"Okay, I underestimate you."

Allen's eyes opened slightly, as if he was a little surprised, and then sighed with emotion and relief.

However, looking at Allen's reaction, Webster smiled mysteriously and asked back.

"Do you think I'm the only one who discovered it?"

Alan, who had already recovered, raised his eyes widened.

“???”

"You don't think that we are all blind."

Webster walked to the dining car, looked at it for a moment, and did not think too much. He picked up a bowl of pasta-like food and said happily.

"Okay, I'm the only one who's the fool."

Allen thought for a while, spread his hands, and smiled as if he was self-deprecating.

That's right, no matter how you say it is, a group of silver-level strong men. Whether they are intuition that is approaching instinct or rigorous rational inference, they can get close to, approach, or even discover this.

Even, to a little more directly, there are only a few forces that can create such a large-scale underground base.

Based on facts and logic, some exclusion and reasoning can be approached by any means.

"It's past." Webster waved his hand.

"So, how many people are there?"

Alan escaped from that surprised feeling, turned to look at Webster, who was burying his head to eat noodles, and asked seriously.

"Well... I have communicated this question with me so that I can determine the accuracy of the guess. If I count the speculations I have obtained from observing others, there are about ten in total."

Webster swallowed the food in his mouth, pondered for a moment, and replied clearly.

Allen raised his head slightly and rolled his eyes.

Well, the clown is me?

A total of 32 silver-level people were rescued, and nearly one-third of them had discovered this problem.

So in fact, I guess more.

It is indeed embarrassing to hide it, waiting for the explanation to be revealed later. It is not bad.

After all, Allen's original intention was not to hide it, but there was no suitable person to inform him about it.

So, this does not affect their friendship.

Not sure what to say, Allen took a portion of food casually, turned grief and anger into appetite, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

This encounter made Allen deeply understand one thing. No matter how good the plan is, it cannot keep up with the changes. When you can eat more, try to eat as much as possible.

At least, this will last longer when you are hungry.

After eating for a while, suddenly, a murmur sounded like a dream. Although the sound was small, it echoed in the ears of both of them.

Allen and Webster looked at each other, put down the food in their hands and looked behind them.

I saw Simmons and Daphne lying on the grass, their eyelids trembled slightly and their five fingers moved slightly. They seemed to be waking up from their sleep.

At this time, I didn't care that the food had not been finished yet, so Allen walked over and stayed beside the two of them.

Then, after more than ten seconds, Simmons and Daphne opened their eyes one after another.

“Hebrews…”

It seemed that because he had just woken up, Simmons was still a little confused. He was stunned at first, and then shouted at Allen with a panic expression, as if he wanted to remind him something.

However, before he finished speaking, he saw the surrounding environment and the people around him.

The next moment, the anxious voice came to an abrupt end. He saw the joking expressions on the faces of Webster, Jacob and others standing beside Allen. He paused slightly, and his anxious expression slowly dissipated, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and his voice was filled with embarrassment.

"Am I done something wrong?"

Alan's shoulders shook slightly, shook his arm that had been placed on it at some point, glanced at the left and right, pretending not to see the joke on their faces, comforted Simmons, "It's nothing, you're just too worried about me."

"Don't worry, they are not outsiders."

After Allen comforted Simmons, Webster and Jacob pressed one side of his shoulder and said with a smile on his face that made people want to give him a punch.

"Didn't you say that you're called Johnson? Why did you change your name again?"

Although they knew they were joking, Allen's expression still felt a little stiff.

After all, Hibert is not his real name either.

But how could this be said at this time? Isn’t this an excuse to give them laughter again?

Moreover, he still doesn't know where the group of people are, so it's better for him to try to hide himself.

So, Allen just smiled and defended himself in a tone that he tried hard to pretend not to care, "Isn't it normal to use a pseudonym for a walk in the world?"

"I don't believe you haven't done this."

As soon as he finished speaking, before they could fight back, Allen's mouth spit out a large number of words in a very short time like a machine gun.

"Okay, OK, stop talking about this now. I'm going to be busy saying something private to Simmons, you guys stay away."

Then, he decisively escaped from the two men.

Allen took Simmons and woke up and ignored it. He just quietly looked around Daphne and walked slightly to a remote area, and began to tell them what happened during their coma.

However, even though Allen did not choose language, he told the two of them all through spiritual transmission.

However, it took Alan more than five minutes to explain all this clearly and deal with the two's problems.

"Okay, is there any other problem?"

After solving another problem, Allen stopped and took a sip of water and asked to the two of them.

"Basically nothing."

Simmons shook his head and showed that he was gone.

But Daphne looked at Allen, her pretty little face tightened, as if she wanted to try her best to express her seriousness.

"Brother Hebrew, is our first problem next to deal with inquiries from other forces?"

Allen nodded, "That's it."

"But you don't have to worry, although your father and Matidal took away many elites from the family, causing the Walkerdale family to be quite empty now."

"But our existence is enough to make people dare not act rashly."

"So, at most they just ask, there may be some embarrassment, but it will not turn into an irreversible conflict."

It seemed to be to comfort Daphne, Allen's tone was very gentle, but in the calm, there was also a tough power that made people feel at ease.

Hearing Allen say this, Daphne's uneasiness also went a little further and nodded heavily.

After saying that, Allen was about to take Simmons and Daphne toward Jacob and introduce the two sides to each other.

At this time, the attendant walked quickly from afar, bringing an expected news.

Other top forces in the City of Hope have sent people.

"It seems that the matter of contacting relationships will be put later."

Allen said with a smile at the two teenage girls.

"Um."

Simmons and Daphne looked serious and did not dare to relax at all.

Seeing this, Allen did not force it.

At least in this case, they will focus more and they will cope better.

He ordered several silver powerful men including Jacob, Helena, Webster, etc. Alan took Simmons and Daphne to the family's living room.

Other silver levels stay in place, first, to ensure that the team is not messy, but to restore energy.

Although it is unlikely to reach the worst situation, at least in terms of preparation, they have the power to overturn the table even at that time.

After passing through the vast lawn and passing through the huge fountain garden, Allen and the others soon arrived in the reception room at the main entrance of the Walkerdale family.

At this time, several "distinguished guests" had already been among them.

Following Simmons and Daphne, he entered the hall like a guard, his eyes swept slightly, and in a flash everything came into his eyes.

The identity of the visitor was also revealed instantly.

Gaster Aldridge, another of the City of Hope, is also the only brother of the contemporary head of the Aldridge family who can compare with the Walker Daller family. He is also the second-person of the Aldridge family. He is mainly responsible for daily external contacts.

Justin Bob, one of the three vice presidents of the City of Hope Mercenaries Union, has a bad reputation and a gloomy personality. He is a character who is not very willing to deal with.

Cologne Doshinia, the city lord of the city, is in charge of the city lord's mansion. She is friendly and friendly on the surface, but she is very cunning and is an old fox.

I have to say that the previous commander who transferred Simmons and Daphne was quite good.

If it weren't for him, Alan wouldn't have been able to recognize all the people here with the soul fragments of those people before.

After all, the strength and social status of those people determine their cognitive narrowness.

Although this narrowness does not affect Alan's understanding of the world and integrating it into it, it is somewhat fatal to some truly high-level things.

But that commander is different, after all, no matter how much it is, he is still a silver.

Before he had no loyalty to Morse, or even exposed the things he did, he could be regarded as a character in the entire Holy City.

Therefore, his soul fragments well complemented Allen's well-known news and even some secret shortcomings at the high level.

Although the soul fragments are not completely broken, at least it saves Alan a lot of energy and time.

He felt a little moved, but Alan looked calm and followed Simmons and walked straight to the end of the living room, where the owner should be.

Then, Simmons sat calmly, with a tender face but a calm expression, looking at everyone with a certain general look.

"I don't know, what are the intentions of you uncles?"
Chapter completed!