Chapter 54. High-quality answer
"Boss, boss?"
Mungo waved his hand in front of Char, and the latter was finally called back from his shock.
He grabbed Mungo's shoulder as soon as he woke up.
"How did 'it' leave?"
Mungo did not understand what he ant for a mont, and Char added a few more words before he finally understood.
"I don't know."
Buzzzzzz!
What a high-quality answer!
"I fell asleep while leaning against the door, and when I woke up, I was inside the door. I heard soone talking to from the outside, and then it left..."
Char had completely given up on the idea of getting more information from him.
Fortunately, he wasn't the kind of person who would be affected by a mont of failure. After all these years, what kind of storms had he not seen? He quickly adjusted his emotions and began to think about the role that the "village chief" could possibly play in this world.
That night in Howling Rock Canyon, he didn't know who his enemy was, what form they had, nor did he know his own identity. It was the village chief's words and his abnormal behavior that gave him guidance.
In that case, the "good luck" was a password that only he could read, and this behavior represented a kind of "restriction".
That is, he (the village chief) cannot do anything beyond his authority.
Just like how there were still a large number of natives who couldn't react to the concepts of "NPCs" and "players", they were bound by sothing, and the village chief was the one who was clear-headed.
As for Mungo, who was standing in front of him, he was soone who lived in the background.
In other words, Mungo and the "it" that Mungo ntioned all happened before the open beta, before the Otherworld was covered with the skin of the system...
It was obvious that sothing must have happened since the start of the open beta.
If at that mont, a network was released from the "system" and connected all the natives, making them part of the ga and bound to the system, then the village chief was likely to be a fish that slipped through the net.
So far, he had only found a few "fish" that had escaped the net.
First, it was ssiah.
However, the goddess's authority was at the level of "outside" and had no reference value. Her "clarity" level was too high, even higher than that of the Holy Spirit.
And then there was Krieg. This guy was the only one who could reverse-track the process of reincarnation and categorize this information after the end of reincarnation.
Why was he so amazing?
It was very simple. He never hid his identity. A creature created by tin soldiers, a strange species between human and machine. In addition, the strange space he was in ignored the three-to-one ti flow between the ga and reality, so he beca the most special fish that escaped the net.
Other than these two special existences, there was also the sky god of Arendelle, Lord Scarty. Her situation was different from the two. She was related to the 'Celestial Project' that Char knew, and the latter was closely related to the second era...
The situation was clear.
If the "system" was a cage, there were only two ways to escape it.
Either you're a god, or you're not human.
Which category did Scarty belong to?
She had 'God' in her na, but she was related to the "Celestial Project" of the chanical Civilization ...
In addition, she could quickly realize that the past had been reincarnated after the open beta ...
If Char's previous guess about escaping was correct, then there was an answer.
She was a man-made God!
Upon reaching this conclusion, Char felt as if he had kicked through an old mottled wall. A ray of light shone through the scattered dust as if it had opened the door to a new world for him.
This guess seed to be promising!
So ...
Was the village chief the sa as her?
Was he also a heavenly God that walked on the ground?
Or was it just a consciousness born from a precise instrunt like the "Holy Grail"?
But why did Fitzrock make such a comnt?
The questions ca one after another, but they suddenly beca specific and are backed by evidence!
"Do you rember the machines that the people outside moved?" he imdiately asked Mungo.
The bed in the Norman tent was newly unearthed, so there must be a ruin nearby, and the answer he was looking for might be hidden in it.
"chanical?" Mungo did not seem to understand this word. "If you're talking about the furniture... They had indeed taken a lot. When I first fell down a few hundred years ago, I saw them bury those in the soil, and the worm avoided them. Later, when I was trading with it, I dug a path and found that there were indeed a lot of them hidden in the soil... Why, are those helpful to you?"
"Are you sure it's buried in the outer ring?" he asked.
"Yes, the small room outside... If it's still there, it should be inside. I noticed that they seem to be stored in the warehouse..."
"It's really like this!"
Char was overjoyed and punched his palm.
That's right, the "charging room" in the outer ring was not a charging room at all, but a warehouse for storing these "precision instrunts and Furniture"!
According to the nature of the ruins of the chanical Civilization, the warehouses for household products were mostly built in the outermost part of the city. As they gradually advanced, they would find secondary warehouses for storing energy and tal, workshops for processing plants, the infrastructure of the city, and so on. The more valuable machinery was hidden at the back, and the core area was the fortress of the big families. They were used to integrated services, and a family mber basically lived around this fortress from birth to being buried in the soil. Thus, the real treasure was hidden there.
So far, the most exaggerated discovery of the mushn was a floating city that looked like a free-range chicken. It was so large.
When they left Andaheim, they had dismantled the city into small pieces and brought it up with tens of thousands of manpower. Now the newly assembled city stood in the center of the treasure plain, magnificent and charming.
The only flaw was that it couldn't transform into a base vehicle like the "Ark".
That was why Maica was so careful. Of course, that was a story for another ti.
In short, Char guaranteed that there was an even more terrifying treasure hidden under the "Holy Grail". In the past reincarnations, he had been deceived by illusions and mistakenly thought that the end of the journey was behind this door, but now it seed that was not the case.
"Do you still have any fighting strength left?" Char asked.
Mungo stretched his shoulders and grinned, revealing his neat row of white teeth.
"Boss, I think I'm very strong, just as strong as I was before!"
Char rolled his eyes. How the f*ck would I know how strong you were back then?'
"those Red Mist soldiers... You can still control them, right?"
"No problem. Even if I can't control them, I can free them." Mungo replied with a murderous aura.
"Pa"
Char snapped her fingers.
"That's enough."
He stepped forward and placed his hand on the door. With a gentle push, the door opened naturally.
Then, twenty centiters of blood gushed into Char's mouth. Char's words were stopped by the blood that had reached his shoes. He quickly froze the dark blood.
"What bad luck!"
He cursed, and the lines he had thought of to act cool were all gone. He simply said,
"Let's go, follow to take over your Army!"
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