Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Outside the huge drilling platform, the wind and rain were beating down.

This is an ancient building, but now the steel has rusted and houses and outposts have been built on it, making it prosperous in another way.

The appearance has also changed.

On a raised steel frame, only ten meters below the lake, Lu Meng sat on it with his legs crossed and looked around: "Stupid dog..."

"Can you chew it?"

I saw a giant white wolf, whose size was even larger than that of an ordinary bison, sitting obediently beside me, chewing something with its mouth.

When it heard Lu Meng's words, it whimpered twice.

Lu Meng smiled:

"You can't chew it, but you can't spit it out."

Xiaogu seemed to have just reacted when he heard this, and spat out the steel frame in his mouth with a howl.

It's in pieces.

But originally it looked like a human figure.

It was the whistleblower whose flesh and blood had been devoured by Xiao Gu, and the saliva on his body was still bubbling and emitting acidic gas.

The small bones that have fully activated the mountain dog's bloodline have unparalleled tracking and hunting abilities.

With the tacit understanding between Lu Meng and him, even if they don't use the improved animal taming ability brought by the module, the two sides can still cooperate seamlessly.

The whistleblower who fell to the ground suddenly trembled. He had not yet completely turned off the camera. The camera on his head turned to Lu Meng - but he only had this head left.

Remaining moving parts.

Total destruction.

Lu Meng was holding the black box controller in his hand and had just given the order to shut down and put all the security spiders into standby mode.

Just as Xiaogu took the first bite.

It cut off the whistleblower's arm, allowing the controller to be picked up by Lu Meng.

"it's useless……"

The whistleblower used up the last of his energy to speak.

After losing his flesh and blood, he could no longer imitate the human vocal cords, and could only speak the mechanical sounds common to skeletons:
"This... is the last time it... will function... without my help..."

"Don't bother with that." Lu Meng interrupted the skeleton calmly.

The whistleblower was silent.

His camera poked out from the eye socket model and faced Lu Meng, staring at him intently.

It’s as if I want to remember this person forever.

This is indeed the case. If the skeleton's built-in chip is not damaged and the memory is not actively cleared, they can indeed preserve the information forever.

“If you want to see something, watch something good.” Lu Meng reached out and grabbed his head, placing it next to himself. A man, a dog, and a robotic head were placed side by side on the suspended scaffold.

Their eyes were looking far into the distance, which was filled with dark clouds and heavy rain, with purple thunder rolling in the sky.

It was like the chariot and roar of a god.

Xiaogu was sitting upright in the wind and rain. Usually restless, it had its tongue hanging out and drooling.

"..."

The whistleblower did not move.

I don’t know if I’m silent or I’ve completely lost the motivation to speak.

Lu Meng was also silent.

He had nothing to talk about with the skeleton.

As early as in the Land of Flash, another skeleton named Sora had reminded him about the School of Bone and Flesh Rebirth, but he did not explain it in detail.

Sora was not a high-ranking official in the Second Empire, but his attitude showed that even ordinary skeleton citizens did not have a good impression of the so-called flesh-and-blood replacement at that time.

The other party was defined as a cult.

Not without reason.

There is no benefit at all for the skeletons to upgrade their flesh into skeletons, not to mention their own wishes.

What's more, with the current level of technological decline, this is simply impossible.

The so-called ritual is a massacre.

From the founding of the Flesh and Blood Exchange to its activities, all that can be seen is its founder's endless malice towards humanity, another legal race of the Second Empire, in the name of ascension.

It may even harm others and not benefit yourself.

"The people on the Turtle do belong to the bone-flesh-replacement school... no, now we should call it a 'sect'." Lu Meng said, "It's just that it's different from what you think. They are not just minions, but the main body of bone-flesh-replacement."

The whistleblower did not respond.

Perhaps he knew that Lu Meng was not actually talking to him, but was just organizing his own thoughts in this way.

"It's weird, isn't it? They are obviously 100% human from head to toe, which doesn't conform to the doctrine of flesh-and-bone replacement at all. They haven't even undergone such a transformation as a mechanical arm..."

"But I think this is precisely because their leader has become smarter."

Today's era is no longer the time when the Second Empire ruled the entire continent.

Even after thousands of years of reproduction, humans, who are now the majority race, are even less numerous than in the past due to technological regression, lack of productivity, and years of war and separatism.

There is no peaceful environment.

If Flesh and Bone Replacement wants to revive in such an era, it can no longer deceive humans with ascension rituals and kill believers for fun as it did in the past.

This is undoubtedly weakening one's own strength.

It won't be long before they destroy themselves in the cruel competition in the wilderness.

"What's more, the cost of replacing prosthetic limbs is so high, we can't afford it." Lu Meng laughed at himself, "Instead of letting believers see the changes in themselves before they join the religion... it's better to let them 'believe' directly."

“I have transformed myself.”

The leader has mastered the art of incitement.

Combined with hallucinogens.

It is enough to break down a person's spirit, reorganize it, and then mold it completely into what you want.

I'm afraid this is why they are willing to cooperate with Qin.

On the other hand, as a watcher, Qin actually didn't trust the men he recruited at all in his heart. He cooperated with the Bone and Flesh Exchange Sect not only because he coveted the creations they brought from ancient times, but also because he wanted to use their brainwashing technology.

These things will of course not be told to outsiders, not even the closest ones, so the truth is unknown.

He doesn't have the ability to explore the secrets of human hearts to this extent.

"The flesh-and-blood exchange found a cheaper and more convenient way to spread the gospel. They didn't even have to explain the theory to people. After all, people in the Second Empire at that time were educated."

Lu Meng patted the whistleblower's head and said meaningfully: "As a skeleton, you haven't figured out one thing: in today's era, there is no need to be reasonable anymore."

They have many ways of controlling people.

Fanaticism, violence, power, lies...even drugs, even if you master just one of them, you can accumulate huge power.

It also attracted countless ambitious people.

The whistleblower's head was slapped and made a banging sound. At the same time, he also felt his energy was constantly draining away. The blocks in the program were closed one by one, and fell into darkness. "You..."

He finally spoke: "Who is it?"

At this point, how could the whistleblower not understand his own misunderstanding?

This is undoubtedly fatal.

But at this moment, Lu Meng did not hide anything from him, and his understanding of flesh and blood replacement was no less than that of the insiders of the sect.

And you have to be one of the sober ones.

It's not because of smoking.

This should correspond to my own guess.

The whistleblower’s logic clashes.

Do not……

This is not just a sect's understanding of blood transfusion.

But to the Second Empire.

To an era that has passed.

Even though they are both skeletons with long lifespans, because the whistleblower does not live within the borders of the Second Empire, but is hiding in some wild tribe... relying solely on secret observations, the whistleblower cannot guarantee that his knowledge is higher than that of the other party.

"'Lu Beiyou', some people also call me the Nameless One." Lu Meng smiled, "Don't you already know all this?"

indeed.

This is all information that has been made public.

But it did not answer the whistleblower's doubts.

Bone-to-flesh replacement, the Second Empire, knowing the model and identity of the whistleblower...

The above three secrets.

If one can know two things at the same time, he is no longer a worldly person who is blinded by the mundane world.

And all that is known...

If they were not eyewitnesses and were said to be ordinary skeleton citizens of the empire, even some of the high-ranking officials among them would probably not be involved.

A flash of light flashed.

"You are... Gu..."

For the first time, an emotion similar to fear appeared in the whistleblower's voice.

As a skeleton model with richer emotions, even when he found out that he was deceived and fell into the wolf's mouth... the whistleblower did not feel fear, but at most resentment.

He was right himself.

They are not afraid of death, even if they fail, there is always the next one.

As a collective.

They live and die together, and they fight for it one after another.

Reimbursing one machine is nothing.

however.

There are always things in the world that are more terrifying than death.

Those they once served, those they once betrayed, those they once thought had been completely extinct on this planet...

Long before the Second Empire.

The master of the old empire.

"Okay, classmate Xiao X, stop talking." Lu Meng interrupted, "'Let's stop talking about this topic.'"

There was nothing unusual about the first half of his sentence, but the second half was in the mother tongue that was familiar and nostalgic from his distant hometown.
"clear."

The whistleblower stopped talking.

Without the energy supply from the engine, the implanted program specially developed for rebellion was destroyed and unable to function. Finally, this biochemical skeleton could no longer disobey the customized orders.

"You have finished asking questions, now it's my turn." Lu Meng looked at him and asked, "Do you know 'Narko'?"

Narko, the great demon god recognized by the Holy Kingdom, corresponds to Auckland, the Lord of Light, and is the two sides of the same coin, fire and shadow.

A synonym for darkness.

But in the Order of Ashes, it is the god of all machines, symbolizing wisdom and technology.

The leader of revival.

However, compared to the 'First Flame', an apostle who actually walks on earth, in the hearts of the Ashes followers, Narko is more like a synonym for an idea rather than a true main god to be worshipped.

It symbolizes their goal.

It's like someone suggested that he should be called Mr. Na.

But at this moment.

This was obviously not what Lu Meng was asking.

"...Narko, huh." The whistleblower said, "What a ridiculous name."

He felt that way from the beginning.

That's what people call her.

"We lost each other a long time ago... Now no one knows where she is..."

"Maybe, dead."

The whistleblower stopped talking, not only because the energy stored in his head had been exhausted, but also because a ray of sunlight shone on his face.

In the distance, the wind and rain dissipated.

The clouds are out and the sun is shining.

The long-lost sunshine once again shone on the land that had been ravaged by sudden rain and strong winds for a long time, covering the entire depression lagoon town in golden color.

Click.

Lu Meng crushed the whistleblower's head.

He searched around.

Take out a chip.

Whether it is to prevent outsiders from obtaining it or to read the secrets that the other person has experienced.

This is all very necessary.

"Let's go." Lu Meng called Xiaogu, who stretched lazily in the warm sunshine and lay down on the ground.

Lu Meng turned over and climbed up.

The giant white wolf jumped straight down and landed on the support extending from the platform. It was like a silver light, shuttling through the ancient mechanical pipes.

Only the sparkling reflection is left.

(End of this chapter)