Chen Yan knew that mobile phones are driven by bioelectricity before, but he never thought about the principle carefully. Now that he has a quantum clone that can freely program smartphones, he can explore bioelectrical devices to a certain extent.

But now is not the time to study this. He is pressed for time and must be ready to go underground before the end of today.

He picked up the camera and went up to the roof through the attic.

Arriving at the chimney, after confirming the loading status of the Egret-1, he went down the escalator in the chimney and entered the wilderness cabin.

The moment the spiritual vision was turned on, the surrounding air turned cold, and the weak pale moonlight illuminated the poor vision in the hut.

This place is no different from the last time I came in. The biological machine that emits moonlight in the corner is still running. Without the maintenance of Kryze Hunter, I don't know how long this thing can still run.

After entering the wilderness cabin, Chen Yan's body returned to extreme vigilance. His body seemed to have memorized this feeling, so that this time, this extreme feeling of vigilance had almost become a conditioned reflex.

He stepped on the ruins of broken furniture in the corner, looked through the lens, and found that from this position, the wide-angle lens of the camera could clearly capture everything in the cabin.

So, he turned on the recording camera and stuck it in a crack of a damaged brick.

The corner here is the farthest place from the moonlight generator in the hut, and the moonlight is also the dimmest. Chen Yan stood and looked around, feeling that the camera would be difficult to detect in this position.

‘Ogami has never come back, and there is no way to test whether the ‘line of sight’ generated by the camera will be discovered by someone with strong inspiration...

I don't have time to worry about this now, so I'll just bet on my luck.

Looking at it from another perspective, if the camera is discovered and destroyed by something, it means that this hut is also unsafe. Next time I want to enter the wilderness from here, I must be more careful... and maybe prepare more defenses.

measure.'

Chen Yan felt very distressed when he thought that the camera might be destroyed.

'I don't know where I can buy this thing. If it is destroyed, it will be difficult to get it again... This thing is not even on the market. It is estimated to be worth a lot of money.'

He calmed himself down.

'Compared with money, life is still more important.'

'No matter what, I hope I can gain something.'

Chen Yan returned to the roof along the chimney, then went downstairs and came to Room 104, where he saw Jack Baldo polishing the black sword.

He greeted Chen Yan: "Good brother, you're awake!"

Chen Yan looked at the sword in his hand and said:

"This sword is very effective against large creatures. We may use it again."

Jack Bardo grinned:

"It's really nice to be able to help."

Chen Yan turned to say:

"But I need to arm you with thermal weapons and we're going underground - this is a mercenary mission! I'll pay the commission accordingly!"

Jack Baldo was shocked. Can he still get paid for free food and accommodation?

His voice was choked:

"Ah! But Mr. Mogwen has entrusted me to you..."

Chen Yan covered his face:

"Can we stop talking about this..."

Jack Baldo immediately put away his choked expression and laughed:

"Just kidding! Who doesn't like money!"

This guy doesn't seem to feel sad at any time. He always looks happy. Unemployment cannot defeat him, and his career as a street kid cannot make him fall. The upcoming danger will not scare him.

, every dawn can start a day full of hope for him.

If this is an extraordinary ability, it must be at the level of a superior or above!

Chen Yan also wants to have this ability.

The touch of the shriveled wallet close to his chest made him stop such unrealistic thinking.

"I am going to invite Paulkin Walker to come with me - of course I will also pay him some commissions. A sharpshooter like him is very valuable."

Jack Bardo nodded seriously:

"Paul should still be sad now. As good brothers, we should indeed take him out to relax."

Ha! We are here to relax!

Seemingly infected by Jack Baldo's emotions, Chen Yan felt himself becoming more relaxed.

Chen Yan took out his cell phone and dialed Paulkin Walker's cell phone number.

The moment the call was made, a cell phone rang outside the window.

Room 104 is not far from the gate on the first floor of the apartment - the ringtone of the mobile phone rang from the platform outside the gate.

Chen Yan went to open the door and saw Paulkin Walker standing outside the door with two big black eyes.

The combination of his poor complexion and the torn clothes made him look very depressed. A cold wind blew, and some of the white hair among the blond hair on his head swayed in the wind. He looked like a shabby guy in the lower city.

An old beggar who is about to freeze to death in a corner of the street.

"Mr. Chen..."

Paulkin Walker's voice was deep:

"I saw the note you and Jack left...I want to talk to you."

Chen Yan had anticipated today's meeting when he left the note, so he opened a path and invited him in:

"Please come in...have you eaten?"

Paulkin Walker was stunned for a moment.

This is not how Imperial people say good morning.

"Ah...no..."

He woke up last night and was filled with grief after reading the note. He waited in a daze for the long night to pass. He set off from downtown very early in the morning and headed for the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street.

"There is still soup in the pot, we can chat while eating."

At this time, Paulkin Walker had not thought that today's breakfast would be the most sumptuous breakfast he had eaten in these years.

He carried the broth that Chen Yan served him and ate the noodles. In a daze, he followed Chen Yan into Room 104.

After seeing Jack Baldo, he greeted him vaguely.

He was visibly startled when he saw the spherical Tunguska, but it wasn't the only extraordinary creature he'd seen, so he quickly calmed down.

Chen Yan pulled out a broken wooden chair from the table, sat on it, and said, "What do you want to know?"

Paulkin Walker swallowed the soup in his mouth and said in a low voice: "I want to know what happened to Dalia."

Chen Yan nodded, organized his language according to the knowledge about [Curse Spirit] that Wish told him last night, and told Paulkin Walker the truth.

"The Cursed Spirit..."

He was holding the soup bowl with a dazed look in his eyes.

"That monster was born due to a curse, and the curse was actually my guilt for her..."

The expression on Paulkin Walker's face changed several times. After an extremely depressing silence, a flush suddenly appeared on his face and he said:

"In this way, if the emotion I feel for her is not guilt, but longing, attachment...or other good emotions, then she will still appear around me - but then she will not necessarily look like a monster.

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Damn it!

Chen Yan opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Wishes never told him about this situation!
Chapter completed!