When the sunset was about to fall into the horizon of Long Island Bay, Benjamin finally stepped back through the broken snow in the yard.
This man was covered in sweat, and the old sweatshirt he was wearing was soaked from front to back.
As soon as he stepped in from the corridor steps, Buddy, who was lying on the carpet at the door looking at the snow, stood up as if he was electrocuted, took several steps back, and covered the big black dog's nose with his two front paws.
"Stay away from me, soldier brat, did you fall all the way into the sewage pipe and swim here? You smell rotten and have the air of a dead rat. Lynn just served dinner on the table. Don't ruin everyone's appetite."
Benjamin I don't have time to argue with this big, mean-mouthed dog right now.
He didn't bother to take off his dirty clothes and strode directly along the corridor into the well-heated living room.
The long hardwood table at the end of the dining room was already fully occupied.
Large thick-cut steaks that are grilled to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, sizzling with rich gravy, large bowls of tomato and potato soup, and bread rolls freshly taken out of the oven with a layer of golden butter on them.
Reggie and Tommy were competing with their forks over slicing a piece of sausage. Annie was sitting next to him, spreading strawberry jam on his own bread.
Kevin was sitting in the corner, holding a spoon in his hand and drinking hot soup ladle by ladle. On the semi-low solid wood shelf next to him was a water tank. Goldfish Charlie was waving a long dark gold tail in the water, quietly spitting out a string of small bubbles.
John changed into a clean gray housecoat, sat very neatly on the right hand side of Lynn, and used a sharp small table knife to cut the beef in his hand into cubes of exactly the same size.
This place is warm, clean, and the smell of food fills your nose. Compared with the dark sewer dozens of miles away, where you can only smell mud and sewage, it is a completely different world.
"Where's the firewood?"
Lynn was wearing a white kitchen apron and placed the last plate of baked apple pie in the middle of the table without even raising his head. "If you are too lazy to finish your work today, Backyard won't leave you any hot food in the woodshed."
"The firewood has been chopped long ago, enough to burn your whole house for a week."
Benjamin walked to the dining table in a few steps, reached out and grabbed a piece of buttered bread that was still hot to the touch, put it into his mouth and chewed it without looking at it. He swallowed so quickly that he even choked slightly.
He picked up a glass of cold water that was not finished by others and drank it down. He wiped the debris from his mouth and looked unusually serious. "Something happened in the sewer."
Lynn pulled out a chair and sat down, nodding casually. "Well, let's talk about it."
Benjamin didn't drive the children away, and directly recounted what happened to Joseph in the sewer ditch in the afternoon, as well as the words he said, word for word.
Hundreds of billions of military orders, thousands of mutated soldiers with scales, horns on their heads, and the ability to smash solid concrete walls into tofu.
And the good things Vought Tower is doing now.
In order to collect materials for subsequent potions, Edgar not only teamed up with the military, but his hunting teams were hunting down rare creatures with strange energy everywhere in All-America country like hunting stray wild dogs. The rare beasts in the forest had been skinned and blood drawn, leaving a bloody mess.
"Oh my god, sister, you won't come to arrest me then! What will you do if you arrest me? She is so weak..."
Buddy deliberately clamped his throat and balled up his body, which weighed more than a hundred pounds.
Benjamin rolled his eyes and ignored him.
"The old Wizards was so frightened that they would rush into the sewer in a day or two."
Benjamin pulled out a chair and sat down, then took a fork and grabbed the remaining pieces of meat on Tommy's plate.
"He thinks I can't take those green-skinned guys away, but to be honest, Lynn, although those silly big guys with horns on their backs can't stand a beating, but if three to five hundred people really come to press into the underground pipes, and Black Noir only taught half-assed sword skills for two days, those stupid kids are really not enough to be surrounded by them."
The restaurant became slightly quiet.
John, who was sitting next to him, didn't even blink his eyelids.
He still concentrated on putting the last piece of beef on the plate into his mouth, chewing it slowly.
What about horned super soldiers, what about big military orders worth hundreds of billions, to him, they sound no different from a few more stumbling weeds growing on Backyard Lawn.
As long as Lynn doesn't nod, even if Edgar drives the Titanic to Long Island Bay, he can still go out and lift a pile of iron sheets into the sea to feed the fish.
Lynn After listening, there was no look of surprise or panic on his face.
He sat in the large oak chair, reached for the napkin and wiped his fingers, his dark eyes were extremely deep.
"Actually, if you don't go to the sewer today, you should know that Edgar is restless."
Lynn picked up a cup of hot coffee at hand and blew on the hot air, "After the children went to bed the night before yesterday, I went out and went to Vought Tower at Manhattan."
Benjamin paused holding the fork in mid-air and raised his head. "You went to find Edgar alone?"
John, who was still lowering his head to cut meat next to him, also stopped, and Azure's eyes quickly looked at Lynn.
"Don't be so nervous, just go sit on the top floor for a while."
Lynn's voice was steady, "But the big office has long been empty. I walked around the top floor. Even the suits that the old man often wore, and the little boys Duke and Marge who could become invisible, were all gone."
"Run away?" Benjamin raised a few deep, hard knots on his brow.
"He is a wise old fox."
Lynn leaned back in the chair,
"He knows very well that Stormfront died here, and you lost face with Cross-sea Bridge. The cards he holds are no longer enough. Before thousands of super soldiers are thoroughly trained and the mass-produced killer team is scaled up, he will never sit in the eye-catching glass building of Manhattan again, waiting for us to knock on his desk."
For a capitalist who is in charge of a huge empire, as long as the money and assembly lines in his hands are not cut off, hiding in a secret military base in the mountains and forests, or hiding in a nuclear-proof facility dozens of meters underground, is just another place to answer the phone.
"This old bastard can run fast."
Benjamin slapped the table knife in his hand on the table coldly, "If I want to find out which hole he is hiding in, I have to stuff his suit into his own mouth."
"Since we can't find him, let's do what we can first."
Lynn smiled, and the expression on his face became relaxed again.
He glanced at the spacious living room, and then at the vast and clean snowy land outside Backyard.
This building Manor is big enough, let alone four people, even a few big beasts can live in a spacious and bright place.
"Benjamin, you go find Black Noir tomorrow morning."
Lynn made arrangements, "Drive over and pick up the green Little Turtless who like to eat pizza in the sewer and bring them all to Long Island Estate to live in my house."