Ark Traveler, I want to take a day off today too

“No. 109, Dam Street… I’ll have to go ask what this place is later, to avoid being exposed.” After taking a look at it, Lin Lei ignited a flame at his fingertips and burned the note to ashes. After that, he took out a cigarette and smoked it quietly.

"The soldiers are gone too. I remember Ronan saying there are always Victorian soldiers patrolling and enforcing curfew here. How could there be no one here at this hour?"

The hunter, who had been looking forward to putting on another show in front of the Victorian soldiers on curfew patrol, was suddenly a little disappointed. He didn't see any Victorian soldiers until he knocked on the door of the Rhodes Island office.

"But before we go back, let's go see if there are any dessert shops open. After all, I remember that Victoria seemed to only have these little desserts to eat."

.......

"dong dong dong"

The rapid and rhythmic knocks on the door immediately attracted the attention of several Rhodes Island operators who were still playing cards. The operator named Oliver even picked up the standard baseball bat and said, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Frost Star and Tallulah, who were sitting on the sofa farther away and exchanging information, glanced towards the door at the same time and continued their conversation - the overflowing light energy and shadow fluctuations had already revealed their identities.

"Open the door, open the door! Why haven't you paid last month's electricity and water bills in Rhodes Island yet?!"

The unfamiliar voice and the extremely local Tara accent immediately made Oliver, Shredder and the others tremble. Oliver then asked his companions with his mouth: "Did we really not have a relationship?"

The shredder rolled his eyes and said, "How is that possible? Do you think a serious plumber would come to your house in the middle of the night?"

“Who could that be?” Oliver couldn’t help but clench his bat. Just as the operators from the Rhodes Island office were getting extremely nervous, the old lady holding the card rolled her eyes unhappily, and Outcast spoke half-baked Tara language:

"Come on, Dredger, come in before I ask you for some local dessert."

Outcast's words stunned Shredder: "Can you speak Tara?"

"He's just learning on the spot. If you really want to listen to pure Tara language, you might as well listen to him." Outcast pointed outside the door.

“Outcast, it’s no fun if you say that. I wanted to continue teasing them and Huang.” Picking a lock was no big deal for Lin Lei. He only needed to twist the door of the office lightly and it opened. What greeted him were two baseball bats ready to go!

"Dang~Dang~" Immediately following the two sounds of metal colliding, there were screams of pain from two adult males.

"Ow!"

“You really didn’t even look at me before you started fighting!” Linley squatted in front of the two men, and his original Tara dialect changed into a very standard Victorian accent: “Long time no see, Shredder, Oliver and Will…”

As the hunter spoke, he handed a box to the old lady who was still sitting there with her legs spread out - inside was a box filled with Victorian desserts he had collected all night: everything from sweet scones and butter shortbread to strawberry cake and apple pie.

“You know what I like to eat. And you’re welcome to join us…Drejie.” Outcast chuckled and extended his hand to the hunter. Linley naturally shook hands with him politely before parting ways.

"Most of you Sakotas like sweets. I know a Sakota in Longmen who likes apple pie very much..."

“As for that girl Remule, they are also the best among the new generation of Sakota...but these have nothing to do with me.” Perhaps it was because he smelled the unique aroma of cakes and various desserts after baking, Outcast’s face was filled with an unstoppable smile.

The extremely elegant Ms. Sakta then called everyone to come and enjoy this midnight snack that was extremely high in calories and sweetness: "Ladies and gentlemen, if you are still awake, please come and enjoy this delicious meal with me... Ah, if Warfarin was still on, I would definitely not be allowed to eat these delicacies."

The two men who got up from the ground together scratched their heads and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dredge."

“Why are you apologizing? You were the ones who got knocked over, not me.” Linley rolled his eyes and sat down on a bench nearby, while Skadi and the Reunion duo immediately surrounded him.

“Who did you drink with again?” This was the question from Miss Killer Whale, her blood-red eyes were filled with seriousness—but the girl was really just curious about who Lin Lei went drinking with.

"Why did you come back so late?" This was the question from the white rabbit, with deep concern in his gray eyes: "You didn't fight with Victoria's garrison or local residents, and you changed your clothes."

"It seems that you have met Huijie's roommate?" This is the question asked by a certain fire dragon, and his handsome face is full of expectation: "Any useful information? Skadi and I have been walking around the local area for an afternoon. The attitude of those residents towards us is quite cold, and what they said is almost the same as what you said when you were outside the door just now."

“One by one, I just got into a fight with some local ‘Tara people’ who wanted to cause trouble.” Linley said as he took a piece of apple pie from the box: “I also drank the wine with that guy…”

"Those guys all speak Tara, which is the language that only the natives here speak." The hunter snapped his fingers, and the door was completely covered by ice crystals. "And your fellow tribesman is probably related to the ghost army that Bagpipe and the others mentioned."

"Ghost Army?" Outcast frowned slightly: "What is that?"

“If my guess is correct, it’s a private armed force mainly composed of local Tara people, and they are also the mastermind behind all the current events.” Linley sighed: “As for the rest, let me finish my apple pie first. This night is still long.”

038. I didn’t even know I was being sold

Since this was just an office in Rhodes Island, both Linley and Outcast could only make do with a good night’s sleep. Fortunately, they were not the pretentious people.

Linley woke up almost at dawn. He gently moved away Tallulah and Froststar, who were hanging on him like koalas. God knows how these two former leaders and cadres of the Reunion Movement slept before.

“It’s pretty comfortable though.” Linley smiled faintly as he pulled the girl’s blanket up a little. After confirming that the two were still asleep, he walked towards the door—other than him, another person had already woken up.

“Generally speaking, shouldn’t old ladies rest more?” Linley chuckled as he sat on the doorstep like Outcast did. “Are there still people selling newspapers in Xiaoqiu County?”

"Of course, and because we are old ladies, our sleep time is relatively short." Outcast said as he took a sip of the instant coffee on the ground:

"Even in war, there are still newsboys selling newspapers in the ruins, right?"

“That’s right.” Linley nodded and smoked his cigarette. “So, how many companies have cancelled their cooperation with us?”

"Seven, in Victoria, any disturbance will attract the attention of those big businessmen, right?" Outcast frowned slightly: "But is it really okay for you to smoke so early in the morning? I suddenly understand why my old friend smokes so often."

"Although she always denies it every time I catch her in the act."

“As for Kal’tsit, it wasn’t me who led her astray… To be more precise, it was she who led me astray.” Linley smiled faintly: “Let’s continue to talk about this city and this country, Outcast.”

"At least a few years ago, this place shouldn't have been so clearly divided between Tara and Hill County, right?" The hunter drew out his residual light and spun it up and down on his fingertips. "Language is also the purest and most powerful bond in this world."

"When you are in a foreign country, you will feel very close to someone who speaks the same language as you. Even if they have different accents and have lived in different regions... they can still affectionately call each other their compatriots and brothers."

“And now there is a force that is intentionally consolidating this bond and wants to use it for its own benefit.” This well-informed elite operator then summarized for Lin Lei, “Although there is no substantial evidence, all of this points to the ghost unit that the Victorian military has discovered.”

Outcast then added: "Well, I have to say that your dagger skills are better than Misery's."

“After all, he doesn’t make a living from this, but I do.” Linley raised his head and looked at the overcast sky. The air was becoming increasingly humid. It was unknown when a heavy downpour would fall in this place.

“Perhaps they are all waiting for the first thunderbolt to fall. It’s time to go out for a walk today.” Outcast sighed and looked at Lin Lei. “Be careful. If you need anything, launch this. I will bring people to rescue you.”

“That’s what I’m telling you. You should be careful.” After receiving a prop that looked like a signal gun, Linley handed an ice crystal to Outcast. “If there’s any problem, smash it.”

After saying this, Linley stood up and said, “I will continue to visit the place where the Tara people live today, and by the way, I will also go to No. 109 Dam Street to take a look.”

“Then I can only wish you good luck.” Outcast waved his hand with a smile. Not long after Linley left, Froststar and Tallulah came out. “Is he gone?”

"Yeah, why do you want to follow?"

"No need. Shuangxing and I will go to the nearby Victorian military camp today to check out the situation and see if we can get some more information from those guys." Tallulah put on her mask while speaking. "I hope there will be some progress. It's really bad to have enemies lurking in the dark."

...McMartin Brothers French Fries...

"Has there been no news from Londinium since last night?" A Rupert girl in a Victorian military uniform frowned at the cook. "It's been so long since I sent out the last telegram, so they must have received it."

Bagpipe, who was sitting next to Rupert, raised his hand while eating fried potato wedges: "Captain, could it be that the encrypted communication line is wrong?"

"It's hard to say, sir." The uncle dressed as a cook smiled bitterly and said, "I have been transferred to Xiaoqiu County for almost ten years since graduation, and there is not much intelligence needed to activate this secret communication line."

"The last time I reported to my team leader was the year before last, and we talked about the birth of my third child. He even said that we could save on reporting and other things."

"It seems that the situation here is exactly the same as what that guy said!" Bagpipe ate the crispy potato wedges, and her smart eyes rolled around in her eye sockets - she was already thinking whether there was a traitor in the military camp, which led to the current situation.

But I have to say that the chef codenamed "Chef" is really good. Both the French fries and the potato wedges are delicious. Alas, I have never been back to my hometown since graduation... While eating, the girl was thinking about when she could go back to see her mother and those round potatoes.

"Hey, sir, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Speak." The girl codenamed Horn raised her head and looked at the other party, while the cook looked at the other party with an extremely calm expression:

"If life is good, who would think about making trouble all day? There are many people who talk about their ideals, but few of them really keep them in their hearts. Most people just care about filling their stomachs, and if their stomachs are full, they can also fill their wallets."

"You're right. I don't want to associate that ordinary person with the Ghost Army, but anyway... once those ordinary people take up arms, whether they are willing or not, we... as well as Colonel Hamilton and Victoria will face a real disaster!"

"Come on, Bagpipe, let's go out for a walk." Horn stood up, "Before your informant gives us the information, we have to collect more information here ourselves, otherwise we might be sold out without knowing it."

039, Before the Dinner

Lin Lei stopped at a corner of Dam Street, and opposite him was a villa that could be described as quaint and elegant, well, a villa with a very Victorian style.

However, this city villa is still quiet at this moment, with no sign of a party being held tonight. The hunter stays quietly in place, relying on his psychic powers and hearing that is far superior to that of ordinary people to capture what everyone on the street says.

To be honest, he was not very willing to use this method to obtain information. After all, he would also capture some not-so-interesting sounds.

Ah, how can someone in your Xiaoqiu County still have sex in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being investigated by Victoria's army or the ghost army?

“But this Baron named Bolton is quite interesting~” Linley clearly sensed that the owner of the villa was in a dark corner of the villa, and he was also communicating with some people - to be precise, it should be two women who were communicating with him.

Ignoring the lady who spoke more aggressively, the girl who sounded more irritable and crazy mentioned a name that the hunter was extremely interested in: 'Deep Pond', and said: "I can't wait any longer, I can't wait to see the fire of Deep Pond burn through the city and tear apart this fake behemoth under our feet!"

"This flame should be the flame of Draco, right?"

Linley had a smile on his face, and his slender fingers were tapping the wall nonchalantly. Well, the crazier one was called Mandela, the one with a sharp tongue and a sarcastic tone was called Ahmoni, and besides these two, there was also a shadow warrior who was the leader of the Deep Pool.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you guys in Shenchi are really unique. Even the leader's shadow warrior shouldn't be treated in this way, right?" The hunter sighed as he jumped to the roof of the villa with the help of psychic energy.

At least in the Reunion Movement, even if Mephisto died at his gunpoint, he would never describe the shadow warrior who never existed as "a fake who shamelessly took the glory that should have belonged to the leader."

At this time, Ahmonie received the news that the meeting address had been betrayed, which made Linley, who was sitting on the top of the villa, frown. He had already seen the bagpipe and the blond Rupert in front of her:

"That Rupert should be Bagpipe's boss. His appearance and expression are quite serious... And he won't find me, will he?"

.....

"Captain, didn't you say someone was following us? Why are you still standing there in a daze?" Bagpipe looked at the horn in front of him in confusion, while Rupert, who could be said to be a veteran, stared blankly at the top of the villa:

"I felt like someone was watching us... and that person was on the roof of the villa."

But no matter how Horn looked, the roof could be said to be empty, and the not-so-bright sunlight fell on the top of the villa without any hindrance. Everything told her that there was no one there, but her instinct was always giving her a warning.

"But Captain, there's really no one up there... The only other person with us seems to be a little boy playing football."

"There is more than one person following us, and they were able to follow us for several streets without being discovered by us. They have some tracking experience." Horn whispered, and then she grabbed Bagpipe's arm and walked to the other end of the street:

"In any case, we can't get into conflict with those people before the banquet starts."

"What if I tell you that the people who just followed you are also Victoria's army, what do you think?" A male voice suddenly sounded from between the two of them, and the Horn known as 'White Wolf' punched behind him without hesitation!

'boom! '

The well-trained body made this simple blow enough to make the air explode, but unfortunately, this cannonball-like attack was easily caught by the opponent's palm. Then, the figure that almost merged with the air slowly revealed its true form at this time.

“We are not enemies, young lady.” Linley grabbed Horn’s fist with a smile on his face. “What’s your name?”

"Horn, she's the bagpipe... who are you?"

Seeing this, Horn did not choose to continue attacking. Just as Lin Lei said, they were not enemies. If they were enemies, she would probably have been dead just by her hiding skill.

"Were you the one who was spying on us from Lord Bolton's roof just now?"

“You are very perceptive, but I am not spying. I am watching openly.” As Linley spoke, he once again released his psychic energy to cover the three people, and the bodies of Horn and Bagpipe also disappeared.

"Let's go. If you don't want to be discovered by your colleagues, let's go to another place and have a good chat..."

"What do we have to talk about?" The horn's voice seemed cold, but the bagpipes broke her spell the next second:

"But Captain, don't you want to know what the Ghost Army and those Tara people are planning? If he can stay on that roof, he must have some first-hand information, right?"

“Miss Bagpipe, you’re right… I do know something about the Deep Pool Army.” Linley said as he gave Bagpipe a thumbs-up with his hands behind his back.

"What do you know?"

"Let's go first, and then we can talk about this win-win deal."

.......the hut that Jenny had led them into before......

Almost impatient, Horn spoke as soon as he sat down on the chair: "The Deep Pool you mentioned... is it the name of the ghost unit we are looking for?"

“They should be. After all, the banquet tonight was originally prepared for them. If nothing unexpected happens, you will see them when you attend the banquet tonight.” Linley crossed his legs and said slowly, “Of course, if I say so, then this matter itself has already gone wrong.”

"What do you mean?" Horn frowned.

"This army has learned that the Victorian Army has disrupted tonight's party, and they plan to take advantage of the situation to catch them all in one fell swoop." The hunter raised his hand while speaking: "Besides, they know that this matter has nothing to do with me~"

"There's something wrong with Hamilton's men." The horn's voice was extremely solemn. "If we go over there tonight, wouldn't we be walking into a tiger's mouth?"

“In a sense, yes.” Linley nodded, then he raised himself up and put his face closer to the horn. “Then tell me, what exactly are the elite troops from Londinium looking for in Hill County?”

040. Shadow Warrior

“A large number of Originium products have gone missing, and you suspect that Shen Chi has all of them?” Linley nodded thoughtfully. “It’s a reasonable suspicion and analysis, but until now you haven’t doubted your colleagues?”

The hunter knocked on the table, then pulled out his beloved gun and knocked his head with it: "Don't you have any doubts about the Victorian garrison who has been monitoring you and increasing the pressure on Hill County?"

“They are all Victoria’s soldiers. How could they do such a thing?” Bagpipe almost blurted out. In response, Linley simply shook his finger:

"In a country where power is not centralized and the dukes fight on their own, it's hard to say what these armies will do." A black and red current flashed in the man's eyes: "In a sense, I think it is precisely because they are Victoria's warriors that they chose to hide these Originium products to arm themselves."

At this time, the gloomy Horn concluded: "Because no matter what, they must ensure that Hill County will eventually become one of Victoria's territories, rather than becoming Tara again."

The will that flashed through those emerald eyes was constantly reminding Linley that this girl was a wolf: “Even if this means killing all the Tara residents who remain here, I will do it at all costs.”

“Alright, alright, I’m just offering this as a possibility. If we really want to track down that batch of Originium products, we’ll get the result tonight anyway.” Linley stood up as he spoke. This exchange was over, and everything would have to wait until tonight’s banquet to get the result.

"You are going too?" Horn reacted immediately. This ghost-like man was also going to the banquet belonging to the Tara people?