Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Lin Yuxia nodded.

“I’d like to buy some in a private capacity.”

Saria was firm.

"Ah, that's not necessary. We will be happy to give you some if you need it, but there are some things you need to know in advance."

The little mouse said this, feeling a little embarrassed.

"After all, the current medicine is still in the development stage, so if you want to buy it for use, you need to return the usage report to us."

Saria paused when she heard this.

After a moment, he nodded heavily.

"Okay, that's it. The money for the medicine can be deducted from my dividend next month."

After that, Saria sent an address.

The little mouse smiled.

"Goodbye."

Then, she was about to copy the address and send it to the sales department, but suddenly, the prefix in front of the address scared her.

"Ms. Saria, is she also in Rhodes Island?"

Chapter 1: The Blazing Light of the Dark Ages (4000) ( -in-)

On the 12.23th.

This is not an ordinary day.

Especially for Chernobyl.

Compared to the order of Longmen, if Ursus were to be described, it would be chaos.

In every sense.

For example, the sentry at the door.

"Mr. Vander, you brought people here this time, but you only paid one bottle. It seems a bit stingy."

The guard at the door, who was already a little tipsy, shook his head after shaking the liquid in the bottle.

The internal resistance was even more severe today. The four sentries at the door were reduced to two people. This was a good thing for him.

This way you don't have to divide a bottle of wine into four.

This is Ursus' traditional supernatural power. Fortunately, Warwick is not an infected person. If he were an infected person, anyone he disliked would be taken away when entering the city.

After all, the mine is a place that takes a lot of effort, and the number of people they need is never enough.

Warwick saw the guard's look and smiled without getting angry.

"Okay, then I'll give you a big bottle when I come out."

The guard shook his head and waved his hand.

He is also on duty here all year round, and is a familiar face to Warwick who comes back almost every month to deliver goods. He knows that he will definitely come again.

Besides, even if he doesn't come, I won't lose anything.

"Okay, just make it up to me next time you come, Legov, let me go!"

The guard raised his hand, and the old warning pole at the entrance to Ursus rose.

Warwick drove into Chernobyl with the silly dog ​​who was sleeping soundly in front of the car, a wolf and a dog.

Compared with the luxurious and somewhat thin high-rise buildings in the emerging city of Longmen, most of the houses in Ursus are square and solid, full of a rugged beauty.

"Wow! This place is different from Longmen!"

After driving for a while, the stupid dog in front of Warwick's car woke up.

Keobe wiped her eyes, yawned, leaned back in the car, and looked at the surrounding scene with a curious tone.

For Silly Dog, she has only been to three famous places in her life.

One is her nest.

One is Longmen.

The other one is Chernobyl, which is located somewhere unknown.

"There's something wrong."

Riding a motorcycle on the main road, Warwick was a little confused when he saw the quiet, even dead silent streets around him.

How is this going.

Although Chernobyl is not as prosperous as Longmen, after all, the business in Ursus is not that developed either.

The bear people are better at fighting and robbing.

But it’s not as quiet as a down jacket store in summer. Generally speaking, there are at least a few people on the street.

and..

The werewolf looked up at the sky. It was covered with dark clouds and was as gloomy as night.

This is very abnormal. It's already 10 o'clock in the morning and there's no sun here, and it won't rain.

Just when the werewolf was confused, a newspaper suddenly flew by.

Reaching out to stop it, the werewolf took a look.

Oh, I see.

Love is caused by natural disasters.

The disaster forecast given by the disaster messenger said that there would be a disaster today, so the residents of Qie City stayed at home to avoid the disaster.

Moreover, it seems that some infected organization in Ursus has come out to cause trouble and started to march and call for action internally.

The werewolf thought about it and estimated that the next step might be looting and smashing, and if things went wrong, there might even be some large-scale conflict or something.

This is also a traditional superpower, and it has not changed whether on Earth or on Terra.

I estimate that this may cause quite a big disturbance, and it has not been resolved yet. Not only are the people in the outer city extremely poor, but this is also where the infected people gather. It seems that most of them have gone to the inner city to march and demonstrate.

"Hey."

The werewolf folded the newspaper into a paper boat and threw it to the dog to play with, then sighed.

Natural disasters are the most terrible thing in this land.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, acid rain, and meteorites may all occur.

No wonder there is no one on the street. I should have come a few days later.

Werewolves are not afraid of natural disasters.

But the dog is scared!

"We have to get the dog down first."

The werewolf stretched out his sharp claws and rubbed his chin, then looked at the dog who was looking around.

It’s not that he was afraid that the dog would be hurt by the natural disaster if he followed him, but the place Warwick was going to was not very friendly to the infected.

Although the entire Ursus is not very friendly, this place is even worse, so it is obviously a more appropriate choice to place the dog outside.

Moreover, there seems to be a parade of infected people in the city now. If you bring an infected person like Ceobe into the city, you might be killed by the Ursus military and police as an opportunity to participate in the parade.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out something that looked like a necklace, and hung it around the silly dog's neck. The black beads slid down onto the snow-white peaks, causing the werewolf to sigh.

Eating more means growing better. Look how strong this girl is.

I looked around and randomly found a hotel.

The owner of the store was sitting in the house watching TV bored. The TV program was nothing more than a call to the public, telling everyone to stay at home, have a good rest, and not go out casually to avoid being hit by natural disasters or something like that.

I walked in with the silly dog ​​and the boss at the door waved his hand.

"We are closed today, let's go back..."

A Longmen coin was placed on the table.

"She'll stay here for a few hours, and I'll take it back when she comes back."

The werewolf said the same thing as storing something.

The boss' eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Keobe behind him and nodded rapidly.

"Go, go, go."

With a little girl like this here, he was not afraid that Warwick would not come back to take her away, especially judging from the Originium crystals on the girl's legs, she must be infected!

In Ursus, the infected not only represent discrimination, but also wealth!

If you report it to the military and police, that would be a lot of money!

However, the boss believes that he still has a little conscience.

As long as this guy doesn't come to pick it up, he will report it.

Of course, for the sake of this Longmen coin, he would not go there immediately.

After taking a look at the werewolf's pneumatic steel claws, the boss swallowed.

This person is not someone you can easily mess with.

"Okay, Gouzi, just wait here for me."

The werewolf took out a bag of hard candies that were big enough to dent a boat from his pocket and handed it to Ceobe, who patted her on the head.

This kind of hard candy is not a high-end product. Instead, it is quite cheap and one of the lower-priced industrial sugars.

In fact, it is not sugar at all, but just a sugar substitute. Generally, no one except the infected people will eat this thing, and its other uses are basically to prepare solutions in various laboratories.

This is what Warwick sprinkled on the crust of the bread he baked for the children in the slums a few days ago. It's very cheap. It's also sugar, real sugar, but one bag can buy three bags of this sugar substitute.

The taste of this kind of sugar substitute is actually not very good, because it is produced by large machines. Some of those produced in unknown places may even have a smell of machine oil. God knows what kind of pressed sugar they use.

The taste is also sweet, there is no other taste.

But for the poor infected, sweetness is enough.

It’s not that he hasn’t prepared other snacks, but you can’t stop this dog from eating them so fast.

With Ceobe's eating speed, she can finish fifty fried dough sticks, eighty steamed buns, and eighty glutinous rice chicken in twenty minutes. Nothing you prepare will be enough for her.

When the werewolf bought a basket of sugarcane and went in to get something to make juice, the stupid dog had chewed up six sticks by the time he came in and out.

However, when it comes to candy, the dog knows to lick it and not stuff it into his mouth all at once.

So, later on, when Warwick went out, he would always bring some sugar substitute with him.

As for why it is not raw sugar which is more expensive..

He was afraid that Ceobe might have diabetes.

Xiao Ke took the candy and started licking it. He nodded, and his tail wagged wildly behind him.

Looking at the silly dog ​​licking the candy quietly, Warwick's psychology department felt a little comforted.

This silly dog ​​couldn't leave me for a moment before. I left her at home and went out to sell skewers by myself, and this dog just ran over here following the smell!

Several cars got into accidents along the way. If it weren't for the fact that I, Fan, still had some face with Brother Wei, this stupid dog would have been thrown into jail.

That would be a terrible sin!

What did the prison cooks do wrong!

So later, in order to educate this silly dog, the werewolf took great pains to tell her many times that he would not abandon her or throw her away, and that there was no need to follow her so closely.

It is not easy to sit here quietly and lick the candy now.

"Good boy."

He reached out to rub Ceobe's head, and when he saw the werewolf's claws reaching out, Ceobe immediately stopped licking the candy and buried her face in the werewolf's big claws.

For dogs, the most important thing has always been to fill their stomachs.

The most important thing now is to accept uncle's caress.