions seemed to have become more and more varied, completely different from when they first met.

Back then, this thing had an almost machine-like, cold feel to it.

"Is everything alright in Kazimir?"

Although Typing Princess is the head of the Rhodes Island branch, she still habitually keeps track of the progress of events on Bai Ye's side.

“Kazimir is fine for now, and the Justice Execution Department is quite good.” Bai Ye then told Typing Girl about his recruitment of the Unarmored Alliance.

"Is it really okay to just tell me something like this so casually?" Typing Girl asked in surprise. Clearly, very few people in Kazimierz knew about this.

"I believe you," Bai Ye nodded, seemingly unconcerned.

"Hmm...uh-huh, hehe." The typist was taken aback at first, then seemed to remember something happy and started giggling.

……

"Speaking of which, isn't Pegasus, the newcomer to the Ghost Squad, also from the Unarmored Alliance?" Typing Girl subtly steered the conversation toward Hintelia after mentioning the Unarmored Alliance.

She had been curious about this for a long time.

"Yes, she was already a Platinum-ranked member of the Unarmored Alliance, and I later recruited her. Speaking of which, you two have a good relationship?" Bai Ye nodded.

"Hmm—you could call her...a friend?" The typist narrowed her eyes. "It seems she's completely devoted to you."

"Huh? Completely devoted? That's definitely not the case. We just have a normal business relationship, and she has nowhere else to go anyway." Bai Ye said, puzzled.

The typist shook her head inwardly.

It's absolutely suspicious.

She knew about the existence of Hinterlea because she wasn't particularly interested in the core city; it was purely because that Pegasus had appeared on his own.

That Kuranta girl was always inquiring about Bai Ye's affairs.

Typing Girl, who was particularly familiar with Baiye's affairs, became the best person to consult.

Typing Girl had even become quite familiar with Hinterlea, and she was always curious about the relationship between that guy and Bai Ye.

Anyway, the girl's built-in "White Night Radar" told her that this guy's relationship with Bai Ye was definitely not simple.

"Don't overthink it." Bai Ye rolled his eyes. To him, that guy was just an unlucky fellow he had rescued on a whim.

"But I didn't expect that she and you would get along so well... Well, speaking of which, you two seem quite alike."

"What do you mean?" The typist squinted her eyes.

"They all give off the vibe of corporate slaves... Well, she was also heavily exploited by the Wuzhou Alliance before, working overtime every day..." Bai Ye's voice became softer as she spoke.

"Go on," the typist laughed.

Bai Ye was unable to speak.

Because he realized that the "corporate slave" attribute that the typist seemed to be added by himself.

"Who do you think turned me into a corporate slave?!"

Sure enough, the typist's smile vanished, replaced by a loud roar.

Bai Ye stuck out her tongue.

"Hmph, but I'd be quite willing..." the typist muttered under her breath.

Chapter 83 Hinterlea

"Ah!"

Hinterlea sneezed for no apparent reason.

"The weather's getting colder...be careful not to catch a cold." Lyudmila glanced at the Kuranta girl, her expression somewhat strange. "By the way, is it really okay to wear so little?"

Following Lyudmila's gaze, Hinterlea lowered her head.

Perhaps out of habit, after arriving in the core city of Chernobog, Hinterlea was still wearing the clothes she had been made for when she was a Platinum Grand Master. The clothes were quite revealing, and her fair skin on her lower abdomen was directly exposed, making her look somewhat dazzling.

In contrast, Lyudmila wrapped herself up tightly, even wearing a mask, with her hands in her pockets.

Cool, doesn't say anything.

“It really is time to move. It’s much colder here than in Kazimierz…” Even Ms. Pegasus, who has the constitution of a super Terran, couldn’t stand it anymore.

"I already feel quite warm..." a member of the Ghost Squad said in a muffled voice.

“Warm?!” Hinterlea blinked.

I feel that this word is used very strangely here.

“Yes, this is in the south of Ursus, and compared to the winters in the northwestern ice plains, it’s definitely mild.” Lyudmila nodded.

"The Northwest Ice Plains... winter can be deadly. And almost half the year is winter..."

Hinterlea's attire sparked a wave of nostalgia among the Ghost Squad members, most of whom had followed Talulah across the Ice Plains to the heart of Chernobog. While the journey across the Ice Plains wasn't as daunting later on with White Night's help, casualties still occurred.

“…” Hinterlea remained silent.

Compared to them, the hardships of the Unarmored Alliance did not seem so difficult.

"By the way, Junjun, can you tell me about Bai Ye..."

Taking this opportunity, Cintraya brought up the topic of White Night.

However, she suddenly stopped before she could finish speaking.

A dagger gleaming with cold light was pressed against her neck.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Also, always say 'sir'."

Lyudmila's voice turned dangerous; she could change her attitude in an instant, as if she had activated some strange blessing.

“…” Hinterlea shut her mouth.

Lyudmila then put the dagger down.

"Tsk..." The Pegasus girl clicked her tongue slightly.

This wasn't the first time this had happened. These past few days, the two had been chatting quite well, but whenever Hintraya steered the conversation toward Bai Ye, Lyudmila would become wary and refuse to say a word.

Therefore, even though Hinterlea was very curious about Bai Ye's past, she didn't have any good opportunities to find out.

As for the other passersby in the core city?

There was almost no substantial information. Although everyone could praise Bai Ye, they were completely unfamiliar with this mysterious big shot. Much of the information was fabricated or exaggerated.

The idea of ​​leaping from 300 meters high, smashing the outer wall of a mobile city with a single punch, or single-handedly intimidating five masked men with sabers... it all seems so unbelievable.

……

"Aren't you curious about the boss's affairs?" Hinterlea asked, still somewhat unwilling to give up.

“I’m not curious. In any case, we just need to carry out his will.” Lyudmila twirled her knife gracefully, the girl flicking her wrist, the dagger dancing like a butterfly on her fingertips. Then she tucked the weapon back into the strap on her arm.

"Tsk—a loyal dog, huh?" Hinterlea clicked her tongue, thinking that Bai Ye did indeed have the charm to make people wholeheartedly serve him... She had heard that Bai Ye was not even one of the founders of the Reunion Movement, yet his prestige in the core city was no less than that of the leader.

This is far superior to the so-called Xuan Tie (mysterious iron).

Although the nature of the military units is largely the same, the loyalty of the assassins is vastly different.

The Unarmored Alliance definitely doesn't have assassins with such high loyalty; everyone is primarily thinking about their own interests. The low-level henchmen are thinking about survival and making money, while the big bosses are thinking about expanding their power and status.

There are almost no true loyalists to the organization. For example, Hintelia herself is forced to obey the Unarmored Alliance and run around because her life is in the hands of the big shots above her.

She would run away whenever she had the chance.

The atmosphere surrounding her new colleagues was completely different.

Hinterlea didn't dislike this feeling, after all, these were teammates she could trust with her back.

……

“Bai Ye saved us all; he gave us our lives. His will is the direction our swords point,” Lyudmila said calmly.

Hinterlea remained silent, it seemed she could only satisfy her curiosity once she had become more familiar with the person.

"Well, by the way, you're on vacation next week, have you thought about what to do?" Lyudmila leaned against the wall, tossed a can of drink to Hinterlea, and asked casually.

"Hmm... a vacation?" Hinterlea asked incredulously as she took the drink.

“Unless there are special circumstances, everyone can take turns taking leave every month. Haven’t you read the employee handbook?” Lyudmila looked at the girl in front of her with a puzzled expression.

“Uh…” Hinterlea didn’t speak.

Who would go see that stuff?

How could anyone say such a thing?

“After all, it’s a high-risk job, so according to the work schedule, monthly days off are one of the benefits. In addition, there’s annual leave.” Lyudmila glanced at the Kuranta girl in front of her, and roughly knew what had happened, and answered with some helplessness.

“There really is a vacation…” Hinterlea was deeply shocked.

She hadn't had a break in a long time, and no one had specifically mentioned it to her since she arrived in the core city of Chernobog.

At first, she thought she was just being exploited in a different place, but even if that were the case, she wasn't dissatisfied.

After all, it's already difficult enough to just survive.

However, she never expected that her long-cherished wish would actually come true.

"What's with that rather disappointed look on your face?" Lyudmila rolled her eyes.

"I always feel like I've finally gotten what I've always longed for, it feels unreal, like it's not real at all..." Hinterlea sighed.

“That’s easy, you won’t get any more leave from now on…” Lyudmila stared with dead fish eyes.

"Then let's forget about it! Junjun, I was wrong."

Platinum immediately backed down.

However, she didn't expect that Lyudmila, this cold and aloof person, would also make jokes.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the player area, which had become an empty city.

Chapter 84 Armstrong Cannon

"Immortal?"

Hinterlaya only began to understand this group after arriving in the core city of Chernobog.

Although I didn't read the employee handbook carefully, there are just too many players here, and you're bound to come into contact with things related to them to some extent. It's almost impossible to completely ignore them.

“There must be quite a few undead in Kazimierz, right?” Lyudmila asked.

“No, actually there aren’t many, but I think there might be many more in the future.” Hinterlea knew about Bai Ye’s plan, so she was well aware that Kazimierz might become quite lively in the future.

"Uh—are all these guys like this?"

Although all the players have logged off, their "works" have all been preserved in the player community.

For example, the Dynamax "Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon" in the center of the plaza.

Anyone who gets close to this place will almost immediately see this "masterpiece" created independently by the player.

“…Ah, that thing…” Lyudmila looked up at the towering giant Gekiha and shrugged. “It’s really quite shocking, isn’t it? Anyone would be stunned for a moment when they first see it, but you get used to it.”

"after all--"

Lyudmila paused, then said speechlessly:

"This kind of thing is probably one of the more common types."

"Clam?"

Hinterlea turned her head and saw the members of the Ghost Squad who were on patrol that day nodding.

Clearly, Lyudmila was not lying.

"This... can it only be considered ordinary?" Miss Platinum looked clearly incredulous.

"It's just a simple promotion worship... It's all too common. We're used to the undead's strange pursuit of promotion organs."

Having spent a long time in the core city, these natives are probably all semi-experts in the study of the undead. Especially Lyudmila, who is constantly running around the core city.