'15 more points Mystic Energy.'
Gilan thought.
'Do you want to improve your proficiency with shotguns and revolvers?'
After a while, he shook his head and gave up the idea.
Points are hard-earned, so it's best to save them first so as not to need them later for the content in <Branding Iron Secret Record>. At this stage, the proficiency of firearms is completely sufficient.
And compared with the physical training and meditation methods, the marksmanship has limitations and lacks potential. Spending too many points on it is not cost-effective in the long run.
Good steel should be used on the blade.
Immediately afterwards, Gilan took a mop from the bathroom and cleaned the blood, sweat and other dirt on the floor of the room. Then he took a shower and changed his clothes.
Just at this time, Old Jerry knocked on the door and informed him to come downstairs for dinner.
Not long after.
Gilan went to the restaurant on the first floor.
Stork, Oystercatcher and Seagull were finally willing to leave the room and come down to eat... Of course, it was more likely that they were indeed hungry.
While eating lunch, Mr. Stork was in high spirits. Apparently, the meditation method gave him hope.
He ate fried meatballs, smiled and said to Gilan:
"It's really thanks to Mr. Snowy Owl that we have the opportunity to get that precious meditation method from the movie <Moon-Scorched Village>... to refine the secret method of Gnosis. This is something I never dared to think about. Here, I have to express my gratitude to you again."
"You're welcome." Gilan shook his head. "This is also the result of everyone's efforts and joint exploration... and I only provided a little help."
"You are so humble, Mr. Snowy Owl."
Mr. Oystercatcher said and laughed.
Even Miss Seagull on the side couldn't help but smile.
"With <Wooden Cangue Meditation Method>, we the Assembly members have hope... The alchemist I met when I was traveling said that my talents were insufficient, which made me fall into depression for a long time."
Mr. Stork was filled with emotion, and his eyes immediately showed longing.
"But it's different now! With the meditation method and the lake in <Black Lake>, sooner or later our Gnosis will reach the lowest threshold of contact with mystery! In the future, we will all step into the mysterious realm, master the mysterious power... and have an extraordinary life!"
Hearing this, Mr. Oystercatcher and Miss Seagull both looked at each other with longing on their faces.
Record Society members have different identities and personalities, but they all come together because they are unwilling to be ordinary.
Now, they finally see the hope of Dawn Era.
These were all brought by the newly joined Mr. Snowy Owl. They couldn't help but look at Gilan with gratitude.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the apartment.
Old Jerry walked forward tacitly, glanced through the peephole, and then opened the door with a smile.
Snap.
A pretty girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat and two golden braids slipped in. She put away her flower umbrella and raised her skirt to Old Jerry and everyone in the restaurant.
"Good afternoon, everyone." Miss Sparrow greeted with a playful smile and raised his hand.
His lively and cute appearance made everyone smile and respond politely.
Miss Sparrow's dress was wet from the rain, and the makeup on her face was a little flowery, but this didn't seem to affect her good mood.
She handed Old Jerry her hat and umbrella, then carried a bag of things and walked cheerfully to the restaurant.
"Little Sparrow, why did you come to the apartment when it rained so heavily?"
Miss Seagull opened her red lips slightly and asked.
"Hehe, it's because I miss everyone!"
Miss Sparrow put the bag in his hand on the table and took out several cups of beautifully packaged hot coffee.
As she spoke, her eyes quietly glanced at the blond young man present.
"This is a new product I bought from 'Madame Herzog's Cafe' when I passed by Horst Fourth Avenue. Let's try it."
"Eh? How come ours is all coffee, but Mr. Snowy Owl's is milk tea?"
Mr. Oystercatcher has sharp eyes and discovered the clues.
Everyone looked around after hearing this, and sure enough, the coffee cup in Mr. Snowy Owl's hand contained "Sticky Bark Milk Tea".
"I noticed last time that Mr. Snowy Owl seems to like drinking this."
Miss Sparrow smiled lightly.
"I mean, why did you come to the apartment even though it's raining so heavily? Why do you miss us... I think you came here specifically for Mr. Snowy Owl."
Miss Seagull took a sip of coffee and curled his lips.
I silently said again in my heart, it's so bitter and not tasty.
She ignored the blush on Miss Sparrow's face and added spoonful after spoonful of sugar to the coffee cup, which made Mr. Oystercatcher's eyelids jump.
"Miss Seagull, enough, enough, it will be bad for your teeth."
Mr. Oystercatcher quickly advised.
Miss Seagull stared with beautiful eyes and shouted:
"Shut up! I just love sweet things!"
Mr. Oystercatcher immediately became obedient, coughed, and said no more.
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After Miss Sparrow took his seat, everyone started chatting while eating.
Mr. Stork's face became serious when he talked about the current situation:
"The serial murderer who was wreaking havoc in the slums was finally caught. Redwood Street Police Station and the Horst search team surrounded and killed the man last night."
With that said, he took out the morning newspaper and handed it to everyone.
This incident still made headlines, and a blurry black and white photo was even attached. Seeing the prisoner's death, everyone present felt intense discomfort.
Gilan also glanced, but his pupils shrank.
He found that the man in the photo had a swollen face, a ferocious expression, and a bullet hole in his forehead... and this man looked very familiar.
After recalling, Gilan quickly recognized the other party.
It was the first strong man guard he killed next to "Fortune Well" when he escaped from the Oak Gang warehouse area!
'Didn't I kill him and throw him into the well?!'
Gilan was surprised.
The idea of the dead coming back to life as a murderer sounds quite terrifying.
"Sorry for showing this to everyone during the meal."
Mr. Stork apologized.
"But what I want to say is that because of this incident, the officials have blocked Haddonfield Street, Red Tree Street and Black Barrel Street. But in fact, it is still because of the plague. Not only has this matter not been contained, but it has begun to spread to more neighborhoods... Now the entire poor area has basically become a place where the plague is raging. Everyone must be careful to take precautions."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
After all, in the face of such natural disasters, there are countless painful examples that tell them that it is difficult for human power to contend and they can only avoid it.
Gilan frowned.
Plagues, resurrected guards, and Oak Gang...
All these were connected in his mind, and he thought of <Black Lake>.
'There's something wrong with that well!'
Gilan had such a conjecture in his mind.
At this time, Mr. Stork sighed and took out a letter.
"In addition, the situation between the empire and Federation has become more tense."
He pointed at the opened envelope and said:
"This was sent to me by a friend from the north. 'Posivia' trade tariffs increased and the sale of all Federation art products was prohibited. This caused Federation's dissatisfaction, so the two sides had an armed conflict by the 'Priestess River' east of 'Posivia'... There was a small-scale friction between the imperial army and the Federation army, which lasted for several days."
Everyone knows that "Posivia" is a special administrative district.
Because of its unique geographical location and historical legacy factors, it has become one of the most prosperous commercial cities on the mainland. And because of its convenient transportation, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it has become a strategic battleground throughout the ages.
Once in "First War of Humiliation", Bremen Empire was defeated and ceded "Posivia" to Ovena Federation as a colony.
But later, the head of state Caesar came to power, activated "Second War of Glory", defeated Federation, and took back "Posivia".
However, that territory still retains the far-reaching influence of Federation colonization.
At the same time, "Posivia" has therefore become a symbol of some kind--
National hatred, shame, honor, self-confidence and even faith all surround the northern city, embodying the piety and hope of the people of the two countries.
"War, I'm afraid, is really coming."
Mr. Stork said in a deep voice.
Everyone looked solemn.