After jumping off the boat with Halsan, Rhodes landed on the Bell Tower, patted the side of the clock which was corroded by time and snow. The spire of this clock tower had disappeared, and what was originally hanging on the beams was now lying on the platform. Fortunately, considering potential accidents, this platform was made of ironwood planks, so the two still had a footing. "Time is the most equitable thing in this world." Halsan caught the ammunition bag thrown down and then placed it under the ruins. "Our little Mage actually wants to follow my cousin’s lead, I really admire his courage." Rhodes took out a gun from his bag on his back, leaned it against the wall, and together with Halsan, took out the white camouflage capes, the mixed white and gray cape providing effective concealment. Then they laid out the same camouflage fabric on the floor, in a season where the snow hadn’t yet melted, this could at least prevent snow from melting underneath them, and if something was looking down from the sky, it would also provide better concealment, also blocking infrared sight. All these were equipment named for snipers, which average soldiers would never be issued, making Rhodes realize, war truly is a game of money, where everyone needs to spend money to arm themselves, the army like an investor, and soldiers like workers, only those with enough skills and potential could get investment. Sir Malin was a typical investor, as Sir Antoine said, he armed every soldier in order to allow them to kill more Chaos creatures. Of course, Sir Malin was different from those investors in Copenhagen, compared to these man-eating demons, Malin was like a Deity. The filthy former only knew how to harvest souls of their own kind, while Malin would only hand the scythe to his own kind, letting them harvest the souls of Chaos. Rhodes, before you die, you still need to kill a lot of Chaos to repay His grace. Although the elders of Waldin Town made mistakes, the townspeople till now still come to see them; this made Rhodes have a deeper understanding of what Antoine said about distinguishing who is friend and who is foe. Pulling back the bolt, loading the bullet, Halsan had already raised his telescope. Under their watch, the airship put down the remaining passengers on the broken walls of the south. "Sudel, are you hearing this?" Halsan, who had set up the radio relay tower, began calling a friend. This was purely an engineering miracle, without needing an Arcane Crystal, nor a Mage to operate, mortals could use it on the battlefield to communicate across distances over a kilometer, and it was even miniaturized, truly a genius design, it was heard that before the great destruction, the Eastern Human World and the Western Human World could even communicate across continents. The humans of the old world were truly fearsome. "Heard it, Carmen and I are moving with Nuo. Domestic Fairy, Spiritual Energy Magician, how many secrets does our Mage Tower still hold, and since when could Domestic Fairies also be Magicians?" Sudel exclaimed in the channel. "Domestic Fairies are at least fairies, you might as well wonder when humans could produce another Magician," Halsan noted as he spotted a group of zombies moving down the street ahead: "Hold on, there are pedestrians up front." In Rhodes’s sights, his cousin’s small team stopped, the Domestic Fairy seemed to notice Rhodes’s gaze, she turned her head towards him and accurately smiled at him. "...Speaking of which, Domestic Fairies are quite cute, otherwise her father wouldn’t have fallen for her mother," Rhodes lamented after switching off the channel communication. Mixed-blood Domestic Fairies, with more than half being children born with humans, the ratio of boys to girls in this species was about one to three. So, besides internal consumption, many more found partners in other races. "You like her, but she is not the one you should like, a mixed-blood Domestic Fairy, a Spiritual Energy Magician, those are beings that only powerful Transcendents like Mr. Malin could match," Halsan also turned off the communication and shook his head at Rhodes. "Ha, Mr. Malin’s wives wouldn’t think so," Rhodes chuckled, after all, such a cute little fairy. Of course, that term meant in the physical sense. "If you two could grow fond of each other from a young age, then who could object," Halsan said as he opened the channel: "Pedestrians have passed, Sudel, you can continue moving forward, watch out for the alleys on both sides of the street, those are our blind spots." "No problem, our Miss Nuo is using her pulse meter to confirm whether there are any monsters ahead of us, Rhodes, this thing is almost as heavy as you, and Miss Nuo can lift it with one hand," Sudel said in the channel with surprise. "Damn, I’m that heavy, if she punches me, would I need to kneel beside her and beg her not to let me die?" Rhodes felt his first love fading at the speed of light. "Almost, Mr. Rhodes, if I punched you, the arm you use to block, the corresponding ribs and lung lobes, and some muscles would be torn and fractured, but it has one advantage, blood entering the lungs means you won’t be able to scream, though it will really hurt," Miss Nuo added. "You might as well spare me," Rhodes rolled his eyes, feeling he really was blind. "Of course, I wouldn’t punch like that, after all, mother said, only someone as strong and Transcendent as father suits to spar with me," the little fairy said and then turned to wave at Rhodes. "Right, your father is..." Suddenly, Rhodes grew curious about this person’s father, because he really didn’t know who could withstand such a powerful blow. "It’s a secret, mother said not to reveal father’s name," the little fairy said seriously. So Rhodes chose to keep quiet, while Halsan spotted a new situation: "40 meters to your right in a small open space in front of your street, two zombies appeared, walking on two feet, in sniffing mode, the southwest wind... They might smell you." "Impossible, we took baths before we came," Carmen said. "Unless it’s Nuo..." Sudel’s voice had a hint of hesitation. "What’s up?" While speaking, Nuo stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth. Rhodes raised his gun and smirked suggestively: "Sometimes, my lord, you really are quite filthy." "What do you mean?" Nuo asked. "Your pastry has caught their scent." Halsan said that and then saw Sudel pull out a small piece of bait. He tore open the plastic wrapping and tossed it onto the street, swiftly leading the team into a house on the other side, directly bypassing the broken door. Two zombies were completely drawn to the stench of the meat in the bag, and not just them; several more zombies emerged from a nearby building. "Are you all safe?" Halsan watched them hiding in the house, his heart up in his throat. "Nuo confirmed it, this place is free of zombies." Sudel’s voice rang out. "Mr. Rhodes, what did you mean by that?" Nuo’s voice in the channel was somewhat deafening, and Rhodes turned to see Halsan looking at him with an accusing gaze. "Rhodes, dear Miss Nuo is waiting for your explanation," Carmen’s voice in the channel sounded like a deathly curse. "Yeah, Rhodes, come on, let the adults know what we lack," Cousin Sudel’s voice at that moment sounded like a chitinous queen scrutinizing her prey. Rhodes bowed his head, sweat dripping from his forehead onto his hands, while the curious question of the young girl in the channel resounded once again like a fatal note. Rhodes lifted his head, a sincere smile forming: "I meant to say, maybe Sudel hasn’t washed his feet, they’re a bit smelly." "Great, the zombies are moving, you’re safe now," Halsan said while looking through binoculars to check the street, giving Rhodes a thumbs up. Carmen laughed breathlessly over the channel. "When we get back, you’re going to wash my stinky socks, my dear cousin," Cousin coldly stated over the channel. Rhodes giggled—Cousin wasn’t angry, Miss Nuo was fooled; this time he should have passed without a hitch. "In that case, Mr. Sudel, you can soak your feet in herbs, I actually know a secret formula, I’ll ask for you when we get back," Nuo’s voice suddenly rang out again. Rhodes and Halsan looked at each other, both saw surprise, confusion, and fear in each other’s eyes. "No, no need to trouble yourself, I just tend to sweat a lot on my feet," Sudel’s voice contained an inexplicable edge of nervousness. "It’s alright, I’d be happy to help Mr. Sudel," Miss Nuo’s voice contained a touch of happiness and pleasure. Carmen then chimed in: "By the way, Miss Nuo, who are you going to ask?" "My father. Every time he gets home, he asks my mother to soak his feet in a potion, says it makes him very comfortable," Nuo giggled as she spoke: "Don’t worry, I’ll tell my father who I’m helping, he will definitely approve of my new friend, Mr. Sudel, who is a very gentle person." Rhodes rolled his eyes; that was probably the funniest joke he heard today. Colder than today’s weather, and more merciless. "If Miss Nuo’s father is a fatherly maniac, your cousin is done for, you might still have time to arrange a grave for him," Halsan said after shutting off the channel. Rhodes was stunned, then took a long hard look at himself, and tears streamed down his face. Who should I get now to help me with my group buy?