Primordial Sequence

Hearing this shocking news, Kamius suddenly felt mixed emotions in her heart. It was not that she had no family, she also had an unknown sister.

"Is she okay? Is she safe?"

Looking at Camus' caring expression, the owl nodded, "You are friends of the forest. The powerful existence of the Autumn Forest will protect her safety. If she knows that I have found you, she will be very happy and will come to you. of."

"No, just let her stay there. Don't let her come out of the Autumn Forest. Someone is targeting us. When I take care of it, I will pick her up personally."

Looking at Camus' serious face, the owl nodded, "Okay, Mr. Camus, I will help you convey your message. I wish you good luck."

Seeing that the cat returned to normal and the shadow behind him disappeared, Camus sighed, closed the Eye of Truth, and walked upstairs.

"despair……"

The footsteps of leather shoes woke up Aunt Lundy who was taking a nap. After he saw Camus, he sat up with a smile on his face. "Good afternoon, Mr. Relimon Camio, have you recovered from your illness? Your family came to look for you a week ago. Have you been able to contact them?"

Camus smiled and looked at Mrs. Lundy on the recliner, "Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Lundy, I'm fine. As for my relatives, he has gone back. I wish you a sweet dream. I won't disturb your sleep. Go up first." ”

"Oh, good luck and praise the sun god."

"Praise to the Sun God".

"Click"

Kamiao opened the door of his house and looked at the green buds on the window sill and laughed dumbly. He hadn't been home for so long, and a new guest had moved into his house.

After putting the things on the bed, Camus knocked on the door next door with a gift.

"Dong dong...Mr. Kruda Mossi, are you at home?"

The knock on the door echoed in the corridor, surprising the cockroaches in the corner. There was a rustling sound of paper in the room, and a surprising face appeared in Camus' eyes.

"Oh, Sun God, Mr. Moxie, what's wrong with you?"

I saw that our pigeon man, Mr. Mosi, had completely changed. The thick dark circles under his eyes were as if drawn with ink, and his thin body was like a skin and bones, trembling slightly. After seeing Camus, his dull eyes fluctuated. After a while.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my life has not been very good recently. Please come in, Mr. Camus."

"hiss"

As the kerosene lamp lit up the dark room, a rotten musty smell plus some ink smell filled the room. There were crumpled newspapers and manuscripts on the floor and sofa, and there were also people lying on the bed not far away. Mark of.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Mosey, are you okay? You don't look like you're doing well? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Moxi moved his pointed beak, straightened the white feathers on his head, quickly arranged the sofa, and invited Kamius to sit down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Camus, I didn't expect you to come. I was dealing with something recently, so I was a little forgetful of sleep and food. Would you like coffee or black tea?"

Kamiao frowned at the shaky Moxi and pointed to the sofa next to him.

"I'm sorry that I didn't make an appointment in advance. This is my gift to you. Maybe you can sit down and have a rest."

Moxxi took the gift and after seeing the mark on the box, he placed it on the table with a serious look on his face.

"I am very grateful for your expensive gift. The Croatian brand pen is the dream of every writer. Its value is only two months of my salary. Maybe I have to treat you to dinner."

Kamius looked at him with a smile, "Nothing is greater than the kindness of saving a life. This is what I should do. Are you rushing to catch up on some manuscript?"

Upon hearing this, Moxi quickly picked up some papers and handed them over.

"These damn entrepreneurs should be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. They are laying off employees of foreign races. Many citizens of foreign races have lost their jobs and are about to starve to death."

Speaking of this, Moxi looked at another piece of paper bitterly, "A young alien girl, who lost the material to survive due to layoffs, starved to death in the lowest street. A cat employee of a mercury factory lost her life." source of income, the family jumped into the Rhine.”

Speaking of this, Moxi's cloudy eyes shed tears, "Aren't they pitiful? Do you know how many people starved to death on the streets in these seven days? Do you know how many employees worked overtime for seven consecutive days just to eat? You Do you know how many young girls have sold their souls without seeing hope? Do you know how much they paid for a weekly salary of 15 copper coins?”

Hearing this information, Camus was completely shocked. So many things happened during the time he was hospitalized?

Camus patted Moxi heavily on the shoulder, "Sorry, I'm deeply sorry for what happened. I think you should have a good rest."

Moxi suddenly hammered the table with all his strength and howled loudly.

"I know this is revenge, retaliation for our proposal to amend the "law" of the Republic, but have you seen that picture? Have you seen those workers at the bottom? I can't do anything."

"We are just the elite who live in the central area. If we don't have to, we will not go to those dirty lower streets and never see their pain."

Kamiu wanted to comfort him again, but he couldn't speak as soon as he said it. He could only listen to Moxi's crying quietly, and only spoke calmly after he stopped crying.

"Don't you care about those alien congressmen and extraordinary beings?"

Moxi raised his head, "In Caddick City, human entrepreneurs account for 80%. There are 17 council members, and only 7 alien council members, including the deceased council member Dam Yangxi, 4 out of the 7 council members. They are all civilian members without any power, that is, puppets. Even if it is the mayor of a foreign race who comes to power, he has no right to amend the "laws". What do you think we can do? "

"Other extraordinary organizations have sworn to the gods of their respective beliefs not to participate in any country's internal affairs and unrest. They only care about cultists. Who will take care of them?"

Kamiao suddenly understood when he heard this. No wonder Yang Xi wanted to cooperate with the cultists. No wonder there was turmoil in the city and major organizations looked on with cold eyes.

"Sorry, I understand your mood very well. I think you need the best dinner to restore your weak body."

"Oh, thank you. I really should treat you to lunch. Please wait for me."

Moxi wiped his face and opened the closed curtains. As the light came in, he squinted his eyes and began to take care of himself.

Kamiao looked at the tall smoke window outside the window, which was spitting out black smoke. The occasional airship passing by made a harsh roar, and the crowds of people hurried downstairs, wondering where their thoughts were wandering.

"Mr. Camoo, let's go."

After going downstairs, the two stopped a carriage, and Camus opened her mouth in advance to block Moxi's open mouth.

“Dear Sir,” Mr. J’s Restaurant, 55 Golden Oak. "

Upon hearing this, Moxi shook his head at Camus, "Mr. Camus, I don't think there is any need to go to that high-end restaurant. ..."

Camus looked at him with a smile and took off the top hat from his head, "It's my treat today, Mr. Moxey doesn't have to postpone it."

Moxi had no choice but to give up and look at the shop outside the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. J" has arrived, dear sir. "

"How much?"

"Mr. 1 copper and 3 black coins."