137. A planet like a chaotic underworld
Old K never thought of hearing what the other party said, because even in the face of someone who knows that he has such ability, the other party may not be able to feel when he is using it. He was not sure whether Louis's words were a bluff. Maybe the guy in front of him just heard something from Liya and then wanted to fake himself. If so, immediately show shock and just hit the other party's trap.
However, Lao K himself also knows that if he is being deceived, the other party is too bold. If he really can't feel the ability to touch the soul, is he not afraid that Lao K didn't use that ability just now? Isn't such a threat equivalent to telling the other party that he doesn't know?
Or is he really implying that Lao K doesn't feel this ability? No, this speculation is definitely the most unreliable. Then, the biggest possibility of the rest is that the other party can really feel the spiritual touch.
If so, won't your next plan face big problems?
Louis, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped and pointed to the door on the left and said to Lao K, "This is your room during Tartlos. It is only ten steps away from the room of Deputy Commander Lia. I hope you won't miss any order of the Deputy Commander." Old K didn't know if he was**. He felt that there was a trace of gloating expectation in the last sentence.
Well, now Louis and Louis before this are simply different. Although his attitude was not very good before, at least he will not show his disgust for old K; now he expresses complete coldness and rejection of old K. Old K would like to know what caused this transformation, because of the ** just now? Or is it because he found Lao K peeping at his thoughts just by what the other party just expressed? In any case, such an obviously resistant attitude is not what Lao K wants, but now he is not sure what happened, so he doesn't know how to remedy it.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little distracted, nodded and pushed the door. About this kind of absent-mindedness was too obvious. Louis frowned, raised his voice and reminded, "Tomorrow is your first day of official duty. You have to prepare everything she needs before the deputy commander wakes up, otherwise I will punish you with military law first!"
Old K was roared by this voice and asked reflexively, "Li...Deputy Commander Ya, when will you get up?"
Louis showed a vicious smile no matter how he looked at it: "This time is completely controlled by the deputy commander himself. You just need to be ready to stand by at any time."
Lao K showed an unbelievable face: "Didn't the deputy commander have a definite time to get up?"
His expression seemed to make Louis quite despise: "In addition to the commander-in-chief here, the deputy commander is the absolute rule. Do you want to challenge it?"
Old K** felt that the amount of information in this sentence was a little large. He thought they were just here for a tour, but now it sounds like Liya's nest?
"Don't care about things that are not within your scope of responsibility."
Lew this sentence coldly, and Louis turned around and left. After a while, there was only Lao K in the corridor. Surrounded by the cold air at midnight, the ** teacher's clothes were not warm. Lao K couldn't help shivering with cold, which reminded him of a very terrible thing: his normal clothes seemed to be still in Liya's room!
It's impossible to go back to get it now. He can only enter the room. However, the room is also as expected. There is nothing except some regular items, and naturally there is no normal clothes for him to change. Now wearing the ** master's leather clothes and leather trousers, it is impossible for him to sleep. Old K simply wrapped his body in a quilt and threw it into ** and directly separated his spirit.
This night was also a mess. Let's just go out now to see if we can master more information. The part of the spirit he left at the Flying Eagle on Kaos has not yet obtained any valuable information. If Taltelos is indeed Lia's nest, there may be a breakthrough.
With this idea, Lao K carefully looked up and down the building where they stayed. The floor where he is located is the top floor, which has been completely wrapped by Liya, with a total of ten rooms, and now seven of them are unno one. The two guards huddled at the top of the stairs. They, who were supposed to stand guard, had long been forced into the narrow space formed by the corner of the corridor by the cold air in the corridor, and the two huddled together and drowsy.
The situation on the lower floor is much more lively than this floor. The long night is a good time to gamble, and it is also the time for * people to work hard. Of course, there is also the unreasonable trouble of drunkards and the violent suppression of hotel security.
Old K floated down all the way and felt that it was more difficult to move in a mental state than to move physically. It seems that the gravity difference caused by the huge density of the planet itself is still very obvious for things such as electronic waves. On the contrary, it is much more convenient for creatures to fight against this situation because they have muscles.
He adapted and observed while thinking about what to do to get the information he wanted here. Thinking about this, I unconsciously walked out of the hotel.
The streets outside are colder, and the thick fog almost covers the whole planet and oppresses the ground. The street lights are dim yellow, and many of them are not bright at all. The little light was extinguished in the thicker darkness, setting off the scene in front of Lao K. Just like the planet itself, it has concentrated all the darkness and filth that the world does not want to see.
Before leaving, Pritches told Old K in his make-up lesson that Tartlos was a human hell born from chaotic Kaos and a myth that originally belonged to human beings. The reason why Tartlos was named Tartlos is also related to the origin of this small planet. It was originally part of Kaos, but during the land-making movement of Kaos, due to improper calculations or operational errors, a small part of it broke away from Kaos and formed a mini planet not far away.
The prophet also said that this may be the arrangement of fate. The world has always been accompanied by hell. Since there is Kaos, the emergence of Tartlos is also inevitable. It's just that this inevitable event is too good. It is not only a birth, but also retains the most depraved parts of human beings that cannot be relied on on other planets under the premise that there should be no human settlements.
However, before today, Lao K did not understand such an abstract statement. Now, he finally understands the meaning of the prophet, and Tartelos is like a real purgatory in Aurora.
The thick fog suddenly fluctuated, and a figure staggered on the uneven road, looking like he was drunk. The figure staggered a few steps away from Lao K, and suddenly tripped and fell directly on the street. Old K didn't know whether he fell asleep drunk or something. He stared at it for a few seconds. Only a few seconds, a small dark shadow suddenly appeared in the dark alley next to him, rushed to the drunk who fell on the ground, quickly touched the money bag on the other party, and retreated to the shadow next to him.
Old K floated over, and then there was a faint street light at the other end of the dark alley. He saw that the thief just now was no longer there, and the drunken man he stole was really out of breath. This is Tartlos. Life and death are like a common meal, whether it is stealing or robbery. Plunder is originally the instinct on which human beings rely to survive. In this place, it may be extremely noble to just take away what you need from the dead instead of exploiting it.
Everything here makes Lao K involuntarily recall himself in those years. Compared with here, he looked much happier at that time. However, even so, it was still not a good memory. Suddenly, he wanted to smoke a cigarette and then forget all these disgusting things in the smoke.
But in fact, he can't. The reason why he stands here is very clear. At present, the turning point that can help him achieve his goal seems to appear in the blink of an eye: the light of the headlights shines in the thick fog, and the huge armored car shows that the identity of the visitor is not simple, probably from the place where he is struggling to find it.