Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 548 Drawing fire from the bottom of the cauldron
"Do you know how Langton is doing now?" Taking the opportunity of delivering food, Heine asked the mysterious man in the laboratory this question that had made her unable to sleep and eat for some time.

"Which aspect do you mean? The social collapse caused by the closure of factories and the unemployment of workers? Or the rampant evil cult outside the city, where people are slaughtered like livestock?" The mysterious woman was still busy with her work and did not seem to care about Heine's question, but every word she said hit the point and answered Heine's question: "I know, but what do you think I can do? Or what do you think I am doing now?"

"But..." Heine tried to say something, but after struggling for a long time, he couldn't say anything.

"I understand what you mean. You think that with my identity I should come out to preside over everything, maintain and restore order in Langton, so that everything can return to normal, at least so that the people can have food to eat and survive..." The mysterious person did not mind Heine's attitude. She could understand why Heine asked such a question.

After all, Heine grew up in Langton. Seeing his hometown become what it is now, anyone would feel uncomfortable and want to do something to change it.

You have to know that three years ago, Langton was the largest and most prosperous city in the world. Even beggars would puff out their chests with pride when mentioning Langton.

But now, if you were to tell the people of Langton three years ago that this is the Langton of today, they would definitely laugh at you and not believe every word you say.

This is Langton, the capital of the Victoria Empire! Who could turn the capital of the Victoria Empire into a city where people's livelihood is in decline and all industries are in decline? Even to the point where evil cults are rampant and people are cannibalizing each other?

Although the sentence in history books that there was a great famine that year and people were eating each other is just six short words, what kind of blood and tears and heinous human tragedy are hidden behind these six words is something that no one can imagine, nor are they willing to imagine.

At this moment in Langton, just as recorded in history books, there was a great famine and people were eating each other.

In addition to these, there are many more problems that make the entire Langton truly like hell.

At this time, if someone can stand up to turn the tide and save the people from the dire straits, there is no doubt that this person will be hailed as a hero and savior.

"But can these really save Langton?" The mysterious man looked at Heine and asked her a soul-torn question.

Heroes who can save the world only appear in fairy tales; there are no such heroes in reality.

Even the mysterious man who was extremely powerful and even omnipotent in Heine's eyes could not do such a thing.

In other words, she is trying to solve the problem at hand from the root.

She knew clearly that the root cause of all this was the Old Gods. Their return brought doomsday disasters to the entire world, and the chain reactions caused by these disasters led to the hell on earth in Langton City today.

To solve all this, we must first eradicate the source that caused all this to happen, and then we can truly save the world.

Otherwise, everything will only be a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

Apart from anything else, just when she was working so hard to improve people's lives and enable them to struggle out of their hellish current situation, the evil cults would send a divine attack, which was enough to turn all her efforts into ashes.

So in the final analysis, if you want to save this world and the people of Langdon, you must defeat the Old Gods and the evil cults that believe in them. "Can you defeat those Old Gods?" Heine understood what the mysterious man meant, so he changed the question.

"I'm not sure about this." The mysterious man sighed, and seemed to be not very confident: "I don't want to lie to you, but I really am not sure, because the power of the old gods is beyond my prediction.

Before I actually witnessed the coming of an Old God and the destruction he could bring, I could not estimate or judge how powerful they were and what it would take to defeat them."

"Then everything you are doing now..." Hearing the mysterious man's answer, Heine's face showed some surprise, but she quickly looked at the metal frame that had already taken shape in the big pit in the laboratory, with confusion and puzzlement in her eyes.

The mysterious man just smiled at Heine's confusion and did not blame her. Instead, he explained: "Knowing that it is impossible to do it, but still doing it, the world always needs one or two fools, doesn't it?

If I don't prepare to defeat the enemy just because I don't know how powerful the enemy is, then when the enemy comes, won't I be able to just surrender and wait to die?
If we do it, we may still have hope! If we don’t do it, then there is really no hope at all.”

"I... understand! Is there anything I can help you with?" Heine looked at the mysterious person, trying to provide her with the best help he could and do his part in this matter.

After hearing Heine's question, although the mysterious man felt that he could solve the problem by himself, he still picked up a drawing from the laboratory table and handed it to Heine: "If you want to help, you must understand the drawing first."

"Yes!" Heine answered loudly with some excitement, his whole body filled with a sacred sense of mission from the bottom of his heart.

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On the other side, in the Alchemist Guild, Sandrion and Perfect were also working hard.

In front of them are a large number of parts and raw materials that have undergone preliminary processing. Their job is to assemble these things after further processing to make a new god-killing armor.

Although the first God-killing Armor built by Perfectot was huge in size and powerful, both Perfectot himself and Sandrion, who has now broken through the shackles of legend, felt that the first generation of God-killing Armor should still have room for improvement in terms of flexibility and power.

Before Perfect decided to return to Longton, they had already made an optimization plan for the project.

After all, the first generation of God-killing Armor was also the work of the two of them. Only the two of them knew how many compromises were made in order to make the God-killing Armor.

At that time, they had to compromise due to various reasons. Now, when making a new generation of God-killing armor, they naturally have to modify all those compromises, so that the new generation of God-killing armor can exert more powerful power and be better able to adapt to the complex and changing battlefield environment.

However, this is not an easy thing. Even though Sandrion has now broken through to the legendary level and Perfect has basically reached the legendary threshold, it is still not an easy thing.

(End of this chapter)