Endless Debt

"Then it's settled, let's rest for a few days.

Borogo, you continue to familiarize yourself with your secret power. Palmer, you can take a good tour of the field department, as long as you don't get lost. "

Lebius ordered, and Boluogo and Palmer sat opposite him. One face was full of indifference and ferocity, and a bit eager to try. The other face was completely gray, raising his head slightly, thinking. Life.

One is an employee who has some mental problems and will never resign. The other is an employee who has some mental problems and thinks about resigning every day.

"Let's go, I'll take you for a walk."

Uriel stood up and signaled to Palmer. She actually naively thought that Palmer was really unfamiliar with the field department.

Palmer opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. His whole person felt an unspeakable sense of decadence. Finally, he nodded and left with Uriel.

"Oh, by the way, one more thing, Jeffrey, take Boluogo to change clothes and equipment."

Looking at the conspicuous white hospital gown on Boluoge, Lebius ordered.

"Yeah, where are my clothes and equipment?"

After hearing what Lebius said, Boluogo suddenly remembered that his clothes and equipment seemed to be missing, and no one mentioned these things to him along the way.

"They are all destroyed. You drained all the 'cold iron souls' around you. Even your clothes and equipment were not spared." Jeffrey said.

"What about my vibrator?"

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Boluoge had already developed a different kind of emotion for that hammer. There were few weapons that Boluogo liked so much.

"It's also damaged. Alchemy weapons are also graded. Your shock hammer happens to be the cheapest kind, and this thing is generally not used for combat." Jeffrey said.

"Then what is it used for? Demolition?"

Boluogo still remembers the pleasure he felt when he swung the hammer, that crushing feeling, it was really good.

"A hammer is a hammer. A vibrating hammer is used to forge steel from the sublimation furnace core. I just thought you might like it, so I got one for you."

Speaking of this, Jeffrey was a little embarrassed. Logically speaking, the meeting gift should be some good things, but as Palmer said, it was very difficult to get something approved from the sublimation furnace core.

"Don't be too sad, there will be good things in the future... I think Baili is very interested in you, isn't it?"

Jeffrey said maliciously, squinting his eyes slightly and staring at Boluogo, making Boluogo feel uncomfortable all over.

"What do you want to do?"

"Boluogo, you can feel it, right? Each action group is actually like a small order bureau, with each employee performing different functions. But unfortunately, those people in the sublimation furnace core have never been It’s easy to deal with, everyone is suffering from those crazy people, so many action teams don’t have people to connect with the sublimation furnace core.”

Jeffrey stood next to Boluogo, and his words kept hinting at Boluogo.

Boluogo briefly recalled the pathological female minister who was absolutely problematic, the deputy who punched and kicked the female minister at every turn, and the former minister who quit due to involvement in taboo research.

At present, Boluogo has only contacted three people who have sublimated the furnace core, and these three people have big problems.

"No way, don't even think about it, Jeffrey."

Boluogo refused sternly. It wasn't that he hated Bailey, but he just thought of being looked at by that kind of eyes... and being spied on by that kind of person.

This feels so weird, like something sticky is crawling on my body, and it feels like the pores all over my body are resisting.

"Hey, it's nothing, Boluogo, you will agree sooner or later." Jeffrey laughed, not sure what he was thinking.

"impossible."

Boluogo felt that he would not give in so easily.

"Actually, there are very few people in the field department who can refuse the sublimation furnace core. You are resisting now just because you are a newcomer. You will understand soon." Jeffrey expressed a playful expression.

"Ahem."

Lebius coughed twice, interrupting this ridiculous conversation.

"Time is precious, you'd better hurry up. Although you won't die, I also hope that you can avoid death as much as possible during the mission."

Lebius demanded.

"I understand, and even if I die accidentally, I will kill everyone who knows about it."

Boluogo nodded, and then left the office with Jeffrey.

…

"New clothes, new equipment, and new alchemy weapons."

In the activity room, Jeffrey brought a large box, which was filled with things for Boluogo, and Boluogo changed his clothes directly in the activity room.

"This is your uniform. Pay attention to maintaining your figure. These are all custom-made. If you gain weight, you will need to be re-measured."

Jeffrey opened the box, took out a few pieces of clothing and handed them to Boluogo. He did not forget to tug on his belt as he spoke.

The white shirt was bulging out from his fat belly. Although Jeffrey wanted to hide it, it was still too obvious.

"OK."

Boluogo put on the uniform of the Bureau of Order, which was not much different from what he usually wore. It was still a white shirt, tie, and jacket, but some lines and stitching were added in some corners.

Not only does it look neat and straight, but it does not restrict your own movements when making large movements. It is elegant and sharp at the same time, and then there is the familiar Hidden Man windbreaker.

At first, Boluogo thought it was something precious, and he considered taking off his clothes before putting them back on before the battle, but later he learned that all alchemical weapons that could be mass-produced were quite cheap, including this windbreaker.

In addition to these two pieces, there is also a black overalls, which is full of straps and pockets, and seems to be able to carry a lot of weapons.

"Looks like an ordinary company employee." Boluogo commented.

"Yes, ordinary company employees," Jeffrey said with a smile, "Now is no longer the era of holding swords and fighting for the lord. The aesthetics of our clothes must also advance with the times."

"Of course, the most important thing is to be low-key and concealed. After all, we are operating in a magnificent city, not some remote and dark forest. The more ordinary it is, the more suitable our disguise is."

Jeffrey said and talked about the secret societies again.

"In the beginning, the uniform of the Bureau of Order was not like this. It was a sleeveless jacket with the tail hanging down like a swallowtail. Then it was put on a large shawl, covering both elbows and reaching the front of the abdomen. There are patterns outlined with gold wire..."

Listening to Jeffrey's description, Boluogo could imagine that elegant and mysterious scene, like a ghost under the night, with noble gold in the darkness.

"Sounds like...nobility," Bologo said.

"It's the nobles. Do you think there is any difference between those long-standing secret societies and today's big families? The only difference is that one controls power and wealth, while the other not only controls power and wealth, but also controls With extraordinary power." Jeffrey said.

"Such costumes are not commonly used today and are only used during some important ceremonies. The rest are some stubborn secret societies that still maintain this tradition."

After hearing what Jeffrey said, Boluoge became a little curious about the traditional costumes of the Condenser.

"Your folding knife and throwing knives are also in there." Jeffrey rummaged through the box again. "The hammer can't give you a new one for the time being. After all, you don't want to go back to the sublimation furnace core, right?"

Bologger nodded quickly.

"But now you are also a Sublime One, and you have no shortage of attack methods. It's almost time for the Shock Hammer to be eliminated."

Jeffrey muttered and took out another strange-looking object.

It was something similar to an arm guard. The whole thing was made of pitch black metal. Under the large pieces of armor, there was a mechanical structure that Boluogo couldn't understand. Ropes were wrapped around the gaps in circles. On the dim surface, there were free movement. A little shimmer and texture.

"This is the standard 'adaptive arm' of the Field Service Department. As you can see, it is an alchemical weapon, but it has no surprising effects. It is mainly made to adapt to different transformations."

Jeffrey rolled up his sleeves and put on the arm guards, which clung to his skin.

"This thing is completely driven by ether, so it is compressed into such a small size. It can be transformed in different ways according to different usage tendencies, such as this."

Aether was injected into it, and as Jeffrey shook his hand vigorously, there was a twisting sound under the arm guard, and then the hook rope shot out, and the rope wrapped around the arm guard was also thrown out.

"A smaller and more concealed hook, and can be triggered multiple times by ether."

Jeffrey swung his arm, and the hook loosened and wrapped around it quickly, like a wandering snake, and in a blink of an eye it was wrapped back into the arm guard.

"Most of the time we operate in the city. There are many high-rise buildings here. There is nothing more suitable for us to move quickly over short distances." Jeffrey said, taking off his arm guard and throwing it to Boluogo. " Because you were not a Sublime One before and could not freely control the ether, this thing was not given to you. Now you can throw away the hook gun."

Boluogo put the arm guard on his left hand. As the ether surged, he had a strange feeling, as if the arm guard was part of his body.

Then Boluogo noticed that there were several grooves on the arm guard, which were dragged by some kind of mechanical linkage structure. He picked up a folding knife and inserted the handle into it.

The folding knife was close to the arm guard. Bologger waved his left arm vigorously, and only heard a crisp metal sound. The folding knife flipped out from the arm guard, and the blade was extended section by section, turning into a sharp arm. The blade thrust out.

"Yes, that's it. You can add whatever weapons you need, as long as they are within the range of the arm guard. However, it should be noted that if you add too many things, the arm guard will become bloated and become very obvious."

Jeffrey said, making an analogy with Yas.

"For example, Yas's 'Riot Control Action Team', each of his team members has different weapons on their arm guards, including anesthesia needles, axes, and one guy modified a machine gun himself. Put it on."

Boluogo tried to imagine that scene, and his expression became strange.

“I prefer to just keep the grapple capability because it’s so easy to cover.”

Jeffrey put a coat on Boluogo and put it through the loose cuffs. The exquisite arm guards were completely covered. No one would notice the existence of the arm guards before Boluogo threw out the hook.

"Yes, it is indeed quite convenient."

Boluogo tidied himself up and turned into his dignified and formal appearance again.

"Then I'll go home first and see you in the practice room tomorrow."

Boluogo bowed to Jeffrey and opened the door to the lounge.

Palmer and Uriel walked towards each other. Uriel was smiling, while Palmer still looked decadent. Uriel actually took him around the field department.

Uriel is unexpectedly serious in some aspects.

"Hey! Boluogo, are you ready to leave?"

Seeing Boluogo, Palmer cheered up a little.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Bologg responded.

"That's just right! I'm leaving too, how about I take you back." Palmer suddenly showed his courtesy.

Boluogo thought for a few seconds. He felt that this was a good opportunity for the two of them to get to know each other better.

Of course, the main reason was that Boluogo's home was too far away, and he really didn't want to squeeze into the tram.

Just as he was responding to Palmer, Palmer walked up directly and put his arm around Burlogo's shoulders like a good brother.

"You're welcome, we are partners!"

Palmer kept insisting.

"Good brothers who will live through life and death in the future!"