Hello, Arknights

The blue-haired fallen angel wandered around the store, occasionally stopping to look at the merchandise, then turned back to look at his companions: "Is there anything you need? I want to buy you a gift."

"...You're giving me a bad feeling." The Liberi girl stared into her azure eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Why did you suddenly change your nature? What trap have you set?" Pink-haired Liberi noticed the change in her eyes and asked alertly.

Mostima shook his head and explained, "No... I just wanted to buy something for everyone at Penguin Logistics who has been taking care of Xiaole to show my appreciation... Ling Dengxian's words were just a consolation, because I guess he got humiliated a lot because of me."

Indeed, before going to bed last night, Ling Dengxian complained to Mostima while chatting that when he was in the Penguin Logistics dormitory, there were two people who harassed him the most, one was Angelica and the other was Lappland, but one was a hassle and the other was fatal.

There was nothing wrong with the Archangel, at most he was just busy doing things. The reason why he was approached more often was "probably" partly because he was a bad mouth... But the bottom line was that I had caused him trouble...

It was true that she was his guide, but she had not invited Ling Dengxian at that time, so he could have gone forward alone. She was thinking that they had met by chance several times in Tobrand and felt that they were destined to be together, so she reached out to help her. Mostima did not feel any guilt, she just felt that she also had a responsibility.

"You really care about him."

"Why, do you really think I like him?" Mostima smiled and turned back to continue choosing gifts. "I don't deny that I have a crush on him, but to say I like him... let's wait for something special to happen."

"You don't like this kind of thing," the supervisor pointed out mercilessly.

"...So maybe I don't like anyone at all." Mastema didn't turn around, her voice was as calm as ever.

The girl from Liberi felt a little sorry: "I think I said something wrong..."

"No." Mastema gave a stereotyped smile.

"Mastema..." The girl was about to ask more questions when Mastema suddenly stopped, reached out and picked up a blue scarf from the scarf shelf, took off her gloves and touched it with her fingertips.

"...It's so long." Mastema noticed the characteristics of the scarf.

"It seems to be a couple's version, two people can use it together..." Liberi noticed that Mostima's expression seemed to change, as if he was thinking about something.

"you……"

"What do you think about us using it together?" Mostima suddenly turned to ask her. The supervisor widened his eyes, blushed a little, and looked a little overwhelmed.

"It can also be used between good friends..." the waitress nearby reminded kindly.

"Mostima!" The girl from Liberi was furious because she was teased again.

"Hey~ Great expression." Mostima showed a little devil smile and shook the hidden phone: "I took a picture of your expression just now--"

"Delete it for me!!"

Not all emotions in the world are vigorous and full of ups and downs. Some emotions can still be destined even if they are gentle and drizzling.

Mostima obviously has no such experience, but perhaps she can understand it even though she is not the person involved.

The other party is now undergoing high-intensity training.

"Keep your steps steady!"

"Tighten your muscles!"

“Don’t retreat!”

"Removing force from the shoulders does not mean pulling back!"

The shield in Ling Dengxian's hand roared with each collision, and Ling Dengxian struggled to resist under the Prajna of the ghost clan.

"Bang!" A loud and heavy fall made Ling Dengxian stagger. He quickly steady his steps, seized the opportunity, turned around to avoid the attack, and launched his first shield charge.

"Bang!" Xingxiong used his shield to block the attack: "Can't help but attack?"

"The timing is right... I don't want to miss it." Ling Dengxian remembered that this was strength training.

"It's fighting instinct, it's not your fault. Let's stop here today, you performed very well." Xingxiong's evaluation of him was not low, and it was also the truth. Ling Dengxian had a very good foundation and was not weak in strength.

That's all thanks to a certain Vaifan's teaching of the Flying Spear...

But he also learned techniques very quickly. Although he was not at the level where he would never make the same mistake again if he made one, he was able to grasp the key points of the movements very quickly.

"Not so good... too strenuous..." Ling Dengxian adjusted his breathing. Although he was mentally prepared for the power possessed by Xing Xiong, he still found it difficult to hold on when Prajna smashed down.

"We ghosts are naturally strong, and I happen to be one of those people with some talent. It's really great that you can hold on and not take a few steps back. You are originally more agile, and you actually have this level of strength."

"Fortunately, I have made progress despite often suffering losses in power confrontations." Ling Dengxian recalled the past and smiled bitterly.

"It sounds like it's not easy for you either. You can join us on patrol this afternoon." Xingxiong nodded in acknowledgement.

Ling Dengxian first looked around to make sure no one was there: "Um...Xing Sir, may I ask if Shi Sir is on duty tonight?"

"Well, let me think, it's her, what's wrong?"

"Well, I have an appointment tonight so I won't go back to the Guard Bureau..." Ling Dengxian still had a book to read... In the end, he was let go by Shi Huaiya that night.

"You... Shi Huaiya is doing this for your own good. If she hadn't taken the initiative to apply, it would be Old Chen who would be looking after you now."

"Aren't these just two ways of dying..." Actually, Ling Dengxian's words were a bit exaggerated, but it was true that life would not be easy under Chen's hands.

Chen was not so depressed in the dormitory these days, but when he greeted him, his eyes always drifted to the other swords on his body.

There was nothing special about being roommate with Chen. As a police officer, Chen went out early and came back late, and basically had his meals out. I could only see Chen in his regular uniform on weekends, and we got along quite well.

Therefore, if he had not seen the Originium crystal on Chen's shoulder in the afternoon and then been discovered, there would probably not be any follow-up between the two.

At this point, it was an established fact that he and Chen looked at each other in bewilderment. Chen's injury was completely unexpected. No one could have imagined that there was a bomb in the area that had been checked and that it would be detonated at this time. At that time, Ling Dengxian, as a melee heavy armored soldier, was closest to Chen and had the speed to react. He was the only one who had time to rush up and use his shield to block the damage for her.

The collapsed ceiling and walls blocked the path, and the two were separated on the other side where no one was.

However, the incident happened suddenly and he didn't have time to deploy the white flame to protect Chen. Chen also took a defensive posture to protect his vital parts immediately. The coat and hair that were burned into charcoal by the flames shattered at the touch. Ling Dengxian inevitably saw the Originium crystal on her shoulder.

Ling Dengxian knew that Chen was an infected person, but Ling Dengxian "should not" know it, because the current Longmen would not allow an infected person to become a law enforcer... at least outsiders could not know it.

Ling Dengxian felt that his situation might not be very good.

The young man silently took off his coat and handed it to Long, to prevent the people who were repairing the ruins outside from rushing in and seeing the Originium crystals on Chen's body.

"...You know how to do it, right?" Chen didn't waste any words.

Ling Dengxian touched his face, thinking about what to say.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Wei Yanwu knows about this. He and I... let's not talk about that, but it's also because of me that Longmen has to be more lenient towards the infected." Chen shook his head and looked at him very seriously. "Please keep this secret so that Longmen can have a future that moves forward together with the infected."

Chen Huijie, I hope Longmen can really meet your wishes.

Ling Dengxian, who had seen the "future", thought so. Although Wei Yanwu finally decided to keep the infected as part of Longmen, that was after the Tallulah incident.

Wei Yanwu now has no such plan.

"Sir Chen, I understand. Believe me, Longmen will." Ling Dengxian said this, and this sentence reflected his own determination.

Even if it's just a drop in the bucket.

In a nearby urban high-rise, an inconspicuous figure looked at the building affected by the moderate explosion and sneered: "Law enforcement by the infected, Longmen is ridiculous."

"Well, this is just an appetizer for you. After we come, after a while, Longmen may not still be yours. (Syracuse)"

"Be more restrained, the time has not come yet." The shadow beside him hesitated and whispered.

"It's not the turn of a loser to teach me a lesson." The former waved his hand disdainfully. In his eyes, those who are timid and narrow-minded are losers.

The latter clenched his fists, but when he thought of something, he endured it.