[I only came back in the evening, and after a quick meal rushed to write, at last not breaking my word~]
Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Four [Transaction]
Outside the small farmstead in Iceland, a figure slowly walked from the distant path.
With a pace neither hurried nor slow, he leisurely arrived at the farm's fence gate, gently lifted the gray hat on his head, and smiled, revealing his teeth to the surveillance camera.
"You know I've arrived. Open the gate."
After a few clicks, the electronic lock disengaged, and the fence gate slowly slid open.
The person nonchalantly put his hat back on, then adjusted the brim over his black hair.
In front of the wooden cabin, he stood quietly under the porch, gazing at the artificially created vibrant life within the farmstead, a strange smile playing on the corner of his mouth.
He gently reached out, turned the doorknob, and pulled the wooden door open.
Inside the living room, the fireplace burned fiercely.
