"What's going on?" Several people were so hungry that they kept looking back at the dining table. "What's going on in the kitchen today?"
"Maybe they didn't mean it." Baliu noticed that they were not the only ones targeted, and some crew members were also waiting for their meals.
Just asking, the earliest person waiting here has been waiting for an hour.
People were talking about it, and Darent suspected that one of the chefs was sleepwalking and mistook the pot for a toilet. In order to avoid being discovered, he was washing the pot urgently, and was almost beaten up by everyone.
Just then, the submarine's head chef, Mr. Miwo, arrived late and bowed to apologize.
"I'm very sorry everyone... Due to some unexpected circumstances, we are cleaning the kitchen utensils. We have to clean them thoroughly before we can start preparing for everyone. I baked some honey bread for everyone, you can eat this first!"
Several people looked at Darente with incredulous eyes, and finally Torres spoke timidly: "You wouldn't... really use a soup pot as a toilet?"
"What toilet?" Mr. Miwo looked confused.
It took a long time to explain - the dishes need to be washed because they are indeed stained with stink, but this is not anyone's masterpiece but comes from the ingredients... All the fish caught from the fjord have a smell when they are handled.
"The smell is too obvious, I certainly can't serve something like this to everyone!" Miwo is a very particular person. He insisted on cleaning all the tools used to handle food, so the cooking process was naturally slow.
After he left, Leon and Ethan looked at each other.
"What did you think of?"
"You speak first."
"The smell... He does have a bit of it on him. Don't you think it smells a bit like a rotting corpse?"
"Oh!" The others pinched their noses, "That's enough! This is a restaurant!"
"I thought everyone was used to it." Li Ang made a professional joke.
It's true, it's common for agents to go hungry.
When the honey bread came, everyone forgot their unhappiness and started to enjoy the bread happily.
This is something that is rarely eaten - there is indeed flour and honey in the storage room, and a lot of it, but those are emergency goods. Under normal circumstances, they are only moved once in a long time. Usually, they use local ingredients - that is, fish.
"It would be better if they came a few more times!" Torres took a big bite of bread, feeling the fragrance of wheat and the sweet aroma of honey exploding in his mouth at the same time, spreading along the esophagus, turning a corner in the throat, and being sprayed out from his nasal cavity.
It's so fragrant that it's bursting with fragrance. I've never thought that ordinary honey bread can be so delicious before.
"This is not good news." Leon only ate half of the bread, pushed the rest to Baliu and shook his head: "Don't you want to think about why the fish stink?"
Looking at each other.
They recalled the results from the morning: the nearby fish seemed to like eating some elements in the shallow water.
“Are they contaminated?”
"Will there be any evil spirits following in?"
"We need to disinfect the kitchen thoroughly!"
After discussing all sorts of things for a long time, they even went to check the kitchen out of concern, but did not find any evil smell.
This was the only good news. After eating and drinking, they sat in the restaurant staring blankly, not knowing what to do next.
The goal was good - find the port of Colossae, explore it, try to understand what Hitzfeld was looking for. Then stay here and try to wait for her - if they are okay, they will definitely come.
But where could they find the port of Colossae?
Colosse Port is on the Elsa Continent, diagonally opposite the Seahorse Fjord. To find it, they must float up, but this area has long been covered by gray fog. They have no information about this place, and they don't know where the gray fog wall will change and where it will be considered a safe zone. It would be too dangerous to float up rashly.
Of course there is a way, which is to use the periscope to grind it piece by piece...but this is too inefficient and they don't want to wait that long.
After a moment of silence, Darent said weakly, "Do you want to play cards?"
Except for Torres moving his lips, everyone else turned their heads to look at his face at the same time.
Seeing this, Torres pursed his lips.
"Stop playing around~" Li Ang sighed, "Actually, I do know something... about why she cares so much about Colossae, but I'm not sure if it's appropriate to say it now..."
After hesitating for a while, Leon felt that information was more important at this stage, so he told him the most secret information about Hitzfeld.
Naturally, everyone was stunned.
What the hell?
She actually had a cult father? And this man might have controlled the entire Mechanical Kingdom before his death?
It makes sense... Now I know why the Mechanical Kingdom treats them so well.
"Do you suspect that Colossae Harbor is the headquarters of the Mechanical Kingdom?" Ethan was very concerned about this matter. He was the one who received the information from the "Princess of the Kingdom of God" the fastest and started to ask questions first: "Hitzfeld wants to find them? Do you suspect that this is the legacy left to her by the Mechanical Doctor?"
"I'm just guessing." Li Ang shook his head.
Who could say such a thing? Hitzfeld hadn't mentioned it, and it was impossible for him to mention it.
Oh, yes... the director might know, but he is missing too...
"So our current problem is how to surface and how to explore the port of Colossae, right?" Baliu summarized while eating bread.
That's pretty much it.
But the reality is this - sometimes the problem is not whether you find the problem, but that you find the problem but cannot solve it.
"Maybe I can help."
When the atmosphere was about to die again, a cold voice came from the side.
Everyone turned around and found it was Aman.
This down-and-out king... He was wearing a very casual sailor shirt and a pair of black trousers, standing there, licking his fingers stained with honey.
"What do you know?" Ethan's eyes lit up.
Aman had been active in Sara before, and something happened to him not long after he returned to Goli, so he subconsciously ignored this person, thinking that Aman could not know much information about the Fjord.
But what if?
He was a king after all, and he should have had his own information network before the incident. Maybe he had heard something.
And don't forget that he has a hidden identity.
Angelo.
Seagod's family.
"I know everything about Hippocampus Fjord and Colossae Harbor."
Pulling out a chair and sitting down, A'man began to talk. "When I first came back, I was very curious about the gray fog, so I specifically learned some about it... I have consulted many more people than you, so naturally I know more."
He then cut to the chase, telling the agents: "The port of Colossae appears and disappears, it exists and doesn't exist at the same time."
"What do you mean?" Everyone was confused.
"The gray fog will change." Aman dipped his finger in water and drew a simple map of Hippocampus Fjord on the table.
"If we are in the southwest of the fjord, then the port of Colossae should be in the northeast of the fjord...these are the two points respectively."
"In most cases, don't even think about finding it. It doesn't exist... If you go out to sea at this time, you're courting death. Everyone says so because you'll get lost in the fog, and even if you find your way to the other side, you won't be able to come back."
“But the fog will change.”
"Every full moon, a large amount of fog would retreat, revealing a maze-like area in the middle - the walls were still made of gray fog - in a maze-like sea area, some fearless people - the gray fog had not spread to the west coast at that time - they would pass through the fjord and explore the then exposed port of Colossae, and they would often return with a full load."
"The full moon will make the fog go away? You mean the fog in Colossae will also go away? Will the whole city be revealed?"
"Yes."
"What's the principle?"
"I don't know."
A'man shook his head. "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I'm done."
"..."
"..."
"..."
There was another dead silence.
After who knows how long a year had passed, Darent asked, "When will the full moon come?"
"No need to wait."
Li Ang licked the edge of his lips.
"Just today."
"From today on..."
Chapter 107 Hasim's Shock
It was not yet noon, and the sunlight in Inian Harbor was icy cold. I don't know how far away the sunlight was, but it was filtered by the gray fog and turned into a cold white halo without any temperature. Just looking at it made people shiver.
The car stopped at the Iven Hotel. Madeline and Hitzfeld got off the car and helped the driver to move the three large boxes. Then Madeline took the opportunity to bend down to pick up the boxes and approached the girl and whispered to her, "Someone is following us."
"I know." Hitzfeld also took the opportunity to speak, "They won't act right away. Let's go in."
The two men entered the room carrying their suitcases. After a while, a thin man in black clothes and black hair walked out of the alley on the corner of the street covered by white fog.
The man had an ordinary appearance, the type that would be easily forgotten if thrown into a crowd without any facial features. He also entered the Ivan Hotel and showed a room card that was also located on the second floor.
"Is it okay for you to go straight up like this?"
After crossing the lobby, a fist-sized black spider with a bulging belly slid down from the man's hair and whispered in his ear, making a sound that was 80% similar to Hashem's.
"I checked in even before them, so there's nothing to be shy about." The man smiled and asked, "So how does the church plan to deal with them? What about Marianne? It's rare that she would outsource such household chores."
"Marian has something else to do." Hasim was hiding in the alley, controlling the black spider remotely. His eyelids twitched when he heard this. "Don't worry about how they deal with it... and don't use adjectives carelessly. I'm not sure what will happen to them."
"Do we really need to guess the fate of such a beautiful 'vessel'?" The man sneered, "They are all beauties of different types. With a new brain, they will immediately become three new sisters. Moreover, they are the bodies of strangers... They have not been contaminated by that blood, so they have unlimited potential."
"You can make random guesses in front of me, but don't talk nonsense in front of Marian." Black Spider said coldly, "Watch your words. Who is a sister to a guy like you?"
"How strange." The man showed a sarcastic expression, "I have wanted to say this for a long time... Have you always been wondering why our relationship is like this? I mean... why do you hate me so much?"
"..." Hasim shut up and didn't respond.
“Let me tell you why.” The man smiled, “Because we are exactly the opposite.”
"What do you mean?"
"Just as your gender was different before and is different now, so is mine... So do you think I have the right to call you a 'sister'?"
"Clint are you kidding me?"
"I am indeed a person who likes to joke around." The man said seriously, having already turned the first corner of the second-floor corridor. "But I never do this when I'm doing serious work. I always feel that my work is very sacred."
"...I don't care whether you were a woman before." Hasim said, "We are what we are now because of our own choices. Don't use the past to show yourself."
"It's really strange. She's already been a woman for only a few days and yet she's already so arrogant..."
"You know what, Hasim." After confirming that the black spider on his shoulder had become more anxious than ever, the man named Clint said leisurely, "There is a price to pay for asking me to help."
Hashem did not respond.
"'Anyone who has reached that status knows that the price of inviting Clint to take action is a blood feast'... Do you understand what a blood feast is? It means a living person, preferably a beautiful woman. I will eat one on the spot."
“……”Still no sound.
"That's why I asked you if what you did today was 'housework'." Clint smiled. "If so, I can't touch those three people, and Marian is busy with other things. How do you think she will pay you?"
Hasim, who was far away in the alley, shuddered violently. The black spider screamed and was about to jump off the man's shoulder.
But it was too late. It had just jumped into the air when it was grabbed by a big hand. Clint opened his mouth and ate it in one bite, regardless of how disgusting and horrible the thing was.
creak... creak...
It's not about swallowing, but about chewing slowly and savoring it carefully.
The spider's shell was crushed by his teeth, making crisp sounds like candy beans. Some dark green spider blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He wiped it clean with the back of his hand, and then licked the back of his hand back and forth with his tongue, not wanting to waste a drop of juice.
"Not bad." The man commented with a bright smile, "It has the scent of the Savior Sister... It is worthy of being the little pet raised in your body. It is really delicious."
Hashem stood there trembling.
Under the contract, the Black Demon Spider and she shared some of their senses. In other words, she had just experienced the process of being stuffed into the mouth, chewed, sucked, and swallowed.
It didn't hurt, because the black spider couldn't transmit pain back to her, but even so it scared her to death - her reason told her that she should get as far away from here as possible, but it was also because she was too rational that she realized that she would not survive no matter where she hid.
If what this guy said was true, then Marian was treating me as a reward for him.
