Chapter 390 Historical Projection(1/2)
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Members of the Morse Ascetic Council quickly settled in Philren.
The damage rate of this small city is more than 70%. People all said that they are interested in the strange behemoth in front of them and are willing to postpone it for a day or two before going to Trier. Anyway, the extraordinary has been released now.
The mysterious people used mysterious magic to rush their way, and it only took a few minutes to go to Trier. They delayed a little on the road for a while. I believe that the hidden sages who advocate knowledge and learning would not mind.
Phillen was once a port that could be ranked in the top five, but now there is no pier for medium-sized ships to dock.
So people built the Starlight Bridge, using materials and mysterious magic in a breeze, and built a medium-sized port that could accommodate five ships docked at the same time under the guidance of craftsmen.
The craftsman was so happy that the corners of his mouth flew into the sky.
Then, the people of the Secrets got off the boat and happily got ashore at the pier.
Although Phillen has retreated from a developed medium-sized port city overnight to a small town with only 200 people, it is still okay to accommodate this team.
Since you are here to study, you have to have a place, right? The shipyard at the dock is a temporary workshop, and it is already the best specifications that craftsmen and partners can make, but the people of the Morse Ascetic Party shook their heads at a glance, so they built the ship.
The factory has been renovated briefly. Since you need to study it, you have to prepare for a long-term living, right? There are many open spaces in the city and many broken walls, but there are not many houses to live in. People whisper to the secrets.
He built a collective dormitory with his own laboratory, reading area and workshop with the drawings drawn by the craftsman.
"Thank you for your hard work." Someone said to the craftsman who was forced to finish drawings within an hour.
"No, no hard work." The craftsman showed a happy smile.
Fors next to her was almost stunned, and he didn't expect things to develop to this extent.
The blood-colored "fireworks" rushed straight into the sky, exploded and illuminated the night and reflected the eyes of Fors and Xiu.
During this process, he discovered that the person lying next to the "Magician" and "Judgement" was Viscount Stford.
Wait, is this secret... As an old man from the Tarot Society, Fors suddenly had speculation in his heart.
"What's the secret?"
The craftsman leaned against the railings of the balcony of the shipyard and curiously said, "Just keep pursuing knowledge? Wouldn't it be tiring to do this all the time?"
Fortunately, he was able to invite an angel-level helper.
Immediately afterwards, he collapsed from the tiniest structure and instantly collapsed into a ball of "fireworks".
"My Sequence 6 Potions are called 'Mechanical Expert'." He looked at the behemoth in the shipyard and said seriously, "I have a hunch that if I can complete this transport ship, my Potions will be able to
Totally controlled.”
"Knowledge is born for technology," said the craftsman.
The restaurant owner lost his family and operated a shop for generations in the tsunami. But no matter what, the life of a living person still needs to continue. After seeing the guests coming to the door, the wrinkles on his face also stretched out slightly. While taking out his handwriting
The menu, trotted to the mill to buy bread, buy vegetables and pickled fish, and some unfinished rations, made a pretty hearty dinner for the people.
"You've been able to do this, Klein."
The craftsman nodded: "I feel this way, too."
After asking this question, Xiu's emotions suddenly became extremely complicated, with expectations, anxiety, excitement, and fear.
"What about foreign refugees? I heard that disasters have also happened in Lenburg."
After promotion sequence 3, his random paper man already looked like "angel embrace". He no longer needed to be the same as before. He had to use the anti-divination and high position of the "Blasphemy Card" before he could use it.
Above the gray fog, Klein, holding the "Sea God's Scepter", also saw the "fireworks" dyed red in the sky.
The craftsman suddenly asked, "By the way, what is your current Sequence 6 Potion called?"
...
Seeing that the "Magician" and "Judge" Miss were far away from the previous places of change, safety was basically guaranteed. Klein retracted his gaze and continued to observe the light spots of Chunas Korg, deputy director of the MI9th Division.
action.
When Fors was praying to him before, he happened to observe the actions of Cunas Korg in this majestic palace. He took the paper man he cut and mobilized the power of the mysterious space and responded.
"...I'm talking about it." The man who peeked the secret has not yet fully adapted to his identity as a member of the church and nodded reluctantly, "The sequence 6 of my path is called 'Professor of Scroll', and the sequence 5 is unknown, but look at other predecessors and
The professor's performance seems to be related to the stars."
"Of course." The man from the Peek said seriously, "The purpose of the Morse Asceticism is to accommodate knowledge. We are all chased by knowledge. If we go crazy, we cannot digest the original knowledge. In other words, we are lack of learning ability.
.Never stop learning, never miss the opportunity to pursue higher and more knowledge, this is our lifestyle.”
Even without rituals or prayers, he can try to gain strength from history.
"I feel like I'm a little useful now. Maybe I've been studying so far to change the world a little bit at this moment."
That dark underground building that encountered Ince Zangwell?
Klein was a little surprised.
And he knew the inside story very well, and he knew very well the true meaning and weight of the question of "who is loyal to".
Viscount Steford did not answer Hugh's question immediately, and seemed to struggle for a while before saying:
"He discovered His Majesty the King's secret and wanted to inform the three major churches that failed and were executed on the spot."
...
"Do you really want to be promoted?"
"Good evening, Mr. Azke."
"Summoning images from the pores of history can be people or objects. The more detailed and realistic you understand the corresponding history and things, the greater the probability of success, and the longer it lasts."
"This seems to be a relatively special 'teleport'... similar to a door, but it uses rituals and specific items to teleport to a certain location within a short distance..." Klein thought for a moment on the Source Fort,
"Is there a Mausoleum of George III near here?"
Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and his confused eyes suddenly regained their spirits.
"You've been smacking irons. Are you tired?"
"In recent times, I have been busy drawing mysterious symbols in equipment vendors, drawing ritual drawings, and teaching the residents of the town simple magic operations... It seems that my magic potion control progress is slowly improving."
The "magic" had long heard the "world" sort out clues about the events related to the Beckland smog, and they should have had speculations about this. It was normal for the "judgment" lady who came a little late to not know... Klein pondered, they
All are just middle sequences, and these intelligences have no effect on their daily lives. It is normal for the "magician" not to mention it. Hugh's father "Mason Deere" has passed away for many years and has not taken his father's death and George III.
It is more normal to connect these two things: the secret of becoming a god.
Then, his right hand slowly retracted, and a figure followed closely behind, quickly outlining it beside him.
There are only two demigods on this ship, and Gadriya is the third hidden. In other words, there are only two people who do not need to eat or rest on the surface. Since there is a place to live, then you have to eat, right?
The secret people began patronizing the meal business in the town.
This is the question she wanted to ask eight years ago. For nearly three thousand days and nights, she was always looking for the answer, but she was afraid that the answer was not what she wanted, and she was afraid that her father had indeed participated in the rebellion.
Execution has no reputation.
The arrival of this team of secretly peeping people has allowed the dead town to regain some living atmosphere.
"This is not a blacksmith." The craftsman corrected, "This is very serious, inventive and improvement for the welfare of the residents!"
Even if Klein is ready and does not invite an angel-level helper, he will not be too sure to defeat the major general and deputy director of the 9th MIIT.
At this time, the problem of rest has entered a relatively core area that is easy to resist:
"What did Mason Deere die?"
Although limited, the food demand of more than a dozen people is enough to inject a trace of vitality into this town that is on the verge of extinction and cannot catch fish.
This made him hear the conversation between Hugh and Viscount Stford.
The secret man tried to install the glider to the tail to maintain balance and tried to replace the tail side sail, but the glider was not strong enough to be a durable ritual magic carrier, so there was no idea how to replace it. He casually said:
"Okay, maybe there's still a chance to get promoted."
"Now our two paths belong to the same church, and we must communicate with each other, and we will be well promoted with complete materials and formulas."
This so-called secret has almost been moved to the table. George III has already claimed in the newspaper that he is going to be emperor, but the "law" in these people seems to have not been lifted yet... This is the only way to make him a little bit
An unexpected thing.
After a while, Chunas Korg, who had "encircled" the territory and confirmed whether anyone was following him, walked to a mountain wall and took out something.
“As for now…”
"The foreign refugees can't smuggle here." The secret man sighed while deleting and modifying, "It's better to fix the sky transport ship first. The size and size need to be modified. If the recovery here is fast,
Maybe it can attract others to work."
Klein couldn't help but take a look at Azke's new clothes, and the history students' occupational disease attacks began to examine the details of these jewelry.
The secret person casts a vigilant sight.
"Secret... His Majesty the King's Secret..." She whispered to herself, asking with an urgent attitude:
"Promotion? Maybe it's really OK." The craftsmen's eyes lit up, standing on the balcony of the shipyard overlooking the city with lights. "It's a pity that the Ascetic Church will stay here for too long. After they left, they left the
The dormitory needs to be re-planned. The fishery is difficult to revive. The transportation industry is not sure when it will start. We need more people to develop cities. Is there any opportunity to host refugees?”
Azk's eyes also fell on him. He met again for a long time, and the Death Consul also smiled and greeted:
To be continued...