this is my ark journey

It's a matter of perspective, but Ren didn't care about where Ines came from and what kind of past she had.In his vision, the girl's expression changed rapidly, and her body trembled slightly.

From the beginning? !

Ines felt instantly transformed into a clown, performing comedy for months in front of this man!

Apart from the humiliation, some painful memories echoed in her mind, she bit her lips tightly, as if to suppress those memories.

"The Witch King is dangerous, you shouldn't touch it!"

"Heh, I've offended both Tracy and Rutland, and I'm still afraid of a dead person?"

"It's not a matter of personal strength. His research has already touched the essence of this land, so you shouldn't get close!"

Ines' expression was as if she saw a piece of highly toxic shit and warned Ashes not to touch it.

But Ren not only wanted to touch, but also swallowed the shit. He didn't speak, but just stared at each other seriously.

This look made people feel a little hairy. Ines' eyes flickered, and he opened his hands and clenched them into fists.

"I'll think about it."

"No problem, I don't have any intention of persecution, I just want to tell you that in order to finish this road, I need the strength of each of you." Ren did not urge, this is a companion who lives and dies, and he never forces.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, the cockroach spirit was swinging his saber and walking towards him with an unrecognizable pace. This was not a good opportunity to talk about serious business.

Aggressive.....

W knocked on the window with the handle of a knife. When the window fell, he put his arm on the car door and poked his head out to look inside. He happened to see Ines with a strange expression, half aggrieved and half pained, and he didn't feel weird when he saw her. , Open the car door and walk out, don't be angry if you are stopped by yourself, just go around and leave.

looks interesting...

A malicious smile appeared on W's face.

"What are you doing? I told you to go back to the Tower of Babel in one breath." Seeing her uneasy expression, Ryan chose to take the initiative.

"The group of bastards sent a coordinate, saying that they would come over to meet up." W replied casually, pouted at Ines's back, "What did you do, that Mostima just left, and changed the target again? "

What is switching goals, are you my Neptune?

Ryan explained angrily: "I just did some psychological counseling and let her tell the secret by herself."

"She has a secret? I'm good at it, do you want to help?" W's eyes lit up.

"Shut up, Ines is our companion, don't use your methods on your own."

"Tsk tsk, I really like him, and that's right, I can play with those legs for a whole year."

You are shaking S with an orange tinge!

Ren felt that his blood pressure was on the rise, but he ignored the fact that W was talking to himself more and more strangely recently.

Pushing open the door violently, forcing the girl back two steps, moving her shoulders and ignoring her, the more she fights with this cockroach spirit, the more excited she is, the best way is to treat her like air.

Ashes looked around, and saw that the convoy had all stopped, and the mercenaries were building a camp under Garson's order. It was right on the hill, with an excellent view, and he could see two land ships approaching in the distance.

This is a lot smaller than Rhodes Island, with a pattern of the Tower of Babel painted on it, obviously belonging to Theresia's army, but why send two land ships to such a fringe area?

"Where did Ceobe go?" Looking around, Ren didn't see the silly dog.

"I got motion sickness, obviously I wanted to vomit, but I swallowed it." W looked disgusted, it really was a cockroach memory, and he forgot what happened just a few seconds later.

Ren imagined that scene, his face was livid, his fingers trembled a few times, and he wanted to rub the dog's head again.

"By the way, those captives have already confessed." W suddenly remembered the business, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "That Leitanian warlock is called Istvan, and he seems to have learned some Sarkaz from the banshee." witchcraft."

"that's it?"

"You killed all the elites, and it took a lot of work to pry the mouths of these ordinary soldiers. I really don't know anything else."

Ren is well aware of W's interrogation skills. How many tough guys failed to survive a minute in front of this cute smiling girl.

Istvan, it should be a Sarkaz who has learned the skills of the Witch King, and then combined the ancient witchcraft of his tribe to create something new. This kind of person is definitely a genius in research, and it is reasonable to see my value .

Ren thought for a moment and felt that there was no problem in logic, but it was a pity that he was not caught.

"Forget it, we can see each other again after all." Without thinking too much, he asked W again: "Is there anything I need to do?"

"It's been a lot more positive since I came back. Why don't you go and see that silly Pello?"

"When it's time for dinner, Ceobe will be revived immediately with full blood, what to do with her, I will find a place to rest if I have nothing to do." Ren wanted to find a clean place to see how the flames were doing, and killed the big knight. He hasn't observed it yet.

"Of course something happened." W stopped him, and pointed to the tent set up next to him, "A few mercenaries have reached a critical point of infection, and I was the one who dealt with it every time, should I replace you this time? "

Ren's footsteps stopped, and his face was a little gloomy.

He had known about this for a long time. Sarkaz was infected by the whole family, and many of them were even severely infected. There was no cure for the ore disease. obvious.

Animals of war don't have to think about tomorrow, and excessive use of Originium skills is commonplace. Anyway, if you don't use it, you will die. If you use it, you can still live for a few days. W will deal with it after every battle.

Reading is processing, writing relieves pain, ore disease is comparable to cancer in the later stage, painkillers are not effective when taken as a meal, and you will lose your ability to move.

Personal pain and dragging down the team are not counted. The infected person at the end is a radioactive source, and the difficulty of disposal is comparable to nuclear waste. Mercenaries without professional equipment must be disposed of in advance.

This is cruel, but this is the reality. The dead are fine, but the living have to suffer even more.

Ren glanced at the indifferent girl. It was because of her heartlessness that she was appointed to do this job.

But is it really indifferent to fight against comrades who share life and death?

He didn't know, and asked hesitantly, "Is it really necessary to do this?"

"Don't act like a bad guy in front of me, you know this has to be done, otherwise everyone will die." W lowered his face, and the smile just disappeared in an instant, which was a precursor to turning his face.

The end stage of ore disease is not only a problem of the patient's own pain, but also like a time bomb. After crystallization, it will turn into dust, dragging the former companions into the abyss in an instant.

Because of the cruelty, he was helpless. From expulsion to disposal, he dared not stay by his side anyway.

"The Tower of Babel may have a solution. They have been researching ore disease."

"Come on, I've inquired a long time ago. Their research is fruitful, but they only stop at suppressing the infected in the middle and early stages. Maybe it was interrupted by the war, or maybe they didn't want to work hard at all. After all, it's just that huge investment. Human life is actually cheaper." With a face full of sarcasm, W walked away with a knife in his hand, cursing in his mouth.

"Forget it, I'll come in person. I'm a coward after all. Hurry up and dig a grave for some bastards."

This is a different kind of tenderness. Instead of losing the ability to commit suicide after being expelled and dying in the wilderness in pain, it is better to have a small soil bag engraved with your own code name and accompany your own saber.

"and many more."

Ren suddenly held W's hand, and then let it go, because the crazy woman stabbed himself in the chest without thinking, and stepped sideways slightly, he locked his joints, but saw W turn around suddenly, and raised his knee .

"I'm going to have a look too!"

He quickly explained, looking down, and seeing his knees resting on his crotch, he was almost beaten.

"It's up to you, let go of your hands first!"

Ren did as he did, his heart was beating rapidly, and he understood the cruelty of this crazy woman again.

Nima was chatting and laughing with me 3 minutes ago, and almost died 3 minutes later.

W smiled without apologizing, as if it was just a squabble between lovers just now, walking briskly ahead with a knife in his arm.

Ren was completely speechless, and subconsciously stayed away.

After a while, the two came to the front of the tent. There was no military doctor here, and there was no need for a military doctor. It was also far away from the camp, and no one approached within a hundred meters.

Mercenaries will never reject comrades who live and die together. It's just that the infected at the end may crystallize at any time, and they have to leave for the sake of their lives. In addition, no one wants to see W's processing process. This is an open secret.

The veteran who served as the guard outside the convoy saw the two go to the tent, his face was gloomy, and he took a couple of puffs of cigarettes, but didn't want to say a word, only the recruit was curious.

"Master W and Renn are going to treat the ore disease?"

"Tsk, if he can cure it, the whole Terra will walk sideways."

"Then what is this for?"

"Boy, you haven't been in the industry for long." The veteran stamped out his cigarette butt, saw the two stepping into the tent, patted the recruit on the shoulder and pulled him away.

"Don't ask anything, don't listen to anything, as long as you are an infected person on this land, this day will inevitably happen in the end. It is your blessing that someone dares to bear this pain, otherwise you will kill your relatives and friends who died for you That's the tragedy."

The recruits seemed to understand but half understood. Looking back at the dangling curtain, they suddenly remembered the past.

One morning, when he was sleepy, his brother covered with black crystals dropped a letter and disappeared, and asked his mother, but the mother just hugged herself and kept crying.

His eyes were bewildered, as if he saw his elder brother trekking hard on the endless land, until his vitality was devoured, his whole body exploded, and he dissipated lonely between the heaven and the earth.

......

The tent was full of smog, and the four men and one woman lying there turned into a big chimney, with cigarette butts and empty wine bottles strewn all over the floor.

Some of them were writing letters, some were laughing and cursing, some were sharpening knives, but their bodies were covered with black crystals, and it was impossible to sit up.

Hearing the opening of the door curtain, a bearded mercenary struggled to stand up, seeing that W showed no trace of fear.

"Hey, you're here, Captain, hey, Mr. Ren is here too, are you going to hand over the task to someone else?"

"Yeah, what if I die one day and you bastards don't pay attention to me." W walked in with a smile on his face, and took out a bottle of wine from his arms.

"Hahaha, it's a great fortune to be dealt with by Mr. Ren, why don't you change someone later?"

"Hey, it's really ungrateful for profit. It's not that simple to deal with. You have to control the origin stone dust. I heard that the Tower of Babel has developed a professional disposal equipment. Would you like to try it?"

When it gets to that point, burning or burying it won’t work, it’s like nuclear waste water that needs to be purified, and Terra is full of infected people who have been expelled, not everyone has the courage to kill themselves, and the breath of Originium keeps rising High talent is strange.

"Forget it, I don't want to wait until that day. I'm ashamed to cause trouble for others." The bearded mercenary grinned, his smile was very stiff due to the crystals around his lips.

"Leave a grave, and the brothers may not come to see it when they pass by in the future."

Facing death, he is very free and easy, which makes W smile more obviously, and this kind of creepy smile on weekdays is warming people's hearts at this time.

She pulled out the knife, with a smile on her face as if she was asking what to eat tonight: "Say what you guys have to say quickly."

"Remember to help me send the suicide note home." The bearded mercenary replied after thinking for a while, seeing Ren with fire in his palm, he quickly added: "Use a knife, I don't want to be burned to ashes!"

The rest of the people also saw this scene and hurriedly called out.

"Dig a bigger pit to bury me!"

"Squad leader, I'm afraid of pain, so be quick when you strike."

"The farewell letter written by those bastards in the third team was too nasty, almost made me sick, and then sent a word to Hu Die, saying that I will fencing with him again in my next life!"

"Tell Dick, my wife has kept her mouth shut for a while. His thing is actually as short as a toothpick. Don't brag about it in the future."

W didn't speak, as if she wanted to memorize every word. When there was no more explanation, she walked towards the bearded man with a knife in her hand. Just as she took a step, she felt her hand being held.

"release."

The girl didn't look back, and couldn't see the expression on her face, but her tone was cold, and the killing intent contained in it made people shudder.

W is really angry, unprecedented anger. In her eyes, pretending to be a good person at this time is tantamount to death, and can erase all good impressions before.

Ren's hand was still tightly clenched, and there was no sign of letting go. W changed the knife to his backhand. Just as he was about to cut off the man's arm with a knife, he felt the man's face approaching, and the warm breath spread to his face.

"I can cure it, do you believe it?"

Chapter 120 Two: I Was a Hero!

One sentence is comparable to a ground-breaking shock, W's muscles go from tense to relaxed, and finally tense again.

what did he say?Treatment for ore disease?Are these bastards smoking so much that I'm hallucinating?

After entering the tent, the girl with a smile on her face froze completely. This was simply a dream, and she even forgot to stab her back because she was so frightened.

Ren's expression was as usual. He hadn't spoken since he walked towards the tent. It wasn't that he was shocked by the mercenaries' attitude of seeing death as home, but he was always looking for a solution.

In the soul's field of vision, the black origin stone breath was almost full, and the air was even filled with breath. It was a risk for W to come, such a concentration required a full set of protective clothing.

And just now, Ren looked at the flame in his body. After burning the great knight as firewood, not only did he replenish the consumption, but the flame went up a whole level.

From the brilliance of the firefly to the slow fire.

The same piece of firewood, the number of souls should not be much different, he thought about it, it should be due to the quality.

Every step of the steps is accompanied by a new piece of firewood, just like the infected person for the first time, Hai Si for the second time, Sarkaz for the third time, and Sakota this time.

'Black, red, gray, golden, like a color spectrum, there must be a pattern. '

Ren is good at summing up. Except for the ordinary white, the soul fire he sees now has four colors.

Black source stones, red Haisi, gray Sarkaz, golden...

He froze for a moment, as if the golden color was not only seen on Sakota, such as the bar owner in the underground black market, the relationship between them is still unknown, and there are several color spectrums.

The pure white doctor, the purple of the golden statue of the horror, if Kelsey's nothingness is counted, there are three kinds.

He was no longer entangled in the reason, it was just that he had gathered the Ran Ran Xinghuo in his hand just now, and the breath of origin stone that permeated the air was ignited and turned into ashes.