Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

Well...he still understands, it’s a safe house!

Zuo Jian withdrew his gaze from the floor and then looked up at the wall.

At that moment, there was an oversized map hanging on the wall, covering the entire known continent of Terra.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the thumbtack marking the location of the safe house in the coastal area of ​​Victoria.

According to the information obtained from the Inquisitor, it is difficult for the map-drawing technology of the Terra countries to reach a qualified level.

Before seeing this huge map drawn by Agor, the Terra Guide in his hand, or in the doctor's hand now, which records the geographical locations of various countries twenty years ago, is almost the most accurate description.

However, compared with the topographic map drawn by Agor in front of us...it is still far inferior.

and.....

Zuo Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Looking at the top of the map, there is a place called "Endless Ice Field".

There was no marking on that area, only two words written alone in the corner.

"Devil."

He pronounced the two words slowly, chewing on them and thinking about the meaning behind them.

This is the information marked on the map drawn by Agor.

It's not some weird folk story.

This means that in front of a country with almost the highest level of reconnaissance technology on Terra, a certain species living on the ice field does meet the definition of "evil" from a materialistic point of view, so it is printed on the map as an official name.

And, that's not all.

Behind the ice sheet, there is a larger impact crater that looks like a circular hole. The area is dark and no information is marked on it.

However, on one side of the information, there seemed to be some hunter's handwriting left?

Zuo Jian moved closer and found that someone had written something on it with a pen that had run out of ink.

He squinted his eyes and tried to make out the meaning of the words written on it.

'Evil spirits are equal to natural disasters.'

"But this is just the tip of the iceberg... the self-righteousness and arrogance of the Agor people..."

'Sooner or later...'

The words at the end seem to be unclear.

Zuo Jian touched his chin while looking at the first sentence.

"Evil demons are equal to natural disasters..."

"Natural disaster..."

"This land holds far more than I imagined...if this description is correct..."

He might have to find a chance to actually visit the area called the Endless Ice Field.

At the same time, we must also verify the individual called the evil demon.

Of course, Laurentina must not be brought along.

If the description matches, then he will find a way... to get rid of those abnormal creatures.

I don't know why, even he couldn't notice it.

When he saw other clearly abnormal creatures being described as "natural disasters", he felt a deep sense of uneasiness...

disgust.

And irritability.

The blood and flesh cells in my arms began to stir, and the bones turned into spikes.

Tearing apart the flesh and blood, it was changing in a ferocious direction

"Natural disaster..."

He was still repeating these two words, and was completely unaware of the changes in his body.

"Saken~ I've been staring at that map the whole time."

Suddenly, Laurentina's voice interrupted his thoughts, and his restless flesh and blood were quickly calmed down. At the same time, the changes in his body stopped and restored in an instant.

He felt as if someone was pinching his shoulder.

Then, Laurentina supported her shoulders with her hands, leaned her whole body on his back, and at the same time supported her feet off the ground with her hands, and then leaned her head on the left head.

Zuo Jian felt the whole person lying on him, and even poking his head with his chin, Laurentina, and felt helpless for a moment.

Has she been more aggressive recently?

Forget it, let her be.

He thought about it, and then sat on a supply box nearby.

Now, Laurentina had her feet on the ground, and she could easily pinch Zuo Jian's cheek while resting her chin on his head.

"By the way, the funds you mentioned..."

"It's already been done, look."

Laurentina raised her hand, took out a black card, and looked at the hot golden printed words on it.

"Deep-sea hunters have a special emergency fund. A safe house will have about three such cards. Basically, each team has one card to ensure that their actions on land are not restricted by funds."

"The card guaranteed by Iberia Bank should also be usable in Victoria."

Zuo Jian looked at Laurentina playing with the card in her hand and asked.

"By the way, what is the available funds in there?"

"In terms of purchasing power, it's roughly the amount of money you can spend to buy a house in the central city of Victoria."

"That's really... generous."

Zuo Jian was stunned. He didn't expect that there was so much available funds.

But if you think about it carefully, Laurentina and the others are deep-sea hunters, so they are at least civil servants, right? If all of this is basically reimbursed by Agor...it's normal.

but......

He stepped forward and instructed Laurentina.

"But, Laurentina, you still need to be careful about your spending. You can't spend money without restraint just because you suddenly have a lot of extra money."

The protagonists in the story often don’t care about these things, because once they get this kind of financial props, it means that the author has marked an unlimited amount of money in his hands.

All they have to do is swipe and swipe, and that's it. They rely on a number to keep spending and repeatedly stimulate and shock those villains or store clerks who "don't know what's great"...

But...what does this have to do with Zuo Jian?

What surrounds him is indeed the daily necessities of life.

If you think about it carefully...Laurentina also needs nutrition, although the taste of the food and so on does not affect the part he is responsible for converting...

But this will greatly affect Laurentina's mental state.

And...before, because he had to travel quickly, he usually only supplied Laurentina with food every few days, or when necessary.

But now....he didn't want Laurentina to get used to this situation.

Human life is easily affected by the external environment.

If we shorten the act of eating to once every few days, then... it will cause a great distortion in the perception that we are equal to humans. Over time, combined with other inhuman habits that are gradually formed... it will lead to very bad things happening.

so.....

Zuo Jian looked at the card in Laurentina's hand and thought, although it is true that it needs to be used sparingly, but for Laurentina's sake, he should start planning her three meals a day again.

After all...Laurentina should experience the beauty that she deserves at her age.

Well, that's it.

Then I'll be a little more extravagant and ask Laurentina to buy some decent ingredients, and I'll cook her a few good meals...

"Hey, hey, Zuojian, let's go to the mall! I saw a few restaurants that looked interesting before! Let's go check them out together?!"

"......?"

Zuo Jian was stunned, looking at Laurentina's excitement...

Obviously, the two people have completely different basic definitions of luxury.

Chapter 38, Blood Demon Lord and... Farmer

"Um... sir... you've already ordered five large fries with ketchup. Do you really not need any other service?"

The waiter looked at the young man leaning on his seat with a subtle expression.

Judging from his clothes, he doesn't seem to be someone who has a hard time living.

And every word and action is very polite.

Judging from the race, the other party is a pure film. The pair of film ears that sway from time to time on top of his short brown hair are the perfect proof of this.

........

Yes, this is film, not Liberi. Apart from Liberi, is there anyone else who would sit in a restaurant and just order fries and show off?

"Well, we actually have other dishes. If you don't mind, why not..."

"Another plate of fries."

The young man handed the finished plate to the waiter and spoke absentmindedly.

"Is... is that so... Are you really not going to try other dishes..."

The waiter's face began to look confused, what kind of French fry fanatic is this?

Aiden Wilson was leaning back in his chair at this moment, thinking with his head down in frustration. After listening to the waiter's words, he seemed to remember something, then turned around and said.

"Then... replace the ketchup with tartar sauce."

"Okay, okay."

The waiter sighed. It seemed that this man was a true Victorian who loved French fries.

"Another fried fish, please."

He looked a little frustrated at the waiter's failed sales pitch, and then added,

“Tartar sauce, too.”

"Oh, okay, I'll prepare it for you right away."

Looking at the other person's departing back, Aiden sighed.

To be honest, he really has no shortage of money.

The "living expenses" his father gave him were enough for him to live comfortably during this period.

But unfortunately, coming in to show off the fries is not for financial reasons or enthusiasm.

Just because...

habit.

It would be better to say that it was a habit that I developed during college when I was led astray by several classmates in the dormitory who spoke with an accent from Yan country.

Just like.

When they are thinking, they always bring a plate of melon seeds with them, and then crack them while thinking about something random.

At first, he couldn't eat this kind of food, but gradually.

He found that he seemed to have completely fallen in love with this behavior of eating a small amount after a part of the mechanical action and then repeating it over and over again.

But once back in Victoria, the behavior quickly became localized.

It probably manifests itself in that the process of cracking melon seeds has been assimilated into dipping them in ketchup.

Anyway, once I start thinking about something, I can't stop.

.......

"What's going on with those people at the checkpoint....Why was I the one who was fired..."