Chapter 61 Poison or Antidote? Confrontation
The bartender was awakened by a scream.
At this time, the morning light was just beginning to appear, and through the car window, one could see the clear outline of the forest.
The incessant chirping of birds mixed with the rustling of leaves brings a vibrant atmosphere.
And a repetitive counting sound.
"…Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven! Thirty-seven! What's going on? Why are there only? Thirty-seven!"
The last note suddenly rose, filled with an unbelievable despair.
Then another silly male voice sounded, trying to comfort her.
"It's like this, the other thirteen people fell behind, and it may take some time for them to return."
The voice from the beginning reappeared faintly, "What do you mean by falling behind? Are they following us? In an operation? Is it a special competition? 30% were eliminated in an instant! Where are you going to find thirteen people for me? Do you know how painful it will be for them to lie in the mud all night? You don't know! You only know the joy of burying corpses! You don't know the pain of the corpses!"
"The pain of corpses? They? They have been burned by fire, so they shouldn't be in any pain, right?"
"Cremation! Damn it, they blocked the path to the potted plants... Go collect the ashes quickly, I heard that ashes can be made into diamonds! As our family, we can't be separated for a moment!"
Then there was the sound of something snapping away quickly.
The surroundings fell into silence again.
The bartender sitting in the car didn't move? He relaxed and closed his eyes.
Qiu Wei was in the same car with him and heard the noise just now. He opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the bartender and asked casually, "Why do you want to play this game with him? The eastern region is currently weak in security. With your ability, I'm afraid you can leave easily."
The bartender didn't open his eyes, and said indifferently: "I just don't like trouble."
trouble?
Qiu Wei lowered his gaze to the bartender's crossed fingers placed flat on his legs. On them? Densely packed silver threads were entangled, reflecting a faint cold light.
A rough count revealed thirty-one.
When the team stopped to rest last night, Qiu Wei counted them once, and it was still forty-four.
Thirteen strands were broken in one night.
He faced thirteen black-clad captives who died instantly after failing to escape.
As the sun was about to rise into the sky, the convoy finally approached the A3 base.
At this time, the surrounding area is flat and wide, and houses can be vaguely seen being built, and there are also ground tracks leading to farther places.
The convoy passed by a huge pillar standing on the ground, which was once shining with golden light but is now covered with dust.
When Chu Xiuyan was in Huangshi Village, he went to the Forest of Exotic Beasts to look for the Golden Monkey King several times. However, he didn't know whether he was going in the wrong direction or the Monkey King was deliberately avoiding him, so he never really saw its shadow... He only saw countless fruits coming towards his head, and a dark shadow that was hidden by the dense leaves.
...Then he chased the shadow until dusk, and when he was exhausted, he was picked up by an eagle? And thrown into Huangshi Village.
Wait, his eagle high-altitude transport plan has not yet been realized!
Chu Xiuyan leaned on the car window and looked out, occasionally daydreaming, and remembered a plan that he had suddenly come up with a long time ago.
The system went back to look through the records and added: [You still owe the Flying Eagle family several tons of marinated meat and a special stick for the Golden Monkey King.]
[What? What is a flying eagle? Can a flying eagle be eaten?] Chu Xiuyan started to wonder, but soon he rested his chin on his hand and thought, [There are no rare materials in the blacksmith shop at the A3 base... Blood crystals can be used as rare ones, but ordinary or rare materials and rare blood crystals cannot be combined to become a unique weapon of the level of the Seven-Colored Sunshine UR card.]
System: [Aim high, keep going.]
Chu Xiuyan began to feel lost again, holding his cheeks and leaning his head against the car window, looking depressed as if he had experienced something sad.
The bartender sitting next to him began to think about whether he should go somewhere to catch another thirteen people.
Unconsciously, the convoy has arrived at the gate of the A3 base. In front of it? There are many cars lined up, almost all of which are teams returning from completing the exploration mission in the occupied areas in the east.
When it was Qiu Wei's team's turn, the blood crystal contamination detector at the door suddenly failed. The guard was puzzled and asked his companions to go to the warehouse to get a spare detector, but there was still a long line behind them, and basically every team had one or two high-level psychics, who were not easy to provoke. So they could only register first, let the people in, and wait for the back to detect them one by one.
So, the convoy carrying two and a half aliens drove into the A3 base and headed directly to the base headquarters.
Because the journey ahead was too long, and full of unknowns and dangers, the three children from Nanshan still stayed in Huangshi Village, and Hei Er, Hei San, Hei Si, and Hei Wu all stayed there to take care of them.
...Although the villagers of Huangshi Village disliked Hei Er because they were clumsy and couldn't take care of children, they happily built another big house in the village and went up the mountain every day to invite the three children to live in the village.
On the day when Chu Xiuyan left, even civet cats went over to join in the fun. I always felt that it was very likely that the three little ones would not be able to resist the temptation and go down the mountain.
As I was lost in thought, the convoy soon stopped in front of a building.
Chu Xiuyan got out of the car happily, stepped into the lobby of the headquarters happily, happily dodged the various earth spikes that sprang out from the ground, and ran happily towards the stairs.
The bartender and the socially anxious guy behind them were fine, as they were able to dodge the earth spikes, but the group of men in black behind them were in trouble, and soon they had several wounds of varying sizes.
The bartender looked at the dirt all over the ground and frowned. Was this a show of force?
Glancing to the side, Qiu Wei was also dodging the earth spikes. What was happening? Leng Xin became even colder. With one cut, most of the floor tiles cracked.
At this time, the black-haired boy had already quickly rushed to the third floor and was running towards the office on the fifth floor.
Just? At this moment, the ceiling above suddenly collapsed, and a figure fell among countless rubble.
The moment Chu Xiuyan caught a glimpse of the golden hair, his eyes lit up, and he quickly jumped up and kicked the falling Lion Boss back.
"Wuhu! Wait for me, wait for me!"
Chu Xiuyan turned into gray mist and went through the cave entrance. He successfully arrived at the office. The first thing he saw after regaining his human form was Zhang Chun pinching the lion boss' throat and stuffing him into an iron cage.
"Help, help, help—"
The lion boss screamed miserably, but the fully armed soldiers surrounding the iron cage all raised their guns and pointed them at the screaming lion boss in the iron cage.
"I don't accept it!"
"If you don't agree, just keep it to yourself!" Zhang Chun slammed the door of the iron cage shut, then wrapped it around and around with chains, shaking with anger. "Three days, three whole days, and you can't even get 300 signatures. What the hell are you thinking about? Go back and sit down. You still have 89 documents to approve!"
In the middle of the iron cage was a set of tables and chairs. The tabletop was piled with documents. Next to it was a communication device that showed a video call in progress. The person on the other end was Mo Wei, the deputy who was in charge of the ruined city.
At this time, the temporary base leader, who was nearly dead from staying up late at such a young age, was pushing his glasses and said faintly, "Mr. Zhang, please don't be polite, just shoot. If the president dies, I'll push you to the top."
The lion boss shook the iron cage so hard that it made a ping-pong sound and howled in pain: "Weiwei——"
The next second, a stone was stuffed into the lion boss's mouth.
"You're so noisy, contestant No. 3."
The moment the lion boss saw the black-haired boy, his eyes lit up, "Woo woo woo!"
Chu Xiuyan: “Ahhhhhh!”
He simply ignored the lion boss's call for help with a special language, turned around and sprinted towards Zhang Chun, jumped onto the other's back, and hugged the head in front of him and rubbed it madly.
"Long time no see, uncle! By the way, you are No.2!"
"Sounds good."
Zhang Chun, whose hair was tangled into a bird's nest, calmly grabbed the boy's collar with his backhand, tore him off from behind, and put him on the ground.
"Have you gained weight?"
Chu Xiuyan felt wronged: "Don't. When the elders see the little kid they haven't seen for a long time, they will ask why he has become thinner and lighter. But the first thing you said was that I was fat!"
"What I meant was...never mind, but you really have grown taller again."
Zhang Chun laughed and smoothed his hair again, but did not lift up his bangs. Instead, he continued to interact with the boy in this familiar manner, with subtle emotion in his eyes.
"When did you get here? Are you still on the way? Is it fun?"
Chu Xiuyan started to talk a lot, and Zhang Chun listened very carefully at first.
He was not surprised to find three experimental children, because other teams sent out to search the fallen settlements also found a lot of experimental subjects, all of which he temporarily managed in a secret base.
Then I continued to listen to the boy telling the story vividly. It really sounded like a story in his mouth, full of magical colors.
When Zhang Chun heard Chu Xiuyan talk about picking up the amnesiac bartender, the amnesiac mushroom brother, and the amnesiac lion boss along the way, he could barely keep calm.
But when the subsequent black-clad men went up the mountain, the plaque of the House of Amnesia appeared, Qiu You attacked, Cui Zhi left the village forever, and even when he chased to the sea and found Bai Yan there, Zhang Chun already felt a headache.
“It feels like this journey has been so colorful!”
Chu Xiuyan said happily.
Zhang Chun said dryly: "Indeed... it's very lively."
He paused, "So where is Choi Ji-young's letter?"
Chu Xiuyan then remembered that he still had a mission, so he took out a crumpled envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Chun.
But Zhang Chun did not open it immediately, but stuffed it into the drawer first, and then said to the group of people who happened to appear at the door: "Your amnesia home is here."
Chu Xiuyan sat down on the desk and corrected: "It's our? Amnesiac House."
Zhang Chun: "Okay, our amnesiac family... what a huge family. Yunyan, let me make it clear first, I recognize principles but not relatives."
Chu Xiuyan gave him a thumbs up and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't recognize relatives or friends, nor do I distinguish between friends and enemies."
Zhang Chun had become accustomed to ignoring the boy's messy words and said calmly, "Yeah, not bad, very energetic."
Amnesia House... Everyone stood in the office, and the space suddenly became much narrower, making Zhang Chun vaguely want to hold a big meeting.
At this moment, a large group of people in black at the back bowed and saluted, shouting, "Master, thank you for your hard work!"
Zhang Chun: “…”
His mind was in a mess and he thought to himself that his life was indeed very hard.
After coming back to his senses, he found that the group of men in black were still? Maintaining the posture of bending over and bowing, he said with difficulty: "Hmm... very energetic, get up."
Chu Xiuyan raised his head and started to show off: "Uncle, look at this movement? Is it neat and tidy? How spectacular and imposing!"
Zhang Chun walked towards the bartender, and the boy followed behind him, talking all the way.
"Zhang Chun is, in a sense, Yun Yan's guardian."
Chu Xiuyan closed his mouth, looked at the bartender, then looked at Zhang Chun who suddenly gave him the title of guardian, thought for a moment, and felt a little conflicted.
Did the uncle really believe the age of Schrödinger who was just over a month old?
...So weird.
The bartender looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, raised his hand to hold it, and said lightly: "Bartender."
Zhang Chun greeted him politely, as if they were meeting for the first time, and then asked directly, "Bartender...code name?"
"Codename."
Zhang Chun looked at the bartender for a moment and asked, "Do you need to go to the medical room? You smell strongly of blood... and so do you."
He looked at the socially anxious boy beside him.
The socially anxious kid who covered himself up tightly was being watched and shuddered.
The bartender lowered his eyes and said, "Don't worry, it's an old wound that can't be healed by ordinary means."
Zhang Chun looked past him and observed the group of black-clad men further behind. He clearly saw that except for the few at the front, most of the black-clad men were standing silently, with an almost transparent silver thread wrapped around their throats. They were obviously under a silent threat of death.
Where does this threat come from...
It's obvious.
"Can you do me a favor for a moment?"
Zhang Chun's gaze returned to the sommelier, and he said in a gentle tone, sounding as if there was nothing unusual, "I believe in Yun Yan's judgment. Since he chooses to trust you, I will not doubt you either."
"So, can you help me with some of the paperwork?"
Zhang Chun caught a black-haired boy who was trying to run away. His eyes were still on the bartender. He said, "It's very simple. Classify and organize, compile data, and make simple analysis and judgment."
"It should be something you are good at, right?"
The bartender suddenly looked up.
…
[Secret Archives of Ruined Cities]
[Codename: Bartender]
[Danger level? :S]
[Affiliation: Northwest Alien Base - Fifth Legion]
[Ability: Threads like spider silk, sharp and strong. But according to gossip, the target's ability is suspected to be taken from the puppet master of the previous leader of the Fifth Legion. Therefore, the target may also have the ability to manipulate/plunder, and is the most mysterious one among the five legions.]
[Investigator added: The target's personality seems indifferent, but he is actually suspicious and sensitive, deep-minded. He claims to want to open a tavern, but he occupies a core position in the legion. It is rumored that the target is better at political confrontation than fighting. His adjutant was drunk and revealed that the superior handled documents with a kind of beauty of killing. ]
[To be supplemented…]
…
Before we knew it, night had fallen.
The bartender rubbed his brows and walked back to the arranged room to rest.
After dealing with documents for an entire afternoon, I am indeed a little exhausted.
A certain black-haired boy had already pretended to be asleep early in the morning, and he actually fell asleep while pretending. Only when dinner and midnight snacks were pushed in did he reluctantly open one eye to eat, and then continue to sleep.
My thoughts shifted away from the boy and began to think about the man who called himself Zhang Chun.
The bartender could clearly sense the cold murderous intent coming from that man.
Suddenly, he paused.
When I looked up, I met a pair of sharp eyes?
"Good evening, bartender. Are you satisfied with the food here?"
As the moonlight fell, the figure of the man standing by the window became clearer and clearer. It was the man from the daytime...
Okay, wait a minute.
Who is this person?
The bartender was a little confused, but the voice was really familiar.
After thinking about it, he simply kept silent.
Zhang Chun didn't notice the bartender's doubts. After lifting his bangs, his aura swept over him without any restraint.
He walked step by step towards the bartender, the hard soles of his shoes making rhythmic sounds on the ground, which invisibly increased the sense of oppression.
At the same time, he took out the medicine from his pocket, slowly lifted it up, and then shook it gently. The blue potion in the glass tube was as clear as sea water.
The bartender seemed to be thinking of something, and looked at Zhang Chun who was coming towards him, his expression slightly changed.
"Yun Yan has already told me. You, the other alien, and Jing Heng all lost their memories due to a special poison. You should have noticed that the drug came from the ruined city, belonging to? A destroyed organization. The laboratory, research and development data, poison samples, and... the antidote have all been transported to the A3 base, which means? I have them."
Zhang Chun was still staring at the bartender. The blue liquid in the potion between his fingers was shaking slightly, as if hiding a mysterious and unknown aura.
"What I have in my hand is the antidote. Drinking or injecting it will restore your memory in an hour. Of course, if you don't take the antidote, your memory may naturally recover in a few years... if you're lucky."
Zhang Chun continued, his expression was calm, but his eyes were fixed on the bartender, with a faint sense of oppression, "Although I don't know what your purpose is, and I don't know whether you have real amnesia or fake amnesia, but since I have discovered your true identity, don't expect to continue hiding. I will give you a choice now, leave this territory of the ruined city and return to your northwest, I can pretend to know nothing about anything."
The bartender's eyes? Moved slightly? He stared at Zhang Chun for a long time, and suddenly chuckled: "It doesn't have to be that complicated. If you want me to disappear forever, killing me is the easiest and most efficient way, isn't it?"
"For example, this is poison... No, this is definitely poison. You? The base commander Jing Heng has not recovered his memory. If there is only one at present, would you be willing to give it to someone of unknown origin?"
The bartender pointed at the potion in Zhang Chun's hand and said, "If I take the poison, I will die. And if I refuse to take the poison, you will be afraid and try to take my life in the days to come, right?"
The bartender raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Chun, whose expression became increasingly cold, and then continued, "Aren't you afraid of causing resentment from the young man or causing a large number of casualties in the entire base?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chun took the last step.
He stood in front of the bartender, the two were only one step away from each other, the most dangerous distance for a one-shot kill.
After observing the bartender's expression, Zhang Chun said calmly: "I am confident that I can handle the trouble of killing you, what about you?"
After he finished speaking, he moved his arm?
At that moment, there was a sudden sharp sound of wind behind him, and a blade flashing with cold light was pressed against his throat.
"Don't move?"
The attacker emerged from the shadows with a cold look in his eyes. He held the dagger in reverse and stared at Zhang Chun warily. Although his entire body was covered by a cloak, his scarlet eyes were still exceptionally clear in the darkness.
"Bartender, go away?!"
Before he finished speaking, a low sigh slowly sounded from the end of the corridor.
"I am still a patient."
The dark shadow came like a wave, covering the entire corridor in an instant, forming a huge dome area.
Everything? Rest.
At this time, on the other side of the corridor, Chu Xiuyan, who was clinging to the outer wall of the building like a spider, preparing for a night stroll and bumping into the confrontation between Zhang Chun and the bartender, was shouting silently.
[What's going on! What's going on! Why did the atmosphere suddenly become so scary?! They were working on documents together in broad daylight!]
The system lights a cigarette: [Don't use idioms indiscriminately, and? Yes, I think you are also quite scary. ]
Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and climbing the wall of a building? Whose window are you trying to knock on to scare people?
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