His territory? What does it mean? He is an indigenous person of the ancient city?

The ancient city is so dangerous that I dare to say it is his territory. My first thought is that he is a local and the owner of the ancient city.

So I glanced at Xiaohong and saw that it had no reaction. According to it, its setting was to be friendly to the people and aimed at saving lives and healing the wounded. So it got close to me when it saw Dr. Du drowned.

Of course, it will not take the initiative to deal with the "diseases" that it can do nothing, such as the mutation caused by being scratched by a werewolf.

It cannot be cured and there is no plan to try it, but it will rob Dr. Du of herbicide to save people.

I don't know whether it has a 'personality' or a machine that only executes programs?

It is undeniable that it has strong learning and imitation skills, but the difference between humans and artificial intelligence is that people will be irrational and still decide to make mistakes even when they know they are wrong.

I remembered that it promised me to get rid of the hidden danger of violent werewolf, and I couldn't tell whether it was for me to break the principle of saving lives and helping the wounded, or whether it judged that one was sacrificed and the majority was the correct procedure.

Mike and Cowboy Hat had an unpleasant conversation. I was wandering around, but I could hear them talking. Mike thought that Cowboy Hat was illegally breaking into the restricted area. Since it was a violation of the law, we could not listen to a criminal.

This place is special, and Mike has the right to kill the cowboy hat first and then report it, and will not be held accountable. It involves state secrets, and confidentiality is the most important thing.

The cowboy hat has his back, and he said without him, we shouldn't have to cross the last two blocks.

What he said may not be a big deal. He had made so much seaweed alone, but he still had some tricks.

Mike asked him what the rules were. He said that if we want to live in his territory, we have to "work". I looked around the rooftop and didn't know where his small workshop was. I asked us to make seaweed mud?

Gucheng Seaweed Paste Processing Factory, excellent quality and exclusive formula, welcome to buy it?

Mike asked him to make it clear what we needed to do. The answer from the cowboy hat was very different from my guess. He said we needed to be bait and lure more big mantis over.

Mike naturally disagreed, saying that he would rather fight with the mantis outside than hang out with this | Egg on the rooftop.

Chen Qinghan interrupted at this time: "Can you determine the number of mantis?"

He was naturally asking about the cowboy hat. The cowboy hat curled his lips, and his expression seemed to be saying 'Of course'.

He had illegally entered the penalty area, but now he looked indifferent. Is his background better than the Kangaroo State official, or is he determined that we can't do anything to him?

If the latter is the case, unless he is a tyrant to us, I will take a closer look at the rooftop and make sure that his processing point is not here, it should be downstairs.

The cowboy hat was playing with a dagger in his hand, looking very delicate. He tapped me with the dagger twice and asked Mike, "Who is she?"

My heart skipped a beat. Several of us were here, and I didn't say a word. Why didn't he ask me alone? Did I expose anything?

Mike introduced that I am an agent of the China Paranormal Investigation Department, and Chen Qinghan is my partner and captain of the China Party representative team.

It’s the first time I heard my current identity, agent? Isn’t that a foreign name?

I have never heard my colleagues in the group mention this title, so this "name" is probably Mike's own understanding of my position and it is not a fact.

The cowboy hat immediately accepted the title and muttered in a low voice: "Oh, agent."

He ignored Chen Qinghan and the others and waved at me, "Agent, you have a new job."

No one else made any arrangements and was the first to arrange a job for me. How could I not be suspicious?

"Wait, what's the job first?" Mike asked nervously.

Chen Qinghan looked at him and then at me. I shrugged. Mike was always worried about me, as if I was a person who needed protection.

I felt a little hurtful of my self-esteem, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, just a little overdoing.

"Hey, don't be nervous, man, your girlfriend?" The cowboy hat's tone was frivolous, which angered Mike, and he rushed to grab the collar of the cowboy hat.

The cowboy hat pushed Mike's arm away with her backhand and punched Mike in the face with her other hand.

The two of them were fighting, but we just watched and didn't go up to help.

Because it can be seen that they did not make a desperate move, they just competed. The two did not use their knives, they only used fists, and did not use any secret moves. They were purely head-on, and they could see who was more tough.

The result was that both sides suffered losses, half a pound, and the cowboy hat looked at it in her early thirties, at least ten years younger than Mike. They were taller and similar in shape. Seeing them fighting, there was no slight ornamentality.

I stood aside, thought for a while, and came to a conclusion, and said to Chen Qinghan beside me: "They fight is not because of me."

Chen Qinghan replied with an unfathomable sentence: "If it is because of you, then I should be on the stage."

"Men's way of testing is simple and crude." Doctor Du looked at the two people who slapped their fists and smashed each other's face with disgust.

A few minutes later, the two of them had colorful faces, and they sat back into the stone chair with cowboy hats, and Mike sat down beside the rooftop.

The two of them were panting like cows, baring their teeth in pain. Mike's eyes were broken and one of the eyes of the cowboy hat was swollen.

The cheekbones, the corners of the mouth, and the bridge of the nose. Now, they don’t look like they are fighting. I feel like they are giving each other plastic surgery.

The beating was beyond recognition, but he didn't really hurt the other party's vitals. The cowboy hat took a moment and pointed at me again: "Let her go to work."

Hey, this is interesting. I have to do what kind of work, and it makes him so persistent?

"What kind of work?" I was asking this time, and I became curious about my new job.

"Simple, lie in the coffin." The cowboy hat stood up with her stomach covering her stomach and waved at me again.

He motioned me to follow him, then from the stairs on the rooftop to the top of the building, he said as he went down the stairs, "I found something interesting."

Chen Qinghan and the others followed me, and the cowboy hat did not stop it. There was no partition in the top space. The layout inside was like the Black Club workshop I imagined, with pools filled with unknown liquids, bottles and jars without labels, and messy connecting pipes.

In the middle of a mess, there is a stone platform with a personal groove on the stone platform.

When I saw this groove, I immediately understood that the cowboy hat didn’t choose me because of this groove... I just lay down, it was really one centimeter tall and one centimeter shorter with a gap.

Dr. Du and Xiaohong's height and body shape do not match this groove.

It seems like Cinderella's crystal shoes, specially tailored for me.

"You just have to lie here and don't do anything," said the cowboy hat.

"And what? What's my role?" I asked.

If he says something that only humans can lie in, I must refuse.

"I don't know." The cowboy hat replied simply.

"You say it again?" My hands were a little itchy and I clenched my fists.

"When I came, it was here. I really want to know what it does, so... please."

"You don't know what it is useful, how do you know if I work?"
Chapter completed!