Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

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After solving the problem of the construction team, An Lun returned to the beautiful boat in a good mood.

However, just after my wife drew the three views of Kesusu, the girls encountered another problem.

——The craftsmen they found couldn't carve god statues at all.

It's not a technical problem, all the craftsmen recruited by the girls have physical problems without exception.

Some people just picked up the chisel, and for no reason they started to have a high fever.Some people lost consciousness after chanting 'Cthulhu Fhatgn' inexplicably.

What's more, after seeing the three views drawn by my wife, I began to experience a series of symptoms such as dizziness, diarrhea, and vomiting.

"Well, so that's the case, Mr. Ke is really not an existence that ordinary people can touch..."

After hearing Fusang's explanation, An Lun quickly came to a conclusion.

After all, in his previous life, he also read many books related to ancient gods.

"Your Highness, do you know the reason for this?"

"Well, based on a preliminary guess, these craftsmen should have lost their San value."

"Three value?" Looking at his Highness in a daze, it was the first time Fusang had heard such a term.

"The so-called San value is Sanity, that is, rationality. To a certain extent, it can also be counted as a person's spiritual power." An Lun stroked the stubble on his chin and patiently explained: "For example, seeing some When supernatural things, or things that are so terrifying that the spirit is stimulated, the SAN value of human beings will drop. When the SAN value becomes 0, people will go crazy and lose their minds. Fortunately, these craftsmen are only affected by some small Stimulation, it will heal after a while."

"Supernatural things, do you mean the gods?"

Because he felt that Lord Shenming was a good person who saved His Highness, Fusang subconsciously ruled out the option that the craftsmen were too terrifying.

"Well... this is troublesome."

An Lun frowned. He seemed to have underestimated Mr. Ke's power.

It is almost impossible to find an artisan in this world who is immune to the drop in San value.

unless……

"Your Highness, is there no other way?"

Fusang looked a little disappointed.As a priestess, she cannot worship the gods she believes in.It's like forcing a lion to graze.

"Although I'm not sure, but let's give it a try."

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Take the girls to Mikasa's collection room.

As soon as he entered the door, An Lun saw Mikasa who was putting together a new model.

By the way, this new ship model was specially bought by Mikasa's disciple as a thank-you gift for the girls in Bismarck City when she was helping them train.

"commander?"

Raising his head curiously, Mikasa put down the parts in his hands: "Everyone, are you here to appreciate my new work? Oh, unfortunately, the new work is still short of the final hull. It may be done today. Disappointed everyone."

"Ahahaha, I haven't finished spelling yet..."

Following Mikasa's words, he pretended to be very interested in model ships.

However, just when Mikasa was going to show everyone his previous works, An Lun suddenly changed the subject and handed the drawings drawn by my wife to Mikasa: "Mikasa, you can't even make such a fine work. The model can be made, so she must be a girl with ingenuity. So, I want to ask, are you interested in stone carving?"

That's right, the only thing An Lun mentioned before is that the ship girl, who even Ke always fears, came to build its idol!

"Stone carving?" Mikasa asked solemnly with her hands on her hips, without looking at the drawings that An Lun had sent over, "Commander, do you want me to carve a model of a beautiful boat on the deck?"

"..."

Da Xianbei, can you think about the model boat all day long!

If you go on like this, you will really become a jerk and a dead house!

Seeing that Mikasa, who was once relied on by Shige Sakura's juniors, has been raised by herself in such a way, a strong sense of guilt suddenly arises in An Lun's heart.

At this moment, An Lun silently made up his mind.

After arriving in the next city, be sure to take Mikasa out for a walk.At least, she can't be allowed to stay at home all the time.

"Well, Mikasa... Although it is not a model ship, it is still very important to the tutelary fort."

After explaining it to Mikasa from beginning to end, after a while, Daisenbei, who had figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing, looked squarely at the blueprint in his hand.

"Hey~ This is the god who is kind to the commander and us."

Carefully observing the shape on the drawing, Mikasa couldn't help but express: "It's really completely different from the eight million gods of our Sakura."

"Uh, Senior Mikasa, do you have a solution?"

Staring at the big senbei nervously, Fusang knew that Senior Mikasa was the last hope for her and Yamashiro.

"Well, although I have never made a statue of a god. However, since it is the god that everyone will worship in the future, I am still willing to give it a try."