Camping site in District B, residential area, and street in District Z.

Wright, who came out of the "special restaurant" and the military office in the camp, was always in a bad mood. He always felt a kind of depression, as if dark clouds were shrouded in his mind, making him feel extremely heavy every step from the military office to the residential area, and walking on thin ice.

But on the good side, since the palm-sized, made of steel, the front is engraved with sunflower patterns and simple sunflower patterns, and the back is smooth enough to almost no carving to give the teacher. The moment when Peter [Scholar], Wright felt a lot of relaxation in his spirit, and no longer had the inexplicable mania, impulse and bloodthirst.

Although he experienced a test that was close to life and death, he helped Bret defeat the "crazy body" and then fell into the lake, he went through a series of events that now seemed to be the test set by "Water of the Other Face".

He defeated the orc Soulkod again and was promoted to Level 6: Inspiration. After entering the "huge machinery" realm where "The Emblem of Tomorrow" and "The Water of the Other Face" are located, he was recognized by him and was called the "Savior".

Then I hiked in the Yellow Sand Gobi for a day or two. Finally, I saw the acquaintance of "Feng", and met a bunch of "unintentional people" dancing around meteorites, as well as an old "magic" who had not been named.

Finally, I met my compatriots and my fellow-likes, the inspector of the camp "Public Security Team", but then I had a fantastic and weird nightmare on the jeep, which caused me to toss and turns without sleeping well all night.

Before he could feel the "happiness" and sense of belonging among human beings, Peter treated himself to a full meal.

But Peter that disgusting guy...

Thinking of this, Wright suddenly felt anger in his heart, as if a fire bomb was buried in his heart. Although it was "not fatal", he just felt uncomfortable and painful, and wanted to find an opportunity to exercise his muscles and vent his anger!

Carrying a yellow military backpack that had never been replaced, she was still wearing the guard uniform made of a silver-white top and tactical trousers, which was now out of place. Wright put the 500 new coins that Peter had just stuffed him in his pocket, and did not intend to touch too much of the disgusting coins that made him feel stomach acid.

It seems that the collusion between the Socratic Council and the three major churches of the Lost is a foregone conclusion. It seems that Peter does not care about hiding his true thoughts in his heart, nor does he mind exposing the Socratic Council's true intentions at this node.

According to the few words that Kerton muttered casually when he left the military center just now, Wright learned that the fastest is tonight and at noon tomorrow, the Crown Prince Ivant will issue an important battle "general launch" order to all local legions, guards, adventurers organizations, and explorers associations that can be contacted by telegraph machines in the command center of the ancient city of the "Silent City" named "Silent Steel Heart".

And based on reliable information revealed by insiders, Evant created an inspiring name for this "general start-up" act: "Dawn of Elysia", which means "finding a bright future in the land of heaven". He tried to make a contribution to the whole empire, gather all the personnel, resources, weapons, and all the power that can be used to concentrate on eliminating all the lost people, waiting for the most unstable factors that affect the restoration of the empire's order to disappear, and then take action to slowly solve the problem of the unintentional person.

In this way, he could be comparable to the great emperor of Cruzd, Ivan Twenty-II, who was the upper class profession [Order], and even the "great" Leto I of the Pusius Empire.

but……

Wright thought again, this almost gambled would definitely not bring much good results. The Socratic Committee was always an unreliable factor, just like a sword of Damocles hanging above his head. As long as the empire showed its decline in the battlefield of the silent high ground, the sword would fall and pierce Ivante's noble head.

He walked quickly in the residential area and was not deserted. I saw a few imperial soldiers walking in a hurry and doing business. Wright felt that there were three top priorities to deal with now.

First, enter the inner part of the "Silent Highland", the central area, the realm where the god "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" is located, find the god and contact it, and then prevent the inhumane "Blood Night Ritual" planned by the Socra Committee in advance, and by the way, you can thoroughly understand what secrets still exist in your body.

Is it still the extraordinary power with "divineness" left, or is it that the apostle of the god who had successfully summoned in the ritual of the Lost Swamp before, hidden under his body?

These must be figured out, otherwise it will be a time bomb that will not bring any benefits to yourself in the end.

After all, if my current red magic power and the power of "Dark Hidden Touch" were really borrowed from the God Envoy, I would have to pay back the debt at that time.

As for whether to pay off debts with your body, or other important parts such as the spirit, the soul, etc., it is unknown.

In short, all the powers that are not your in use are marked with the price.

Secondly, if you have the opportunity, you still have to find a way to wait for Mr. George and contact him. Although Peter told himself that Mr. George would take the initiative to find him, waiting blindly will inevitably increase the opportunity cost and miss many opportunities that are within your reach.

Of course, after seeing Mr. Wright, I must ask about the tracker, at least through some exchange of interests, the Socratic Council or the Guards can remove it. Even if it cannot be removed, at least it will no longer work.

Otherwise, if all your actions and even some privacy behaviors may be under surveillance, it would be a bit scary to think about it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The third is to inquire about Brett's whereabouts.

Wright had made up his mind that Brett, a comrade-in-arms who was like a big brother, had helped him and even saved him in several critical moments.

To live, you must see a sound and complete person. Even if you are crazy or dead, Wright must see his body.

Before this evening, Wright thought that he must go to the office or commercial area to inquire. If Brett was really not taken away by those masked soldiers, or fled with his strong physical fitness and combat experience, he would definitely come to the B-zone camp...at least, he would leave some traces here that have found me.

So is Miyou, but he is the loser and should have more and easier ways to survive than Brett.

Once lost in the yellow sand desert, relying on the dual identities of the blood clan and the lost, Mi You can survive by eating from his blood body.

If they were taken away by those masked soldiers together...

Thinking of this, Letterton felt a sense of explosiveness in his head. The rich breakfast just now had not been digested. His stomach, which had not received such a full feeling of fullness for a long time, was moving uncontrollably, consuming the oxygen that could have supplied his brain in his body.

So, Wright no longer thinks about the problems that easily cause brain failure, such as "Gray Dream", "Cubic Wolf" and "Mechanic Spirit", "Emperor", and "Red Face Hayne".

I have only one task now, take the wind to the residential area, and report on the residence where the "New Wind Team" of the Sunnetsk Legion is located.

After all, when he was about to leave the "Special Restaurant", Peter was only willing to open an introduction letter to be transferred to the "New Style Team" on the spot. At his strong request, he wrote another letter to himself in the format. The only difference was that the person who was introduced was replaced by Feng.

"For Feng, he finally has a stable job. He is a semi-lost living in a remote countryside. If he cannot use his racial identity and strength well, he will easily be regarded as an enemy by the empire, or even be beaten to death in a certain battle. Now it seems that this is a bright future for him." Wright muttered to himself as he walked:

"I am pitiful to the wind, and his grandfather's "reason" did a free but meaningful divination for himself. In addition, he was very likely to be guided by the "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" and heard the call, so he chose to walk with Feng and become companions with him."

"After all, I have also seen the mechanical manipulator of the 'Daughter of Mechanical Yuan' in several dreams, and have also brought me some very important guidance, including the two spirit restrictions of the red magic source power, including a lot of information related to the 'Daughter of Mechanical Yuan' itself. As a companion, Feng should play a crucial role."

Thinking of this, Wright turned his head and looked clear, and he was filled with curious semi-lost people about everything around the streets of the residential area... No, the young wind that should be called the supernatural being.

The boy with light green eyes, with some spots intertwined with crimson and yellow-brown colors scattered in his right eye, and some spots formed by some unknown reason. The boy with a faint scar on his left face was carrying a military green military backpack that Kerton gave him from the corner of the bedroom.

This backpack is very big, almost half the size of his relatively thin body. Although the identity of a half-lost person has brought him a stronger power than that of ordinary humans, carrying a heavy backpack does not seem bulky or difficult, but it is still not very coordinated.

Looking at the bulging backpack, Wright subconsciously patted it and asked Feng with a smile:

"Wind, what good thing did Kerton give you? It seems that your backpack is about to be broken."

"Brother Wright, of course, canned food. You don't know that Mr. Kerton is the largest imperial soldier I have ever seen. He not only took me to the big restaurant to eat five or six chickens, a leg of lamb, four or five pieces of beef, but also gave me a full pack of canned food for cultivation." Feng excitedly showed off to Wright like a child.

"Let me see, wow, there seem to be a lot of them!" Wright said in a "amazing" together.

"Of course. Mr. Kerton has filled me with more than twenty cans. If I save some food, more than half a month will be enough. Brother Wright, you know, the "Wuxin Village" is usually inconvenient for transportation, and it will take a lot of trouble to eat clean food produced by the empire. Actually..."

Feng said, and the words were a little tempted to speak but stopped. After thinking for a few seconds, he still spoke in disappointment:

"Many times we supplement food differently from humans, but like wolves, dogs, and even rats and beasts that are big or small. In other words, Brother Wright, I have eaten raw meat."

"This is normal. The lost people may not have received education in the human world. Even from the perspective of nature and physiological needs, they must regularly eat raw meat and drink blood." Wright said without caring, but when talking about the lost people, he deliberately replaced "you" with "they".

"I... not only have I eaten raw meat from animals, but you know. There will be many imperial soldiers and wilderness explorers for various reasons, either being attacked by wild animals, or being killed by battles. I have indeed touched their bodies, and have experienced the feeling of being immersed in the breath of blood and ‘special meat’ many times. But Brother Wright…” Feng's tone became firm, and he patted his chest and assured:

"Since we are companions now, I promise not to touch those 'strange' foods anymore. I made up my mind since I entered the big restaurant with you just now. I decided to abandon the lost part of my body and take the human part seriously. I... no longer intend to be a semi-lost person, I want to be a human, a real human being as a superpower."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "That's good, the wind, humans will always welcome you. And, I believe..." Letter stopped immediately, looked up at the blue sky with a few strange-shaped and white clouds floating, and suddenly recalled Bret's conversation in Chekavsk.

He remembered Brett's ideal:

"All races will usher in a day of peaceful coexistence, and regional and ethnic differences will always disappear. No one is ruled, no one is ruled, no one is discriminated against, no one is discriminated against. All 'people' live peacefully on this continent and survive in an orderly manner."

"It's wind." Thinking of this, Wright blurted out:

"I believe that human beings can completely eliminate the influence of the unintentional 'virus' and usher in the day to restore order and build a new world. Human beings, psychics, losers, and all creatures with wisdom should live in peace. I don't want any war in this world. This world should be peaceful, peaceful, beautiful, and full of hope, right?"

"Yes." Feng echoed.

Then, he tilted his head, his eyes half-closed, and showed an extremely cute smile.

He read from Wright's tone that he could not fully understand for the time being, full of sadness, loneliness, but with great hope and idealism.

He also understood that the world should never be like this, full of wasteland and the atmosphere of war.

This world should be beautiful, it should be full of hope, peace and tranquility, full of blue sky and verdant mountains and fields, and there are also "people" who work hard for a happy life, who "peacefully coexist" from all races.

"Brother Wright, I'm willing to help you." Feng continued in his slightly tender young voice.

"What to help me?" Wright asked knowingly, showing a kind and expectant smile.
Chapter completed!