Campfire Shelter.

Chapter 255 In the quagmire of natural disasters

"It's no wonder I have such a bad reputation. When I came in, everyone scolded me. My feelings were all caused by you little black people."

Colin simply browsed through it, and was speechless in his heart. There are this group of seals in this show every day. Others hate the house and black people. He has a good reputation.
After all, only a part of them got the talent, and most of them could only stare with envy and hatred.

The key point is that this group of people paid no less points than others at that time, and maybe even more
Over time, this resentment naturally concentrated on him.

"Oh, no, I didn't show off the original 'lycanthropy' on my body, but you guys are happy to show it off."

Ke Lin shook his head and sighed, lamenting that the mentality of young people is not stable enough—he made up his mind, and asked Miss Rabbit if he could give him a name for his "lycanthropy".

It's best if the name can be orange, so as to suppress these bloated guys.

However, without thinking too much, Colin looked at their words again and noticed that there was no more discussion information about "Gene Compensation Panel 1.0"
It is estimated that there is no public beta yet, and there is a high probability that he is the only one who is using it.

Then, Ke Lin went along to look at the various questioning posts sent by those "newcomers".

The post asks many and varied things, but most of them are related to "Bonfire Company".
So it is basically certain that these people who joined recently, not to mention 90.00%, but [-]% of them must be members of the "Special Operations Department".

"No, it seems that there are similar actions abroad, but I don't know which ones are."

The information on the parchment has been translated so advancedly that even a dog would not be able to tell it apart.

Colin looked at it casually, and didn't think about it any further.

The leaders above don't care about people with ulterior motives who sneak in, let alone him.

After watching for a while, but finding no bigger "news", he put away the parchment and closed his eyes to rest.

At the same time, on another land shrouded in gray mist, Shana, who is a saint, is leading tens of thousands of victims to rest and station.

Although it is very difficult for this huge team to move, and sometimes they may not be able to walk ten kilometers in a day, but fortunately they have escaped from the center of the disaster.

In another ten and a half months, the team will be able to initially leave this quagmire of natural disasters and return to the normal world.

"People in this area really like black bread." Adjutant Danas followed behind the saint, and couldn't help but sigh.

Recently, almost every time I take a break, I can find a considerable amount of black bread from the ruined town.
Apart from love, she really couldn't think of any reason why people here could store so much black bread.

But no matter what, if it weren't for their support, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people who could survive until now.

Facing the words of her adjutant, the saint was noncommittal, but raised her delicate but very thin face, and cast her icy blue pupils towards a certain direction in the gray mist:
"Well, I feel that there seems to be a ruin not far away. With the integrity of this area, maybe more food can be found. Let me go and have a look. You are here to maintain order.

"If there is any danger, I will be back soon."

I hope to have some other food, even earthworm cakes. While praying from the bottom of her heart, Dinasi bent down and said "yes".

It's not that she has any complaints about those sour black bread, but that she really eats too much!

She is a little scared when she sees it now!
The pure and flawless white light quickly swept across the barren land, and came to an uninhabited town
Not long after, Shana stopped in front of the town, ignoring the danger in the town, but reached into the sleeve of her left hand with her right hand, and pulled out the yellowed and worn parchment——

The task is settled.

【Congratulations for completing this task. 】

[The evaluation of this task is: D. 】

"You got 'campfire points*50'."

"You got 'black hair hard black face*999'."

"Extra task reward 'bonfire points 65'."

"115 points."

Shana blinked and smiled, her bad mood improved a bit.

This mission took a long time overall, but the rewards were indeed very generous. These points alone could be exchanged for thousands of black bread, which probably barely supported them to leave the area of ​​the magic mist disaster.

Nowadays, the biggest reason for the team's slow action time is because the victims are really hungry and have no energy, and with these food to fill their stomachs, the departure time may be shortened by more than half.

For this mission, although she still paid some price, it was still within the acceptable range.

However, thinking of someone she met during this mission, her eyelids slightly closed, and the light in her delicate eyes flashed with the brilliance of thinking:

She seemed to smell the breath of a sacred object from that person.

If nothing else happened, the sacred object that had been lost for an unknown number of years had appeared beside Helena not long ago, and it appeared on this person again this time, which meant that the two seemed to be the same person.
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After thinking for a moment, Shana shook her head, but unfortunately the other party was not a bad person, so she couldn't just snatch it away.

"The previous requirement was an item with a strong enough attack effect, but..."

Shana couldn't help but feel a little headache. Due to some historical reasons, the "Light Sect" was forbidden by the major god religions and kingdoms to possess such props. Even if they had them, they were sealed under the Dormition Cathedral by the gods, and they could not be taken out at all.

If you want to take out an offensive item that matches it, it is estimated that you have to pay a lot of money
However, before the headache continued, Shana suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a function activated on the old parchment—【Interaction Hall】.

This thing also existed before, but it was gray, but it seemed to be able to be opened this time.

After thinking about it, just to be on the safe side, a blurry light and shadow clone walked out of her body, took the parchment and went to the other side, and made some protection, and the clone turned on the suddenly usable function instead of her.

After opening, there are some strange rules and regulations inside, except for nothing else
Some kind of invisible guidance made her understand that this thing seemed to be able to communicate with other people who held it.

"Will there be other people who hold this thing?"

Shanna is confused, the parchment has a long history in Guangjiao, but in a certain event long ago, it was once sealed by a great god-level existence, but even such an existence cannot really seal it. The seal cannot be destroyed.

Because, as long as there is a saint in the "Light Religion", it will break through all the seals and appear beside the saint to provide help, such as now.

If there is no parchment, there may be less than one person in ten who can come here alive.

For that, she was grateful.

And through some tasks, Shanna knew that there was probably more than one parchment, but she had never seen the second parchment appear, not only because she hadn't seen it, but also from the descriptions about it in other records.

In this world, it seems to be unique.

At this moment, looking at the empty chat room, out of curiosity, she edited a message and sent it up.

"Is anyone here?"

After a long time, there is still only one message on the top without any response.

(End of this chapter)