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

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But before he could even extend his hand halfway, Spas suddenly felt dizzy.

Bang!

Spah's legs gave way, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

Consciousness has fallen into nothingness.

……

Nothingness is a pitch-black world.

There, only Spa's consciousness floated silently in mid-air; nothing else existed.

Gradually, the darkness faded, replaced by dazzling lights and bustling activity.

Spa looked around and saw only towering metal buildings soaring into the sky, with colorful lights dotting the buildings, some red and some green, shimmering.

Is this... the neon-lit city of Punk Lord? Heh, looks like I'm asleep again, dreaming.

Spah chuckled dryly, turned his head, and looked to the other side, where there was a street lamp with a man hanging on it.

The man was wearing a white lab coat and looked like a researcher, but he was also wearing various expensive jewelry, making him look more like a wealthy person.

Whether he was a scientist or a millionaire is no longer important. Because the other person is already dead.

The killer was Spah.

"So many innocent people were harmed for the sake of experiments. It's only fair that you pay with your life, isn't it, Governor?"

Spah's voice trembled slightly with a sob. Strangely, the content of his speech was completely beyond his control.

Fortunately, Spah knew what had happened to him.

That's a side effect of overusing memory. It can cause you to faint and replay the past from a subjective perspective.

In his dream, Spah pulled out his blade, gently wiped away the blood, and moved away into the distance.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Spa gradually left the neon-lit city and headed towards the scorched wasteland, where layers of corpses were piled up.

Spall walked to an open space, conjured a shovel, and shoveled away the mud, digging a mud pit.

He grabbed a corpse, stuffed it into the mud pit, covered it with fresh soil, then turned around and dug the next pit.

Spatha, who could have used the power of destiny, chose not to, but instead relied on a shovel to build tombs for the deceased with his bare hands.

Fortunately, he was in excellent physical condition and did not feel tired.

And so, Spa kept digging holes and filling them in, day after day, regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of how much time had passed.

Finally, he filled in the last bit of soil, looked up, and watched the sun rise from the horizon. He saw the girl in the crop top sitting cross-legged not far away, silently gazing at him.

It's unclear when it started, but Silver Wolf began to visit Spa every day.

However, the girl said nothing and did nothing, simply sitting on the mound of earth to the side until the sun set.

"Thank you for being with me," Spa said softly.

"What are you thinking! Don't flatter yourself! I'm just here to watch the idiots. Constantly digging and shoving, isn't that fun!"

Silver Wolf chuckled, his cheeks slightly flushed, and he turned his head away, unwilling to look at Spa.

Spall knew that Silver Wolf was just being arrogant, but he didn't call him out on it. Instead, he stretched, looked at the more than a thousand tombstones, and muttered to himself:

"I've avenged you! If I had dealt with the governor sooner, so many people wouldn't have been so cruelly sacrificed..."

"Don't think like that, Spa."

Silver Wolf leaned close to Spa, tilted his head back, and said, "You've already done a remarkable deed by eliminating the ringleaders and erecting tombstones for them all, allowing their souls to rest in peace."

"But...the person is already dead."

"Don't think so much. Hehe, seeing how sad and tired you are, how about I offer myself and let you rest your head on my lap?"

Silver Wolf smiled, sat cross-legged, and gestured for Spa to come forward: "Hurry up, this is the only time."

As he spoke, a blush crept onto Silver Wolf's cheeks.

Spah was in a daze. Under normal circumstances, he might have refused the girl. But now, after working hard for several days, he was exhausted and didn't have time to think too much. He went straight to the silver wolf.

His head rested on the silver wolf's knee, his consciousness gradually blurred, his vision became hazy, and he fell into darkness.

"One day, through the experiments of a mad scientist, I will protect even more innocent people..."

Spa murmured softly, gradually drifting into a dream.

However, Spah still retained some senses, feeling the invincible flat plate on the Silver Wolf's chest. As time passed, the flat plate bulged more and more, gradually transforming into hills.

I'm going!

Spaden suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

He immediately smelled the scent of medicine. Spa himself, meanwhile, was resting his head on Himeko's lap.

"Oh, I'm finally awake!"

Himeko tossed her red hair, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said:

"Now that you're awake, have a cup of coffee to wake yourself up. I ground it myself."

As they were talking, Himeko picked up her coffee and brought it close to Spa's face.

Chapter 28 Himeko Coffee, delicious!

Spa didn't take the coffee.

He sat up, moved his gaze, and observed his surroundings. He saw that everything around him was white and filled with the smell of disinfectant.

He himself lay on the hard bed board. However, the bed board was quite unfriendly to the patient.

What's even stranger is that there were things in the room that didn't belong in a hospital ward, such as scalpels and biological specimens...

Holy crap! Is this some kind of autopsy?

No... it should be that they used the Kingdom of Species' laboratory as a temporary ward for me.

Spall rolled his eyes, analyzed the situation, stretched, and looked back at his coffee cup.

Seeing the dark liquid in the cup, Spa's nose twitched, and he smelled a strange odor, which even reminded him of the Meng Po soup on the road to the underworld, which seemed to grant reincarnation with just a sip.

"..."

Spah raised his head, glanced at Himeko, and saw that the red-haired lady had a look of eagerness on her face. She curled her lips, gripped the rim of the cup, and handed it to Spah.

"Miss Himeko, I have something to ask you."

"Well, you said."

Himeko raised the corners of her mouth slightly, gripped her coffee cup tightly, and leaned forward.

Do you have some kind of grudge against me?

Spah frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the cup. He swallowed hard and instinctively turned his head back.

"What do you mean? You're my great benefactor! Hurry up! This coffee is made with our exclusive recipe; I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Himeko stepped forward. She was still smiling, but Spa could read a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

Spaben wanted to refuse, but sensing the other person's emotions and not wanting to ruin the relationship, he had no choice but to accept the teacup.

However, Spah wasn't foolish enough to drink it directly. He didn't want to wake up and find himself back in his dream, digging a hole again.

Spa gripped the porcelain cup tightly, tilted his head back, and let the coffee flow slowly into his mouth like a stream. However, as the liquid reached his throat, he suddenly channeled the power of his destiny, constructing matter.

A clump of sponge stuck to the throat tube.

The coffee liquid dropped into my throat with a plop, hit the sponge, and was instantly absorbed without flowing into my stomach.

It seems... this method will work!

Fortunately, before I transmigrated, I read Abbacchio from "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" more than a dozen times. Who doesn't remember that?

Spah breathed a sigh of relief, strained his wrist, and brought the cup to his lips, trying to gulp down the rest of the coffee.

However, right now!

Snap! Snap snap snap...

A series of footsteps approached the ward from outside. A moment later, the door was flung open with a bang, and the pink-haired girl rushed into the room.

Spall was slightly taken aback. He had just poured his coffee and hadn't even put the cup down when he saw the girl run up to him.

Snapped!

On March 7th, he raised his hand and slapped the cup across the face. The cup immediately crashed to the ground with a thud.

"Wow! You can't drink this!"

It was only then that March 7th finally spoke up.

Spall was stunned. He blinked and looked at the overturned coffee cup on the ground, unsure whether to be angry or relieved.

However, none of that matters, since the coffee in the cup has already been absorbed by the sponge.

"Uh...you've already finished drinking? You're still alive?"

March 7 scratched his head, leaned closer to Spa, his big eyes blinking gently as he moved his head to examine Spa's entire body.

The girl thought to herself: "To be able to jump around so energetic after drinking Himeko's coffee, only an Envoy of Abundance could do that!"

"Hey! Do you wish I were dead?"

Spa reached out and pushed March 7 away. The pink-haired girl stumbled back several steps, a hint of grievance flashing deep in her eyes:

"But...but...that's Himeko's coffee..."

"Huh? What's wrong with my coffee? Is it a mini-March?"

Himeko's gentle voice suddenly rang out from the room.

However, both Spa and March 7th felt a murderous intent spreading from Himeko and advancing towards the bed.

On March 7th, she was jumping around just moments before, but now she doesn't dare utter a single word.

Spall shifted his head, feeling the chill in the room, rolled his eyes, and continued:

"Ms. Himeko, March 7th means that your coffee is exquisitely made, full of creativity, and one sip is enough to make you feel like you're in heaven."

"Of course, since I cooked it!"

Himeko curled her lips and raised her head, completely unaware of the hidden meaning in Spa's words.

"Anyway, let's forget about Little March's mischief for now. Mr. Spall, I mainly want to express my gratitude to you this time."

Himeko pulled March 7th aside, straightened her clothes, tossed her long hair aside, and waited five seconds before speaking:

“Mr. Spall, without you, I’m afraid the entire Star Train crew would have been eaten by insects.”

"There's no need for thanks. Any person on their journey, as long as they have a sense of morality, wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die."

Spall smiled.

"It's you, Mr. Spa, who's a kind person... Haha! If you'd like, joining the Star Train is no problem."

"The Star Train? I think I'll pass."

Spall shook his head: "I'm not interested in exploring the unknown or building connections. I prefer to shoot the bad guys or give some tangible benefits to remote planets."

As Spah spoke, he climbed out of bed, snapped his fingers, and changed his upper body, which was previously only wearing a single layer of clothing, into a blue suit.

"Choose to continue with [Hunting] and [Preservation]? Not bad~ Mr. Spa, you truly have the mindset of a strongman, just as rumored."

"I'll take that as a compliment. See you later, everyone on the train." Spa chuckled, waved, and turned to walk towards the door.

His leather boots made a crisp, clattering sound as they stepped on the ground.

"Ah... wait!"

Spah suddenly turned around and walked back to Himeko.

However, at this moment, he was no longer as friendly as before. Instead, he frowned, lowered his voice, and stared intently at Himeko:

"I have a question: Did you give Ruan Mei the corpse of the Gluttonous Ancient Beast?"

Spah deliberately slowed his tone as he spoke.

Himeko was immediately taken aback, and muttered to herself:

As expected... it finally happened, didn't it? Since Spa is a [Sea Patrol Ranger], it would be strange if he didn't come to question me.