My different world is game mode.

The south of the wasteland world.

The basin here rarely shows any signs of decline.

On the ground, patches of dark puddles formed swamps, bringing a damp and rotten smell to this vast area.

In the puddles of mud, thin figures were working. They stuck a lotus-like plant in the water, and remained unmoved even though their feet were twisted and deformed.

These people looked numb and their eyes were dim.

They seemed to be walking and working normally in the swamp, but their bodies were more like puppets controlled by others. There was no hope and no future in sight.

Deep in the swamp basin.

The blue square stones were used to build a tall and solid wall.

This is Green Island City, the core of the Green Swamp and the largest force in the wasteland world.

But even inside the city, most people were still dressed in rags.

Even though their condition was better than those of the hard laborers outside, numbness and dullness were still their main expressions.

Only a few awakened people with source essence can walk safely in the city and look down on these ordinary people with a proud attitude.

Then to the center of Green Island City.

There is a turbid green lake in the city, and on an isolated island in the lake, a low palace was built with bluestone.

Almost no one goes near the lake.

There were only two men in black robes standing side by side, one with a scorpion painted on his clothes and the other with an eagle.

They gazed at the palace on the island in the lake.

The one on the left with an eagle on his shirt spoke first:

"How long has it been since our spies in the east sent back any news?"

The man on the right replied:

"About half a year?"

"It's been more than six months!" The man on the left emphasized, "We scouts report once every six months. And the people in the east have never failed to report in such a timely manner before. I'm afraid they encountered an accident!"

The man on the right is somewhat disdainful of this:

"So what? Isn't it normal for a few people to die in the wasteland?"

"Wait another half year, until a full year has passed, and then send someone out to investigate according to the rules."

The man on the left did not take it lightly, but said seriously:

"Of course there is no problem with this approach in normal times."

"But don't forget what we just did in the east."

The man on the right raised his eyebrows:

"Camp Yaro?"

"Even the Knight of Law can only work as a slave for us now. What kind of trouble can those ordinary people who are left behind cause?"

"Don't tell me that someone suddenly became an Awakener in broad daylight, even though the harvest day is still two years away!"

The man on the left fell silent, while the man on the right continued to raise his voice:

"Of course you can be worried."

"Then go inside and report the news to our great king."

The man on the left responded and looked at the palace on the island in the lake.

His previous opinions were just cautious speculations, but to trouble their lord, the Snake King, for such a matter...

No one would be so stupid.

The man on the right saw what the man on the left was thinking, and he laughed:

"Right, isn't this good?"

"I know you're worried."

"But we should do less and make fewer mistakes. We should follow the rules. When the time comes, we will have scouts go and take a look at the situation. As long as we go there and organize a cleanup before the harvest day, all the troubles will disappear!"

After saying this, the man on the right suddenly sighed.

He looked at the palace on the island in the lake jokingly, and then looked out of the city:

“The world has become such a mess.”

"What else can we do?"

"Go west and fight to the death with the world that has been devastated? Or go to the Dust Path World and fight those crazy defenders of the law?"

"For losers like us, it's good enough to be alive!"

"..."

East of the world.

Lindsay and Vivian were speeding along the deserted World Avenue.

There is no drag from ordinary people this time.

Lindsay is extremely fast.

Even considering the speed that Vivian's body could tolerate, he shortened the two-month journey to half.

It’s not yet June.

The hill where the teleportation courtyard is located in the distance is vaguely visible in the field of vision.

Petite Vivian was lying on Lindsay's back. Under the starry night, she noticed that Lindsay's pace was slowing down:

"Master Lindsay, are we almost there yet?"

Lindsay replied:

"Not yet. We came here just to use this place as a coordinate."

"If we turn in another direction now, we will be there in two days."

Lindsay should change her position as instructed by Elder Ryan.

Just like he promised.

It would take an ordinary person a week to get there, but Lindsay quickened his pace and reached his destination in just over two days.

On the barren land is a city ruin that has been torn into pieces.

The dim and low source substance fluctuated among the ruins, and there were no living people living on the tattered streets.

There are still some well-preserved buildings on the broken earthen ridge where the house was built.

They are also the source of these sefirot powers.

"It's too dangerous for ordinary people..."

Lindsay sighed.

With his ability, it was not difficult for him to identify danger and he could easily find a safe path.

It is not difficult to distinguish the functions of these buildings.

Because at the top of the Courier Embassy, ​​an octagonal symbol that resembles the North Star stands there. No one would use the symbol of the world's main city, let alone a courier whose power is spread all over the universe.

Vivian followed Lindsay to the messenger embassy.

"This is... the Courier Embassy..."

The child raised her head, and the huge building was reflected in her blue pupils.

The combination of architecture and nature in the Banyan Tree Forest has a unique artistic beauty. The Embassy, ​​a magnificent building that was built entirely by humans and has a strong style, also gave Vivian an aesthetic shock.

"That's right. Next, we have to find a way to get in."

Lindsay took a breath.

He switched modules, first directing his reconnaissance capabilities toward the building in front of him.

[Architecture - Guardian Words - Synchronous Mantra]

[A building covering a large area, the design ensures a wide road for people to enter and exit, the internal space structure is clear, and the utilization rate is extremely high...]

[The messenger uses the power of the Word Spirit to communicate with the world, so that everything within the building tends to protect and close the building, and only allows qualified people to enter. Unless you are immune to this influence, it is almost impossible to destroy it with simple violence. ]

"..."

"Qualified people..."

Lindsay originally planned to think of a way out of the impasse.

But before he could take action, an item in his memory emerged again:

"Maybe this thing will be useful?"

Lindsay took out the iron plate given to him by the messenger when he was investigating the news about Hong.

brush--

In an instant, a light flashed on the door of the embassy.

This small token could actually serve as a pass. The embassy that had been blocked for decades finally opened its door for Lindsay!