Wasteland Code Survival

[Title: Code of survival wasteland one hundred and eighty fourth chapter of plans Qi Lin: dark dust dispersion]

Welcome to the latest chapter of the Wasteland Survival Code 2k Novel Network!The domain name of this site: the complete pinyin of "2k fiction", easy to remember!A good-looking novel strongly recommends: The best small farm, The Gate of the Mysterious Realm, Chosen of the Sky, the Emperor of the Night, Nilin, the Great Ruler of the Holy Ruins, the lord of the Snow Eagle, Yi Nian, the Eternal Dragon King, the legend of the Primordial God, Wu Lian peak, got rid of the pursuit, Qi Lin again in the City of Steel After several circles, he returned to the small hotel where he hid before.

Pushing open the door, I saw that Aya was awake, sitting at the table, playing with the m14ebr rifle that Qi Lin had left in the room because the length was not good for carrying.

"Are you... that older sister or younger sister?" Although the person who woke up this time seems to have a stronger personality, Qi Lin still decided to ask for insurance.

"Did you go to Saman's side?"

Ling Kui raised her head and glanced at Qi Lin. The cold tone and the same cold eyes let Qi Lin know that his judgment was correct.

"Well, I went to investigate and got some interesting information." Qi Lin walked to the table, grabbed the glass with half a glass of water left, and was about to drink it, but the glass flew away from him involuntarily. The palm of his hand floated into the air.

"I've drunk this." Aya Kui said, Qi Lin only noticed that there was a subtle lip print on the edge of the cup.

"Really...you can stay in that kind of environment in the dungeon. You still care about this now?" Qi Lin muttered a little dissatisfiedly. He took out a bottle of unopened drinking water from his backpack and unscrewed it. Go down the bottle.

"what did you say?"

"Nothing, by the way, have you figured out how to deal with the mutual aid association plan? If not, do you want to listen to my suggestions?"

...

...

Southern District, Cathedral.

Bishop Saman was in his office looking at the report documents for the last week when a knock on the door suddenly rang.

"what's up?"

"Master Bishop, the misty-eyed knight who set out to escort the missionaries last night is back." Outside the door sounded the soft voice of a maid that Bishop Saman liked very much.

"Misty eyes? Well, let him come up, I just have something." Saman pushed the gold wire spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose as a second-level evolutionary. In fact, Saman has no problems with his eyesight. The role of Philip's plain eyes is just an ornament for this nearly seventy-year-old old guy.

"Yes."

Five minutes later, the office door was knocked again, and a foggy voice sounded outside: "Master Bishop, I am back."

"Well, come in."

The office door was pushed open, fog eyes walked straight in, and knelt down on one knee five meters away from the huge walnut desk.

"Huh? How did you make it like this?"

Fogeye's current appearance can be said to be extremely embarrassed. The original clean white priest's robe is covered with filth and blood stains, and there are many damages. The combat uniform in the robe is not much better. There is still on the chest. Three shocking claw marks exposed the soft body armor worn inside.

"This mission we encountered a siege from zombies, and our subordinates broke through forcibly"

"Zombies? I know, let’s not mention that. Today, an assassin tried to sneak into the cathedral. Fortunately, he was discovered by a brave knight. Now I have issued a wanted order. However, the number of knights in our southern district is a bit short recently. Work hard, take your people and join the raid.” Saman said casually while looking at a statistical file.

"Master Bishop... count me... we... only two returned."

"Huh? What did you say?" Saman was stunned, moving his gaze from the file in his hand to Foggy's body.

"There are too many zombies. We were forced to break through when we were surrounded by strongholds.

"...Misty Eye, what do you want me to say about you? Last time, when you caught the infidel, you broke most of your knights. I finally managed to withstand the pressure and let the knights take your troops. Let’s add more, and it’s better now. In just a few days, your army is almost wiped out again? Who is responsible for this?"

"Master Bishop, I..."

"These knights are all heroic warriors of the Lord God. It is not easy to train each of them. Moreover, your mission has failed again this time. How do you tell me to report to the Archbishop?" Bishop Saman's tone began to become more and more severe. .

"Master Bishop, there are too many zombies"

"This is not a reason! Zombies, such low-level creatures, can you be surrounded by patrolling outposts? Don't think that you can be careless with the name of the Templars on your head. The Lord God will never favor a negligent guy. !"

"I……"

"This mission failed. Go back and report to the headquarters of the Knights. I will not share the responsibility for you anymore. Also, you have had a big problem with your recent state. I think you are not suitable for leading the knights to perform the mission. Let's go to the confessional for some retreat," Saman said sternly.

"...Thank you for your forgiveness, Master Bishop, the subordinate understands... In addition, the subordinate has a small request..." Foggy kneeled on the ground and bowed deeply, his head almost touching the floor. Deep red long pile carpet.

"whats the matter?"

"May I ask how my sister is doing in the parish recently? Can I see her?"

"Your sister..." Saman froze for a moment, the expression on his face was unnatural for a moment, but this change was not seen by the foggy eyes with his head down.

"Don't you live together in the real world? Why, she didn't tell you herself?"

"Uh... Whenever my subordinates ask questions, my sister always dealt with a few sentences without mentioning her, so I still want to see with my own eyes how she's doing in the cathedral. I hope the bishop can be satisfied. This little wish of my subordinate."

"How is your life?" Saman squinted his eyes, and then asked, "Do you think we will treat the people below in the cathedral? In the words of you Chinese, touch your own conscience. , How did I treat you in the past, how did you climb to the present position. In addition, if you insist on seeing her, that’s not a coincidence. Recently, there is a sacrifice on the holy ship that is short of people. I will take your sister The dispatch has passed, and it is estimated that it will take at least half a week to return. Okay, if you have nothing to do, you can withdraw."

"...Yes, may the glory of the Lord God bless you."

"May the Lord God bless you, next time, if you come out of such a basket, think about the consequences for yourself."

Coming out of the Bishop Saman's office, when Fog Eye was about to reach the top of the stairs, a small roll of paper suddenly flew in front of him out of thin air, and then drew a strange circle under his nose.

"!"

Foggy Eye was startled, and he was about to stretch his hand to the holster around his waist, only to suddenly remember that when he entered the cathedral, his weapons had been handed over to the Templars guarding at the first floor stairs.

But the note didn't play any tricks any more, after drawing a circle to attract the foggy eyes, it quietly floated to his feet.

Foggy looked around, and there was no one else in the corridor. Several windows inlaid with fine broken glass were also tightly closed, and the two Templars on the stairs did not look towards this side.

"strange……"

Muttering softly, Foggy Eyes bent over and picked up the piece of paper, and stretched it out on the palm of his hand with a thumb.

There is only a simple sentence on the note:

"Your sister is in the fourth room on the second floor from the stairs." 2k Novel Reading Network