Artificer Adventure Guide

Since Joanna didn't want to talk, Carl wouldn't ask.

Who doesn't have some little secrets?

After settling these people, Joanna left a black-robed man here to make some preparations, and then she left with the remaining three people.

Around early morning, more than 60 people hidden by Joanna arrived at the place arranged by Carl one after another, and the engineering constructs began to work.

But what Carl didn't expect was that the Storm Council's search came so soon.

"Master, there is a person outside who claims to be a member of the Storm Council who wants to see you."

The next morning, Carl had just finished breakfast and planned to continue developing mechanical creations to accumulate spirituality.

Then V informed Carl of this through the mental link.

Putting down the things in his hand, Carl hesitated for a moment, then assembled a newly made power armor, and then returned to the first floor.

At the door of the base, a fierce-looking strong man was waiting for Carl under the aim of several force field crossbows and various defensive equipment.

Although he had tried his best to stay calm, it was still a bit scary to be constantly aimed at his head by these things.

At this moment, the gate of the base opened.

"What do you want?"

Carl walked out of the gate after opening it wide enough for two people to pass through, and asked the councillor outside.

Seeing the owner of the base, the councillor seemed to be relieved.

He wanted to straighten up and say something reprimanding, but when he thought that this was Carl's territory, he swallowed the words that were on his lips again.

After reorganizing his words, the councillor finally spoke: "I have been ordered to investigate the criminals who brutally killed many innocent people in the market some time ago. I need to enter your base to search."

He thought that what he said was enough to give Carl face, but what he didn't expect was that Carl didn't make way for him to search, but asked:

"Are you responsible for the whole thing, or just responsible for the search of the underground ruins?"

The councillor frowned and replied: "Of course I am only responsible for the search of the underground ruins! Storm Bay is not big, but it is not small either. How can I search it alone?"

"Then what evidence do you have to prove that you are a member of the Storm Council? My base was just attacked by a druid of the Son of Winter and a group of bandits who have a grudge against the Storm Council some time ago. How do I know that you are not their accomplice?"

After being told by Carl, the councillor's eyes were wide open and he was ready to force his way in.

But the sound of the machine gun loading suddenly sounded on the surrounding walls.

The sound calmed him down for a moment, but he immediately thought that he and Carl were standing so close, and if those weapons really fired, Carl might be injured.

So he immediately wanted to grab Carl and use him as a shield.

This idea came to him almost in the blink of an eye, so his body executed the plan faster than his mind.

‘Sure enough, those mechanical sounds are just for scaring people, this kid doesn’t dare to attack directly! He…’

Before the councillor could be happy for too long, the sole of a steel combat boot suddenly enlarged in his field of vision.

“Bang!”

After a dizzy moment, the councillor found that he had been kicked several meters outside the gate.

This time, those weapons had no scruples, and the force field crossbow and magic arrows hit him directly on the head.

Fortunately, this councillor had some skills in his early years, and after a backflip, he barely avoided a round of attacks.

But he also knew that this was Carl’s mercy, otherwise, those weapons would have beaten him into organic fertilizer with a little advance calculation.

The illusion brought by long-term holding of power dissipated a lot with this attack. The councillor clearly realized that his rights were nothing in front of a man who didn't care about these rights.

As long as he was willing to risk it, he would be no different from ordinary people.

And as long as the other party gave him a trick of reanimating the dead afterwards, he would never be able to revive again.

Thinking of this, the councillor broke out in a cold sweat.

"Are the officials in your place so unruly? Even the secret forces of the dwarves need a search warrant when they enter other people's homes to search. Do you want to prove that you are a member of the Storm Council just by talking? I said I am the young patriarch of the Dragon Mark Family!"

After saying that, Carl closed the door without giving face.

The councillor wanted to get closer, but there was another round of magic crossbow arrows in front of him.

Gritting his teeth, he had to search the bases of several other adventure groups in the underground ruins first.

But they were not fools. When there was movement on Carl's side, these adventure groups sent people to check the situation.

Carl didn't deliberately lower his voice just now, and the scouts heard it clearly.

So, the councillor was "invited" out by the adventure groups with the same excuse.

"Damn, what kind of world is this! I have to prove that I am myself?"

After kicking a rock hard, the councillor took a while to calm down, and then limped away.

...

"Hahahaha, you are so bad!"

In the base, Hope hugged Carl and laughed so hard that she was out of breath.

I don't know what Carl's previous behavior touched her funny bone, she is now laughing so hard that she can hardly stand up straight.

"That's right. He said he wanted to search us so we let him search us? Who knows who he is?"

Helping to pat Hope on the back, Karl leaned on his chin and looked calm.

"Then the Storm Council won't take revenge for this?"

On the sofa next to them, Bain and Thorin had worried faces.

They had suffered a loss before, and they were afraid that Karl might get angry too.

"What we should be afraid of now is the Storm Parliament. Our adventure group in the underground ruins openly kicked out the member who came to search and asked him to prove that he was a member of the Storm Parliament. This is actually a serious lack of deterrence of the Storm Parliament. phenomenon.”

Just like the Emperor Zhou was attacked with arrows in his previous life.

It doesn't matter whether the arrow hits or not, what matters is the act of someone daring to shoot at Emperor Zhou.

Once everyone sees the Storm Council's strong-willed nature, there won't be much time left before the Storm Council is liquidated.

If they were the original members of the council, they might be able to crush any rebellion with their sheer strength.

But what time is it now? All the big pirates from back then have gone ashore, and those in Storm Bay are just their first mates, sailors, and even the descendants of those first mates and sailors.

After explaining these truths clearly to Bain and Thorin, the two finally felt relieved.

But Xie said at this time: "What if the people in the Storm Council don't realize it?"

"Not aware? Ha! Attitudes will spread. They will soon realize that as long as those who attacked the Storm Parliament are still alive, people's attitudes towards the Storm Parliament will slowly change.

If someone spreads what we did to the members of the Storm Parliament at this time, the speed may be faster. "

After speaking, Karl turned his head and looked at Xie.

"Tsk, you kid really knows how to summon people, why don't you let Ying do it?"

Realizing that Karl wanted him to spread the news, Xie said a little unhappy.

As time went by, everyone became familiar with each other, and Scorpion even dared to joke with Karl.

"Shadow has other things to do. Besides, I'm giving you a chance to take revenge on the Storm Council. Don't you want to personally push the Storm Council off the edge of the cliff?"

Looking over the three of Bain, Karl chuckled and took out a strange-looking machine from the dimensional bag.

"This is a batch printing machine. First type out the content on a typewriter, then put the content roller on it, and you can print leaflets in batches."

After saying that, Karl handed over some more paper.

This thing is also a gadget that Karl recently made. He is now studying how to combine it with the construct to make it more intelligent.

"Wow, you thing... you top students have such brilliant brains!"

I wanted to praise Karl for being cunning and cunning, but when the words came to his lips, Scorpion realized that this was not a good word.

Thorin, who had been beating Karl for several days, naturally knew how to use this thing, so he and Bain carefully considered the words and made up a short story with added details about what had just happened, and then printed it in batches.

Xie took the news and returned to his previous job, giving the news and flyers to his colleagues in the "tavern" for free.

She is not worried that her affairs will be leaked, because the tavern has always done a good job of keeping secrets. The Storm Council at its peak might be able to learn Scorpion's true identity from them, but now...

Almost the same night that Scorpion spread the flyers, the Adventurers Association and other places spread the news.

In the streets and alleys, those gangsters who once bullied others by working for the Storm Council were put in sacks and had their legs broken.

The Sons of Winter's purge plan has now almost achieved results. The diluted Green Rain virus has "screened out" most ordinary people with weak physiques, and the remaining ordinary people are almost all people with the qualifications to become professionals.

On this night, there were many barbarians inspired by rage in the process of retaliating against the Storm Council.

Fury governs passion and revenge, anger and despair.

And revenge in rage is most likely to win His favor.

When the news reached the ears of those senior members of the Storm Council, these people felt that the sky was about to fall.

The current Storm Parliament relies on its previous deterrence to exploit the people of Storm Bay. When people have the consciousness of resistance, the illusory deterrence will gradually dissipate.

Of course, the most important thing is that because of the long-term comfort, the Storm Council has lost the absolute force that can dominate everyone.

"No! This can't go on like this! Go and find the stewards of the Dragon Mark family and other forces in Storm Bay... No! I'll go there myself! I'm afraid you won't be able to go!"

Getting up from the bed in a panic, the once mighty leader of the Storm Council staggered out of the room.

Thick lead-gray clouds enveloped the sky over Storm Bay. In this season of autumn, a heavy rain was about to completely cleanse the town.