Chapter 299. Surprise, This Is My Ho!
Gray slaves did not have wealth, and even if they were raised at ho, they would not have Biante. Therefore, the girl's question confird her identity as a Gray Slave in 875's eyes, so he called the police.
In reality, the problem wasn't that simple.
Char had felt that sothing was not right ever since 875 appeared. The guide robot of the chanical ruins was not using an 'unknown language'.
In "Fantasy World", the whole world spoke Mandarin, but that was the result of the system's language conversion. So of the languages that the players did not understand sounded like the original voice. At first, he had wondered if the producers of "Fantasy World " had nothing better to do than to create a unified civilization of so many languages and arts just to make the ga more profound. Now, he knew that this was a different world in the skin of the system.
Therefore, the Chinese language could be understood as the "common language" of modern civilization.
A guide robot that had been sealed for many years spoke the common language, indicating that it had co into contact with modern civilization. Undoubtedly, it was the church that had arrived first.
Where were they?
Before Char could ask, the protective suit was handed over, and he realized that sothing was wrong.
The leaves of the otogi wood had a very important use, and that was to calm down furious chanical objects.
In order to strengthen the combat power of the chanical creatures, the chanics added an 'emotional system' to them. This thing made the beast-type chanical creatures as terrifying as the chanical creatures in "Dawn of the Horizon", but it also caused frequent accidents. At this ti, the net woven from the otogi leaves beca the best tool to numb and control the chanical beasts.
Clothes made from this kind of leaves could indeed prevent the Long Mist from corroding the body, but on the other hand, it was also a trap.
It was only then that Char realized that the church had probably been tricked.
He had faced at least 100,000 machines before, so he was quite familiar with these machines with unstable cores. Judging from 875's body swing and left and right arm movents, it was not difficult to deduce that the core was hidden in the left arm, which was where he pointed his sword at.
"Wise choice." Char kept his sword.
"Did a group of people co down earlier, and you guys caught them?"
"Do not leak any information. I repeat, do not leak any information. I am a lifeguard with principles. I refuse to answer your question… We have captured 21 living beings and a constructed creature!"
Char's sword was only half a centiter in before it was pulled out.
The 'creature of creation' was undoubtedly Mungo, and the church's Lightforge puppets were the most basic of creations.
Char had wanted to use the Power Gem to control him, but decided against it.
He still didn't know much about the ruins. He could only try to understand the most unprincipled machine he had ever seen.
"Tell everything you know about Ravesland, or I'll pull out your mory crystal and put it on the electronic mouse."
875 was still calm and collected at first, but after hearing what Char said, he suddenly jumped more than a ter high and his body even spun two rounds in the air.
"You're a devil! You're a human-shaped demon who can even ignite a battery! Isn't your fiber tube flowing with tissue fluid? Is it lava?"
The mory crystal was like the brain of a chanical creation, and Char did not know why they were so afraid of this saying. He had learned it from other chanical creations.
However, it's fine as long as it's useful!
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."
Char gave him a kick.
"Take us to a safe place while you're at it."
"I understand, I understand!"
875 made a circle and ca behind the two of them, then began to lead the way.
From its introduction, Char roughly understood what was going on.
The chanical civilization of the Second Era had such high productivity that even Zin'rokh had been in despair. The Abyss did have an endless stream of creations, but they were on a completely different level compared to the chanical civilization at its peak. Thus, he could only dismber the castle from the inside.
Under his enticent and instigation, the middle and lower-level chanics, who were not satisfied with their patents being controlled by the big families, started a civil war. They were so crazy that they lied to the civilians and Gray Slaves, saying that the Hall of Truth (chanic organization) had decided to increase the price of cypress leaves and otogi wood. It had challenged the bottom line of the Gray Slaves and the civilians' survival, and thus, Ravesland fell into chaos.
The outco was just as ssiah had said. God's chosen one detonated the 'spirit breath', which was the Long Mist that had been transported from the Rusty Lake thousands of miles away. Then, the defense that had been maintained by Ravesland for two years disintegrated. Gray fog surged in, and even the chanics who had survived the explosion died one by one from suffocation. Most of the once magnificent city was destroyed, just like the jewelry on a beautiful crown had been destroyed, leaving only the tal skeleton.
Now, the living creatures wandering around the four zones of 'Rivet',' Bolt', 'Wrench', and 'Capacitor' were Ravesland's ergency plan. If the shelter was destroyed, the gray fog would surge in, and the spirit breath would go out of control, then lifeguards would have to rescue and treat the survivors.
Ironically, because the explosion ca from within, the ergency system provided for the chanics was completely destroyed. 875 and the sentry team were the lowest level rescue teams designed for civilians and so dostic Gray Slaves.
A few hundred years ago, when Mungo was bewitched by the "Holy Grail", they were activated again and lived to this day.
"So, other than you, there are no other creations that have been activated?"
Char asked as he threw an icicle, which shattered the palm-sized electronic dragonfly.
His intuition told him that those things were the eyes of the sentry team, especially 875's sneaky eyes, which kept glancing at him. They were most likely to send sothing.
"Our scope of activity is limited to the four Part areas. Other than that, we have no access to any other activities!"
"Wasn't the inside destroyed?"
"I don't know."
"You guys didn't receive any signals from inside?"
"I don't know."
"You didn't even hear any movent?"
"I don't know."
Char was so angry that he mocked, "ssiah! Did you make this robot?"
"Get lost!"
…
875 brought the two of them out of the area covered by the streetlights. Char could not tell North from South, East from West, but it was closer to the edge than where they had landed.
When they passed by the landing point, Char asked and found out that it was the landing spot of the aircraft, which was a parking ground in the suburbs.
Finally, they were at the end of the road. 875 pointed to a house that looked more like a large public toilet than a room. It was not even covered with cypress leaves.
"Where is this place?"
"You didn't expect this, did you? This is my ho!" 875's voice was still a little excited.
"The ho of lifeguard number 875, Fitzrock I! You are the first batch of guests!"
The more Char looked, the more he felt sothing was wrong. Shouldn't a robot sleep in a warehouse?
Under his suspicious gaze, 875 sped forward on its wheelbarrow, hit the door, and fell.
It jumped out of the cart and shouted, "Quickly co out! I've escaped! You even brought a guest!"
"Huh?"
Char was shocked.
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