After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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Ugh!

Although... you have your own difficulties, since you're going against me, you'll just have to take the beating!

Spah's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he climbed onto the windowsill.

Do do! Do do do do...

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from behind.

Spall paused for a moment, then instinctively turned around, gripped his golden bat, and assumed a fighting stance.

Through the dark corridor, Spa could vaguely see a wisp of golden hair, and Dodo Dodo ran over.

A little girl ran up to the crowd.

The girl wore a felt hat and a dark brown leather vest.

It is worth noting that she has a pair of big green eyes that blink with a lively and clever expression.

Was the child I saw in the hallway just now her?

It's not haunted at all.

Spall muttered to himself.

"Big brother! Big brother! Over here! Over here!"

The little girl waved and then ran away.

Spall was puzzled, but he followed anyway.

He saw the girl turn into a guest room and run all the way to the end, until she stopped when she encountered a cabinet.

"Waaah, where's the crack? Let Hook take a look!"

The girl sucked her thumb, muttered to herself, and her head scanned the entire cabinet like a scanner.

After a short while, Hook stopped and scanned the area.

Spall followed her gaze and saw a gap in the edge of the bookcase.

Is this... the gap she was referring to?

It doesn't look like it has any secret passages or mechanisms.

Spah was increasingly confused, but then he saw Hook's hands pressed tightly together, forming claws. His left claw inserted into the gap, while his right claw reached towards the adjacent cabinet, gripping its edge tightly.

"Hey!"

Hook shouted.

The next second, something surprising happened to Spa.

The cabinets split apart from the left and right sides, rumbling and shaking off gray-black dust.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough..."

Hooke coughed repeatedly.

Spall was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected that such strength was hidden within the other's petite frame.

I thought... only I, as a child, could do something like this.

Spall rolled his eyes, his curiosity about Hook growing even stronger.

However, now is not the time to be curious.

Hook chuckled, slightly turned aside to make way, revealing a ventilation duct.

A black fence, covered in dust, hung over the pipe. Through the fence, Spa smelled a putrid stench, like that of a corpse.

Is this... a ventilation duct that hasn't been used for many years?

vomit!

"Climb over this pipe, and you can slip out of the Goethe Hotel. Hook discovered this place when he was playing hide-and-seek."

Hook put his hands on his hips and approached Spa, looking like an orange cat begging for praise.

Spah reached out and gently stroked Hook's forehead.

The girl squinted and made snoring noises. After rubbing for a while, Hook chuckled, turned around, and ran to the pipe.

"call"

She blew a breath, scattering the dust on the fence, and then, like a house cat catching a mouse, she scurried inside.

Spah called out to Pera and crawled inside, only to see Hook scurrying away like a mouse, disappearing into the distance.

"Big brother, big sister, hurry up!"

Hook shouted.

Spah followed closely behind, and Pera did not slack off either.

Although Hook was small and used to tunneling, both Spa and Pera had undergone military training and soon caught up with him.

"Wow! That's amazing! Hook clearly climbed with all his might."

The girl stuck out her tongue.

Seeing the girl's adorable appearance, Spa's heart melted with sweetness, like he had eaten chocolate.

However, being a seasoned veteran of the martial world, he remained vigilant, his eyes fixed on Hook, and he asked softly:

"Answer me! Why are you helping us?"

"Help...wait, do you need a reason for something like this?"

Hook scratched his head, put his fingertip to his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "These are all things the old witch taught me!"

Chapter 76 Wanting to Eat Pera's Money

old witch?

This title is too suspicious.

Is she a wizard from an indigenous planet?

Or is he the mastermind behind the lower levels? Or, like Sambo, a destiny traveler from the universe?

Spall was suspicious. He always liked to make connections, and in a short moment, all sorts of possibilities popped into his mind.

However, when he glanced over and saw Hook's innocent expression, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Typically... if a child is naughty, they will give all sorts of unpleasant nicknames to the elders who are in charge of them.

I did the same thing in my past life.

Thinking this through, Spall stopped pondering it and instead lowered his voice, gently asking Hook:

"What did your elder teach you?"

The old witch said: "Hook, if you truly hope to see the stars one day, then you must unite all that can be united!"

Hook shook his head and pursed his lips:

"The old witch's explanation is too profound; I don't understand it."

However, I know that everyone has their own thoughts and their own difficulties. We should be tolerant, not confrontational...

"Oh, that's what the old witch said too."

"..."

Spah fell silent. He hadn't expected that such a magnanimous person could exist on such a remote planet.

It seems... Ariello isn't as stubborn as I thought.

Spall stopped talking and followed closely behind Hook.

Before long, he saw a white light appear at the end of the dark passage, and the light grew brighter and brighter.

"Big brother, big sister, climb faster!"

Hook gave a shout and sped up, his body rubbing against the metal pipes, making a clanging sound.

Spa also accelerated and followed closely behind.

Before long, he saw a metal fence standing in front of him. White light shone through the gaps in the metal.

"Hey!"

Hooke applied a little force and removed the metal grille; 镏:?I厁贰宭栅.

"Clang! The air of freedom!"

The little girl jumped down, stretched out her arms, her little fists facing the sky, and yawned.

Spah, however, was not so reckless.

He peeked out slightly, scanned the surroundings, and only after making sure no one was nearby did he take Pera's hand and jump out of the pipe.

blah blah blah!

Spa walked on the rocky ground, his gaze sweeping across the area. He found it dark and empty except for trash cans.

The shouts and curses of the mob drifted from afar, leaving only faint echoes that seeped into the deserted alley.

It looks like we've gotten away from the storm's vortex.

Spah muttered to himself, waved, signaled Pera to follow, and then walked ahead, leaving the alley.

Tap tap! Tap tap tap tap tap...

The three of them jogged away, getting further and further away from the Goethe Hotel.

"Here! The Iron Guards are here! Don't let them escape!"

A gruff voice rang out, and Spa saw a burly man raise his fist and charge toward him.

Behind the burly man, dozens of rioters rushed forward, kicking up dust and smoke, like old ladies grabbing discounted vegetables.

"Go this way!"

Hook waved and disappeared into an alleyway.

Spare's eyes darted around, and he followed suit, rushing into the alleyway.

After navigating three bends, Spa ran out of the alley and onto the wide street.

However, before he could even catch his breath, more than a dozen rioters rushed out and blocked his way.

Spah turned his head, only to find that his way back was also blocked.

Your persistent harassment is simply courting death!

A flash of bloodlust appeared in Spa's eyes.

A cold wind swept through the air with a "whoosh," scattering the pebbles on the ground with a pattering sound.

The mob grinned maliciously, their shovels gleaming coldly.

Spa's eyes were icy cold, as if he wanted to freeze the air around him into a block of ice.

Spah raised the iron bar.

"Stop! Stop fighting! If anyone in the lower districts is having any difficulties, I will report it to the High Guardian!"

Pera pressed down on Spa's arm.

Spah frowned, thinking that even at this critical moment, Pera still hadn't grasped the situation.

Is it a matter of habitual thinking?

What kind of ideological imprint did the Great Guardian instill in his subordinates?

Although they hadn't met yet, in Spa's eyes, the Great Guardian of Belberg was already a corpse.

"Report it to higher authorities? When has the higher-ups ever cared about our lives?"

The bald man at the head of the group grinned maliciously.

He cracked his wrist, making a crisp crunching sound, and walked step by step toward Spa and his companion.

The bald man picked up a stone and shouted:

"I think that given how indifferent the upper echelons are to us, they wouldn't even notice if a Guard died here, would they?"