Wasteland Echoer

"Can you please make it clear, who... introduced you here?" Aaron deliberately asked in a slightly sharp and old-fashioned voice.

The vague rhetorical question suited his appearance in his fifties and his status as the new consul of Chekavsk.

It's really like a fox. I have summarized the purpose of coming here into four main points, but he still pretends not to hear clearly and asks me again.

Judging from his dress and appearance, Aaron is exactly the same as the Western politicians who performed on TV in the last world. Beneath the gentleman's appearance is a hypocritical face, full of universal world views and values, and what he does is probably dirty and dirty things.

Wright cursed a few words in his heart, but in order to further clarify the truth about his "travel", the red magic source power, the upper-level profession [Order] and the silence of the highland gods, he had to smile, at least not show it. Somewhat angry.

Thinking of this, Wright carefully took off his hoodie along the upper part of his windbreaker where the "Psius Dagger" had scratched it, revealing his iconic appearance that was similar to that of a member of the Zine Empire but seemed out of place. .

The black eyes carry a bit of the vicissitudes left over from the battle, and the fair face is stained with brown and red blood. The standard oval face no longer looks so haggard, but the black hair is a bit pure. Fear from the depths of my soul.

"I was introduced by Pastor John. I was invited by Ms. Natasha to do a divination when I was in Socra, and I had a little misunderstanding with Mr. Yato of the Tenin sect. In order to find out what happened to me There are some wonderful and extraordinary things, and I want to come to you for a fortune telling. But unfortunately, the lady at the door told me that you are not a fortune teller."

Wright carefully processed what he wanted to express in his mind. After all, starting the conversation with a small question would arouse the other party's interest in rebuttal.

"Kashaeva, right? That poor child must have told you my identity directly. Yes, I am indeed not an orthodox soothsayer, but the leader of the Chekavsk Industrial Party and the new administrator. Since... you said You came here through John's introduction, so I don't need to ask about your identity. After all, he has never introduced me to anyone who is easy to worry about, and neither have I." Aaron joked:

"By the way, judging from the remaining breath on your body, you just experienced a battle? I'm afraid it won't be easy to win." Aaron said with a smile on his lips.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the "Wolf" pistol at his waist. In front of Wright, he stepped towards the left like a crab and sat down on his cheap wooden gun painted with red paint and covered with a On top of a chair made of animal skin.

"Since you know this matter, why bother asking me again?" Wright pretended to be deeply angry:

"That boy named Qiao Yin said he was the bodyguard to protect you from assassination. He attacked me without any reason. Of course, now I can stand in front of you without any incident and seek your divination. Of course you also know what happened. matter."

"Qiao Yin..." Aaron took a breath.

His right hand instantly moved away from the "Wolf" brand pistol. After all, facing the unfamiliar young man in a black windbreaker... no, he was a young man, Aaron felt that he was not immune to harm and was completely sure of winning. Besides, he was still in In your own private villa.

"It's better to send him away. John will do these little tricks for me."

Aaron crossed his hands to support his sleepy head. He slightly put away some of the dark magic power generated by the "spirit formation" just now, and thought seriously:

After all, he belongs to the Lost Person of the [Seducer] profession. If he had been an ordinary young man just now, it would only take one minute for the power of darkness mixed with the characteristics brought by the profession to invade his spirit. There is no need for him to say anything. Something that would cause him to immediately fall into madness and then destroy himself.

But it seems that this young man, although he can tell from the calluses on his hands, his sharp eyes, and the magic power escaping from the ground that he is at least a [soldier] belonging to the army, he has not suffered any mental attack at all. Very weird.

If it is a person with superpowers, he should at least have the special ability to resist spiritual invasion. If he is a magician, he should at least control one of the three "light", "darkness" and "wind".

Obviously, there are only a handful of magicians who can possess upper-level magic power after the Steam Era, not to mention that after entering the Wasteland Era, a large number of magicians became lost because of the protection of the magic power.

Otherwise, why would those groups of the lost use churches as their organizational form?

Could it be that this young... young man is a lost person? Is it someone we hope is unfamiliar to the Church of Tenin? Or a visitor from the "Giant Church" or the "Dark Night Church"?

In short, let’s continue chatting with him and try to understand his purpose.

After formulating the "strategy", Aaron coughed lightly, took out an iron box wrapped in red cloth from a single-layer drawer painted with black paint on the side, untied the bow on it, and said:

"Qiao Yin, I have heard about it. The one you have seen should look like a child, right? Our upper-level Church of Hope has indeed trained a group of [Shadow Ones]. Pope Hope hopes to cultivate a few who can accept the oracle, At least the middle-level professionals guided by the gods are promoted and become [Chaos-Inducers]. You should have understood that the magic source potion can only help the bottom class to cross the boundary to the middle class. To become the upper class, one is to get the test of the sequence card, and the other is to contact the gods. , even in a dream.”

"I understand a little bit," Wright nodded and said:

"But I feel like you're not just talking about the...Lost One who attacked me, but you're also interspersed with answering questions for me."

"If you think so, then we can continue the conversation. But I want to make it clear that Qiao Yin is not my bodyguard, but an assassin sent by the church to monitor me. John must have told you that I am a A lost person, and a lost person is also the administrator of a large human industrial city, which is a bit funny." Aaron added.

"So, by fighting me so desperately, he actually regards me as the foreign aid you invited, and is afraid that you will escape their control? Sure enough, there is something in this world that I don't understand. It is very complicated and weird. "Wright said with a sigh.

In his mind, Qiao Yin's childish and disgusting voice appeared again, as well as the petite body that burst out with powerful power and speed, and even the pair of mantis-shaped sickles that replaced the original version of the body after activating the power of the sequence monster. arms.

"Join," Aaron said, seemingly understanding Wright's exclamation:

"As an aside, I can no longer guarantee victory when fighting him alone. Think about him as a 'man' in his forties, because [Shadow Man]'s characteristics grow extremely slowly, but every time he performs any task, he Everyone likes to pretend to be a child to win sympathy, which is really disgusting. But he is better than many [Shadowers], and even the upper-class [Chaos Maker], after all, he has not turned into a woman, right?"

"Woman?" A martial arts novel he had read in the previous world flashed through Wright's mind. The "Sunflower Book" in it seemed to be a requirement for practicing it...

Different approaches but similar results?

However, I actually felt that kind of sympathy for a [Shadowman] who was in his fifties and acted like a child. It was disgusting to think about it.

Wright felt the acid in his stomach rising again, and after barely suppressing it, he huffed in a low voice.

After smiling awkwardly, Wright said lightly:

"That [Shadow Man] Qiao Yin just attacked me and I punched him in the head. I don't know how his vitality is compared to other lost people, but according to the normal definition of medicine, he should be dead. "

"Um...you killed him?" A trace of surprise flashed across Aaron's face. He stared blankly at Wright's fair and slightly bloodstained face for several seconds before his lips trembled slightly. Relaxed.

"Although he is only the sixth inspiration level, and the lost people near the main cities of the Zine Empire are generally not high-level, but you, if I am not wrong, you are only in your 20s, you actually defeated Qiao Yin. It is really incredible. , incredible, incredible..."

"The grandeur of the universe comes from the great Creator. Under the careful craftsmanship of the creative gods, there are all possibilities in the world. But the most fascinating things are miracles and accidents." Wright paused, feeling After confirming that he would have the upper hand in this destined visit discussion, he continued:

"This is what I read from the preface of a book called "The Afterglow of Crusted" that describes the old Crusted Empire. In fact, I have no idea about many things that happened to me, including some inexplicable things. There are still doubts about the power I obtained, so I hope to get some answers from you. If Qiao Yin has not caused you any trouble, I believe you should be able to give me some helpful guidance."

Wright's words were sincere, but when he said in an understatement that he had killed [Shadowmaker] Qiao Yin at the sixth stage, the atmosphere became weird.

"Qiao Yin really deserves to die." Aaron said angrily:

"He was spying on me, and being killed was a blessing from the goddess of fate. His body will be sent to the garbage plant for collective incineration due to the "Urban Happiness Act", so naturally it will not trouble me. However, Wright, your name is Wright Right, I'm a little old and can't remember everything. The question you just asked...can you tell it again? "

"To put it simply, there are three questions. First, I was invited by Miss Natasha to do a divination. He sent me an invitation and wanted me to become a savior. But because he was a little crazy at the time, I rejected her. But now a series of events have forced me to continue to pay attention to this issue," Wright said.

"Well, Natasha is the [Goddess of Love] of the Tenin sect. I know her, but my brother is her lover. In short, I can really help you answer some questions about her. What about two more things? "Aaron nodded slightly.

"The second is the connection between the upper-level profession [Order] and the red magic source power and the daughter of the Mechanical Yuan. Since I can raise this question, as the administrator of the city and the Lost One, you will definitely be able to answer my question." Wright continued.

"[Order]? Wait, the upper-level profession [Order]?" A slight difference appeared in Aaron's mind.

He looked at the young man who exuded a strong aura of magic power with a confused look and thought.

If he belongs to the rare upper-level profession [Order], things will get weird.

After all, humans have the identity of humans, and monsters have the identity of monsters. When one race has the identity of another race, everything becomes weird.

After holding his chin and thinking again and again, Aaron chose to tear apart the red cloth wrapping the box in his hand and throw it aside.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the iron box carved with strange eyeballs and messy wings, and took out a total of 16 cards for divination with a slight cold feeling.

He swept aside the documents written in Zine Empire language scattered on the table, as well as a few unused feather pens.

In front of Wright, he placed the sequence card in a pure black and dark green style, with a long tail printed on it, and a monster on the back that was tearing out huge green eyeballs with his palms, and placed it near his left hand.

Immediately afterwards, he swiped his right hand to the right, spread the cards and said:

"The [Order] and the red magic power you mentioned are very profound and related to divination. I need to first perform a divination ritual on you using sequenced cards."

"Okay." Wright nodded.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, stretched out his right hand stained with blood and light brown scars, and stretched out his relatively white finger toward the eyeball position of the twisted monster behind a pile of sequence cards. .

After this section ends, it will enter the Luo Nie line, and generally the two lines of the Silent Highlands chapter will merge.