Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 345 Erwuzi Meeting

Just a few minutes ago, Heine ran into trouble.

As the collective memory of Nibla City gradually stabilizes, the "blueprint" for building this city is almost ready.

But at this stage it is just a memory that can only be experienced by those who participated in it, rather than actually being built.

Next, Heine faced two choices.

Or, project it into the real world - just like the one-kilometer-radius image of the blight scar that cost him half of his fortune.

Or, project it in the other world - just like the copy of Yingxian Mountain.

But both of these require the consumption of a large amount of charging stones or mental power.

The difference is that the former requires an astronomical number, while the latter only requires half of this number.

Heine really has no money.

Downloading this 20G blueprint requires at least 50G of available disk space, and when it is finally built, it only takes up 1G of space.

For most people, this memory is completely unfamiliar before they are exposed to it.

That is, those guys who have performed well in "Battle Royale" and can learn deception skills from Marcus in the future.

If we use "download" and "hard disk space" as an example, that is:

The problem is that this is not pure text, but the memory of a city.

But the problem is that the current action plan against Nibra is only a small-scale penetration and does not require the intervention of so many people.

The bronze mirror is like a pager, with an old-world beauty.

So, Heine was troubled by this problem.

For Heine, after working on McCalla's "system" for half a month, using this mirror again suddenly felt like a trance like "Rebirth in 199x".

In comparison, his optimal solution was to build a city out of adobe and combine it with the light sleep mode, just like the battle royale copy of Trace of Blight.

Then Heine found this place.

The content was very simple and exciting. The other party said that he had found a clue to Lloyd and asked him to follow a certain wave to find him.

But there is a saying that the underworld is undoubtedly the shoulders of giants.

Just then, the mirror shook.

He received a message from Collins.

So they just need to share this memory with people who need it.

Therefore, he had to find a way to transfer this memory.

Thanks to the underworld, McCalla's technological progress was so rapid.

To be precise, the other party contacted him through their common boss, Mr. Zhen Sa.

These 50 G storage space represents the fifth level, and it is the fifth level of intelligence profession.

But once you accept it and integrate it with your own memories of other cities, it becomes less strange.

Whether it is the "mirror" connected to the other world, or the My Kara that everyone has now, or the method he uses to conceal his soul fluctuations and disguise himself as "Gray", they are all based on the "Ghost Technology" of the underworld. Improvement.

This time he was trying to cross the river through the underworld, and he won.

Now he's interested in Collins' unique access method.

Can you actually escape from the mirror?

Now I have to ask carefully.

This guy obviously hasn't arrived at the Ashes front yet, and he seems to be in a bad mood, and his soul is extremely dirty. This is probably a drawback of this access method.

But McCalla doesn't have this drawback.

But what Heine didn't expect was that the surprise that greeted him was not only Collins's method, but also Ansong Jitiler in front of him.

What's going on, the leader of this generation of Kitile actually took refuge in the underworld?
...

"Your Majesty, that's ridiculous. I'm just stuck there." Heine maintained Gray's "newcomer" persona, acting slightly reserved but neither arrogant nor arrogant.

Ansong's eyes lit up: "So you must know McCalla very well, right? How much do you know about the local Kitile?"

"I'd love to go around them. How much do you think I know?"

Heine teased deliberately, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

He also has a reason.

Although Lloyd's news was reported to the underworld through someone else's mouth, he also made it clear that this guy was at level six.

Level six!
Gray is currently at level five.

It didn't matter that he was hanging around in such a dangerous place, but a Northern Kitty actually opened his mouth and asked him if he knew Royd?
Is this a human question?
Co-author Just now, Collins didn’t listen to a word for a long time, right?
He wants to know about Lloyd, and is he so full that he asks Collins to help investigate?
If Gray's character was a little more irritable, Heine would have no problem scolding him now.

An Song seemed to realize that he had asked a stupid question, and his eyes were slightly embarrassed.

He cleared his throat and said bluntly: "Lloyd was a man who lived more than 800 years ago and was the eldest son of the defector Barry. I only found out that Lloyd had come to the temple for help in the past. He said that his father was still alive. It is very possible that He was captured by the elves from the east, but the temple at that time didn’t want to get involved, so they didn’t care.”

"Then what?" Heine asked: "Where did he go?"

Ansong: "I said, he is the son of a defector and is not under our control."

"It's not under your control?" Heine deliberately frowned and looked at Collins: "Then those necromancers who foiled your plan at the Blight Scar, rescued the attendant, and attacked you, are they not under the control of the Nice people? Gitil?”

"Yes."

Collins nodded: "I came to you today to explain this matter. At that time, I thought that Lloyd Jitiler had no connection with the Temple, so I reported my understanding of McCalla. As a result, my lord directly asked Ansong to come. After meeting me, I realized that I was wrong, very wrong.”

After a pause, he said loudly: "We were all deceived by that damn Lloyd, what a mist bomb! It was only later that I found out that McCalla's Burial Ground Academy was built with money from the Kitilers..."

Damn it, can this be connected?

"Gare Gitil?" Heine asked tentatively.

Ansong: "Yes, that's him! Now I finally know why Catherine's apprentices went to teach at the Boneyard back then. It turns out that their plan started long ago, just for today."

That's so right, brother, that's so right.

Heine couldn't help but want to applaud the two of them.

What a wonderful idea, even the black-bellied sister can't make up this story.

But he immediately realized that if this was the case, it meant that there had never been any sharing of information between these young men in the underworld...

So much so that Collins only found out about such an important figure as Ansong when something happened, and the two had never been in contact before.

So hardcore?

So, Heine couldn't help but ask: "So don't we have a way to share information? It's like a library."

When the two of them heard his question, they were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became solemn.

Collins: "You know what, you're questioning the wisdom of my Lord."

An Song: "Yes, how could you have such a bold idea?"

Heine said blankly: "When have I ever questioned my Lord?"

An Song: "Do you think my lord would not think of such a trivial matter?"

Heine: "But there is obviously nothing here..."

Collins: "The reason why our Lord did not do this must have His concerns!"

Seeing how serious the two of them were, Heine stopped talking and shrugged to show that he had no problem.

The two looked at each other and quickly changed the topic to some "little things".

This time Heine was really shocked...

Damn it?

Are the Nice people coming?

(End of this chapter)