Chapter 172. Don't Co Over! The Valkyrie Is in My Hands!
Fredrick was stunned for a mont, and his eyes beca clear again.
"How do you feel?"
Crickto asked with interest.
"A lot, very jumbled up... I should say vast. However, it's useless to and can only cause a temporary impact."
Fred's expression was calm, as if the loss of self-control just now was just an illusion.
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left.
"What happened to him?"
This was beyond the scope of Crickto's calculation, and he could not understand what the other party ant.
"He's scared."
Char shrugged. "No matter who it is, they can't remain calm in the universe. It's the sense of insignificance that humans can't erase when they face the origin and destination of all things. Fred's belief was that man can conquer nature, but the nature in front of him was just there. With just a glance, he knew that he couldn't be compared to it, let alone winning. It's simply too laughable. It's an ant trying to shake a tree."
Pausing for a mont, he continued with a smile, "This is also a form of insurance. even if the holy spirit cos to him again and promises him great benefits, he won't be tempted. Those who had seen the universe would not care about such small things. I've used the sa thod on Felix once, and it's always been successful."
"But why don't you let the elves see it too?"
Crickto asked again.
"Saxson!" Char sighed. "He's not an individual who has grown up accepting materialistic values. I'm afraid that this scene will have too great of an impact on him. If he breaks down directly, then I'll be too sinful."
Char smiled and sat down on Fredrick's seat.
"Co on, I'm going to start ordering."
Crickto smiled and bowed like a robot butler. There was nothing to be picky about.
"As you wish..."
As he spoke, he controlled the stars in the sky to form a star constellation-like talent tree. From the first era until now, the detailed information of countless professions was hidden on it, like a huge nu, and Crickto was the waiter.
Char had saved up close to 1220000 experience points, and it was finally ti to spend.
"Machinist," he said.
The stars rotated and ford the outline of a wrench.
[Class change to chanic detected, do you accept?]
"I accept!"
After the Drow Swordsman, Elentalist, and Shadow Servant, Char had a fourth class, chanic.
This was a profession from the second era.
The second era was the chanical civilization. Whether it was the power gem, the titan giant blueprint, or the MCV, they were all products of that era.
The advanced technology of this civilization deeply inspired the Krypton Civilization of the third era. in terms of productivity, even Crickto praised them for having extrely strong creation and research abilities. it was just that they had so boring aesthetic pursuits.
Char scoffed at this. After all, the Titans created by the Krypton gold civilization were much taller than his big-headed son.
The class had two passive skills, [chanical Repair] and [chanical Liquid Fusion], which were highly valued by Char. They would be of great use when exploring ruins related to machinery.
"Hand it over." Char extended his hand to Crickto, and the latter handed her a blueprint.
[ Idiot's Glue (recipe)]
[Restoration solution/chanical mixture]
*Requires [chanical Liquid Fusion] skill.
A universal liquid used by a certain high-end civilization to repair machinery. It has high compatibility and can be used to repair the cracks and friction damage of ships, dolls, puppets, and structures.
"This is a synthesis formula that even a groundhog can understand."
Idiot's Glue was also known as the quasi god restoration fluid, and probably only Crickto would call it that.
This was one of the few things that Char could smuggle to the outside world. There were also [Universal Military Knife] and [Cardiac Pacemaker], but those could only be learned after a series of missions. Char simply gave them to Rylai along with the introductory teaching materials provided by Crickto.
From Rylai's feedback over the past ten days, even The prodigy girl was stunned by this knowledge, but she still enjoyed it.
Char endured the 5 tis experience penalty to level up her chanic to level 25, learned the Quasi God Restoration liquid, and then took the titan giant blueprint and a gem from Crickto.
He could not understand the drawings, but the gemstones were crucial.
[Power Gem]
[chanical Core]
[Restore the factory settings of the machinery.]
With it, it was only a matter of ti before the MCV changed hands. Not to ntion that Michael was dead, even if he was still alive, it would not be a problem.
"I've also sent the modification plan to smart mouse. She will tell you what to do after she understands it. however, before that, you have to activate the chanic's quasi-god space, or else there won't be any space to store such a big car."
"I know. I didn't know you were an old mother."
Char joked.
The chanics of the second era were similar to summoners. they relied on chanical objects to fight. the Quasi Divine Space was a necessary skill for chanics to store cold chanical creations. The space would expand as the chanic's strength increased. To store sothing as big as the MCV, one had to be at least level 50, and in this era, special ans were needed to open it.
"Next, Elentalist."
The star began to change again, this ti from a wrench to an open book.
Originarian warlocks, Clergyn of the sixth era, believed in order and rules, and used [Holy Word] and [Dark Word] to attack.
Different classes retained their own characteristics during the change of civilization, but they also underwent relative evolution. The Mages and Cursemancers of today had the shadow of the original spellcasters, but compared to them, the biggest trace of the original spellcasters was the contract that the natives talked about.
Char had used the contract many tis in the novice village, and strictly speaking, it was also a type of verbal spell.
He endured the double experience penalty to level up his spellcaster of origin to level 35 and activated the skill [Verbal Cleansing]. Then, he imdiately used it on himself to make sure that he was not infected by any contract.
After lying for a long ti, he had to be careful.
Char touched her face guiltily, checking for any mistakes.
This skill was similar to how Priests and Paladins had to repent and reflect on their lies every day. as a Clergyman, theocracy sorcerers were involved in the lies of others and themselves every day. they often had several contracts and oaths on them. this was also a self-reflection. Moreover, their spells also involved a lot of micro-adjustnts, interpretation of contracts, diation, and mind-reading abilities. it was simply the exclusive profession of priests and politicians.
At this point, the general purpose had been achieved. Char picked two key skills of her main class, calculated the experience, and invested them to level up the Drow Swordsman and Elentalist to level 42. only then did she spend most of the experience, leaving only a few scraps.
After spending over a million experience in one go, Char felt refreshed.
However, it was also a little sad.
He turned to look at Crickto, and the master blacksmith shrugged.
"It's not the first ti we're saying goodbye, why do you have to make it so emotional?"
Crickto jumped onto the table and gave him a farewell hug.
"I'll find a way to get you out." Char said.
"You've never said sothing like that in the past 177 tis."
"Nonsense, I didn't even know where I was in the past."
Char laughed and then nodded at him.
"It's almost ti, you can send us out."
On the hill north of Golden Butterfly City, the air suddenly twisted.
A few seconds later, the four figures landed on the ground.
Breathing in the air that was completely different from the air in the Siege City, Fredrick was convinced that they had left the place.
Looking at the small part of the sky that was cut off by the tree branches, the feeling of oppression brought by the vast starry sky was reduced by half.
Suddenly, Fred frowned.
He looked in a certain direction and turned back. "I'll be leaving first, it's not convenient to be seen.
After he finished speaking, he tore open a scroll and disappeared into a white light.
"He ran so fast."
Char cursed in his mind, but a few seconds after he left, a group of about twenty knights jumped out of the forest.
The leader of the Holy Knights shouted when he saw Char, then turned his horse around and rushed over!
Ortlinde was shocked and was about to stand in front of Char to explain that it was a misunderstanding. However, Char suddenly grabbed her neck and shouted as if she was a hostage.
"Don't co over! The Valkyrie is in my hands!"
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