The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Bai Feather cannot evolve to the level of strong artificial intelligence. It can only modify and integrate it according to Qiao Lun's aesthetics and the collected data according to the requirements. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it is very fast because of its huge computing power.

When faced with this kind of refined operation, Macaron needs to re-modify the small details.

Maybe a new ability is needed to increase the function of white feathers or improve the knowledge reserve...

Macaron patted his head, why did he turn to work again? !

[There is a situation. 】

Submitted with white feathers.

Then came the related memories shared: the old wolf who had returned to a young man no more than 40 years old (considering that the Terran people obviously lived longer than Jolon thought) was holding the little brown Luper, who was confused and unclear, and walked carefully. Enter the church and describe the situation to Bai Feather:

"This is Luper who is following the team. He is a trustworthy person. Yesterday the situation was normal, but this morning it is like this."

"Have you never fought a blood source?"

The old wolf scratched his head in embarrassment, his gray ears twitching up and down: "I'm timid and didn't dare to fight. I just finished the fight and planned to persuade him today, but I didn't expect that he would end up like this after calling him in the morning."

he?

It seemed that this little female wolf was well hidden.

"Understood, leave him here. The priest is reviewing the documents and will come back to treat him later."

Bai Fei nodded understandingly.

Immediately he asked like an old wolf: "Are you getting used to it lately?"

……

Macaron no longer pays attention to the subsequent memories. The tedious work of inspiring people and cultivating prestige is completely done by Bai Feather. He is too lazy to care about what a bunch of ignorant and unscrupulous people think.

But this is not possible. Jolon's purpose is to change Terra, and the ultimate subject is every Terran. Macaron's idea is not allowed.

Maybe I really should contact Qiao Lun and let Bemos do a psychological analysis on me...

Macaron thought.

Damn it!He was thinking about work again!

But these are not important now. When he heard that the talent he was paying attention to suddenly became seriously ill and his consciousness was dying, Macaron ran out in a hurry. The old wolf had left, and now only the receptionist Bai Feather and the unconscious Lar were left. Rest on numerous chairs in the church.

The front hall was a simple adobe. Macaron used the newly built church as a model to explain to the people in the wilderness how to renovate their houses. Then Bai Feather acted as the master and led a bunch of confused Luper to follow his explanation.

The end result is that the church is both good and bad, and it is obviously not suitable as a residence for the mayor of the town.

But it doesn't matter!

This place cannot be used as a residence, but it can also be used as a living exhibition of the hard work of Yanan residents. In terms of spiritual civilization construction, Macaron

There are still many filings.

But now, the crooked space designed in the nave welcomes a rare guest - Luper, a dog with great potential.

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As if emerging from the water, Lal woke up from the darkness.

The bizarre dreams had gone away from her, and little Luper's ears and eyes, which had been tortured three days ago, had returned to normal.

At least in the golden sunshine of the afternoon, little Luper did not see the shadowy phantom standing by the window looking into the distance, but the real priest looking at the heated transformation outside.

The physical fitness of the residents of Yanan has increased again after being injected with the blood source. The vicious sunshine that originally made the Lupus return to the house and stick out their tongues can no longer defeat them at this moment. The people of Yanan are now able to survive the sun's exposure. freely.

Such a strange situation surprised many newcomers who were brought back by the first team. They did not see anyone with a helpless face. Even Luper, who was working hard to demolish the building to vacate the renovation area under the sun, had no false expressions. cheerful smile.

Tonight's introduction looks like it will have a good effect.

Macaron thought to himself.

People in the wilderness will be wary of the consequences of blood, but people who are precarious will not value freedom and life so much. As long as the chips are enough, they will sell their souls and bodies quite generously.

Seeing that Lar had woken up in his mental vision, Macaron smiled and looked back at Lar, who was so frightened by his inexplicable smile that he dared not make a sound and could only stay motionless on the small bed.

Seeing the priest turn around, Lal suppressed the fear in his heart, raised his lips and showed a flattering smile to the priest.

It looks so distressing.

Macaron felt nervous for some reason.

This is a very interesting phenomenon. Maybe in your heart, what do you think about these people suffering from this?What does it have to do with you?If it doesn't matter, why bother?Such dark thoughts.

But when these suffering Terrans, whose appearance differs only from the familiar people in your memory by their extra ears and tails, carefully show a forced smile with a humble and flattering expression,

I still have a strong urge to shout to the blue sky, "What's wrong with this world?"

Not for anything else, just for these Terran people who are more beautiful and interesting than many ordinary Blue Star people even with their dirty, weather-beaten cheeks. These Terran people who are much better in physical fitness and have little difference in appearance factors are still here. Exploited, squeezed, and crushed by suffering.

This will make Qiao Lun feel trapped in his heart.

No.16 Chapter Afternoon

"You are afraid of me."

Macaron said something in a calm tone that made Lar's heart tremble.

The drowsy sunshine in the afternoon did not weaken the priest's sharp temperament, but instead made his eyes facing away from the window shine coldly in the shadows.

The original priest's look would make Lal tremble, but now the priest's smile would make Lal think that he was thinking of some conspiracy to rule Yanan.

Yes, there is only Yanan. In the heart of a child living in the wilderness, Syracuse is already a huge world, enough for her to display all her ambitions. Sicily is the legendary land of gods. The big shots there are definitely not something she can offend. of.

And Yanan, who has been regarded as his own place by the psychological shadow of a month, was imagined by Little Laer as the most open stage where he can display his leadership ability.

This is not alarmist. People who come out of Sicilian gangs have often gone through internal training, eat well, drink well, and get enough rest. They are much better than the people of the wilderness who have not eaten enough, have irregular work and rest periods, and are malnourished. .

This is one of the reasons why it is difficult for wilderness people to enter Sicily.

Only the extremely talented Luper can rush into Sicily with his weak body, and then use his strong body to win the recognition of the big boss, and finally join a powerful family and live a comfortable life through his own efforts.

Even if it is windy and rainy in Sicily, it is still more enjoyable than the wilderness where there is lack of food and clothing.

Lal didn't dare to look directly at the macarons. At this moment, little Luper was more frightened than the most timid coward in Zarakli, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.

She was already weak, and with the further damage to her body caused by her initial awakening of the Origin Stone skills, Lal's small palms covered with scars and calluses were cold, and the self-comfort due to psychological effects was greatly reduced. The little wolf cub Only when he faced the priest did he realize how brave he was that night. He actually committed a major act of revenge for his bloodshed under the priest's eyes.

But I don’t feel guilty, and I can’t still be afraid.

Lal said in his heart.

She was indeed trembling with fear, but in her heart she had the calmness of someone who was about to die. After the biggest goal at this stage was completed, little Luper had lost the motivation to continue. She didn't know why the leader didn't die, but she didn't believe it. The leader is still alive.

Lal had been observing the team leader for several months with deep-seated hatred. The team leader’s sitting posture, habits, physical characteristics and even the distance of his steps had indeed remained the same. However, his ultimate goal, method of conduct and way of talking changed from the usual smiling but straight-forward approach. This made all Luper who had interacted with the team leader feel uncomfortable.

But no one suspected that something had happened to the leader. The man undoubtedly remembered all the past events and could call everyone by name with ease.

With the continuous progress of the priest's plan, the rapid changes in Yanan were organized under the command of the team leader. A team of wandering Roopers brought back were resettled, and young people under the age of 15 were assigned easier jobs. Young people

and middle-aged people brought tools to participate in the new round of expansion and renovation.

Various shameless and ridiculous things happened during this period, but the team leader was so aware that he was neurotic. He tried to steal food or swallow up other people's achievements. He tried to pass on genes by relying on his physical fitness. He tried to get away with it by relying on his experience and used inferior quality products. , all were found out, and they were tied to an erected stone pillar that day and whipped all night long.

Those who were dying after their skin and flesh were raw were asked whether they wanted to be injected with a blood source. Those who were willing to be injected had their food halved for a month as a warning, and those who were unwilling to be injected were directly executed.

The resolute and precise actions nipped all unrest in the bud, and any careerist or reckless person was taught the meaning of obedience by that man with whips and death.

For Lal this was impossible.

The team leader is a man who is good at bullying and ingratiating. From what Lal has learned, it seems that this man is very good at borrowing chickens to lay eggs - first he will be the grandson of the previous team leader, and he will get it bit by bit during the period. Support from powerful people, eliminate dissidents, and purchase equipment under clever names.

When the leader of the new team went to compete with another team of wanderers for supplies, Thunder rose. When the scarred Luper returned to the team with meager supplies, he handed over a poisoned dagger carefully prepared by the betrayer.

The eyes of the Lupers who recall these past events are filled with painful disdain and helpless reluctance. They still doubt whether the wandering team, which looks like a mess but actually contains many powerful Lupers, is the target specially selected by the team leader.

The purpose was to kill the former team leader who already had some distrust in him.

There is no perfect plan in the Wilderness Wolf's plan. There will always be rumors spread in the small camp. No matter how stupid the former team leader is, he will instinctively snoop for information inside the camp.

But this despicable man was well prepared: the targets he wanted to win over were the eyes and ears of the team leader, not touching the big ones or the small ones. He only quietly observed who were the bastards, and then used these bad guys to They were bribed bit by bit and used these underestimated second-rates to kill the elite soldiers.

Ingratitude, vacillation, disobedience and even viciousness are all synonymous with this man. On the one hand, he cruelly exploits the homeless people in the team and exchanges a large amount of supplies for second-hand equipment in big cities like Sicily. He then relies on these weapons to fight among the refugees. Duili continued to practice his method of breaking bones and sucking marrow.

He also knows how to reverse public opinion: if a bad person has one good point, it will be magnified by onlookers to the point of covering up all his sins, while if a good person has one shortcoming, a bunch of flies will point at him.

This is human nature.

So keeping his promise and regularly giving things to homeless people who had no conflicts became this man's natural protective color.

Such a Luper would respect a person like a god?

Such a bad person will know everything and will not show any favoritism?

The way he made his fortune was by backstabbing his former team leader who gave him a bite to eat, and by making a clever name for himself and being greedy!

Even if this man really did it because of the priest's coercion, would he not take action and kill the priest with his lofty reputation?

It is difficult to change your nature overnight. Just because you see survivors, you cannot think that it is a simple matter. There have never been negative reviews on the parachute. Does this prove that the parachute is flawless?

Lal didn't believe there was anything wrong with the team leader.

Little Luper could do nothing, so he could only huddle in the corner of the dwindling ruins and live in panic.

Today it all ends.

Maybe the priest would be in a good mood to tell her his plans?

Maybe he could be the one who knew the inside story and died in vain.

Lar whispered to himself in his heart.

Even though her body was still shaking.

No.17 Chapter Lal ([-])

No.17 Lal

"You're really scared of me."

Macaron looked at the trembling Lar and made a statement without any emotion. He was not willing to say anything. He was just a child to comfort himself.

This is unnecessary behavior. Macaron did not come to Syracuse to be loved by everyone.

Lal's mind went blank. She was so nervous that she couldn't think about Macaron's words. She could only listen to the priest's judgment on herself.

Macaron sighed: The little wolf cub pretending to be dead in "Light in the Eyes" could not deceive the experienced priest. He could only be glad that the little wolf cub was not frightened to the point of peeing.

He gave Lal a glass of sugar water.

After Lar sipped the sugar water that was difficult to prepare on Terra and therefore the price remained high, the little wolf cub's nervousness visibly subsided.

At least, she can continue to communicate with Macaron now, although she looks too scared to talk more.

"It looks like you've finally woken up, little miss."

The Macaron smiled and broke the air that had become more and more tense due to Lar's anxiety. The priest's gentle tone slightly dispelled Lar's fear of snakes and scorpions:

At this time, only Lar and the priest were in the same room. Facing a weak and pitiful child, Macaron, who dared to order punishment for even a bad child, could not hide himself.

The gentle tone could not prove anything, but it could at least ensure that Lal would not be tortured terribly.

"Although I know you did something because of..."

Macron paused and continued to communicate with Lar: "You are very afraid of my liquidation, or in other words, because of the abnormality of the leader, you are wary of everything I do."

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Luper directly pointed out what Lar did that night: "You tried to kill the leader because my gift was in vain. You don't know how I did it, but you are very grateful to me for showing strength beyond common sense." fear."

"More specifically, you're afraid that I did something very terrible: kill the leader and replace him."

Lal didn't speak, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong, but the priest's words clearly let the wolf cub know that everything she did was being watched.

"Although the idea is a bit fanciful, it is normal. Children in the wilderness either die young or mature prematurely. Proper vigilance is very necessary."

Lal noticed that Macaron was trying to change the subject, but she obediently did not continue to ask, but remained motionless waiting for Macaron's further explanation.

If Macaron doesn't want to mention it anymore or makes it clear that she's overthinking it, then Lar...

Nalal must have believed it too.

If you don't believe it, you have to go and keep company with the leader. Lal is so frightened by Ursus that he doesn't dare to tell the truth to the priest.

"I didn't mean to avoid the topic."

Macaron’s empathetic Lal continued to explain:

"I just think it's appropriate to give credit to a 14-year-old kid who found that the wilderness couldn't support justice, so he bravely carried out, well, what I think is a normal action, revenge."