People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 458 Good Morning, Casimir

Markowitz took a deep breath.

He knew the doctor was right, but...

"Anyone who thinks it is unreasonable is excluded. This is what creates every reasonable history. Fortunately, I have accepted this truth. Don't you understand?"

Markovitz sat on the sofa, his elbows on his knees, his head slightly lowered, his hand against his forehead: "You are trying to challenge the entire Grand Knight Territory... No, the entire Casimir."

Opposite him, the doctor crossed his arms, and his gentle aura suddenly collapsed, turning into an unfathomable black abyss.

Just being in the same room with the Doctor in this state gave Markowitz the creeps.

"Markowitz, challenging a country is a foolish thing to do, and I won't do it," the doctor promised.

But his assurance made Markowitz feel inexplicably flustered.

He quickly steadied himself and tried to change the doctor's opinion:

“We may have other ways, I can help you, but not now.

The prime suspects in the accident last night were the infected people. You said we were murdering them. Wasn’t what they did last night also a murder?

If, I mean if, that power outage caused a car accident..."

"Markowitz."

The doctor interrupted him softly and said obediently: "I understand, I understand all this better than anyone else, and I feel more tormented than anyone else.

We cannot turn a blind eye to those tragedies just because we want to help those infected.

This is not as simple as helping an old lady cross the street. The conflict in Plot 0 is more complicated, but perhaps, we do have another way.”

"What method?" Markowitz asked subconsciously.

After asking, he felt a little regretful.

Because he didn't know if he was ready for this answer.

The doctor saw his panic and shook his head slowly, choosing not to give this answer:

"Xiao Ma, you don't have to face difficulties head-on. You just need to remember those three heavy black iron arrows. As for the rest, follow your heart. No matter what, you are my friend and a friend of Rhodes Island."

Markowitz heard the doctor's words that meant to send the guest away.

He stood up with some difficulty, and only then did he realize that his muscles were somewhat stiff, as if he had just been through a battle.

"Doctor, I hope you and I can prevent too many... deaths before things get too out of hand."

Markowitz forced out a sad smile: "Good people can have a good ending. Nowadays, it is something that needs to be fought for."

The Doctor said nothing.

Markowitz turned and left.

After Markowitz left, the doctor took his teacup and walked silently to the window.

He looked at the rising sun in the distant sky, took a sip, chuckled and said to himself:

"It's a new day. Good morning, Casimir. Are you ready?"

……

……

Markowitz felt that his luck seemed a little bad.

After hearing some scary remarks from the doctor, he returned to his office, but before he could recover, McGee came knocking on his door.

After seeing McGee's condition, Markowitz asked with concern:

"You look a little pale, what happened?"

McGee took a deep breath and checked to see if the door was closed before he walked over and sat down opposite Markowitz.

"Xuantie disappeared. All three people disappeared." McGee said in a deep voice.

"Oh."

McGee: ?

Markowitz realized that his reaction was a bit too calm, and he quickly coughed to cover it up, sat up straight and asked solemnly:

"There must be something else besides this. Can you tell me?"

McGee scratched his hair twice, making his carefully styled hair look a little messy:

“Although it’s kept secret, several senior executives of the Federation were assassinated during the blackout. The scene was very hasty and the clues point to the infected person, but I don’t think the infected person has such great ability.

Most of those who were assassinated were veterans of the Federation, and they all had a deep understanding of the No Heroes Alliance. "

"In other words... you suspect that the Heroless Alliance has betrayed you?" Markowitz touched his chin.

McGee was a little mad.

He didn't understand why Markowitz could remain so calm in the face of such an outrageous thing.

Markowitz pressed his hand, signaling McGee to calm down.

He didn't think McGee was too impetuous, nor did he think he was too calm.

It's purely because the two people's experiences these days are too different.

If McGee had also experienced the shock of the news about the Black Iron Arrow and the baptism of the Doctor, Markowitz believed that he would be able to deal with everything calmly at this moment.

"Calm down, McGee." Markowitz poured the tea himself and brought it to McGee. "I believe you are not here to complain to me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

McGee held the tea with a complicated expression.

Unconsciously, when facing Markowitz, he had already begun to be controlled by the opponent.

Is this guy gifted, or has he secretly learned skills from someone?

Why is the growth rate so fast?

McGee took a sip of tea, suppressed his doubts, and said in a deep voice:

"The board of directors was a little panicked. They decided not to wait any longer and to close the line on Qi Yan."

Markowitz took a sip of tea and chuckled:

"Didn't I take charge of Qi Yan before? Why did you ask me to tell you this time?

Never mind, these things are not important. I will naturally try my best to complete the tasks assigned by the leader, but has Qi Yan really taken the bait? "

McGee's pressure was doubled by Markowitz's two small combos, and all his prepared remarks were blocked in his stomach for a moment.

He could only laugh dryly, nodded in agreement, and then left in shame.

After McGee left, Markowitz slowly drank the tea in the cup and then stood up.

"Today is the match for Qi Yan to advance to the quarterfinals. The board of directors should be using this opportunity to create momentum for Qi Yan and extend an olive branch."

Markowitz picked out a plain white dress and slowly picked up the terminal to arrange his upcoming travel tasks.

Soon, a special car escorted Markovitz to the national arena of the Grand Knight Territory.

Arriving with him was the heater that had been arranged for Qi Yan before departure.

Massive media outlets were like floodgates being opened, frantically reporting on how terrifyingly powerful the Little White Knight was. He surpassed the Blood Knight and the Brilliant Knight, and was definitely the hot candidate for this year's championship knight.

Even in the Knights' athletics betting, Qi Yan's odds, which had already hit rock bottom, began to plummet again.

This move quickly attracted the attention of a large number of viewers.

"Oh no, everyone hurry up and buy in, if we're a step late we'll lose a lot of money!"

"That's not a loss of profit, that's a huge loss of money!"

"This trend is too obvious. It must be the Federation that has taken action. Everyone, hurry up and hold on to this thigh. You can earn as much as you can. I have already staked all my property on it!"

"It's so funny! Not only did I mortgage all my belongings, I even borrowed money from all my relatives and friends who could lend me money!"

The enthusiastic audience was like crazy, trying their best to put money on Qi Yan's handicap, trying to get the last profit before Qi Yan's odds fell to the bottom.

Even Ye Zong, who was watching the game, was eager to take advantage of the opportunity to make a small fortune.

But she was smart and took a special look at Qi Lin before buying.

Qi Lin's fingers moved quickly on the terminal, and he put all his money into... the odds that the Little White Knight would lose.