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

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Spall liked Pera's attitude and, without any hesitation, explained his earlier speculations in detail.

Pera pricked up his ears, not daring to miss a single word.

She knew that, given this extraterrestrial's level of expertise, no matter how outrageous his words were, she had to treat them as the truth and process them carefully.

At first, Pera listened attentively, her expression unchanged. But as she listened, her face turned from white to green, and then from green to yellow.

"The Star Core Crisis caused the eternal winter and the rift in Yalilo. Even the Ocean of Memories, the strange events in the city... were all caused by the Star Core?"

Pera's head was buzzing, and she couldn't digest it all at once.

"If the stellar core crisis continues, this planet will likely be destroyed within six months. And that's a conservative estimate..."

"Don't say anything, I understand." Pera pursed her lips.

"What I really want to ask is, besides the Goethe Hotel, is there any other place that might connect to the Ocean of Memories?"

"I'll think about this kind of place..."

Pera clenched her teeth and pushed up her glasses.

But half a day passed and she still couldn't imagine anything.

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of Belloborg, nor do I have a corresponding location in Belloborg. Why don't you try the theater..."

"Don't listen to her. Going to the theater won't yield any clues."

A lewd male voice reached Pella's ears.

Pera was furious. She raised her head and looked around, but saw no one.

"Ha! Sambo! You masked fool, you've finally shown yourself? I thought you were trying to hide from me all along."

Spa raised his head, his head facing the corner of the ruins.

Pera, curious, glanced in that direction, but suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep past her, and Spa disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was holding a blue-haired man in his hand.

The man wore a red and white jacket, and his green eyes darted around like a wolf, revealing a deep cunning.

"Help! I was just trying to be helpful, is it common for them to randomly arrest innocent people these days? Where are the guards? Aaaaaah!"

Sambo made a sound like a pig being slaughtered.

Pera pursed her lips, feeling guilty, and moved towards Spa.

"Beautiful female guard, save me. Help..."

Pera's eyes met Sambo's pupils.

Snapped!

She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Sangbo across the face, leaving a bright red handprint.

"No! Why are you, Iron Guard, hitting people?"

"I'm hitting you! Give me back the money you cheated out of me!"

Pera yelled and kicked Sambo in the stomach.

She initially felt some pity for Sambo when she heard his wailing, but upon seeing his face up close, a host of unpleasant memories came to mind.

"You actually lied to me! This ancient snowfield detection equipment, supposedly from before the eternal winter, was only 998! I bought it to study it, and it turned out to be just a bunch of broken appliances!"

Pera used both hands and feet, becoming increasingly anxious as he fought:

"Bronya and Lingbao both laughed at me for this, they laughed at me for two whole months, to the point that I was afraid to go out and was even going to write my resignation to Crippleburg! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Pera hit harder and harder, his face turning red.

"and many more!"

Spa reached out and stopped Pera, squinted at Sambo, and reached into his pocket.

With a forceful thrust of his arm, he slammed Sambo to the ground, then brandished his brush with his right hand, drawing two long snakes that hurtled straight toward Sambo's face.

In an instant, Sangbo's face turned pale.

(lll) "No, no, no! I have the information you want. Can't you show some respect? At least don't unleash snakes to bite people!"

Sambo yelled, "If you mess with me again, I won't say anything more!"

"Then you'd better think this through."

Spall sneered, and the green snake slithered and wrapped around Sambo's wrist. Another snake coiled around his waist, dragging him along until it was tied to a rock.

"Although you have intelligence, the initiative is not in your hands. I have plenty of ways to make you confess!"

Spa looked down at Sambo from his elevated position.

That imposing figure, when seen by Pella, exuded an aura of authority that rivaled even that of the Great Guardian.

Huh? No, that's not right!

How could the aura of the Great Guardian possibly compare to that of Spallanzani?

Spana felt... as if he had controlled the lives of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of people!

Is this what the strongest beings in the universe are like?

Pera swallowed hard.

Kospata had no idea what Pera was thinking. He simply moved closer to Sambo, step by step, half of his face hidden in the shadows.

He bent down, took off Sambo's boots, and pulled out a needle.

Sambo's face turned from pale to white, and he trembled all over.

Spah curled his lips, picked up the sharp needle, brought it close to Sambo's feet, and touched the skin there.

"Ouch!"

Sambo cried out in anguish.

Kosper's needle did not pierce the skin, but instead gently grazed the surface of the skin before being withdrawn.

He pulled another transparent jar out of his pocket.

Sambo trembled as he shifted his gaze and saw that the can was filled with a sticky, orange-yellow liquid.

On the outside of the can, there was a white paper sticker with the word "honey" written on it.

In an instant, Sambo knew what Spa was going to do.

"No, no! No, no, no! Please don't do this... I surrender! I'll tell you, okay?"

Sambo wept bitterly.

"Insincere! Rejected!"

Spah grinned mischievously, then had the Wo'er Umbrella Eight-Pointed Needle insert into the jar, pick out the orange honey, and gently smear it on Sambo's feet.

“Ouch! Ouch…”

Sambo felt a chill on his feet, and an intense itch shot from his feet to his brain, but with his hands restrained, he couldn't scratch it.

That's too ruthless... The company's executives are too ruthless!

He wanted to cry, but his mouth was itchy, so he burst into laughter.

()

The next second, Sambo was surprised to find that Spah had once again picked up Ma Liang's brush and drawn a goat.

"younger sister……"

The goat bleated and grinned mischievously as it trudged through the snow toward Sambo and lowered its head.

"No! No! Help!"

Sambo shouted, but the goat didn't react.

It simply lowered its head and licked the soles of Sambo's feet.

Chapter 71 Cocolia is a Little Loli

So tired, so tired, so tired...

The goat flicked its tongue out like an electric motor, aiming for the softest spot on Sambo's soles and licking it repeatedly.

"Haha, hahahahahaha..."

Sambo laughed wildly.

As a joyful traveler, Sambo loves to laugh, but now, the last thing he wants to do is burst into laughter.

He was in pain, tears streaming down his face. But no matter how much he cried, in other people's eyes, he was still a cheerful child.

Pera was dumbfounded.

She truly never imagined that such a heinous and outrageous form of punishment existed in the world.

Could this be... a big shot from the universe?

The methods are really quite...

Um... that's really creative!

"There is a planet in the universe called Blue Star."

Spall squinted and muttered to himself, "There was a king on the planet who, to punish his minister, stripped him naked and tied him to a forest. It was a very hot day, and the forest was full of mosquitoes, all of which swarmed over the minister..."

"Please spare me... Haha... I promise... Haha... I'll tell you everything... Ha!"

Sambo was both crying and laughing, his face contorted.

“You’re still laughing. I suspect you’re lying to me.” Spah rolled his eyes.

Sambo: ()

"I was just kidding," Spah said, suppressing a laugh, and pulled the goat back.

Sambo collapsed onto the rock, panting heavily. White mist swirled up and swirled into his throat.

"Three, two..." Spa took out his phone and checked the time.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Sambo sat up straight, glanced at Pera, and said:

"Perhaps the Iron Guards don't remember. Actually, in Belloberg, there's another place called the Lower District."

Pera was stunned for a moment. After a brief malfunction, he came to his senses and remembered that Lord Cocolia had ordered the lower districts to be sealed off.

The lower district has been sealed off until now... exactly how many years has passed?

It's been so long that I don't even remember it anymore. How are the people in the lower district doing?

No! No! Trust the Great Guardian's decisions...

Pera pursed her lips, lowered her head, and felt a vague unease in her heart. But she didn't know why.

Sambo's lips curled slightly when he saw Pera's expression. But before he could even finish the smile, Spa slapped him across the face.

Snapped!

"Seriously, don't get any funny ideas!"

"Alright, alright! Actually, there's also a Goethe Hotel in the lower district, and the owner claims that his hotel is the authentic one. And..."

Sangbo squinted and said, "San Si Leng Qi Er Emu Ba+:"

"Judging from the furniture, the one in the lower section is obviously older. Especially the photographs and oil paintings. If you could steal one of those items and sell it in the upper section, you could make a fortune."

Photo!

Spah caught the keywords.

In the upper-level hotel, the photograph serves as a pathway connecting to the Ocean of Memories. What if the lower level had a similar design…?

Spall rolled his eyes, pulled out a bag of nuts, crunched them, and popped them into his mouth.

After finishing his snack, he looked at Sambo again:

Yi Qi: Xia Si Si Liu "Presumably, you should know the passage to the lower level, right?"

"I know! I absolutely need to know!"