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Then he turned around and stormed angrily toward the door.

When he arrived at the door, seeing the teller and Wu Tong, he frowned and asked in a low voice:

"Hello, who are these people?"

"Manager, these people are here to see your friend, Stroe!"

The clerk answered respectfully and pointed to the "drunkard" Stroe who was working.

"Looking for Stroe?"

"What do you want with him?"

The supervisor frowned sharply, his eyes filled with vigilance, and he almost called the security guards immediately.

Because they came looking for Stroe.

He could only think of one type of person: those who had come specifically to seek revenge!

"Oh, we're actually here to find the Arnoff civilization. Mr. Tatara said that we could find a drunkard here who might have information about the Arnoff civilization!"

Wu Tong heard the argument between the two of them very clearly.

The supervisor was openly and covertly criticizing Stroe, but actually he was angry at his lack of ambition!

Why would someone be angry at their lack of ambition?

Would you be angry at a stranger for their lack of ambition? Probably not, so this manager is actually concerned about Stroe!

Their relationship was so strong that even when Stroe stole the manager's money for his coffin, the manager was only angry and did not take direct action!

So Wu Tong's eyes darted around.

They directly exposed Tatara.

"Oh, so it's Tatara. So they're looking for that damned Arnoff civilization!"

Upon hearing the familiar name, the supervisor's wariness lessened considerably. He beckoned and angrily rebuked:

"You piece of trash, stop what you're doing, someone's looking for you!"

"You'd better tell me the truth about the Arnov civilization!"

He roared twice.

The supervisor gave Wu Tong an apologetic look and said:

“If that bandit civilization of Arnoff has done anything to you, I sympathize with you, but Stro has long since parted ways with that fellow Alyost, so please don’t take your anger out on my friend.”

"Don't worry, we won't make things difficult for Mr. Stroe. We just want to ask him a few questions. Please find us a quiet place."

Seeing that his supervisor was being so polite, Wu Tong naturally responded in kind.

"Alright, please follow me!"

Hearing Wu Tong's words, the supervisor breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Judging from this appearance,

At least they're not really here to cause trouble for their friends!

……

In a very quiet room constructed entirely of metal,

Wu Tong looked at Stroe sitting in front of him.

At that moment, he picked up a container on the table, drank himself into a stupor, and mumbled incessantly.

Stroe was a beetle man.

Or, it could be a large arthropod.

He has sharp tarsi with prosthetic bones growing on them to grasp objects, and he even has a pair of transparent, thin-film wings on his back.

This design, at first glance...

Wu Tong could be certain that

The environment where Stroe lived must have had an extremely high oxygen content, so high that humans could even get oxygen intoxication!

"Haha, fill it up! It's been so long since I've had such a good drink. Thank you for treating us!"

Stroe didn't even glance at Wu Tong, continuing to pour some kind of drink into his mouth.

The more he drank, the more confused he became, and his movements became increasingly exaggerated.

It was as if he was really drunk.

just,

Fang Jing, standing to the side, was somewhat puzzled.

Are there really carbon-based organisms that can get drunk from drinking fruit juice?

"Mr. Stroe, we mainly want to ask you about some things concerning Arnoff... We've heard that you had some connection with them in the past?"

Wu Tong couldn't wait any longer.

He didn't want to watch a large insect go on a drunken rampage in front of him anymore!

"What Arnov? I don't know him at all!"

Stro slumped back in his seat, head tilted back.

Even the supervisor who had followed along out of concern was speechless, covering his head in exasperation.

Sorry, he was a terrible teammate.

When I was cursing you, I already exposed your relationship with Arnoffvin!

"Mr. Stroe!"

Wu Tong looked at the large beetle in front of him, and slowly frowned slightly.

But suddenly, he thought of something and stopped rushing, just staring at the other person quietly.

He waited a few minutes.

The other person was still acting out due to alcohol.

Stroe was having a drunken rampage, and Wu Tong just stared at him quietly.

Keep an eye on him!

The first few minutes were fine; Stroe was in complete control.

But when Wu Tong stared at him for more than an hour, Stroe finally couldn't hold back anymore, and a strange expression appeared on his drunken face.

This guy's staring at him like that, does he have some kind of peculiar hobby?!

It was precisely this strange expression that...

This made Wu Tong's lips curl into a sudden smile.

He was right after all; that scoundrel had been faking it all along!

You can't wake someone who's pretending to be drunk!

unless,

He couldn't keep up the act any longer!

“Mr. Stroe, the current leader of the Arnoff civilization, named Harvey, is dead!”

At this point, Wu Tong laid his cards on the table, staring at Stroe in a detached tone.

Opposite him,

Stroe, who had been tossing the container around and filling it with fruit syrup, suddenly froze.

The infatuation on his face vanished instantly.

He slowly placed the container on the table, sat up straight, and turned to his supervisor, speaking in a serious voice:

“My friend, please go out for a moment. Also, there should be no eavesdropping devices in this room.”

"you you!"

Seeing how quickly Stroe changed,

The manager looked surprised, then delighted. He nodded quickly, pulled out a device from under the table, and left.

"You... defeated Arnoff and obtained that machine?"

Stroe turned his head and quietly looked at Wu Tong.

"..."

Wu Tong did not answer, but took out a small jar from his pocket and carefully opened more than a dozen sealed layers. Stro sensed a faint, familiar fluctuation.

After doing all this, he immediately resealed the tank.

"A familiar aura... It seems you've won, and you've even obtained that damned thing!"

Stro let out a heavy sigh.

And when he mentioned that monstrous thing, a look of fear and despair appeared on his face.