Chapter 11 Predicting a Crisis

　　So, don't underestimate a musician's hearing. Although Shiluwa is a rock musician, this does not prevent her from having sharp hearing and amazing insight.

　　Shiluwa's talent can also be used in mechanical repairs. She puts her ears close to the damaged machines and listens to the ticking sound of the strings inside them, just like a doctor listening to the patient's heart and then finding the key nodes.

　　Tim hesitated for a moment and didn't come out. He was very confident in his tracking skills.

　　In response, Shiluwa picked up a snowball and threw it at where Tim was hiding.

　　"It's you, the sneaky outsider."

　　Tim accepted the defeat and raised his hands in a French salute, then slowly walked out of his hiding place. He was still dressed as Robin. If Jeppard's sister was more informed, she would know that a thief broke into the Iron Guard restricted area last night and was locked up.

　　Obviously, Robin's clothes are very recognizable. After all, such simple and unpretentious clothes are rare in Beloberg, which loves Mexican aesthetics. The delicate big sister expressed her disdain for this strange color combination.

　　Player: Maybe that’s what American culture is like.

　　"Ma'am, I mean no harm," Robin said.

　　If this was Gotham, Tim would not have any trouble at all thanks to the good foundation laid by the first two Robins. Even in other parts of the world, there would always be people who knew the dynamic duo of Batman and Robin. But this was Beloberg, which had just been connected to the Internet, and no one here knew two guys in strange costumes.

　　Except for Jeppard, he actually knew them, and Tim prayed that Jeppard's sister knew about this.

　　"Are you Robin?" Shiluwa knew about this. Her beloved brother was almost kidnapped during a business trip. As a sister, how could she not know clearly? She also heard about the glorious deeds of these two heroes of the dark night.

　　"It's me," Tim breathed a sigh of relief. "Guard Officer Jeppard invited us to attend the opening of the Belloborg Museum."

　　Xiluwa raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "Aren't you guys here a little too early? There are still three days before the opening. How do you plan to spend these three days in Beloberg? Sightseeing, or spying on secrets?"

　　When she said the last sentence, Shiluwa's tone suddenly became dangerous, her fingers pressed on the strings, and the electric shock releaser was ready to go.

　　"We just want to know the truth!" Tim raised his hands innocently, like a surrendering raccoon.

　　"Beloberg suddenly announced its opening, the ice and snow of the originally closed world is gradually melting, the Great Guardian Bronya has intervened in the two-party structure, and the Silver Mane Iron Guards are used as special forces to defend the city. Isn't this very suspicious to other people in the United States?"

　　Regarding Robin's questions, Shiluwa didn't know how to refute them, because these questions objectively existed: "But what good would it do you to know? If the truth will affect the hard-won peace of Beloberg, then is there any need to know it?"

　　Tim was finally able to raise the banner of superheroes: "Batman and I are Gotham's superheroes. We also know Superman and Wonder Woman. If you get more exposure to the outside world, you will know that we have saved countless innocent civilians. If we speak out, we can curb the negative news about Beloberg to a certain extent."

　　If you can't stop it, just delete the post, Tim thought grimly, the Batcomputer is wasted anyway.

　　In fact, Shiluwa did not believe Robin's words. She just found an excuse for herself to find out the truth, just like players do not care about the public opinion of American society. That kind of thing is just a piece of shit under the control of the media.

　　The player shook his head confidently: You know nothing about power.

　　System: I see you know nothing about the protagonist’s halo. If Batman can’t change the whole society, can’t he deal with you?

　　Shiluwa stared at Robin for a long time with an unreadable expression, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, since you saved Jeppard, I will believe you, kid, but if you dare to harm Beloberg, the people of Yalilo will not forgive you."

　　Tim, who finally convinced Jeppard's sister, breathed a sigh of relief and put down his hands: "So what should we do now?"

　　Xiluwa put the guitar back into the guitar case: "Go find Lingke, didn't you see her yesterday?"

　　Tim: "Does she know how to get into the Iron Guard restricted area?"

　　Xiluwa rubbed Robin's head and said, "Little brother, our Lingbao is a very professional snowfield explorer. She has climbed many snowy mountains of Beloberg. There are always a few places where you can see the location of Beloberg clearly."

　　Robin, whose hair was snuffled, dared not speak out: "But won't those places be controlled by the Silver Mane Guards?"

　　"We didn't have the conditions to climb the snow-capped mountains before." Shiluwa talked about the past with a hint of loneliness on her face.

　　"Oh, I see." Tim responded dryly, looking for other topics to talk about: "So how did Beloberg survive in the snowstorm? Just relying on the underground mineral veins?"

　　While taking Robin to look for clues about Lingke, Shiluwa slowly explained the history of Beloberg after the player's magic modification:

　　"According to the version handed down by the Landau family, before the disaster occurred, Lady Alisa Land had sensed the crisis, and she consciously sought ways to survive the disaster.

　　Until the snowstorm came, she led all the city builders to build this city, and she was elected as the first great guardian. "

　　It sounds even more fantastical. What kind of script of a great man falling from the sky is this? "Premonition? Why do you say that?"

　　"Do you know why the Executive Office is called Clipper Palace?" Shiluwa talked about another thing.

　　Robin thought about the information he had collected: "It seems to be the name of a guardian god in the Yalilo mythology? Could it be a revelation from God?"

　　Robin, who knew the origin of Wonder Woman, naturally accepted this setting. The Greek gods are gods, so are the gods of Yalilo not gods?

　　“The Amber King seldom gazes upon the human world. Although Beloberg has built a city to follow in His footsteps, only those who have walked the deepest on the path of fate are qualified to get a glimpse of Him.

　　No one knows whether the first Great Guardian has ever received the attention of God, but as long as one walks on the path of protection, one can use some of the power of protection. "

　　Wait, why did things suddenly become so weird? The materialistic mortal hero was puzzled, but it seemed very reasonable.

　　The player who slightly revealed the patch's worldview stopped talking: "Okay, observe the snow, we should be able to find Lingbao soon."

　　The clue was interrupted, but Robin did not force it. He stepped forward to observe the traces of walking on the snow, and soon identified the direction Ling Ke walked: "She should have walked this way."

　　Ling Ke was sitting in front of the tent, putting some magical ingredients into the iron pot in front of her.

　　"Jerky that has been frozen for at least fifty years." He sniffed and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He took out some unidentified objects, "Canned herring produced in the last century..."

　　The essence of making snowfield stew is to put all the ingredients you can find into it, and finally sprinkle a handful of seasoning, using heat and salt to cover up the unpleasant taste.

　　Shilua and Tim really found a good time.

　　"Lingbao!" The eldest sister of the Langdao family saw the steaming iron pot from afar, walked up quickly and put her arms around her younger sister's shoulders.

　　"Huh? Sister? Why are you here? Are you here to explore with me?" Although Ling Ke was startled, she reacted quickly. When she turned around, she saw the ignorant guy from yesterday.

　　"It's you? Shouldn't you be locked up by the Silvermane Guards?" She frowned.

　　"Um, let me explain..." Shiluwa awkwardly took Lingke aside and began to explain in a muttered voice.

　　"Sister, don't be willful. Brother Jeppard won't agree with you doing this." Lingke's rebuttal voice reached Tim's ears. He scratched his head uncomfortably, and in order to appear less like an eavesdropper, he chose to serve the iron pot.

　　"Lingbao, I know this is risky, but I really want to know what she did. Cocolia used to be my best friend until she became the Great Guardian and became more and more unfamiliar..."

　　"She hasn't explained why she interrupted my research and why she insisted on isolating the upper and lower areas. She has always been in my heart. If I don't get over this hurdle, I will never be at peace."

　　Cocolia, Tim stared at the bubbles in the pot in a daze, he remembered the two phantoms he had seen before, the woman who should be the former great guardian was majestic and arrogant, but there was always a hint of madness in her words, as if she was planning something.

　　Combined with the official answer given by Beloberg, Cocolia should have sacrificed herself to eliminate the snowstorm, but Tim's intuition always told him that things were not simple, otherwise Bronya would have no reason to stop Jeppard's sister from entering the restricted area where the past images were preserved.

　　After Tim counted to the thirty-second bubble, Lingke's tone softened: "Okay, Sister Shiluwa, I will take you to find the entrance to the restricted area, but you must promise me that you will retreat in time if you encounter danger, and do not resist if you are discovered by the Silver Mane Iron Guards."

　　"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for Jeppard. I will go there when he is on vacation in the upper area."

　　Tim was relieved after successfully convincing Lingke. He waited for Shiluwa and Lingke to come over: "The soup is ready." Tim made small talk.

　　"Sister, let's drink the soup before we leave." Lingke pointed at her snowfield stew, in which the strange ingredients emitted a weird luster.

　　"Thank you, Lingke," Shiluwa said without objection. She also called Robin, "You should have one too. You have been walking in the snow for so long."

　　Tim looked at the fish in the bowl, its eyes still open, and took it with the courage of a hero: "Thank you."

　　He observed the expressions of Lingke and Shiluwa as they drank the soup, and after making sure it was non-toxic, he drank it in one gulp.