Arknights, but all characters are NPCs?

Did I spawn from some bush?

Besides, why do you call me little sister? I look quite small...

Well, it's quite small.

Her look of a mature big sister can only be realized in dreams.

And look at the way the female Sakota keeps talking...

Being outgoing?

"Greetings, my dear compatriots."

Arturo lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted: "You are also the first compatriot I meet. Can you give me a ride?"

"Sure! Get in the car!"

This woman, Sacotta, seemed to be simple-minded. When she heard this, she actually opened the passenger door and let Arturo get in.

And it was not until Arturo sat in the passenger seat that the female Sacotta seemed to remember and asked, "Oh, by the way, where are you going? Oh, and, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Remuel... uh... no, I have graduated now, so you can just call me Angel."

"Angel of Energy, huh?"

"Yes, yes, what's your name, little sister?"

"Just call me Arturo. I want to go to Kazdel. Is that okay?"

“Kazdel? Let me see—”

As the Archangel scratched his head, flipped through a map, and looked left and right -

The truest desire in the heart of the Archangel is also constantly conveyed to Arturo.

Confused at first, then understanding, when Arturo slightly raised the corners of his mouth, Archangel finally finished reading the map.

"Found it, found it. I want to go to Longmen. If I start from here... it's just on the way! Then sit down, little sister, let's go!"

The Angel of Exiah stepped on the accelerator, allowing Arturo to successfully feel the feeling of being pushed on the back, and also forced her to temporarily stop trying to pick up the cello.

Do you drive so wildly?

But thinking about Sakota's style...it seems quite reasonable.

The journey was tiring, and Angelus was a very outgoing person, so after a short while of silence, she couldn't help but chattering: "By the way, I seem to have been unable to sense your emotions since a while ago? Little sister, have you turned off your empathy? And little sister, why is your halo black? It doesn't even glow?"

There are really only a few reasons why the halo may dim.

Either he has become a fallen angel and his halo is useless,

Or like her brother, she passed the civil service exam and became a legal professional executor of the Lateran Notary Office, forcibly adding some devices to the halo.

Or... become a wanted criminal like Arturo.

There is a two-thirds chance that Arturo is a bad guy, but this Archangel is so bold that he only remembered this now.

But the true desire deep in the heart of the Archangel is really interesting, so Arturo doesn't mind playing it: "Something...rather bad happened."

“I-I see… I’m sorry! Little sister, I didn’t mean to poke your wound!”

"Oh? Miss Angel, did you actually believe it?"

"Ah... because... uh... yes, because I have a friend and the same thing happened to me."

"Have you fallen from heaven?"

"Eh?! Little sister, do you know?"

"I am also a Sakota after all."

"Yeah, that's right..."

The Archangel scratched his head, smiled a little embarrassedly, and then continued: "My friend fell from heaven because of some things. I didn't blame her at all. I just wanted to know what happened at that time. In the end, she ran away without saying a word! How outrageous!"

"So, Miss Angel, is this the reason you went to Longmen this time?"

"Yeah! I heard that she joined an organization called... Penguin Logistics in Longmen? So I rushed there as soon as I graduated. I don't know if I can catch her."

"Yes, I wish you success, Miss Angel."

"Thank you! You are such a good person, little sister!"

No...let's not talk about whether he is a good person or a bad person, Arturo can see it.

The reason why this Angel of Power came to her was probably not because they were compatriots, but because of her outgoing nature, which made her talkative.

The journey was very boring, so when Angel Exia saw Arturo standing on the side of the road, she simply dragged her into the car, just so that she would have someone to chat with while driving to relieve her boredom.

Never mind. Arturo was also finding the journey boring, so it would be nice to chat.

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"Okay, little sister, we're in Kazdel now."

With a creaking sound.

The Archangel stepped on the brakes.

After sending Arturo to the border of Kazdel, she watched Arturo pick up his luggage and get off the car, then waved to her with a smile, and then the Angel of Exiah hummed a little tune and set off again.

"That little sister is quite nice."

"Ah! Damn it! I forgot to ask that little sister how she fell from heaven. I'll catch her when I find her... She seems to have changed her name to Mostima now? I'll take the initiative when I catch Mostima..."

"Well... never mind. I hope I'll have the chance to meet this little sister again in the future."

179. Is this an Archangel? An Archangel with waist-length hair?

"Wow! Is this Longmen? The building is so tall!"

"Wow! Is this the customs? There are so many people!"

"Wow! Is this the cop? My gun... My gun has been confiscated!!!"

No, to be precise, the cop took the gun from Archangel, confiscated the live bullets inside, and then returned the gun without ammunition to Archangel.

In Longmen, or in Yan Country, you can use rubber bullets, fireworks, or even just pick up a stone and throw it out.

But live ammunition? Sorry, no.

"Sir, is this little girl really okay?"

Looking at the Archangel holding a gun, squatting on the side of the road and howling as if she had suffered a great deal of injustice, Tiaozi asked his captain, "I remember that guns are not considered prohibited items? To put it bluntly, a gun is just a staff with a strange appearance. Are we targeting this little girl too much?"

"What do you know?" The captain rolled his eyes at his teammate and said, "We are not targeting this little girl, we are targeting the entire Sakota. No, do you see her?"

"Even if you have finished searching her body—" the captain pointed at the Angelus and said, "You grab this little girl's feet now, lift her upside down, and then shake her up and down. I guarantee that a large number of magazines and bombs will fall out of her clothes. You are still young and don't understand."

The Sakota, also known as the "Angels", are a race that is, to put it nicely, all optimists.

To put it bluntly, it is a walking high blood pressure machine.

These angels might pat her clever little head at any given moment and then show you how “art is explosion”.

And, it is true.

Because the Angel of Power, who was squatting on the roadside with a gun in his arms and howling, came to the side of the cop as if nothing had happened and asked curiously, "Officer, can I leave now?"

"Uh...okay."

"Great! I'm leaving now! Oh no, no, I almost forgot, officer, do you know where Penguin Logistics is?"

"Who?"

"Penguin Logistics."

"..."

Suddenly, the expression on the face of the guy who had previously said that the girl was being too harsh on him changed instantly.

He seemed to be saying, "Captain is wise! We should target these Sakotas harshly."

Then, since the cop ignored him no matter how he asked, the Archangel could only scratch his head, mutter, and leave with his luggage.

But even if that guy didn't say it, Penguin Logistics is actually quite famous. Angel just asked a few passers-by and got the approximate location.

"Who did you say you were looking for? Penguin Logistics?"

"I heard they were fighting with gangsters in the alley last week. I thought someone was setting off firecrackers in broad daylight from all the noise."

"Oh, they said it was a courier delivery."

"I heard they were racing on the highway last week. I was wondering what the hell was going on."

"Oh, they said they were also delivering express."

"I heard that they were last week before last—"

"Oh, they said they were still delivering the express."

"Is this a courier delivery?!"

Uh...this is probably the reputation of Penguin Logistics.

Then Angel of Power suddenly understood why the cop had such an expression when he heard that she was looking for Penguin Logistics.

A law-abiding Penguin Logistics met a well-behaved and sensible Sakota, my god...

"Is Sakota's reputation so bad? I don't think so..."

The Archangel muttered softly.

This is prejudice! It must be prejudice!

"But speaking of it, the buildings in Longmen are really tall..."

Even the Archangels had to tilt their heads up to look at the tall buildings.

She looks like a country girl who has just come to the city and has never seen the world - but actually she is not.

It's not that Lateran is so backward, but there are very few skyscrapers with dozens or even hundreds of floors in Lateran.

Because there is a rule in Lateran. No matter if you are acting on impulse or want to show the good virtues of Sakota, or even if you simply think that this load-bearing column is so beautiful, if you blow it up, in which direction will the building collapse?

It’s all fine. As long as you report it and it doesn’t affect innocent passers-by, you can blow it up as you like.

It's no problem to use strafing, artillery bombardment, targeted blasting with bombs, or even driving a power armor and shouting "Fuck the power of the bear!" and then ramming into it head-on.

The only requirement is that whoever caused the collapse is responsible for rebuilding it.

So things like those small bungalows and three-story villas are not that bad, they can be demolished quickly and rebuilt quickly.

But what if it is a skyscraper with dozens or hundreds of floors?

What is the Gray Immortal?

So don’t blame those cops. As soon as they saw that Archangel Exia was a Sakota, they immediately confiscated all her live ammunition.

She has to button it, because who knows what shocking ideas these Sakota will come up with when she taps her clever little head.

But Angel thinks these are prejudices, all prejudices!

How could Sakota be as crazy as they say?

Just like Angelica, you see, she blew up her alma mater seventeen times in three years... and no one said she wasn't?

"Ah... I found it! Penguin Logistics' base... should be here, right?"

While climbing up, Angelus kept sighing at how tall the buildings were. He wondered if they would collapse like dominoes after they were blown up.

But the Archangel did not forget the important things.

After asking around and going to several places, I finally found this place.

"Hello, hello? Hello, hello? Is anyone here? Is this Penguin Logistics?"

The Archangel reached out and knocked on the door, then stuck his little head into the half-open door.

Then she saw a penguin, a cow, and two wolves sitting in the house.