Chapter 175

"Huh? Again?"

"As expected of the Foundation, even if it is a base that looks like it is going to be abandoned, it can easily take out three containment objects!"

"This name is interesting, Immortality. It reminds me of the ancient Aeon who holds the Path of 'Immortality,' the Dragon Ancestor. I don't know if there is a connection between them?"

"'Immortality'? Just looking at the name, it seems that the wearer of the amulet can get the blessing of 'Immortality.' If this is true, even if the Foundation is offended to death, some people will take risks to snatch this amulet."

"Am I the only one who cares about who the person wearing the amulet is? He is basically not wearing any cold-proof equipment now, and he is walking toward Sampo who is holding a sharp blade alone. Is he not afraid at all?"

"Demon sister buy Mimi… but this is a containment object, even the 'Heart-Sewing Bear,' when it heals injuries, it will leave a very obvious appearance problem. The pit of this 'Immortality' existence feels even bigger."

…

Retracting his weapon, until the Foundation researcher approached, Sampo slowly gave the other party a simple salute with a smile on his face.

That smile had flattery, had ingratiation, had frivolity, just no sincerity.

"I am Sampo, as you can see, a merchant. I thought this building '800' had no owner."

He is eliminating possible hostility.

It's not that he is afraid of the person in front of him.

But the behemoth represented by the Foundation icon on the other party's badge.

The agent who looked unknown yesterday had already brought him great pressure.

Moreover, the other party's starship was stuck on his face, but he didn't even find it.

In this case.

Although he likes to turn guests who are not very careful into "accidentally" sellable commodities.

But this does not mean that he also likes to sell himself.

"I am Bright, you can call me Dr. Bright, and I am currently managing this site."

Dr. Bright introduced himself, "But I am not the owner of this building, but its manager, note, not the Administrator, just an ordinary manager."

"You can think of me as a butler, or a manager of a company, if you know what a company is."

"I thought everyone on this planet was dead before, but I didn't expect there to be any left."

Sampo smiled and said:

"Yes, but not many."

Shaking his head, Dr. Bright walked to the iron door and knocked on the iron lock hard.

"Clatter clatter—"

Snow and broken ice were shaken off one after another, revealing the intact chains underneath.

Those chains were not rusty at all, still cold and sharp, just like they had just left the factory.

Each of their small rings was engraved with the Foundation's icon, declaring ownership.

Actually, even if you don't show evidence, I won't force my way in… Sampo muttered, continuing to smile and say:

"Is there anything special about this building?"

At this time, he didn't know it was a containment object.