At exactly 4 a.m., the phone in Grande's office rang. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
This is what Zach was waiting for.
Zach had a bored heart and thought about why it was 4 o'clock in the morning. He really figured it out. This was an inconsistent time. For those who have not slept, it is too late; for those who have just woken up, it is too early. It happens to be a time that even if you are occasionally sad and unable to sleep, or occasionally inspiring and diligent in getting up early, you will miss it perfectly. This is probably the most peaceful moment in the world.
But it's the perfect moment to interrupt if you're going to make someone's life difficult. 4 a.m., remember.
Zach answered the phone.
"Why are you still alive?" As Louise said, she began to curse out of nowhere, "Do you know it's a waste of resources? Air, food, water, it would be great to save your share to support others..."
Zach raised an eyebrow. The voice on the phone was just as Louise said, weird, as if it had been specially processed. The pronunciation of each word had its own noisy background, making people... oh, making it impossible for the vampire to judge the real background sound.
"... You are like a pimple, you know. It makes people want to press two fingers on it, and then, biubiu~ watch you turn into green pus and spray out of the atmosphere... "
Haha, it was just like what Louise said, unreasonable and evil words. In an inexplicable way, it makes people... sick, confused, and want to laugh for some reason...
"... Sometimes I feel that if the sun doesn't rise tomorrow, it must be because of you. The sun doesn't want to see you, so it must be... "
Zach answered the call for a purpose, but for some reason, he didn't want to interrupt.
"... So why don't you just do us a favor and bury yourself. No, pollute the land. You know shit can nourish the land, but you are polluting... "
In the dark office, Zach just held the receiver and listened to these unrelated words with raised eyebrows. He was actually fascinated... Until Louise's voice sounded, "Tsk. In ten minutes, he will end on time and hang up." Stop. You've been listening for nine minutes. Did you forget something?"
Only then did Zach react. He opened his mouth, closed it, and tilted his head slightly, "You're not Root."
The ongoing cursing stopped abruptly, and there was still that strange voice, "No."
"Uh." Zach shook his head in the darkness, "You are just a hired guy, call here on time, right?"
"kindness."
"You probably don't even know who I am." Zach asked.
"I don't know, and this is just a pay phone." The voice on the receiver was not nervous at all, and just stated the facts to tell Zach on the receiver that he was not afraid of threats. And then a hint of...strange disappointment, "Now, I'm done."
Zach raised his eyebrows, "The employment content is that once I speak, the job will end?" Zach's reaction was really fast.
"yes."
Based on Zach's judgment up to this point, he was correct, so he continued to judge, "And this job will be taken over by another person."
"yes."
"Heh." Zach smiled, "I understand, you can hang up."
The phone actually hung up.
"What do you know?" It was Louise, leaning against the door in the dark and asking.
"Lute himself wouldn't do such a childish thing, but he needed to vent, so~" Zach began to dial, "Hire someone else to do it. Then." Zach shook his head, "He knows how persuasive I am. So as long as I respond, he will replace me." The dialing has been completed, waiting for the answer, "The result is that, with almost no effort, he makes me have to accept the call at four o'clock in the morning every day, just like the sun is about to rise, became a fact of my life.”
"Oh." Louise responded, "It's really... disgusting."
"This is his purpose. To disgust me." Zach waved his hand, "It's my kindness to wait for his call..." The waiting phone was picked up, and Zach made a gesture to Louise. Louise left consciously, and the space was given to Zach.
"Are you disturbing your meditation, Nick?" This was Zach's 'good morning' to another vampire at 4:09 in the morning.
"You you!" The pronunciation of the word "you you!" has undergone a very strong transition and emphasis on the way from consonant to cause. This is probably Nick's 'I'm uneasy' to Zach.
"You live in my villa." Zach leaned back in his chair with a very relaxed posture. Yes, the number Zach dialed was his 200-year-old villa in Vega. "How about at least being a little grateful~" But Zach was pretty sure the call would be answered. How sure
Remember how many times Zach guessed that Nick would apply for that villa in Lesembla? 365*100*4. This unrealistic number speaks volumes.
There was a 'tsk' sound on the other side of the receiver. 'Then, "Are you okay? Can you call me at this time?" If everything Zach did in the West taught Nick any lesson, it must be that Zach doesn't do things for no reason.
"I do." Zach nodded into the air, "Remember what I told you, I want to reunite the thirteen clans."
"How could I forget!" He was so gloomy and a little cold.
"What's the current status of Cappadocia?" Zach deliberately changed the subject.
"Tsk. What do you want?" He was actually impatient, "Even if you want to improve your status, it will take time! How to suppress Zimich and compensate Revrohe, *!" He swore, "With me!" Nick obviously didn't want to To elaborate on this point, it is understandable. After all, status is a thing. If someone goes up, someone will go down. "And the adjustment of the alien employment price list that is common knowledge in the west! You have felt it yourself. This is already the foundation of western society! It won't be so Easy to change!"
"Then it will change very quickly." Zach was not prepared to be excited with Nick, "Because, I decided to hand over my conspiracy to the Sabbat~" This sentence sounds weird, in every sense, " It’s not me, Toledo, but the Sabbat who reunites the thirteen clans. How does that sound?”
After a moment of silence on the other side of the receiver, "It sounds like you're doing some shit again!"
Let's be objective. This is the magic of 4 a.m. No one can be at peace at this hour.
"Yes, I do shit." Zach didn't mind and went along, "The foreign vampires in the middle, as I explained last time, contain the vampire bloodline that the Sabbat lacks in the thirteen clans. Yes. Right. But since I have exposed my conspiracy, I will definitely not use it. Then, just leave it there and waste it? No, Bruch's blood, the blood of the twin clans Set and Assamat Hey, there may be Gangluo, and maybe there are scattered Rimel and Nofele. And I believe that as long as we work hard to find it, there will be no shortage of Mokawi's blood~"
There was no sound on the other side of the receiver, but Zack continued
"If the Sabbat collected the blood of these clans and gathered all thirteen clans..." He smiled, "There can be no Fan Zhuo from other clans. I have his blood. And I am a member of the Sabbat, so mine, He's also from the Sabbat~" Fortunately, it's not breakfast time yet. "After gathering the thirteen clans, are Barton's Rimel, Nofele, and Gangro still in trouble? Think about it, Nick, think about it."
The receiver finally broke out, "Why do you always make me think! I'm not good at understanding you! Don't you know better!"
Uh, please, don't let the conversation get back to those four centuries of disappointment. As far as we know now, the Giovanni clan, the true misanthropes who have solidly accomplished the great cause of destroying the world, have done a very good job. He is no one's 'disappointment'.
"I don't have Root's contact information." Zach's answer was truthful enough. "It's not like I can call Vega's mayor's hotline and he will get the call. If I don't let you think about it, who else can I let you think about?" .”
"Well, now I regret reminiscing with you!" I should regret it, I should have left Zach alone in the west... But what's the point in that, isn't it~
"It's too late to regret. You know very well that you agree with me." Nick is not stupid, everyone can see this. He just habitually likes to say "Leave it to Lesembra", so, " Now, convey this to Root..."
"*! Say it again, I'll record it." This guy... forget it, everyone has their own way of living. Maybe Nick is the kind of guy who is unwilling to make decisions. After all, if he had taken the initiative four centuries ago, the disappointment would have been gone, and he would have been able to personally participate in the genocide of Toledo~" The next Sabbat meeting will be handed over to Lu…”
"Interrupted. Next time?" Zach counted the time and it was next week. Obviously it wasn't what Zach wanted. Wrong, it was what the fallen angel Jessica wanted. If anyone didn't understand what Zach meant when he said "I'll think about it~" to Jessica yesterday, you can understand it now. The fallen angel should not be willing to wait, then, "No, today. I want Root to know this today."
"Tsk. We just had a Sabbat meeting, and I don't want to go see Lesembula so soon!"
"Why? Don't you want Zmich and Revro to think that you have selfish motives in reestablishing the status of the Sabbat?" This is more to the point. Looking at what Nick said earlier, he said that Lesembra needs to coordinate the changes in the status of the clan. The influence of various clans, isn't it, suppression and compensation.
"Yes!" He admitted simply.
"Coward." Zach also said simply, "No wonder he was once called the necromancer who brought disaster, because he was used to being secretive. Giovanni's nature has not changed as expected, he is still the same group of grave diggers. The Plague Spreaders, to this day, still have not grasped the true meaning of class and are willing to vassalize the Alliance.”
It's unlikely that anyone would fall for such an obvious provocation. Unless, it's more specific.
"Lesembra controls politics, Tsimich is closely related to the military, what do you have, industry? Politics and the military are the upper class forever in history, industry is nothing, a baby, a baby born less than a hundred years ago. "Only a guy with immortality can say something like this, "Coward. Always choose the weakest one."
Nick succeeded in this provocation.
"Shut up!"
Zach gave Nick time to adjust his emotions, and then said, "Today, I want LeSembra to contact me today, through Hamilton." This is necessary because, uh, you can imagine the relationship between Root and Zach now. Can any communication be completed between? However, from the perspective of the Sabbat, it is considered normal to use Hamilton to communicate with Zach.
Finally, Nick had some judgment of his own, "Even if the Sabbat is preparing to reunite the Thirteen Clans, you don't need to participate." This means that there is no need to contact Zach.
"You are wrong. I have the most perfect way to help us select foreign vampires that we can accept. You can't be so naive as to think that the Sabbat will find a home for every one of those secretly abandoned 'orphans'. We need Choice. Better yet, we let them choose."
"I can't keep up now." Nick had calmed down, but the conversation really went into a place that he couldn't understand.
"Now I can only talk about fallen angels and angels." Zach wanted to save the rest of his words to pass between Hamilton and Jessica. There was no need to tell Nick, so he emphasized, "Today, let Hamilton contact me."
"Tsk. I'll try my best."
"Try your best." Zach left his last words, "Hang up." Put down the receiver.
In fact, it doesn't need to end so hastily. Zach can feel that Nick wants to say something more, but there is movement on Grande's side.
It came from the living area.
Zach left the office, went downstairs, and stood on the back porch in total darkness, watching Old Hank lead the two people out of the living area.
Grande has a job? Well, the gray one, after all, it’s this time.
Several humans clearly didn't see Zack in the darkness. But looking at the two people Old Hank was leading, they all looked clumsy as if they hadn’t woken up, and Old Hank himself was also, hey, using a cane...
Zach stepped down the back porch helplessly and said, "Need help? I'm awake."
Old Hank's body trembled obviously, and he immediately sounded like thunder exploding in the dark night, "*! You are going to scare people to death!!"
"Sorry, I forgot to turn on the light." Zach curled his lips, "Go out?" Looking at Old Hank, he continued to walk towards the warehouse that was now empty and only used as a parking lot. "I'm free and can help." He glanced at the two The employee who was still awake gave an obvious signal to Old Hank: "If there is really a job, these two will be a burden. You are like this too. Don't lose your temper. I'm the one who should be looking for. You're welcome." '
"No need for you!"
Why.
However, it's really not necessary. Probably Zach's sincerity had some effect. Old Hank at least finished his sentence, "He was a client from yesterday. He just went to pick up the body."
"Uh, pick it up at this time?" Is it a corpse that can't wait, such as an accident? You can't leave a pile of minced meat at the scene to scare society or occupy the hospital's resources, right? But, no, how could there be a daytime appointment for someone who had an accident
Old Hank answered patiently, without stopping, after urging the employees to get on the bus, "The man was in a vegetative state. He had the tube removed today and died completely, so the family contacted me." He frowned, probably With Old Hank's world-experienced eyes, he was a little uncomfortable with this matter, "The hospital wants to take the man's organs, and the body will be released only after the operation. The family members seemed to have collapsed after the phone call just came in. The hospital asked Let's pick up the body." Old Hank got in the car and said, "Lead the family members away to prevent people from making trouble in the hospital."
Zach didn't quite understand one thing and stood by the car window, "We don't listen to the hospital's instructions."
"Derek." Old Hank said his name. "He is the doctor who removed the heart. He is also being harassed by his family members."
Well, enough explains Old Hank's positivity.
Zach asked one more question, "How did the family collapse?"
Old Hank started the car and answered, "The body, there's nothing left."
again.
It is still a truth that only aliens who have eternal life and have a worldview similar to humans, that is, truly integrate and live among humans, or immortal aliens, can detect it.
Human beings really haven't changed much. How many eras have passed, the upper-level groups still control everything below.