Klein replied in a low voice: "I have a cold..."

There was no smile in his words.

Mike let go of his fingers, walked into the room, and said to the two surprised girls, "I'm a reporter, and I want to interview a laundry woman."

The girl who was rubbing her clothes numbly shook her head: "We have a lot to do, we can't delay."

Mike's interview request was thus denied.

He came out with a heavy expression, and walked back to the street silently.

After looking at it, he pursed his lips and said, "Let's continue."

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In the City of Silver, Derrick Berg, who had auditory and visual hallucinations, was brought to the bottom of the round tower after a detailed examination.

��The residents who have signs of losing control are housed here, and various methods are used to try to save them.

Walking in the gloomy and dim corridor, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably chilly.

"Help!"

There was such a scream in a closed room.

"save��"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the surrounding area was silent.

In this... such a strange silence, the first thought that came to Derrick Berg when he came back to his senses was to save people.

However, the two guards who sandwiched him didn't respond at all, it seemed that everything just now was just his hallucination.

"There are people calling for help." The young Derrick reminded the two Dawn Knights.

Walking on his left, the tall knight in silver full-body armor responded calmly, "Don't be fooled."

"That's just the normal behavior of some transcendent beings who are on the verge of losing control."

Yeah? Maybe he just didn't want to give up and turned into a monster out of control, that's why he screamed for help... Derrick thought sadly.

With the change of his mood, the illusory rumble in his ear became more and more obvious.

He walked forward a few steps in silence, and the Dawn Knight just now pointed to a door on the left and said, "You are staying here for a while, and we will deliver food and medicine on time."

While speaking, he took out an iron black vial.

This kind of bottle is woven from the straw-like things left by black-faced grass, the staple food of the City of Silver. When it encounters liquid, it will produce a film, so as to achieve the effect of waterproof and sealing.

Derrick took the bottle of potion, and Gulu drank it, only to feel a burst of coolness slide down the esophagus and enter the stomach pouch.

His whole body quickly became quiet, the shaking scene in front of him returned to stability, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears gradually weakened.

bang!

With the sound of the iron door being closed and locked, Derrick entered the room that belonged to him.

The first thing he saw was a candle flickering with a dim yellow light, and then he clearly identified the low bed, chairs and square table. JrNovels.com