Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 737: Chapter 239: Seeing Elder Clinton Again_2

Then the time loop of “a hundred years later → delivering the message → time travel” was completed.

Since it wasn’t a certainty that he would die, there was nothing for Leonard Churchill to worry about.

Leonard Churchill’s mind was cluttered with complex thoughts, yet he didn’t feel the slightest bit troubled.

On the contrary, he was grateful to have met Vera Williams, who had given him an excellent personal experience.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Without any further courtesy, Leonard Churchill turned and said to the world, “You should think carefully about who might have arranged that insider. Since they’ve already tried to kill you, they’ll most likely make another move in the future…”

“Mm.”

Vera Williams nodded in agreement.

The young girl’s thoughts were far more complicated, her pretty face filled with worry.

She wasn’t so much worried about herself; Instead, she felt she had implicated her friends.

…

Over at Bolton Mechanical Town, food was being distributed to the war refugees, which was great news.

Lately, almost every day, hundreds or even thousands of refugees rushed over upon hearing the news.

After waiting a few hours by the road, Leonard Churchill and his two companions saw a few hundred refugees marching in from a distance.

The trio took the opportunity to blend in with the crowd.

These refugees came from various towns big and small, and with people constantly joining and falling behind, no one noticed a few unfamiliar faces.

Leonard Churchill then “borrowed” some commoner’s clothes from the crowd, though of course, he also left behind some money.

After changing into new clothes, it wasn’t long before they arrived back at Bolton Town.

They pitched their own tent in the tent city outside the small town and blended in quietly.

Life in the Slum District was incredibly dull. Apart from occasionally strolling through the Slum District, most of the time they could only stay in their tent.

In order to avoid drawing attention, Leonard Churchill and his companions set up a simple tent for themselves.

Pigeon had just begun learning the Breathing Method and had not yet reached the stage where meditation could replace sleep.

It was time to sleep and grow, as the youngster had practiced hard the night before and was now soundly asleep.

Leonard Churchill and Vera Williams were meditating nearby.

Leonard Churchill could withstand loneliness and had grown accustomed to all sorts of harsh environments.

Whether inside Machinery City or a tent, he could meditate efficiently.

But the tent’s environment was somewhat harsh for Vera Williams.

To her, who had grown up wearing finely made clothes since childhood, the coarse hemp garments felt like clothes woven from thorns.

The prickly roughness against her soft skin made her feel uncomfortable all over.

The air, mixed with a foul smell, also made her feel uneasy, occasionally causing her eyebrows to furrow.

However,

It was genuinely uncomfortable, but she did not show any hint of squeamishness.

Vera Williams was fully aware of her predicament. She never complained, but instead tried hard to adapt to the environment.

Leonard Churchill took notice of this.

This girl truly wasn’t bad.

The three of them stayed in the tent like this for the whole morning.

With plenty of food in the Storage Ring, they didn’t need to worry about it.

After lunch, Leonard Churchill opened his eyes from meditating and said, “I’m planning to go out and gather some information. Pigeon, you stay in the tent.”

Pigeon nodded, “Oh, alright, Mr. Leonard Churchill.”

The youngster had many acquaintances in the refugee camp, so it wouldn’t be convenient for her to show her face.

Leonard Churchill hadn’t finished speaking when he caught Vera Williams’ hopeful gaze.

He was concerned that the girl accompanying him might cause trouble, so he could only timidly ask, “Can… Can I come with you?”

“Of course.”

Leonard Churchill saw her timid appearance and smiled.

Staying in the refugee camp wasn’t safer than walking outside; if the enemy were determined to find them, the tent would actually be more dangerous.

Upon hearing this, the persistent worry on Vera Williams’ pretty face finally eased.

She took the hemp scarf beside her, covering her face and hair, even her eyes were hidden behind worn goggles.

This disguise, in Leonard Churchill’s eyes, was full of flaws.

Vera Williams caught the slight grimace on Leonard Churchill’s face and asked, “What’s wrong, Mr. Leonard Churchill, did I… not do it right?”

Leonard Churchill pondered his words and said, “It’s okay. It just lacks a little ‘intention’.”

Vera Williams heard the “It’s okay,” which actually meant “It’s too bad.”

He was being so diplomatic, entirely for the sake of her feelings.

She felt a bit discouraged, wondering to herself, “But I won first place at the costume ball at the academy.”

But she took off the headscarf and earnestly asked, “Could you help me?”

For some reason, as she looked into his ever-calm eyes, she felt that Mr. Sunny would know what to do.

It was a matter of life and death. She couldn’t afford to be careless.

“Hmm… I’ll try.”

Leonard Churchill didn’t fuss around. He scooped up a chunk of yellow clay from the ground, mixed it with a bit of water until mushy, and then smeared it directly on Vera Williams’ face.

As his fingers grazed her cheek, a touch of coolness made Vera Williams’ clear eyes tremble for an instant.

It was the first time she had been touched by a man in such a manner.

It wasn’t an intimate action, but it gave her the feeling of a startled deer in the forest bumping into tree branches.

Leonard Churchill was a professional actor; makeup was just a basic life skill for him.

His hands were steady and swift, as if painting a picture.

Soon, Vera Williams watched her own fair face in the mirror turn rough and yellow, amazed as the contrasting light created layers and visually altered her facial structure.

This disguise was far more natural than hers had been.

“This should do it.”

Leonard Churchill finished quickly and, without further ado, applied the same technique to himself with the remaining clay.

Watching this miraculous transformation, Vera Williams exclaimed, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, you know how to apply makeup?”

“Yes. I used to be an actor,”

Leonard Churchill gave a brief explanation.