Tyra, your ancestors are back!

"Your Excellency the Tin Man, are they starting again? Are they related to us?"

"To be precise, your employer this time has a deep connection with our goal—"

The tin man shook his head at the retired lieutenant...

"I remember you, the mercenary leader I mentioned like a chicken in the alleys of the [-]th block in New Alaska..."

"You were screaming and almost peeing your pants when you were electrocuted, and you mentioned your employer, the Sun Umbrella Company—oh, and there was an experiment called the Loken Water Tank..."

Perika narrowed her eyes—

"You don't have to mention the fact that you almost peed your pants..."

Mr. Lieutenant showed a bitter expression——

"What do they want you to 'invite' me over there for?"

"I really don't know about this, ma'am—maybe I want to force you to enter into some cooperation or ask for some technology? After all, it is impossible to tie you here to do experiments..."

The leader of the mercenaries shook his head——

"After all, I'm no longer a lieutenant in the military, so I can know some inside stories - now we are just a bunch of stinky mercenaries who take money to do things."

"I know, I know—don't hurt the lieutenant, I can tell you I know!"

Just when the communication was deadlocked, and Ms. Perika's expression became more and more strange——Among the mercenary team members who were escorted here, a thin figure shouted under the astonished eyes of several people .

"Your captain doesn't know...you do?"

Perika raised her eyebrows, as if doubting this...

"I know that kid, Miss Perika—this Zarak kid was an informant when the Lieutenant's squad was still in service... Maybe he really knows something."

Just when Perika was still thinking about whether you kid is trying to bluff me, the tin man took the words...

"I can understand Mr. Tin Man, did you vouch for him?"

"Ahem... Ma'am, I just said that the information from this kid's mouth may be worth listening to."

"Well...you now have a chance to free your boss, your teammates, and yourself...perhaps even a permanent residency in the city. ..."

Perika crossed her arms and looked at the thin Zarak in front of her——

[Information communication...it fits my stereotype of rat people...]

"It's like this. After the lieutenant finished discussing business with the employer of the sun umbrella, I quietly followed those people and listened to their discussion - the investors behind those sun umbrella companies seemed to be very curious about the power you possess. ..”

"..."

The tin man and everyone else on the field looked at Perika——

"I think it's the magical power that you swung our entire team up to the wall in an instant - we didn't even see you use any Originium staff..."

"Well... I guess, that's not even an Originium skill, is it? Ma'am...."

"..."

What greeted the latter was not an answer, but a long silence.

"Ah...they said, where did they see it?"

When the Li Boli woman suddenly felt a sense of oppression, the tin man also subconsciously distanced himself, as if he was afraid that it would affect him——

"Gulu... I heard that they seem to have mentioned Lankawu. Anyway, they said this-in an underground secret place in Lankawu, they mentioned that you have shown that kind of power, ma'am ..."

Looking at this woman from Liboli who was suddenly suffocating in her aura—the Zaraks swore that they absolutely peed—absolutely!

"It seems that our cooperation should be upgraded to another level...Mr. Tin Man-the Melander Foundation won't have any objections?"

"Your expression and momentum don't give me any room for negotiation...I guess if you say no, you will kill everyone present..."

"Hmm... Killing it doesn't mean... You should know about the task force in the FBI?"

"I've heard about them, but Melander's knowledge of them is limited to the fact that they seem to be a special force dealing with some kind of "pollution", and their will test is completely beyond ordinary people. Our agents once tried to get them drunk and didn't ask a word. useful information."

The Tin Man shrugged...

"It's a good thing that you didn't ask anything useful...Mr. Tin Man, there are certain things that the fewer people know, the better...Let's chat alone..."

Perikala opened the door of the interrogation room and made a gesture of invitation...

"Stop asking them about the Loken tank?"

"That's not the first priority, Mr. Tin Man... I saw me using psionic powers in the underground sanctuary of Lankawu, huh... I still wonder why Hoover would tell me about the actions of these cultists It's getting harder and harder to find..."

"It turns out that someone is helping—"

"Would you like to hear a story... Mr. Tin Man, a story from the very distant past..."

Pausing in a private meeting room, Perika, who closed the door, looked at the tin man...

"All ears, ma'am, but you want to tell a story."

"The story of Sodom...the city of sin, the city of pleasure, the abyss of desire...the story of a city that was burned to ashes by heavenly fire and no one survived."

2Chapter [-] What kind of bird language are you reading, give it to me!

"It is an ultra-ancient city that believes in the "Apparatus of Desire" and the "King of Pleasure"..."

"Don't look at me with that look... as you think, between people, between people and beasts, not even limited to humans... between the living and the dead in the city. ..."

Perika's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she didn't like the affairs she described very much...

"Across the constraints of secular ethics and morality... At the peak period, the residents of that city were no longer satisfied with the ordinary desire to vent, or this level of catharsis could no longer bring them the slightest "joy" Enjoy "..."

"They're starting to try some very curious ways of playing...ah, Mr. Tin Man...you don't need to know what it is...you just need to know one thing. Even the most open-minded Terran If the country sees a record that records the detailed history of this city, it will be banned on the spot..."

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"I have never heard these stories...Miss Perika - if you know my race, you should know my age too....With all due respect, in all my long life and experience, I have never Heard about this..."

The tin man shook his head, as if he was full of doubts about the veracity of the story told by the latter...

"Ah...a thousand-year-old, or long-year-old Sarkaz tribe...dead souls—"

"Mr. Tin Man, do you think the technology in New Alaska...is what we should have in this era?"

The women in Liboli did not directly respond to the tin man's question, but threw out a seemingly irrelevant rhetorical question....

"..."

"Highly intelligent, even unmanned technology endowed with life, wisdom and sensibility, a supporting comprehensive urban network control system, a near-automated production system... and those mysterious intelligent construct fighters... I can't feel any aura that a normal life should have on the lady "Judge" who led the way..."

"And...the steeple...the source of the storm."

The tin man's words took stock of everything he witnessed in the city, and he seemed to have made an inference - but because this inference was too unbelievable, he instinctively chose to reject it...

"This is not the technology that should exist in this era. If you study the connotation of these technologies carefully... This is the technology that Terra should not have in a hundred years... They are too advanced..."

"Or it's too old—you are instinctively avoiding the correct answer...Is it because the answer is too unbelievable or sensational?"

Perika, who was sitting on the sofa, tapped the armrests of the sofa regularly with her fingers, her words filled with playfulness——

"Successors, you have clearly taken over our mantle?"

“…”

"In terms of appearance, Ms. Perika, you are a standard Liberia..."

"Tin man...do you believe what comes out of your mouth??"

Perika's eyebrows were raised, as if she was a little dismissive.

"Well, I don't believe..."

Looking at the former's contemptuous eyes, the tin man felt that if he continued to pretend to be a fool, he would be treated as a real fool by this lady....

"But ma'am, the answer you gave is too unbelievable—"

The tin man's words were interrupted by the ringtone of his communicator... He shrugged at Perika, who just shook her head indifferently, indicating that she was free to do so.

"Hi..is that me? Mr. President? Okay... I see—"

"Hmm... wait a minute, Miss Perika, let me get used to this weird way of pronouncing and pronunciation..."

Under the watchful eyes of the Li Boli woman, the tin man held back for a long time and finally highlighted a pronunciation that almost made her frown...

"I would like to say hello to you or the representative behind you on behalf of my father, the long-ago venerable... I will leave these troublesome affairs in Colombia to you at the moment. The agents of the Melander Foundation and the foundation itself will be your Thank you for your help.”

"Also, I hope you can meet my father when you have time. Except for that Miss Gray Wind, he hasn't seen anyone from the past for a long time... and that lady hasn't come back since she left gone."

*Old Human language spewed out of the Tin Man's mouth in a very poorly pronounced language.

"...Uh, ma'am, why are you looking at me like that."

"The phone didn't hang up, right?"

Frowning Perika looked at the Tin Man...

"Uh... I haven't hung up yet..."

"give me."

Ms. Perika stretched out her hand as a matter of course——

"what?"

"I might as well have punctured my eardrums listening to you reciting the old human language - it's simply torture, bring it to me -!"

"Uh... well, is it that ugly...?"

"Find a violin, and then don't play it, just "saw" there and your pronunciation is [-]-[-]-"

Perika, who took the phone, replied to the tin man.... The latter fell into a short period of autism...

"Please tell the gentleman—"

*Standard Colombian

"Long time no see, compatriots—I'm Governor Perika Takin, maybe you've heard of this name, I already know your entrustment, I will handle the affairs of Colombia, and look forward to our formal meeting; Gray Wind found the returned Archon, so I haven't come back, sorry."

* Elegant and fluently pronounced old human language.

"Uh...so what did you talk about...?"

Looking at Ms. Liberi who was speaking something she couldn't understand... oh no, he probably understood the tin man whose name was pronounced by Perika Tarkin seemed a little confused....

He now has no doubts about the fact that the lady in front of him is from the distant past... but he has instant curiosity about what the two of them were talking about...

"It's just a greeting - I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, let's say hello to each other, and you were temporarily "sold" to me by the Melander Foundation... They should be very clear to you?"

"Don't say that I was expelled from the foundation, Ms. Perika... Ha, it's incredible-I have no objections or doubts about your identity, so I can continue to explain the rest of the city Sodom story?"

The Tin Man's tone revealed some helplessness and gratitude—it seemed to be cheering that the End Land and the Foundation, who knew so many secrets, were with the Foundation, so they didn't have to be killed or run away...

"The rest of the story?"

Perika raised her eyebrows——

"The rest of the story is very short, there is no righteous coalition crusade, and there is no self-destruction and destruction..."

"Guard the flaming sword of the Garden of Eden, burn the heavenly fire of Sodom - all unclean things will be reduced to ashes by the judge on the earth..."

"You mean...someone burned the city to the ground?"

"There is a person who reduced this city and its residents to ashes in less than a minute..."

"And that judge is still walking on the land today, guarding the civilized and barbaric Tianyue... Do you want to guess, Tin Man - if the incident worsens, who will be the next Sodor Ma?"

“…”

Chapter 2 No need for fear and awe, only contempt

Interrogation Room, Department of Industrial Security, New Alaska End

"I guess... there was an escalation? Right, Mr. Tin Man, and this Ms. Perika?"

"Lieutenant" sat on the chair, and compared to Perika and the tin man who had a gloomy expression when they came back, they looked a little more relaxed and cheerful...

"Let me confirm with you one last time, did they "see" me from an underground secret place in Blue Cardwood...or did they buy the news through some channels?"

Ignoring the mercenary leader's inquiry for the time being, Perika directly set her sights on the Zalak who was nicknamed "Information Communication" in the team.

"Uh...what's the difference?"