In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 102 Regression, the next eyeball 【Please recommend】

The disaster in Seattle has come to an end. Although everything has no beginning and no end, the entire city has ushered in earth-shaking changes in just a few days.

However, fortunately, the evil intentions of the witch were cut off.

With the help of the sleeping goddess, the city will also usher in an unprecedented new life.

Looked up.

The giant alchemy machines are carrying the "buildings". They are carrying heavy steps, their bodies are huge, and the building frames they carry are even more staggering.

However, as the thick mechanical arms were raised one by one, they smoothly built up the "frames" of tall buildings layer by layer.

Entering the new century, the construction of urban facilities has been fully contracted by robots, dolls, and alchemy.

The speed with which a city recovers from a disaster is staggering.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the blue sky and white clouds, countless small alchemy dolls came out of the nest, and the giant machines were densely packed like industrious black ants, carrying the base material and active in the "green" city.

Under the influence of the mother god's theocracy, those destroyed plants will naturally become lush again, which is a building built by manpower, which requires a rapid construction process.

At first, some professors in the temple complained about the use of giant robots to carry out large-scale hunting operations.

"The damage to the cultural landscape of the city is too serious."

But where does the demon hunting organization manage these things?
Although it is an institution under the Holy Church, the Demon Hunting Agency definitely occupies a very high position in the entire Holy Church.

After all, it is on the front line.

As for disaster recovery?

That's a matter for the logistics department.

The agency has an appointment first——

"If the city has not suffered huge damage, minor repairs will be enough, but once the damage exceeds expectations, the precipitation of history should not be put on the table. The cultural relics protection museum is a better place to go."

The Alchemy Temple respects ancient civilizations.

As for landmarks?

They are all made of reinforced concrete, which is only 100 years earlier, so there is no "mystery" at all.

Almost got it.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The eight-legged vertical working machine was lying on the outer wall of the demon hunting facility, sucking a few pieces of strengthened glass, and was going to replace the glass curtain wall within half an hour.

The service life of the Seattle witch hunting agency is not short.

It's time to change.

"Clap clap clap!"

Ryan tapped on the keyboard.

He neatly typed Ryan Winster's name on the signature, then quickly pulled the mouse back, and scanned his report of thousands of words from top to bottom.

"It's done."

Ryan stood up, stretched his waist, and looked a little helpless.

Damn it, I always feel that writing a report is more tiring than fighting.

"Oh! Damn it!"

"That's not called stealing! It's called stealing! It's so important for us to wake up the mother god, and we still have to make up a report!? Do you think cat's claws are very suitable for typing on the keyboard?"

Rafael was lying on the table, bitterly hitting the keyboard with his cat's claws, making a lot of noise while typing.

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"You can input by voice. The technology of the Holy Church is very complete. Even if you come from a cannibal tribe in Africa, you can accurately recognize what you want to express."

Kate's fingers are like butterflies wearing flowers.

As the witcher's secretary, she was professional.

This means that except for the [Space-based Kinetic Energy Weapon] report, which needs to be written by a pioneer-level demon hunter, she can do the rest of the reports.

The leader's orders.

"Can" means "will".

"Come on, Mavis operative, and my dear cat-headed strategist, a heavy task rests on your shoulders."

Ryan smiled, like some kind of person who should hang up the street lamps and occupy the factors of production, rely on operating enterprises, hire laborers to obtain profits, and correspond to laborers.

After all, he ignored the maddened black cat and Kate with a sad face, and stayed on the octopus robot outside the window for a while, then pushed the door neatly and walked out of the meeting room.

There was no one in the corridor.

The demon hunters belonging to the agency were scattered throughout the city, and they were only busy for a while in this war.

The subsequent battle was no longer a high-end battlefield that ordinary demon hunters could participate in.

The operators of the Seattle witch hunting agency are idle.

They need to find something to do.

Ryan loosened his collar, walked through the extremely long corridor, and came to the door of the central control room on the same floor.

"You completed the report much faster than I imagined."

Minister Li Lisi at the side of the console did not turn around, she put her hands on the table, her gaze swept across the big screen intentionally or unintentionally.

Robots and alchemy dolls are methodically restoring the city's appearance.

Ryan's figure appeared at the door of the central control room, and he was the target of everyone's attention.

In the huge space, the aroma of coffee permeates.

When the agency staff in Seattle are "fishing", they like to pour a cup of coffee. Sitting at their desks, they seem to be busy, but they are actually doing something.

Today is a rare leisure.

The recovery of the city is handed over to the logistics department to coordinate, and alchemy dolls and robots are called at will.

Like a huge and precise machine, a demon hunting mechanism that runs non-stop all the time, there are times when the power output is reduced like today, to "sneak in".

"Anyone can talk about the wheels."

"Type faster."

Lane said.

"I hope the R&D department won't come up with any weird things again."

Minister Li Lisi flicked her black hair and said worried words, but her tone was as if nothing had happened. She turned her head and looked at the lazy Operator Ryan Winster.

"Can you detect Spider-Woman and Sotunan?"

Ryan touched his chin and asked abruptly.

"If it is not confirmed that God does exist, otherwise, we will definitely think that it is just a myth."

Li Lisi said calmly, "The gods are asleep, as if they had never appeared in Seattle."

"We couldn't find any clues."

Ryan felt that he heard the words "can't", "can't", "can't do", and "sorry" from Minister Li Lisi's mouth in recent days. Is it his illusion?
"The underground space?"

Ryan touched his chin and pondered.

"Filled."

Li Lisi pointed to everything presented on the big screen, and said: "The agency's underground detection machine can't find any flaws, and the material used by the Mother Goddess to fill it is no different from the surrounding rock."

"And, the coupling is seamless."

"It's like there's never been an underground space there."

"It is a power that alchemy technology cannot understand."

Minister Li Lisi's voice inevitably carried some sighs.

Ryan was noncommittal about this.

"I will write a detailed report to my superiors on everything that happened in Seattle."

"Thank you very much, Operator Winster."

Minister Li Lisi was solemn.

Ryan waved his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Compared with these imaginary ones, I still hope to pay more attention to the Witch Cult."

These gangsters are rascals.

It should be slaughtered.

"Recently, judging from reports from agencies around the world, it seems that the activity of witches has risen to another level."

Minister Li Lisi was thoughtful, she nodded slowly, and said: "The disaster in Seattle this time should make the church more important to pay these bastards."

"all around the world."

Ryan narrowed his eyes.

"My next mission is coming soon."

He has experienced a lot now, and he doesn't have the so-called surging heart, but
The memory in the mind is like a needle, highlighting the sense of existence all the time.

The fire that consumed the monastery.

The mysterious person who endowed him with supernatural powers.

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"London." Ryan loosened his neck.

"When are you leaving?"

Suddenly, Minister Li Lisi asked.

"Drip!"

Ryan heard the beep coming from his pocket, so he nodded at the expressionless Minister Li Lisi.

"I am afraid."

"soon."

"I imagined that as a docking staff of a pioneer-level demon hunter, my mind would be filled with overwhelming work, and reports would come to me like snowflakes, but I was still creating new texts."

Kate was sitting in the booth, her entire upper body was lying on the table, the keyboard was placed in front of her chest, and her slender fingers were typing on the keyboard, with a look of [kidney deficiency only after fatigue].

Miss Mavis was a little hopeless.

"But there are still a few unfinished mission reports from the last mission, and a new mission is coming again? What's going on?"

The black cat looked like a playboy, lying comfortably on the sofa, with its legs crossed, and its white fluffy paws seemed to be holding the red wine glass with difficulty.

Take a sip of wine.

Raphael shook the cat's legs and stretched.

"Don't worry, this plane is bound for New York."

Ryan stared at the big screen and said:

"Before going to the next mission location, we still need to go back to the headquarters."

".why?"

"Damn it!" Kate typed the full stop, and pushed the keyboard away fiercely. She is now like an oil drum, and it will explode if she reads the report too much.

Unhappy, he took the drink thrown by the cat-headed military division, unscrewed the cap, and took a swig before looking at Ryan.

Asked: "Sir, what did you ask for?"

"No."

Kate is suspicious.

This is an extra rest time. According to the previous implementation standards of the [Nemesis Project], if you don't save enough seven or eight tasks before returning to the headquarters to report on your work, it will be a bit of a mess.

"The reason given by the agency is that the tasks assigned to me are extremely difficult to execute. How can there be so many extremely difficult tasks in a short time?"

Ryan rolled his eyes and said, "There is only one at the moment, and I can only go to that mission by myself, at most I can bring Raphael."

"When we return to the headquarters, we need to upgrade the communication equipment in a targeted manner."

Hearing this, Kate blinked.

The mixed-race intellectual beauty tilted her head.

The golden light from the cabin window fell on her black hair, and the fresh scent of gardenia permeated the air.

Adjusting her round-rimmed glasses, she asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the mission location this time is some inaccessible place?"

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She looked at the witcher.

The officer was sitting on the sofa with his black coat open, and his white shirt was a bit dazzling in the golden sunlight.

The sharp eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised like a blade, and the tough lines of the chest and arms are highlighted.

Kate looked at the officer suspiciously.

The officer stared at her with eyes that were black and white, and finally, the officer sighed and raised his forehead and said, "What kind of world is this?"

"Do you want the boss to explain to his subordinates?"

"If I remember correctly, the mission report has also been sent to your personal terminal, Operator Mavis."

"Is it stupid to write a report?"

Kate shrank her neck and smiled awkwardly.

She quickly flipped out the mission report, and muttered something while clicking.

Halfway through, the muttering of the intellectual beauty stopped.

After reading all of them, she rested her chin on one hand and fell into deep thought.

"If the facts are really as described in the mission briefing, then this mission can only be done by you alone, sir. Oh, and her."

Kate pointed to the black cat.

The black cat pouted, and these two guys decided her next fate like this?

Is there any law?

"We can only give assistance remotely and do some analysis work."

Kate murmured, crossing her arms with her chest, with a look of rational thinking on her face, and muttered: "Also, the communication equipment must be improved—"

"It can't be completely disconnected after entering the ruins like this time."

After this incident, Kate had a bold idea in her heart.

She has been deeply involved in the field of communication, a young genius, and became famous at a young age.

"So, essentially the church needs [you]."

Ryan knocked on the table and said.

As for him?
It's nothing more than a place off the beaten track, and he's not a human being, so what else needs to be prepared?
Food, water?
It seems that there is no more.

In addition, no matter how bad the natural environment is, is there anything Ryan Winster can't bear?
This is the monster's dimensionality reduction blow.

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Raphael was immediately alert.

"Wait a minute, what mission are you talking about?"

"Where the birds don't shit, I don't want to go!"

As soon as the words fell, the black cat shook his head violently, no!

She doesn't want to go to places where the birds don't shit, no matter how prosperous the area is, she won't go!
"Not going anywhere."

"Although I don't want to admit it, he is the one who has taken us in now."

"I am a pet, and I have the self-consciousness of a pet. Hey! Give me the key when you return to New York, and I want to live in your den."

Raphael squatted, looked at Ryan, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

That is to say, she was still brain-dead when she was in Ryan's dormitory, otherwise she would have been unable to resist making three dishes and one soup long ago when eating the things in the canteen of the academic department.

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"You have the final say and I have the final say?"

Lane gave her an odd look.

The plane pierced through the clouds, blocking the sun.The cabin suddenly became darker, and Ryan's entire face was shrouded in shadow.

Indigo blue eyes that look sharp in the darkness.

Coupled with his somewhat indifferent voice.

Pure gangster.

Very domineering.

"you!"

Raphael was furious.

"There is no escape."

Ryan sneered, took out the phone from his pocket, and threw it to the black cat.

Although she was upset, subconsciously, she still looked at the task briefing on the screen.

If you don't look at it, it's already terrible, but if you look at it, it will be even more frightening.

"Hello!"

"What does it mean that a small town is isolated by black fog, all electronic equipment fails, and even satellites cannot observe it!?"

The black cat stared wide-eyed, looking at the picture on the phone.

This is a picture taken by satellite.

In the picture, there is a [hollow] completely!A void with no contents!
"Send alchemy dolls, let them enter the area, and then bring the image back by video."

"There is no one in ten alchemy dolls."

"The dolls that returned all showed the broken appearance of being torn apart by giant beasts—"

Maomao scratched the screen with its meat pad, and completely lost its mind after seeing the picture taken by the alchemy puppet.

"Where is this. This is definitely not a building of this era."

The black cat hesitated, its eyes lit up for a moment, as if it remembered something.

In the mobile phone screen under her.

A giant eyeball statue sits in the middle of a vast square.

However, hundreds of thousands of dense figures, dressed in linen clothes from the Middle Ages, are kneeling towards the eyeballs. Because of the camera angle, the expressions of these people cannot be seen.

However, that treacherous and frenzied atmosphere seemed to be able to travel through time and space and come before the eyes of others.

However, the most bloody and weird thing is a small area directly in front of the eyeball.

It was a high platform.

On the high platform, there are more than a dozen giant gallows lined up side by side!

The hideous monster was hanged!

Huge gray eyeballs, inspecting everything!
All the people bowed down and paid high respect.

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The black cat raised its head.

She looked at Ryan, with an elusive brilliance in the cat's pupils.

"I have changed my mind."

Ryan was slightly taken aback.

"My generation is going!"

　This chapter is late.

　　a little emo today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)