How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 159 A truly strong person can work overtime without getting up (two-in-one)

Fujimaru Ritsuka woke up, and then immediately realized that she was not awake.

This may sound very contradictory to others, but to the Chaldean Master who has experienced many battles, it is something that has become as common as daily work.It would be better to say that she had not seen a similar scene for a long time, and she felt a little nostalgic about it, similar to "revisiting the old place".

——She has now fallen into someone else's dream.

You know, interlude, right?She carefully stood up from the surrounding darkness and made as little noise as possible, trying to confirm her surroundings so that she could roughly deduce which person needed psychological counseling in the dream.

Falling into other people's dreams is always dangerous, but fortunately, this is a dream.Fujimaru Ritsuka's body in reality has not fully recovered and is not yet very bright, so it cannot affect her state in the dream.Even though this dreamland is not her home field, judging from her own experience, the current physical abilities of Fujimaru Ritsuka are similar to what she considers to be a healthy state.

After getting up, the first thing she realized was that she was lying on a piece of untreated, hard gravel and rocks before getting up.This seemed to represent some kind of outdoor environment that had not been artificially repaired. However, the air around it was very dull, which made her suspect that she was actually in a closed place.

It was dark, but not completely dark.Fujimaru Ritsuka quietly added magic to enhance her vision: For a third-rate talent like her, such a basic magic is not easy to master, but she also believes that if she foresees long-term If you're living with a group of Nostramos, it's best to put more effort into mastering it.

Under the influence of magic, she slowly adapted to such a subtle light and began to be able to observe her surroundings normally.Then she realized she was in some kind of cave.This environment is obviously not pleasant. Although there are many obvious traces of manual carvings on the vast walls some distance away from her, and there are also some corresponding equipment and scaffolding and other fortifications piled nearby, it is obvious that all the above things The point of being here is not for beauty or art.

This is a mine.Fujimaru Ritsuka judged this.

Inferring from the clues of the "mining equipment" stacked in the distance that seemed advanced in her ancient mind, Fujimaru Ritsuka first guessed that this was the dream of Conrad Coates.

Although from her own point of view, or from the memory fragments that occasionally flowed after establishing a contract with the other party, their impression of Nostramo was more of a polluted sky and atmosphere, and a dull hive city. , pipelines that are always pumping out wastewater and sewage, "commoners" who are almost as numb as "animals", and luxurious nobles who have fallen into many crimes - but Nostramo, as a country with a large amount of fine gold reserves, To an outrageous planet, there are obviously mines on it.

But soon, she denied her guess, because she realized that the mine was not rich in adamantine, or at least, not the kind of adamantine that was common on Nostramo.Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't have much research in this area and couldn't tell what was being mined here, but she could at least realize that the ore produced here was very different from the one she was more familiar with.

Then things get weird.Looking at the mechanical equipment that could be held by one person and was simple, but to her still more advanced than the era she originally lived in, she didn't think that the other heroic spirits who currently maintained contracts with her would be born in such a situation. A dream in this era.This problem bothered her a little, but only for a moment - it wasn't even the problem of "it was impossible to tell the direction in such a dark place" that gave her a headache.

If soldiers come to block it, if water comes and earth comes to cover it, the chariot will find its way to the mountain.No matter which heroic spirit had a strange dream because of some stimulation recently, or her consciousness drifted to some messy place inexplicably, just standing there and thinking wildly would not allow her to find the answer, let alone solve the problem.

She couldn't tell the direction and didn't know where she should go, so she simply gave up thinking and chose a direction that seemed pleasing to her eyes.Just in case, Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up a pickaxe from the roadside and prepared it for self-defense.

This pickaxe is only very similar to the "pickaxe" that Fujimaru Ritsuka recognizes in its rough appearance. In fact, it has more complex structures and cables, and it is obviously attached to an unknown fuel-driven machine. The engine also has a very clear switch on the handle.

She didn't know what would happen if she turned it on, and she had no intention of giving it a try.Engineering accidents caused by mishandling equipment are terrible, and she actually doesn't really need the other features of this pick: it has a weight that is intimidating enough to swing, and has a sharp end, both of which The point is enough for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She is very familiar with similar situations, and naturally she will not forget the most basic rules: if you die in a dream, you are really dead - the only exception was during her illusion trial, but that time there was an Emperor. As security, it does not count.Although she is not afraid of taking risks, and even often makes scary risky moves, it does not mean that she will try to commit suicide no matter what.

Fujimaru Ritsuka carried a pickaxe and simply marked the parts he walked on the wall while walking through the dark mine.She couldn't tell how long she had been walking, but she only knew that the space around her was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and it was obviously not arranged according to the correct physical laws.She felt that she had been walking in a straight line and had never passed through the part she had walked before. However, the passage in this mine had ups and downs, with no forks and no end.

This may go on forever.After walking like this for an incalculable period of time and feeling tired, Fujimaru Ritsuka began to realize this.

As a Chaldean Master who can even cross the American continent on foot, Fujimaru Ritsuka may not be able to compare with the Astra Militarum infantry in this world in terms of marching speed. From the perspective of endurance alone, she may be faster than the current The mortal soldiers here are even worse.With the enhancement of magic, if we estimate based on her average score and physical steps, she should have walked at least [-] kilometers during this period, which is almost the distance of a day's hiking on flat land under normal conditions, but not yet. The ultimate limit of Fujimaru Ritsuka himself.

If he wanted to leave, he could indeed continue walking, but Fujimaru Ritsuka decided to rest where he was.Perhaps the only advantage of being in a dream is that she won't feel real hunger, so she doesn't need to bother looking for something to eat in this almost empty mine - but this is not the way to go.

She sat down against the uneven wall of the mine and thought about what to do next during a short rest.

To sort out the current situation: Although the mine itself is not strictly a straight line, it is indeed too "straight forward" for a "mine", and there is not even a fork in the road.In reality, this is of course very unreasonable, but this is a dream after all, so there is nothing too fussy about it.

The scenes inside dreams do not follow the logic of reality. These illogical scenes often express some kind of reflection in the subconscious mind of the dream owner.According to Fujimaru Ritsuka's past experience, she should encounter some other movable things while walking. These things are often more clear reflections of the nature of the problem, but obviously, in this paragraph, it can be called "what That's not how things work in a mine.

She didn’t know whether this was because the owner of the dream was special, or because the universe she was in was different and the rules of the dream were different. In the final analysis, until now, she still couldn’t figure out “Whose is this?” The most superficial question of "dream" did make her feel a little frustrated.

To her surprise, at the same time she felt frustrated, a black flame appeared beside her out of thin air.It did not emit light or heat. It only suddenly expanded with a little illusory hunting and burning sound, and spit out a human figure:
"You are really hard to find." Edmond Dantès, Count of Monte Cristo, complained. "Merlin sent me in only 3 minutes late, and you couldn't find anyone at all."

It’s hard to tell whether he took it for granted or was too tired to react. Fujimaru Ritsuka didn’t show any formal surprise and just asked calmly: “Can’t you just follow the general direction shown in the contract and come here?”

"This dream is like a tower made of gravel. Perhaps because of this, in my current senses, many things, including direction and distance, have become ambiguous." The Count of Monte Cristo replied, but his answer As usual, the listener is still confused, "In the end, I can only try to chase your emotions like a 'subspace creature' in this universe - do you realize that you are in a narrow and devoid of light?" Walked like this for eight hours in the passage, and there was no mental fluctuation during this period?"

The latter sentence was obviously a complaint, but Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little baffled by it.

"...is there something wrong with that?"

"Of course there are problems. If an ordinary person walked in this environment for three to 10 minutes, he would almost go crazy - but you even walked for eight hours at a stretch."

The Count of Monte Cristo was implicitly accusing her of acting recklessly regardless of her condition.In the past, Fujimaru Ritsuka would definitely talk about something here, trying to blur the topic and avoid a possible sermon.But now Fujimaru Ritsuka just tilted his head: "Isn't that great?"

Her reaction made Count Monte Cristo frown: something was wrong.This dream itself has not yet revealed its fangs, but its environment alone is enough to confuse the senses of a heroic spirit like the Count of Monte Cristo.It's hard to say that it won't have the slightest impact on ordinary people like Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Do you still remember how far you have walked?" He carefully confirmed the situation, "What did you see along the way? What kind of marks did you make? What kind of clues did you get?"

For Fujimaru Ritsuka, this was a question that should have been answered without a second thought.As the Master of Chaldea, a battlefield commander who often sees the frontline, it should have become her instinct to remember and use this basic information at any time, and she should blurt it out when asked - but she was obviously He showed a "reminiscing" expression, and it was obvious that he was having a hard time remembering.

"It feels like I walked about forty kilometers," she said slowly.

Although it cannot be ruled out that the dream itself changed after Fujimaru Ritsuka passed by, or that Merlin did not put the two of them in the same position when he dropped it, the Count of Monte Cristo passed through the "original point" again. Shi calculated it very carefully - he was able to move at high speed with his Noble Phantasm, so he crossed this distance almost in an instant, but "this distance" was actually 52 kilometers.

There will eventually be errors between "feeling" and "actuality", but Fujimaru Ritsuka should have been very skilled in similar estimations, and such a large error is almost impossible to occur.

The Count of Monte Cristo frowned even more.He was thinking whether to wait for Fujimaru Ritsuka to answer all his questions slowly, or to throw the words "There's something wrong with you" directly in her face now.However, while he was hesitating about this, the Master of Chaldea also realized something.

"I feel... something's not right." She tried her best to drive her obviously heavy thoughts, as if she was stirring a bucket of cement that was about to set. "Apart from the matter of 'I'm walking', I think I can’t remember what happened before I got up. I should have looked around, but I don’t remember what I saw.”

"..." The situation seems to be worse than the Count of Monte Cristo imagined: although he only cast a quick glance on the road, he also clearly saw some... quite shocking sights.

There were piles of corpses of miners, rebels armed with guns but suppressed, black monsters with feathers, claws and twisted wings, broken fragments of Astartes, and so on.He did not think that any sane person would easily forget these scenes and find them difficult to recall.Fujimaru Ritsuka, at least before coming to this dreamland, was obviously mentally normal.

"It's... hard for me to think right now." Fujimaru Ritsuka struggled to get up from the ground, "But this won't work-"

"——I understand, please calm down first." Count Monte Cristo said soothingly, and then followed the other party's movements to focus on the tools she placed beside her.

"What did you bring?" he asked cautiously.

"Huh?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's reaction was still half a beat too slow, but overall it was quite timely. "I got this from the place where I started..."

She slowly turned her head back and turned her gaze to the tool.After realizing that "something was wrong", she couldn't say the word "pickaxe" in her mouth.

What was leaning quietly against the wall was not a pickaxe, but a thigh bone that was obviously human and connected to a knee joint.

——An ordinary little girl of this age group would scream loudly when she realizes this. Even Fujimaru Ritsuka himself would be startled under more normal circumstances.But now she doesn't show any similar emotions at all. Rather than saying "calm", she is now "slow".

With the evidence here, the conclusion is clear: this is a kind of cognitive pollution.Normally, Fujimaru Ritsuka would be able to think of this in an instant, but now, it took her a full three seconds.The Count of Monte Cristo worriedly confirmed to her: "Is there something wrong? Otherwise, I will take you away from this dream." She still stood there and just shook her head.

It took her maybe five or six minutes to desperately drive her stagnant thinking, and then she finally succeeded in understanding it all, relying on the Count of Monte Cristo's repeated reminders:
Since this dream will pollute her cognition, then naturally, it may also pollute her spirit.Her current emotional response is very slow, her concentration has decreased, it is difficult to accept new information from the outside, and it has become difficult to think.For her, this was a very abnormal thing, and these changes all occurred after she entered this dream - so obviously, there was no need to mention the initiator.

"I've read that these are typical 'depressive symptoms.'" Fujimaru Ritsuka also began to have flaws in her wording. "I'm not a real psychiatrist, and I don't take my diagnosis seriously, but for convenience, I still Let’s call it that.”

"Compared with all this, I think it's better for you to go back first." The Count of Monte Cristo did not answer, but instead proposed another plan, "You go back and have a good sleep and don't think about anything; I will go back and beat Merlin. He deserves it."

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't speak for a while.This made the Count of Monte Cristo a little uneasy.Normally, he would be willing to believe all the Chaldean Master's judgments, but the current situation was obviously different.He began to feel a little unsure. Judging from the other party's current mental state, whether this matter should continue to be left to her to judge.

"Tell me, whose dream is this?" she asked after a brief silence.

The Count of Monte Cristo didn't know whether this was her thinking after she had recovered to some extent, or whether the items she decided to explore a long time ago finally queued up and arrived on the to-do list in a slow process.He thought for a moment and finally decided to use "answer truthfully" as the next round of testing:

"Corvos Corax," he said. "Do you remember who he is?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood silently for a while and did not respond immediately.

The Count of Monte Cristo's heart sank.

　Miwu (Leopard Death)

　　I overestimated myself, but I still feel like I can’t do it.

　　By the way, the original body is really not that easy to fight in the interlude, and the Crow King's problem cannot be solved with a dream treatment.Look at Curze's intermission (what the heck), he had to fight the entire Great Crusade and finally save Nostramo, and then he still had the same virtues, and basically didn't improve other than his favorability...

　　Suddenly thinking about it, I must shout: depressive symptoms do not equal depression!Anyone may experience temporary depressive symptoms due to various things, but if it is not depression, you still need to see a reliable psychiatrist!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)