The Riddler Get Out of Terra

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He was surprised by the other person's youth.

"It's okay, brother, everything is over. There are no nobles here who demean their dignity by giving away things. There are only poor people who are also being persecuted."

The young man who was stunned by his refusal quickly recovered. Because of the close distance, the hood could no longer hide his face. Under the darkness caused by the hood, the guard saw a face that was as abnormally worn by the tundra ice and snow as he was. Rough face.

Now the owner of this face was smiling at him. The young guard was so honest and without a trace of scheming that he took a breath and felt a little ashamed in his heart.

"Hugging and sorry are all my past habits. I didn't expect this to happen. I'm sorry."

He immediately bowed his head and apologized.

"It doesn't matter. I was even worse than you at the beginning. Let alone carrying things, I was shaking all over when you were near me - I was whipped by the village chief in the past, and I developed a muscle habit."

The young man with a weathered face didn't take it seriously, and even told him his tragic past to comfort him nonchalantly.

The guard's heart felt warm, but he was not shy. He took the supplies from the young man and asked him:

"Thank you, brother, our side is really like Miss Alina said..."

"Oh, you are talking about a newly opened base," the young man immediately understood what he meant: "You are quite lucky. What you encountered is the newly opened base. It is said that the leader of Tata has perfected the hydropower structure early and can use water normally. The electricity is on!"

"What?! Water and electricity!"

The guard opened his eyes in shock, how could this be possible?water?electricity?Isn’t this a good thing that can only be enjoyed by moving cities?How could the infected in the wasteland enjoy it? !

"Yes, we use water and electricity. Chief Tata has led us to build many bases. We plant crops, raise livestock, study and educate, dig mineral soil, and have doctors and industrial equipment. Many things have been taken care of. "

The young man wearing a black hood answered his doubts and showed his arm hidden in his sleeve in front of him, letting the guard touch the black Originium crystal on his arm with his own hands:

"The doctor's medical skills are very good. He collected herbs to cure my mineral disease. Now it has gone from the active stage to the dormant stage, and I can live longer."

"Hiss!" The young man took a breath of air in pain: "Brother, don't hit me so hard. Even though I'm dormant, I can still feel it!"

"Sorry, sorry! I'm so excited, brother. It turns out that we really don't have to explode into a puddle of meat in a few years. It turns out that we really don't have to count the days day by day. I, I..."

The guard let out a sob. He stroked the dim Origin Stone crystal on the young man's arm like a pilgrim, carefully stroking every part where it was connected to the flesh and blood, feeling the tremors on the stone that kept beating with the young man's pulse. His face turned red with excitement, as if he saw the hope of life.

"It's okay, brother, you can also advise others. Life is not easy now. The pickets are getting stricter and stricter. If there is no one else to protect you... ugh!"

The young man patted the guard on the shoulder.

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Jorum and Franz stood behind Alina, watching the infected people in the camp take the white rice with joy or hesitation, guarding it like a treasure in their hearts.

"Infected people are so easily satisfied, don't you think so?"

Jorum whispered to Franz.

"You always like to joke with me," Franz struggled to resist the desire to scratch his skin, and replied to Tartarus with sweat: "Who doesn't know your wisdom? They are not satisfied, they are the earth. There are only so many options given.”

The corners of Jorum's lips curled up, and he smiled at Franz's wisdom, so he crossed the topic and introduced to Franz:

"The erosion of the God of Desire is not as simple as you think. Now you are thinking about scratching your skin, but maybe tomorrow, it will become a motionless laziness lying on the ground - all desires that exceed the limits of survival will be eliminated. He controls it.”

"This!" Franz was surprised by the breadth of the God of Desire's power: "How could He do this! If He is really so powerful, those Ursus nobles..."

"Because neither courage, wisdom nor life desire has a channel to project power into the material world - but not long ago, the evil movement tore open the virtual world.

Gate, their power can also follow the path of evil spirits. "

Joellen took a deep look at Franz:

"I don't know what Ursus intends to do with the demonic flesh and blood, but their actions have obviously further expanded its power. The influence on the world through the barrier has also increased, allowing the power of the four gods to also penetrate."

"Fortunately, everything is still under control."

At the moment when Franz was panicking about the unexpected situation, Tartarus sighed softly and comforted him who was frightened by the power of the God of Desire:

"After all, the four gods are relying on the channel of the evil demon. Their power is one after another. One is strong and the other is weak. Before the evil demon dies, they stand with us."

"That……"

Then why am I still being tortured by the God of Desire?

Qiao Lun had already guessed what Franz meant and explained:

"If you were the complete God of Desire, you would have become His puppet by now, and you would probably have gone to the depths of the tundra to experience the stimulation of desire - your current appearance... is just a by-product of His power. "

"Just...a by-product?"

Franz said with difficulty.

"Otherwise? The psychic factors have even gone through thirty layers of weakening before they can be accepted by your bodies. The residue that is not even a by-product can be imbued with a strong spirit - the evil spirits are crazy, but the four gods are rational. …”

Qiao Lun sighed quietly as he looked at the happy scene in front of him.

Chapter 124 Insanity

Regardless of how ecstatic Franz was when he learned that the evil demons were not alone, and that there were four opponents secretly poking at it in the virtual realm, preparing to backstab it, Joellen was actually disappointed that Tallulah found the camp after she returned. The reaction after all the moves was very interesting.

——That's right, after Tallulah was taken away by the black snake who had a flaw in her soul and was immediately stunned, someone from Qiao directly called Alina to come and take care of her.

Since you, Black Snake, dare to play spiritual warfare with Tallulah, then I, Qiao Lun, will tear down your entire material foundation for you... It’s not a big deal, right?

Thinking of Tallulah falling into the black snake trap, she returned to the camp with great satisfaction and planned to accept the calls of the infected. However, she found that the camp was already empty and there was not even a piece of moldy bread left for her. Qiao Lun thought Laugh out loud.

The infected people in the western part of the tundra have been almost completely absorbed by the integration, and ordinary people are also moving towards unity through constant participation and persuasion - even the pickets and slave-catching teams are integrated people, so why should they refuse?

Is it that the technology for integrating auxiliary agricultural production is not strong enough, or is it that the first industrial construction of the tundra is not strong enough?

Even if there are die-hard elements, they are stagnated by their wealth when they occasionally go to other villages, and start licking their faces to find integration with the exposed messenger team to seek unity.

It’s not that no one is trying to report these villages that have turned to unknown forces to satisfy their dark desires - even if the report is meritorious, the upper levels of Ursus will not give any reward. These people report just to harm others and not benefit themselves, and they can’t stop themselves from satisfying themselves. Jealousy and injustice.

Sadly, where can they go to report it?

The civilians in the mobile city would go crazy and leave the city with water, electricity, and complete facilities to go to the tundra. The caravans only conduct large-scale transactions when passing by the mobile city, and there is no long-term activity in the tundra where they are either infected or poor. will.

And the nobles who can live comfortably in the tundra...

The first place they went to the tundra was the large town that governed the east, west, north, and south of the tundra!

It is a pity that the warden of this large western town that these nobles only occasionally visit is still working diligently under the guidance of Qiao Lun to deliver mute beauties that are "stunning and plump as artificial" to the nobles!

After receiving these mute and well-behaved female slaves who were trained to the point where they could hardly even write, let alone assassinate their masters, the great nobles were full of praise and provided a lot of funds to purchase Ursus' ordnance for the integration!

Even if they come to the integrated base, they can't escape Qiao Lun's eyes at all - the nobles are also afraid of death, how could they just find a farm to rest?

It must be that under the respectful invitation of the town chief, they would ride in a camel cart to enjoy life in a farm with beautiful scenery and unusual hospitality. As for what this farm was like before they arrived?

No noble will care!

The most far-sighted nobles are also busy studying the treacherous political conspiracies. It is difficult to gain further possibilities for the family by focusing on the governance of people's livelihood.

Their neglect naturally facilitates Qiao Lun's actions. When the "humble ordinary mayor" controls where they can go, what these so-called big shots who visit incognito privately can see is no longer their own decision.

As for pickets and slave-catching parties...

Underneath every suitable stronghold of the former is a square infected base that is connected to each other. The latter?Aren’t the big men in Ursus fulfilling their dream of entering the upper class?

Now, in the west of this tundra, the members of the farm are no longer talking about natural disasters and Ursus, or infected people and pickets. The object that occupies their lives has changed from Ursus to something else.

A dense net shrouded the western part of the Ursus Tundra. Every person and every gathering place here was shrouded by the power of integration. The Ursus Emperor's order was no longer a rule that could not be provoked. Integration Internal admonishment is the Western Freeze

The most important rule of survival.

Today, the last few loopholes in this network will be filled...

As the night gradually deepened, the infected people who had received the supplies returned to a dwelling that was not even a wooden house but could only be described as a pile of warm grass to share this "little gift". A large number of voices whispered in the darkness, " The words Tallulah" and "Alina" are mentioned repeatedly.

Qiao Lun sat by the window, listening to the voices of worry or longing, with smiles in his eyes.

This is the office shared by Alina and Tallulah, where Xiaolu and Draco work and live together. A bright red flame will rise from the fireplace at night, reflecting the two girls' pretty faces like flowers as bright as red.

But now, one of them has left home with their common achievements, while the other is trapped in the trap of the black snake and has almost forgotten their common wishes.

"Tallula...can she really be rescued?"

Alina hesitated for a long time before speaking in the lonely silence.

Xiaolu cherishes Tallulah as a friend. Even though Jolon revealed that the black snake in Tallulah's body was the culprit that almost killed her, Alina still cared about her best friend as always.

Even though Jorum promised her that he would bring back a living Tallulah, Alina was still afraid of unexpected surprises.

So she kept repeating and asking questions, as if she would never feel at ease if she couldn't get an accurate answer from Qiao Lun.

"Why don't you believe me? Although Black Snake is powerful, I also know some magic that specializes in attacking the spirit. This is the secret of the Sakaz family, but you must not let others know - there will be a group of old die-hards who will become red. My eyes are fighting for their lives."

This was the tenth time that Qiao Lun repeated the same answer tonight, but he was not bored at all, and even joked to Alina quite happily - facing the three-digit base of the Integration Movement, he didn't know how many times he had to repeat it The same explanation routine is repeated over and over again. After leaving the Internet, the transmission of information naturally slows down.

But it was worth it. At least, after Alina relaxed, she was willing to open the room for Jolon that only she and Tallulah had entered, and personally add wood to the empty fireplace.

The flames were beating, the light and shadow were dancing, and Qiao Lun's white face had an eye-catching blush against the blazing fireworks in the fireplace. Alina couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it:

There is obviously a huge difference in temperament, and there is also a gap that cannot be ignored in appearance, but when the red dragon looks at him with a smile with his bright red pupils, Xiaolu still can't help but think of those beautiful days talking to each other under the fireplace, and his heart feels soft. Come down.

"Please rest assured, believe in my power, believe in my existence, believe that I will not give up when I am connected to you, and believe that Tallulah will eventually defeat the shameless Cosiche."

Qiao Lun's voice was soft, and he handed the book he had just finished to Alina, who sat blankly on the soft chair opposite him, and asked Xiaolu to read some books to calm his anxious mood.

Alina looked down subconsciously. On the black velvet cover, the gilded "Physics-Fluid Mechanics Research" shone brightly.

Chapter 125 Tundra Town

why?

"Ma'am, there is not an Elafia here."

why?

"Ma'am, you are so beautiful, but there really is no Elafia here."

why?

"Miss, we are all good citizens and have never seen Elafia at all."

Why! ! !

"Miss, we..."

The same answers, the same expressions of embarrassment, the same plans, the same... lies!

Tallulah once again thanked the guard militia for their answer with a smile on her face, and Draco turned and left. The slightly bouncing pace not only made her gradually revealed capital jump up and down, but also made her as brisk as a free bird on the tundra. The free little fox looks cute and cute.

But it's all a lie.

In the dark where the militiamen couldn't see, ferocious resentment appeared on Red Dragon's face. She ferociously put the little hand that she had shaken with the militiamen in front of her body, and twisted it on her clothes in disgust, as if she wanted to see it. Wipe away the missing dirt.

She doesn't hate the mud in their palms, she just hates the hypocrisy that seeps out from their bodies to their spirits!

As stipulated in the contract, Kosiche provided her with tracking technology as knowledge, and Black Snake even thoughtfully gave her a technique for judging the authenticity of words through micro-expressions as a gift.

So Tallulah used his knowledge to go all the way east, spending three days chasing from the western part of the tundra to the equally sparsely populated central part. He visited one village after another and asked for news about Alina from their mouths.

In fact, Drake had already made a guess, and an ominous premonition surrounded her. In the long talks every night before Alina disappeared, he always asked her to leave her alone when faced with such a situation, and to return to the camp to continue. Lead the infected.

But under Black Snake's "steady guidance", Tallulah spent a lot of time and money like a gambler who lost his eyes. The huge sunk cost and the consumption that lasted for nearly a week made Drake's head numb and his body... Feeling weak, he naturally lost his judgment.

——Of course she thought about shouting desperately and going back, with scars and exhaustion all over her body, to return to the work they built together and continue to live. But every time, Black Snake seemed to see through her thoughts and deliberately used The sinister tone is heavy

The words that made Tallulah extremely irritable continued to irritate her, making her search step by step.

Now, it's too late to turn back, right?

Tallulah showed a smile that was more miserable than crying, but it quickly deformed and twisted, turning into an increasingly enchanting and charming arc.

The poisonous wine given by Kosiche has carefully penetrated into her bone marrow. Now, Tallulah has no way out.

So, I have to keep looking for it!I want to find Alina!

Red Dragon's eyes were so moist that she seemed about to shed tears, but even when she shed tears, she unconsciously adjusted the curves of her face so that the tears could fall straight down her face, making her look even more sad and pitiful.

[They have been lying... Tallulah, are they... are these people related to the infected people who met Alina?They shielded the culprit and allowed Alina to...]

Black Snake's malicious-sounding suggestion rang in Tallulah's ears, and Drake, who was exhausted physically and mentally, was actually ready to make a move at night and try to hide his secrets from the sea.

But she knew that doing so was inefficient and would do nothing to find Alina, so...

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"Hello, I am Inspector Ursus. I am here to look for a group of infected people. Do you know the news?"

The eyes of the bored militiaman guarding the entrance of the village brightened. They were hit hard by the noble man's heroic spirit, and a young man's blush immediately appeared on his face.

But he soon thought of the identity of the female officer, and his face turned pale. He learned to deal with the attitude of the Ursus picket and stood at attention, saluting, and communicated with the woman with a trembling voice: