this is my ark journey

Unexpected harvest, it was right to bring the old mercenary Garson with him.

Ren nodded in satisfaction, with a big appetite. He scooped the dinner plate with a spoon and then paused. There was no touch, as if he was scooping up air. When he looked down, his veins burst out.

"Ceobe! How hungry are you!!"

The plate was already empty, and some silly dog ​​ate everything quietly while he was talking, but Wren had already licked it and injected the strongest flavors so that Ceobe could eat it all? !

Ceobe shrank her head, with a small face: "But I'm so hungry, but it's a pity that Ren doesn't have anything to eat. I'll go to the kitchen to find something for you."

"Come back! Don't you know that the door of the kitchen is covered with your face?" Ren stopped her, and seeing Ceobe's pitiful look at a loss, he covered his forehead again.

"I'm afraid of you. I said before that I want to treat you to dinner, and I happened to go shopping in the city."

"Ren wants to invite me to dinner?" Ceobe's eyes widened inch by inch.

"I never break my promise in life, why, don't you want to go?" Ren showed a smile of "Planning". People can't break their promise, but they can cheat.

Ceobe had already eaten lunch for three people, and the leftovers would not cause the wallet to bleed.

"Great! I'll go, I'll go!" With the long hair flicking, the girl rushed up, hugged Ren's head and rubbed it vigorously in her arms.

The legendary facial cleanser should not be like this.

Ren was stuffy from being squeezed by a pair of meat balls, struggling to move his head away and panting: "Okay, okay, go and change your clothes, your clothes haven't been washed for a long time, it stinks."

Carson, who was sitting opposite, was full of envy, but he sighed heavily when he saw Ren's impatient look.

Oh, what's wrong with Miss Ceobe, if I had been younger, I would have at least ten children with her.

He turned his head to look at the door, and the hunk man in the white protective suit was standing there, with a mask covering his expression, he didn't know what the hunk man was thinking.

For a moment, the senior Sarkaz had a sense of mission and was determined to bring Rennes back on track.

Or tell W to let her treat the disease.

Chapter 99 Eating melons and watching movies is instinctive!

In the afternoon, the early winter sun was warm.

The mobile city is not too big, and the name is called the Tower of Babel, but the city does not have a tall tower overlooking all living beings, but is full of small buildings with two or three floors.

Unlike the punks in the underground black market, the small building has a slightly classical taste. It is all built of bricks and tiles. There are no nobles in gorgeous clothes on the road, and there are no Sarkaz fighters with a strong smell of blood.

There have never been so many farmers, workers, merchants, and non-combat Sarkaz people. The Babel Tariffs from all over Terra are walking slowly, and there have never been so many foreign races in Kazdel. Of course, the idle people There is also a silly dog ​​running around in the crowd.

She was wearing a light brown dress, don't know which operator gave it to her, the skirt was a little tight, her chest was swollen and swollen, and the knee-length skirt fluttered as she ran, like a butterfly, No, brown-haired Erha.

"Len, look, look, there's apple candy for sale!"

"Wow, what are those thin and long ones called?"

"The cotton-like thing smells so sweet, I want to eat it! Hey, boss, you want to give it to me? Thank you!"

Just like Erha letting the wind go, Ceobe never stopped, often running from one end of the street to the other, and then using pure eyes to prostitute others for free.

Ren didn't bother to hold the dog leash, and let her run wildly, observing the town with great interest.

The past few days were too busy, and today was his first time shopping, and he felt that the Tower of Babel did not look like a political center at all.

There is no palace, and it doesn't look like a military fortress, but there are still traces of battle, such as the collapsed block on the left, which is the damage caused by the battle between the operators and the assassins.

' No wonder Teresia moved up to Rhodes Island as soon as she arrived. '

Ren solved a doubt. The urban area is indeed quiet and peaceful, but it is also a target. Tracys will continuously send assassination troops.

"Hey, Ceobe, enough is enough." Ren called to stop the silly dog ​​with his hands full, which was really embarrassing.

"%￥#&...."

"Let's talk after eating!"

Ceobe swallowed all the candy apples in two or three gulps, and raised her face: "The people in the city are really nice!"

Can it be bad?Let you whore a bunch of things for nothing.

Ren rolled his eyes and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ceobe.

"I will come every day from now on!"

"Grandma, just take it as soon as you see it. Come every day? I'm afraid your face is not plastered all over the city." Ren knew the power of Ceobe, and it was like a natural disaster for businessmen.

I don't know how to write thick-skinned words at all, I can't beat them, and I can't understand them when they scold.

"But they were very happy to give me something to eat."

"That's because you're so stupid, why don't we go back, you must be full." Ren's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"No, no, I can still eat!"

"But you've eaten a lot."

"But I haven't eaten Ren's yet, what you invited me to eat must be the most delicious!"

Hey, sure enough, protect the Lord.

The unintentional flattery made Ren very happy. He looked around and pointed to a small shop next to him.

"Just that one, don't you want to eat thin and long things?"

"Yeah, as long as Renn takes me there."

"I found that you are quite good at talking sometimes."

Ren was in a good mood, and walked over there with Ceobe, and as the doorbell rang, he realized that the store was not big and there were not many people.

This is probably remodeled from a residential building. There are more than a dozen tables scattered all over the place. Sunlight shines in from one side of the window. The hanging green radishes make people feel that the boss has good taste.

He found a seat by the window and sat down. The winter sun was shining on his body and it was warm. Not long after, a middle-aged man walked over.

He was short bearded, tall, and dressed in a black trench coat, looking like an old-school gentleman, with a fluffy gray tail behind him.

"Dear guest, what would you like to order?" He nodded slightly, his voice low.

This looks like a small shop that takes care of the boss, the waiter and the chef. Ren glanced at the table and didn't even have a menu, so he simply asked:

"What do you have here?"

"The characteristics of Syracuse are all there, but the oven is broken, and the pizza can't be made temporarily."

Syracuse?

After the Eastern Kingdom, Ren heard the name of a small country. Syracuse is not far to the west of Kazdel, and the main ethnic group is Lu Koma.

'No wonder the tail is a bit like Ceobe, um, it is an ordinary infected person, but the smell of blood is slightly stronger. '

Ren subconsciously opened his soul vision, and after finding out that there was no problem, he casually said, "Then two servings, no, three servings of Syracuse noodles, tomato-flavored, five times the sauce."

"Five times? Are you sure you can eat it?" The middle-aged Lu Yu had strange eyes.

"Just bring it up."

"Ok."

Based on the principle that the customer is God, the boss didn't ask too many questions, and went to the back kitchen to prepare, let alone worrying that Ren would not be able to pay his bills.

The warm winter sun brought some drowsiness, Ren yawned, playing with the silver fork in his hand, and could hear Ceobe humming happily.

Peace is good.

He couldn't help but think of the days when he first came to Black Soul, lying alone on the roof of the sacrificial field, looking at the city wall of Losric in the mist, and he could still hear the soft chant of the fire maiden every day on time.

Master Ashes, when will you embark on the journey?

The first fire will go out, and soon you won't be able to see anything.

'When did I choose to spread the fire. '

Under the warm sun, Ren became confused, remembering that he was very firm at the beginning.

Spread the fire?Dogs are not passed on, I would rather be a zombie in Resident Evil.

Ordinary ashes may yearn for fire, but he already has memories of his previous life, how can a social animal understand a sense of mission.

Dedication to the company, or a blessing from 996?I have heard too much and I have formed antibodies.

"So what do I think, and what happened in front of the stove?" Ren couldn't recall it, like two memory fragments, but there was a feeling——

On Terra, I can find the answer.

'Hurry up and finish Kazdel's work, and then look for clues all over the world. Ren was very clear about his own path. He was thinking about how to finish Kazdel's work quickly and cheaply, when he heard jingle bells in his ears, looked up, and almost got up from his chair.

The cockroach spirit stood at the door, leaning on the door frame to look inside, and the familiar smile after seeing Ren suddenly appeared on his face.

"Tsk, you don't call me when you invite people to dinner, forget how much I spent on the underground black market?"

You are pulling me to block the gun!

Ren was annoyed when he thought about it, and his tone was not very good: "Why are you here? I haven't received my salary until now, and I can't afford to hire one more person."

I came to treat you, so stingy.

W felt a little upset for a moment, just in time to see the boss coming over with a plate, and seeing that there were three servings, a smile reappeared on his face.

"Hey, you're not very good, you knew I would come in advance." She took the plate skillfully, and frowned when she saw the red tomato sauce inside, and was about to mock Ryan for eating dog food all day long, so she and The boss looked up.

"why you?"

The two spoke in unison, but Ren next to him was baffled. This W must have activated a passive skill. How could he meet acquaintances every time he ate.

While W was in a daze, he quietly took the plate over and looked at it while eating, obviously very interested in the Syracusans he met for the first time.

Whether human or ashes, it is instinct to eat melons and watch dramas.

Chapter 100 What?I love fencing? ?

Dongyang happened to meet unexpectedly, but the two tensed their muscles.

"Miss W, I didn't expect to join the Tower of Babel with your personality." The boss instinctively took half a step back, as if to stay away from the source of danger.

"Amedeo, what are you doing in Kazdel, a bastard, the family of Syracuse wants to come here to do business?" W smiled and stretched his hand behind his back, Ren saw her hold the saber.

"I'm no longer in the family." The boss sighed, put his hand into his arms, took out a cigarette and lit it, his vicissitudes of face loomed in the smoke.

"It was only after I returned to Colombia that I realized that the family had been destroyed. I had to go to Kazdel after being hunted down. After all, no family dared to go deep into this ghostly place."

It turned out to be an escape.

W let go of the handle of the knife, not interested in dealing with a down-and-out Sicilian.

"I remember that your family is very powerful. That lady did it? Tsk tsk, with the methods over there, there may not be a single living person."

"I don't know, but I tracked down and found that the young lady escaped."

"She's not going to escape to Kazdel."

"Hehe, I don't have the ability to find her. Now I only have this dilapidated shop. Dear customers, eat quickly. The cold pasta is no longer delicious. Since you are Miss W's friend, I will give you a [-]% discount today."

The boss left after speaking, leaving only a lonely figure behind.

Ryan had already started eating, and by the way, pushed the other two plates to Ceobe, but before the latter had time to spit, W grabbed a plate and sat down on a chair from the side.

woo-

Before W picked up the fork, there was the sound of grinning, the hungry dog ​​was protecting the food.

"Hey, I've invited you for the dinner tonight. If you're not full, I'll ask Ren to order another one for you."

"Okay!" The hungry dog ​​mutinied at the speed of light.

Ren, who was about to watch a good show, was speechless for a moment, and twisted the macaroni with a spoon without raising his head.

"What's the matter with that Syracusan man? You know people all over the world."

"It's just an explanation, and you should call him a Sicilian." W ate a mouthful of macaroni, and the rich tomato sauce almost made her spit it out, and handed it to Ceobe after two mouthfuls.

The silly dog ​​just finished eating, and immediately took it happily and continued to eat.

Ren glanced at her, too lazy to be angry, and asked while eating: "Sicilian? Is there any difference?"

"The families of Syracuse are spread all over the land, especially Colombia, which has become the focus of their development, but no matter where they are, as long as they enter the industry, they are called Sicilians."

Oh, isn't this the Mafia?

Ren understood now. He said that [-]% of Italy's courage was given to the Mafia, and the other [-]% was given to football. In the land of Terra, Syracuse is equivalent to Italy, and Sicilians are equivalent to the Mafia. It is a title of identity .