At this moment.
Leon then spotted a woman in red sitting in another corner.
With short, jet black hair, even with sunglasses covering half her face, it's not hard to guess that she must be quite good and not too bad looking.
When his gaze swept over the other person, Leon even hesitated for a moment.
Leon just couldn't understand why the woman was wearing a red cheongsam that accentuated her figure.
In other settings, or in a safe country, this outfit would be perfectly acceptable, but in the poorest and most chaotic region.....
Perhaps ehe was an eccentric assassin or mercenary.
After all, the fact that the other party can sit here calmly and rest without being disturbed shows that they have the ability to resolve the problem.
Leon, having come up with the most likely reason, stopped focusing on the woman in red and sat down at the bar, ready to inquire about the group of strange patients and Roja's current situation.
"Is there anything I can help with... um, buddy, what's this...?"
A female bartender with a scar on her left cheek and messy brown hair wanted to provide services for Leon, but was very confused by Lyon's fully armed appearance.
"I'd like to ask you, aren't you afraid of getting sick?" Leon took the opportunity to inquire about information.
"You mean those guys outside?" The female bartender was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Look at how afraid you are of your life. As long as you don't have any fresh wounds or don't sleep with them, you'll be fine. What are you afraid of? You're not interested in black girls, are you, buddy?"
Leon was speechless at the bartender's uninhibited answer, but he also learned from the bartender that the unknown disease was transmitted through blood and bodily fluids.
After observing along the way and ruling out airborne transmission, he removed the filter and said with feigned helplessness, "Who doesn't value their life? Besides, I was introduced here to make money. My friend told me there were many good opportunities here. Who knew it would turn out so strange?"
"You!" The bartender, recognizing Leon's appearance, couldn't help but whistle. "There aren't any lads like you in Africa, I just didn't know..."
As she spoke, the bartender stood on tiptoe, glanced at something across the bar, and teased, "I wonder how your stamina is? Why don't you give it a try with me?
"..."
"Hahaha~! Never mind, never mind, I won't tease you anymore. This drink is on me." The bartender poured a glass of tequila and placed it in front of Leon, still unable to suppress her laughter as she spoke
" As for what exactly happened to this place, we don't know much about it. We only know that about a month ago, it started in the northern village. Once you get sick, you'll be dead in less than two days."
At this point, the bartender leaned closer to Leon and said in a low voice, "The village where this disease first broke out is said to be completely wiped out, and it's only been a few days.
They were fine as long as they didn't come into contact with blood or semen, so it's unclear how the disease spread among those people. The only local who managed to escape went insane and knew nothing about it. After seeing that infected people were starting to appear in the town, he simply ran into the woods and disappeared.
Anyway, buddy, you've come at a really bad time. But if you really want to earn some extra money to start a business, there's a bunch of bookworms over there who have some work to offer."
"Them?" Following the bartender's gaze, Leon saw the group of bewildered teachers and students. He continued, seizing the opportunity to ask, "I see quite a few guys are idle, why aren't they taking the job?"
"The pay is low. The oldest guy among them said it was a great discovery! He even said it was the Stairway of the Sun! In the end, it's just a babysitter job, protecting them on their way to a village where everyone is dead, and then having to acompany them to explore the rainforest.
The main problem is that the pay is low. Who's going to do charity for them? A great discovery~ the Stairway to the Sun, ha, they're lucky they didn't die here! Eh...eh? You're really going?"
Watching Leon's retreating figure, the bartender's gaze couldn't help but shift downwards, and she said with a hint of regret, "Tsk tsk... It's not like I can't afford that little bit of money."
Leon, however, was only thinking about figuring out the current situation, solving the problem, and successfully completing his graduation exams.
But what Leon didn't notice was that, just as he was about to make contact with the group of teachers and students, the woman in red had already quietly left the club.
"Professor, let's go."
"Yes, Professor, didn't you see that group of people outside? It's too dangerous here."
Before he even got close, Leon heard the group of students urging their teacher to retreat immediately.
The professor sigh, with graying hair and a slightly overweight appearance, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with the corner of his clothes, and sighed, "We were so close, so very close, to finding that legendary ancient city and the Flower of God. I... I'm not content."
"But Professor, didn't you hear what the bartender said? War is about to break out, we should leave..."
"210 bucks? I'll take it" Leon, who had already walked to the booth, interrupted a student's advice.
???
Upon hearing this, all the teacher and students looked up in surprise at this blonde mercenary who had appeared out of nowhere.
"Uh...buddy..." a slightly muscular male student asked incredulously, "Are you sure?"
"certainly."
at the same time.
Thousands of miles away, Seattle, which is seven hours later than Congo, is in the dead of night.
Looking down from the sky, Seattle is still bustling with traffic and brightly lit, with a constant stream of tourists on both sides of the street. Some are strolling around enjoying the night view, while others are sitting at outdoor food stalls enjoying cold beer and spirits. It's truly a city that never sleeps.
Located in the city's most bustling and central area, and standing at a height of over 400 meters, the Atlas headquarters is undoubtedly a Seattle landmark.
Inside the top floor office of the headquarters building.
The north, east, and west sides of the building have floor to ceiling windows, offering unobstructed views of the entire city and providing excellent vistas.
But Sui Yang, sitting behind his solid wood desk, had no interest in enjoying himself. He was watching several screens generated by a holographic device and floating on the desktop.
The content displayed on the screen included phrases such as 'Strange illness discovered in Loja, a town in central Congo' and 'Investigation report on Mayor Hareden Bruce, along with related images and videos'.
Things have been rather problematic lately.
First, there's Seattle Mayor Harreden Bruce. Sui Yang outwardly agreed to meet with him on the 16th, which is tomorrow afternoon, but in reality, he increased the level of surveillance.
As expected, it couldn't withstand investigation.
The guy himself was fine, but little did he know that his residence had been infiltrated by a superhuman capable of invisibility yesterday.
However, Harleyden Bruce was groomed by Atlas and subjected to strict regulations, with no blemishes in his private life, thus providing Vought with no leverage to blackmail him.
It's time to give Vought a hard time