…Yeah.
After military training ended.
Doesn't that mean we have to do homework?!
"In the time before our demobilization pay is issued, we absolutely will not…"
"Oh? Demobilization pay?"
The voice came from outside the door.
A graceful figure slowly walked in, staring at Hook with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
Upon seeing the arrival, Hook's heart couldn't help but tremble, and her round eyes instantly collapsed!
"O… old witch!" she screamed loudly.
This terrifying figure's smile was still just as frightening!
"Hehe, Hook, how have these days been treating you?"
Natasha slowly walked over to the group of children, her gaze sweeping across them one by one.
Fortunately they hadn't suffered any injuries — a silver lining in the misfortune.
On the rooftop.
The three lifted a tile.
Blond, gray-haired, and red-haired now formed a circle, lying prone on the roof and silently watching the movements inside the house.
Zeig lay there frowning and said:
"Why did the Silvermane Guards arrive so quickly? I still wanted to watch those silly birds infight a little longer."
Dan Heng lay there and calmly spoke:
"If you two had told me your identities here earlier and given the Silvermane Guards the location, we could have avoided a lot of trouble."
March 7th lay there rolling her eyes:
"Who knew you'd come? If Uncle Yang hadn't suddenly asked us why even you were in seclusion playing Genshin Impact, we wouldn't have realized you could be that rebellious!"
Dan Heng pursed his lips and explained:
"I first judged based on your two's habits that you absolutely couldn't have been in real seclusion playing games for that long, so I followed the clues all the way back to Belobog."
March 7th said proudly:
"You still had to guess — it's obvious your relationship with Peppy isn't that great! When I met Peppy in the carriage, I saw her directly swipe the access card and open Zeig's door, then I immediately called out to her."
"Peppy even planned the shortest route for me to rent an aircraft and sail all the way from the Herta Space Station to Belobog."
Faced with March 7th's sudden sense of superiority, Dan Heng didn't know what to say.
He had come the same way.
But March 7th… still had to ask a dog to help her strategize.
"Where does this sudden competitive heart come from?" Zeig frowned and said.
They watched with their own eyes as the Silvermane Guards cuffed all the injured terrorists and took them away. Only then did March 7th ask:
"Zeig, with this they should be completely wiped out, right?"
Zeig nodded, slowly climbing up from the rooftop:
"Sigh, it was only a matter of time before they got wiped out. There were too few of them — nothing surprising."
Dan Heng also stood up:
"But what about the person who set fire to the museum? He wasn't among the people the Silvermane Guards captured."
Among these terrorists, the most badass was Brother Dao. Just as the old sayings go: the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation, and experts are among the common folk.
…In the Underworld, besides the boss Seele, there were many very fierce folk experts — especially this Brother Dao, who had quite considerable glorious achievements.
Even under pursuit by famous figures like Seele and Bronya, he could still luckily escape.
He had even chopped off an arm of Belobog's Gundam — the Creation Engine.
He had even burned down the historical and cultural museum located directly opposite Qlipoth Fort, representing Belobog's long history.
He was simply the ultimate terrorist!
Although March 7th often called Zeig a terrorist, the latter at least still had some sense when he went crazy.
But Brother Dao was truly reckless, leaving himself no way out.
Rather, all the people hiding in the caves on the side of Rivet Town were this kind of character.
They took poison themselves, completely not thinking about surviving.
Utterly insane!
"By the way, that medicine they took… was it really made by Natasha?" Dan Heng seemed to think of something and couldn't help asking Zeig.
In Dan Heng's heart, Natasha had always been a benevolent figure — how could she develop that kind of drug?
Hearing Dan Heng's question, Zeig shrugged: "I really don't know about this. Go ask San someone — wasn't Natasha saved by her?"
"Hehe — overpraised, overpraised!"
Hearing her name, March 7th hurriedly cupped her fists toward the two and said proudly:
"In the end it still depends on the universe's number one beautiful girl, Miss March 7th. Sigh~ As expected, the Express crew really can't do without me!"
Dan Heng touched his nose and turned away:
"Fine, I won't ask anymore."
Zeig also put his hands in his pockets and silently left together with Dan Heng:
"The sun is really big today, like it's July 3rd."
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"Hey hey hey, not giving me face, huh?! Don't go — even if you don't listen, you have to listen!"
March 7th hurriedly chased after them.
Roughly… those medicines were indeed harmful. After taking them there would be discomfort in a short time, and death within two years.
But this medicine's drawback was… it would become ineffective after drinking water.
It could be said that moisture itself was the antidote.
"Good guy, isn't this the same as not eating it at all?"
"Yeah! Unexpected, right?"
"Pretty good. I knew Doctor Natasha wouldn't really do that kind of thing."
Seeing the three gradually walking away, a pair of fierce eyes appeared in the darkness.
"Damn it… these two guys are actually spies!"
The black shadow clenched the long knife in his hand, his back teeth grinding loudly!
It was clearly Brother Dao, who hadn't been captured.
He silently stared at the backs of Zeig and the other three, gnashing his teeth.
He wished he could cut them into a thousand pieces!
His teammates were spies, and the medicine made by the doctor was fake too!
All of this made their efforts up until now seem so ridiculous and laughable!
Their greatest achievement was only burning down the historical and cultural museum?
But he had heard that the collections inside the museum… were still completely undamaged.
They had all been tampered with by that greedy IPC executive!
"Bastards, at least… I absolutely cannot let the traitors live!"
Brother Dao narrowed his eyes and slowly raised the long knife in his hand.
"Shu—!!"
In an instant, the blade was covered in flames.
Under the dim atmosphere, the jumping flames were majestic and scorching hot, like a dormant fire snake.
"If you have to blame someone… blame yourselves for helping those high and mighty guys! Don't blame me!"
Only a "Bang—!!" was heard as the flames suddenly erupted. The scorching blaze surged like overwhelming waves, engulfing the three.
"Haha… die, die!"
Seeing the three swallowed by his flames without any defense, Brother Dao felt wild joy in his heart.
At least the traitors…
"Wait… how could it be?"
Suddenly, the scene before him made Brother Dao involuntarily rub his eyes.
After the overwhelming purple-red fire waves swallowed the three, they suddenly transformed into crimson red, and the fire grew even fiercer!
They were like subdued rebel troops — at that moment they all turned direction together and instead surged toward him!
Brother Dao's pupils dilated as he stared blankly at this scene, at a complete loss.
The sky full of firelight was reflected in his eyes.