Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

Hall shrugged: "Boss, it's past breakfast time."

"Even if this is the case, you should leave me a copy!" Olga Marie's mouth twitched.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, vent it to that King Gilgamesh."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Olga Marie felt a headache and rubbed the center of her brows.

Joan asked politely: "Mr. Hall, do you have any food materials?"

"I don't know, but because it is during the war, the food in Uruk should be rationed, and you can also buy it with gold coins. Do you have any?"

"Is that so, are there gold coins in this era?"

"It's a concept introduced by King Gilgamesh."

Olga Marie vented her anger at not being able to eat breakfast on Hall, and asked in a cold tone, "What are you looking at? These writings are cuneiform, right?"

"My job, by the way, if you want to collect intelligence and understand this era, you might as well start with these."

"What are these clay tablets written on?"

"The citizens of Uruk entrust you with appointment, as long as you prove your worth to the king, you will be appointed."

Olga Marie bit her thin lips: "Cuneiform... I can't understand it at all, and cuneiform is not a compulsory course for magic."

The projection unfolded, and Da Vinci on the Chaldea side was obviously very interested: "It's the turn of the almighty genius to appear at this time, Dang Dang Dang~ Director, if you don't mind, let me see how it goes."

Olga Marie picked up the slate and put it in front of the projection, "Is that so?"

Da Vinci squeezed his chin and analyzed the cuneiform writing: "Well... so that's the case, the content on this clay tablet is about the entrustment of the casting of weapons, and it is said that it needs the help of a strong man who works eight hours a day. Hours, the reward is about one silver coin per day."

"It's so cheap, isn't there a better job?" Olga Marie gave Hall a dissatisfied look.

"I recommend this." Hall handed her another tablet.

Da Vinci explained: "The reward for finding the missing sheep is five silver coins."

Olga Marie's face suddenly darkened and she said impatiently: "I told you, I told you to solve the singularity! I'm not here to play these house games."

"Then how do you want to solve this singularity?" Hall asked.

"This..." Olga Marie was speechless for a moment.

Da Vinci nodded affirmatively: "Director, I agree with Hall's plan, and now it is mainly about collecting intelligence. No matter what, the Holy Grail is likely to be in the hands of the King of Heroes. He must be the one with the twisted seventh singularity." Center, get his approval, wait to join Lixiang, have enough combat power and then consider how to solve this singularity."

A young male voice sounded: "I also agree with Da Vinci and Hall's opinion, long time no see, Hall, is there anything I can do to help?"

Hall saw the figure of Dr. Roman appearing next to Da Vinci, "Hi, Dr. Roman, I'm afraid not."

"It's really shocking." Dr. Roman smiled bitterly.

······

In the evening, the setting sun dyed the open space red, and the evening breeze blows the dried cloth.

Several women were busy putting the fabrics into the baskets.

Hall found one of them and showed his identification made of gold: "Hello, I am the investigator sent by the king to investigate the recent debilitating disease in Uruk. You are Nashi's wife, may I meet you?" husband."

The woman bowed to Hall, her gloomy eyes brightened and then quickly became gloomy: "Master Messenger, please follow me."

She didn't question Hall's identity, but she didn't hold out hope either.

Regarding the debilitating diseases prevalent in Uruk, even the sacrificial hall was helpless, and the witches who came to check did not give any hope.

In the past few days, several people have died of weakness.

Hall was taken to a private house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man with a thin face and dull eyes lying on the mat. He was the purpose of Hall's trip. He was infected and weak within a few days after returning from Kusa. nash of disease.

The woman cried, "It has been five days since he lost his ability to move. Now he can't even eat food. He can only be fed some wheat porridge every day. Look at his thin body. I don't know how long he can live. I do not know what to do."

Regarding the information about this man, Hall had already read the clay tablet, and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I was sent by the king to treat debilitating diseases."

Hall knelt down and pretended to check the man's body, but there was no response.

The man's body observed by the magic eye is indeed weak compared to the humans of this era, but there is basically no abnormality. The problem lies in his spiritual level.

The reaction of the "soul" observed by the magic eye was very weak.

Has the messenger of the underworld, Garulaling, come to Uruk?

The woman trembled and begged: "Master Messenger, how is my husband's health? Can he survive? I beg you to save him."

"Don't be nervous, I already know what the problem is, and your husband will gradually recover from tomorrow."

"Really?" The woman became excited, her eyes sparkling.

"I am the envoy sent by the king, and I guarantee it with the glory of the king."

"Great! Great!"

"I will report this matter to the king. Someone will send nutritious fruits and food tomorrow so that your husband can take good care of his body."

The woman bowed again and again, grateful: "Yes! Yes! I understand! Thank you, Mr. Messenger! Thank you, the king, for your concern!"

After leaving, Hall stopped investigating the Curse of Weakness and analyzed the intelligence information obtained so far.

"According to the ten investigations of the curse of debilitation, seven people were due to weak souls, one was ill, one was trapped by a curse against monsters outside the city, and one was pretending to be sick because of laziness."

"It should be related to Kuza's curse of weakness, Kuza's Ailey's territory."

"This is Uruk."

"Forget it, instead of going to such trouble to investigate, it's better to just ask at night and find out."

Hall found a quiet place to wait until night fell.

At night, most areas of Uruk City fell into quiet darkness. Several central streets were brightly lit, but they were more lively than during the day. From a distance, dense figures could be seen indistinctly.

Some continued to work with the help of lights, some soldiers patrolled, and some sang and danced around the fire, which was very lively.

The evening wind brought the sound of playfulness to Hall's ears, and his magic eyes watched the crowd in the distance. It was hard to imagine that in the initial stage of civilization without electricity, the city would be so lively at night.

Watching intently, Hall suddenly heard a girl's crisp voice behind him: "It's really a noisy city, and it can't stop even at night."

Hall turned around and saw the blond girl in a black dress, and said in surprise, "Where did you come in from? Uruk is protected by the concept of a city god."

"Of course I walked in dignifiedly. Don't forget that I (Ishtar) is also the one who protects this city."

"So you, too, can wield the power of power in this city."

"What do you mean, explain clearly."

"Recently, a debilitating curse has become popular in Uruk, and several people have died as a result."

"Ah, it's this matter. Of course it can be done, but I won't do such a boring thing yet."

"why."

"Needless to say, doing this kind of thing is equivalent to changing directions to help the Goddess of Warcraft. My goal is also the Holy Grail. Besides, using the power of the goddess in another city I protect will definitely be discovered by another me."

"Then what is the reason for the Curse of Weakness in Uruk?"

"Didn't you already know that the meaningless piles of deaths are just the undead who took lives meaninglessly, probably because they were more susceptible to being affected by being close to the underworld, and although I promised you that I would try my best to be with you at night." You acted together, and I also made a request at the same time, you will not forget."

"Sacrifice."

"That's right, as the goddess of the underworld, you should be grateful just for me to appear in front of you."

"How about going there together?" Hall smiled and pointed to the lively crowd.

"why!"

"Didn't you say you wanted a sacrifice?"

"what?"

"That's the citizens of Uruk. Are you going to kill them? Although I am satisfied that you want to offer your soul as a sacrifice, how about thinking about it again? You have your own human position." Ereshki Gal was surprised at first, but soon thought of something, his eyes couldn't hide his worry.

This silly goddess, it's fine to misunderstand the meaning of what she said, why is she thinking for herself at this time.

Hall shook his head: "Ai Lei, you are very interested in human adventure stories, so why not try to integrate into human beings."

"Ah, that's what it means." Ereshkigal suddenly realized, his eyes were a little lonely and sad, and he shook his head in a forced way: "I am the goddess of the underworld, a symbol of death, and the evil that humans fear. How can it be possible? Do something like this."

"If you don't get caught, you'll be fine."

Without any explanation, Hall grabbed Ereshkigal's little hand and rushed towards the central street, passing through the dark alley.

Ereshkigal's face was red and he didn't even offer a symbolic resistance.

Hall glanced at the goddess of the underworld behind him, she was like a shy and cute girl in love, but she was clearly the goddess of the underworld but inherited the girlish side of the base (body).

The seventh singularity is like a GAL game for attacking goddesses.

In fact, this is almost the case. After Fujimaru Tatsuka came to this singularity, she basically attacked the goddess all the way.

It's just that Hall's purpose of coming to the seventh singularity is to "attack" an object that is absolutely impossible to attack in theory.

Chapter 3 Seventy Hey Timma Holy Grail!

The night is getting dark, and the bustling central street in Uruk is full of pedestrians. The bright fire lights reflect people's smiling faces, and the atmosphere is lively and joyful. Being intoxicated by this will make people forget the crisis that Uruk is facing now.

Hall squeezed through the crowd and came to a stall selling barbecue: "Please give me two roast mutton."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The stall owner looked at Hall a few more times, especially Hall's attire that was incompatible with Uruk, and couldn't help asking: "Guest, it seems that your attire does not belong to Uruk. Keshi, you should not be from other cities, you are an elite soldier directly under the king."

Hall nodded: "Now I am indeed working for the king."

The stall owner's attitude became even more enthusiastic, "Haha, strange customers like you are rare even in Uruk and are easy to identify. However, you speak the local language very well. Recently, a large number of escapees have entered Uruk. In Luke City, language barriers often arise.”

"It's also something you have to learn to work for that king."

"Your barbecue." The stall owner wrapped the barbecue in a container of washed plant leaves and handed it to Hall.

Hall handed over a silver coin with King Gilgamesh engraved on the front and Enkidu on the back.

Originally, the trading method in this era was mainly barter. In order to facilitate the circulation of goods, King Gilgamesh minted these coins.

"The guest is the king's elite soldier, so your Uruk coins will not be charged this time."

Hall couldn't help laughing: "You don't need to be polite, money is something outside of me."

The stall owner said with a smile: "Now I am satisfied enough to eat and drink enough and have a place to live. Everyone knows that it is not surprising when Uruk disappears. We can live peacefully here because of the soldiers." And your contribution, if the property is not important to you, we can't accept it."

"OK, thanks."

Hall didn't expect the stall owner to say such a thing, thanked him and left.

Although Hall does not agree with FSN's second-hand flash point of view, after contacting him for a while, he has to admit that the citizens of Uruk are indeed closer to the beautiful essence of human nature than modern humans.

There was a bonfire in the center of the street. Soldiers took off their armor and mingled with the people, laughing and laughing. Some were singing about the deeds of Gilgamesh and Enkidu, some were performing their talents, and some were sharing food.

The roof of a low-rise residential building on the outskirts of the street, where even the light of the fire is difficult to reach.

Ereshkigal leaned against the wall, looking at the lively crowd with jewel-like red pupils. This was a scene she could hardly see in the underworld. The lively atmosphere and vitality were enough to discourage her, the hostess of the underworld. .

The goddess of the underworld twirled her fingers around the blond hair, lowered her eyes and sighed slightly: "What am I doing..."

Hall came to her side, looked at her lonely figure, and was touched by the weakness in his heart, "Nothing, the purpose of the three goddesses is to destroy Uruk, since I have reached an agreement with you, what I want to do It is to let you know more about the existence of human beings.”

"You did something boring, don't forget that my foundation is human beings."

"But you haven't really touched it once, you know, I'm talking about living people."

Hall smiled and passed the barbecue in his hand: "This is a sacrifice."

"The sacrifice to the goddess is at least a whole sheep, and the goddess does not need to eat." Ereshkigal pretended to be disgusted.

"Strange, Uruk's clay tablet records that there is food in the sacrifice."

"That's because food is a necessity for human survival, and most of the sacrifices offered to the goddess are meaningless to the goddess herself. The gods must teach human beings that they can't get something for nothing."

"Ai Lei, your foundation is human, so you can taste it."

"It's almost the same thing. There is no benefit or harm. The choice between necessary and unnecessary is the latter."

"Come and sit down here."

Hall walked to the edge of the roof and sat down, patting his side. Here he could directly see the lively crowd.

Ereshkigal sat down next to Hall.

"Speaking of which, the breath of the undead can no longer be felt underground."

Of course Hall didn't come here just to date the goddess, at least not the whole purpose.