After driving off the ring road for about 20 minutes, the navigation indicated that the location had been reached.
Roland looked around, but found that there was no building nearby that could sit on top of the hospital. Instead, he saw several new buildings with gorgeous shapes that were comparable to art exhibition halls.
"It's here." Garcia nodded.
"Are you sure?" Roland dubiously drove the car to the entrance, noticing the large characters of Rhine Green Field Sanatorium hanging on the wall.
"Of course, because every newcomer I brought over basically had the same reaction as you."
A few burly men in suits and leather shoes and wearing sunglasses quickly walked out from behind the gate, and surrounded the car from left to right. One of them knocked on the window glass, "Sorry, this is a private property and no parking service is provided."
Roland couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, hello... Why is he being treated like this again? Did he say that he was here to park the car and that he couldn't visit the patient after opening the bread
He was about to take out his hunting license and call him in the face, but Garcia rolled down the window and handed over a card, "It's not long since I bought the car, and the license plate hasn't been registered yet, so please register it."
The other party was obviously stunned. After taking the card, he glanced at the car again and turned back to the monitoring room. When he came out again, his attitude was completely different, "I'm sorry, Miss Garcia, the car you registered before was not this one, that's why we did it."
"Isn't it normal to change cars?" Garcia interrupted the other party calmly.
"That's true... too." The man looked at Roland again, "May I ask who this is..."
"My driver."
The atmosphere at the scene became a little stiff for a while, and in the end it was the leader who responded first, "I understand, I'll add a new license plate number for you now."
Soon, the gate opened, Roland released the clutch, and the van slowly drove into the gate of the sanatorium with the thumping exhaust sound.
Through the rearview mirror, he could probably guess the feelings of the gang.
The only way to change the car is to change the bread, and insist on hiring a driver. Garcia is probably the most abject martial artist they have ever seen...
"Well, I thought you wouldn't lie."
"That's because you don't know me," Garcia shrugged. "I'm not as rigid as you think if I have nothing to do with principles. Besides, you are a member of the association, but the ID card has not been issued yet. ."
"Isn't a hunting license okay?"
"Except for a few people, the specific holder of the license has always been a secret of the association, which is diametrically opposed to the star martial artist." Garcia replied earnestly, "Although it represents the affirmation and entrustment of the association, it will also improve the The risk of being sniped. In the history of the association, there have been several records of fallen demons besieging martial artists, and the latter were basically hunters who exposed their identities.”
That is to say, as long as he discloses his identity, the fallen demons will send the natural core to the door endlessly
However, considering the safety of Zero and other people in Cheongzi Community, Roland finally gave up the idea.
After meeting with Lan, he could no longer simply treat people in the dream world as illusory NPCs.
Entering the interior of the sanatorium, Roland discovered that it was a unique place. Not to mention the huge area, small bridges, flowing water, gardens and grasslands, and even road signs such as hot springs, swimming pools, and golf courses. Compared with some high-end scenic spots Not inferior.
Sure enough, poverty limited his imagination.
Even if he became the king of Greycastle, he never thought that the hospital could be built like this.
The inpatient building is located in the center of the nursing home. Judging from the shape of the glass curtain wall, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a star-rated hotel.
The two walked into the hall, and a burly man like a mountain stepped forward to meet him. He was about forty years old, his skin was bronze-colored, and the bulging muscles on his body held up the martial arts robe. The force fluctuations were also very obvious, and Roland felt the pressure from ten meters away.
"He is the master's master." Garcia said in a low voice, and then the visitor lowered his head slightly, "Guard Your Excellency..."
"About Lan, I'm sorry." Pan Shi squatted down, holding her shoulders with both hands, and said solemnly, "I failed to protect her well."
When she mentioned Lan, Garcia's expression became a little sad, she shook her head, "It's not your fault... When she was still alive, she often said that Martial Daoists would one day sacrifice their lives to fight erosion, if they were afraid , is not qualified to be a member of the association at all."
"She taught a good disciple," Pan Shi sighed, "don't worry, I will definitely make those intruders pay the price."
"I am also willing to do my part to expel erosion."
Rock nodded approvingly, stood up and looked at Roland, "You should be the expert at hunting down demons, Mr. Roland. The first time I met, I was Rock, one of the four guards of Prism City."
"Hello," Roland took the initiative to shake hands with the other party.
"Thanks to your activity, the contradiction between the old and the new factions has been eased. I must thank you for this." Rock said frankly, "Please continue to protect this world in the future."
"It is obligatory." Roland replied decisively.
How dare he dig the corner of his dream world without completely eradicating these guys
This sentence also cheered Garcia's mood a lot, and there is probably a feeling that the person he brought out is finally on the road.
At three o'clock, the visitation activity officially started. The entire team was about twenty people, led by Pan Shi. Obviously, Prism City did not let the high-level people come out, but selected some representative characters, such as star martial arts. Jiafei speaks cold.
To be honest, Roland felt a little guilty when he saw her. After all, in the last joint extermination operation, he not only let Ling knock all the survivors unconscious, but also accidentally let Fei Yuhan hear the clue. Originally, I was ready to deny the account, but I didn't expect that the other party did not raise any objection. But he will never think that the other party has forgotten this matter.
Therefore, on the way to visit, Roland kept the furthest distance from Fei Yuhan as much as possible, and would not speak if he could. Fortunately, she was very popular with everyone, no matter which room she went to, she was the focus of attention, but she didn't have the time to confront him.
Shaking hands with the wounded and encouraging a few words is almost the whole process of the activity. Since Garcia was not in the team, and he was also a newcomer to the association, he didn't know almost any of the top executives, so the whole event was not so much a visit, but rather a familiar face with the guards. I am afraid that the other party came to him because of this consideration.
"The injured person in the next room is called Vakiris." The doctor who accompanied him glanced at the directory. "She was seriously injured before, and she should have been given a good rest. But since you are here, go in and take a look. Now, if you can, please try to be as quiet as possible."
"Of course, the recovery of the members of the association is the most important." Rock nodded and opened the door.
The wards in the building are all single rooms, and the area is larger than the residence in Tongzilou, which can easily accommodate more than 20 people. Roland walked at the end of the line as usual, and only stepped forward when it was his turn to shake hands.
But when he looked at each other in the crowd, he couldn't help being surprised.
That face was extremely familiar, as if he had seen slender eyebrows, cold eyes, a high nose bridge, and just the right lip shape before. It was absolutely exquisite, even on azure skin. Not inferior, or rather, more special.
He was stunned for a while before searching for the source of this familiarity in his mind.
That's exactly what he saw in the memory fragments of the package building.
A promotion ceremony held in Devil's City, the host of which resembles the Vakiris in front of him!
Roland almost thought that the high-level devil also broke through the barrier of the dream world, and came here from the fragmented world behind the door.
But when he suppressed his shock and looked at each other carefully, he found that the two were not exactly the same.
The biggest difference is that the other party's forehead is bright and clean, and there is no vertical third eye.