Chapter 499 Conversation
As soon as a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, the Night Watch headquarters in Creek City was almost attacked by the undead.
Players who were eager to kill the boss and get the exorcist badge spent their patience waiting for the NPC to start work; in the darkest moment before dawn, the night watch headquarters was surrounded by people inside and outside. When the day finally came, these impatient guys were not polite, some smashed the door, some banged on the window, and some took out their weapons and banged on their armor:
"Get up! Get up!"
"NPC uncle! It's time to go to work!"
"Can't the Night Watch headquarters have a zombie NPC? I have to wait for the NPC to wake up before I can hand in the quest. I'm really fed up with it!"
Normally, the working hours of the night watchmen are actually at night, but because the abnormal events in Tachia Territory are handled by the undead and the night watchmen have to work for the new city hall to earn undead wages, the work and rest schedule of the night watchmen in Creek City is now similar to that of ordinary people.
These night watchmen who have been running around for days and are exhausted will definitely not sleep with the azalea badge on, but even if the undead are "silent", the noise they make is alarming... Soon, a night watchman came to open the door with a resentful face.
The closing report of "Incident No. 063" was thrown directly in the face of the night watchman.
This investigation report written by the player (Only hard work can win) is missing a lot of key information... For example, only Yang Qiu witnessed the evil god's consciousness, and only Professor Yin Zhengliang traced the Lawrence family.
But even if it was only the investigation process from the player's perspective, it was enough to shock the Night Watch.
"Are the dead townspeople believers? Are there messengers of the evil god hiding in the cemetery?"
Captain Miles was confused when he received the report, and he repeatedly confirmed whether he had read it correctly.
The player will naturally only write Chinese characters on the report, so Captain must use the Azalea Badge to identify it.
He didn't think that the undead had lied in the report... but the content of the report seemed a bit unbelievable to him - an evil god's messenger that could summon tentacle vines, release magma, specifically close the bone prison, and release various curse states (DEBUFF)? !
Well... that's right. Since the investigation process was unremarkable and I only found the solution by luck after triggering the "side quest", there's really not much to write about because I just work hard and you will win, so I simply wrote down the process of defeating the BOSS. In the eyes of this professional player, if the report is blank, it may affect the reward, so I'd better fill in the word count first.
What he did was not wrong, but it was a bit superfluous... Captain Miles read it over and over again and really couldn't understand it, so he simply skipped the messy "BOSS skill description" and finally saw the clue from the rest of the description.
"Using the dead as an anchor... A Fallen Angel of the Death Pantheon?!"
Captain Miles took a deep breath and hurriedly stood up to report to the diocesan bishop.
The captain stopped walking before he even left the room.
After standing there in silence for a while, Captain Miles stepped back and sat back in his seat.
The diocesan bishop of Tachia Territory has been contacting the Holy Land frequently during these days, accusing the local night watchmen of "rebellion", privately employing the undead as exorcists, colluding with dark creatures, etc.
Captain Miles knew exactly what the diocesan bishop was trying to do. Tachia was a thorn in the side of the Holy Land, and the bishop had no intention of getting stuck in this quagmire and delaying his future. He was only anxious to send out the signal that "the Night Watchmen were disobedient and incompatible with him" in order to get transferred as soon as possible.
No matter how beneficial it is to cooperate with the undead or how efficient it is in resolving incidents, His Eminence the Bishop, who is only looking for another way out, will not take it seriously.
"……never mind."
Captain Miles shook his head, took out a pen from his inner pocket, and silently rewrote the contents of the report written by the undead, entering it into the file without missing a word.
While Meyer got the "abridged version" of the report, Zhao Zhenzhen got the "complete version" - Political Commissar Zhao not only learned about the investigation process of the Xinxili Town incident from Professor Yin Zhengliang, but Yang Qiu also took the initiative to visit him and complete the part that Professor Yin was not aware of.
In the city hall of Adler's Dutata City, Zhao Zhenzhen, who had just come online, sat opposite the projection placed by Yang Qiu.
The national team is also online for 12 hours every Earth Day. An "all-round tool man" like Zhao Zhenzhen, who is in charge of a large number of government affairs, must carefully calculate the login time and synchronize it with the daytime here in order to cooperate with the work in the other world.
Zhao Zhenzhen has to be online all day in the alien world. After returning to Earth, she has to cooperate with the expert group over there and work almost 24 hours a day... Fortunately, "logging into" the alien world is almost like sleeping for Earthlings, otherwise even an iron man would not be able to hold on for so long.
"Another ancient god has come... This world is too overwhelming." After listening to Yang Qiu's description of the fallen god of the death pantheon, Political Commissar Zhao expressed great pressure. He said angrily: "It can interfere with the memories of the living and regard the dead as believers. This is too hard to guard against. Old Yang, there are so many gods in this world. According to what you said, these gods cannot be eliminated. Doesn't it mean that one day this world... well, according to what you said, this plane will be overwhelmed by gods?"
Yang Qiu felt something was wrong when he heard this, and said with a half-smile: "Ms. Zhao, you have something else to say."
"Really?" Zhao Zhenzhen played dumb.
"Ms. Zhao, I am telling you this in person...using a projection. Isn't this enough to prove that I, Yang, am open and honest?" Yang Qiu spread his hands.
"Oh? Which aspect do you mean?" Zhao Zhenzhen remained calm and continued to play dumb.
"Well... well, let's not beat around the bush and just speak frankly." Yang Qiu said, "Since the occupation of Innadli, you have been collecting books and information on this plane from various channels, including but not limited to mysticism, alchemy, runes, Kenyan magic technology..."
"Last month, you secretly got a pneumatic car engine while I was dispatching troops to Taqia Territory. You dismantled it into parts and arranged for two PLAs pretending to be players to smuggle it to the Desolate Stronghold of Tarantan and stuffed it into the batch of wood that was 'exported' to the Earth Plane and your people acted as buyers."
At this point, Yang Qiu paused deliberately. Seeing that Zhao Zhenzhen had no intention of interrupting to explain, he continued with regret: "...Now, this pneumatic engine that is driven by runes and can generate power without boiling water should be in the hands of the expert group, right?"
Zhao Zhenzhen didn't feel nervous at all after hearing the truth that exposed their little tricks in person. Instead, she nodded openly and said frankly, "I knew you would definitely notice this. It would be better to tell you right from the beginning so that I can save you the trouble."
Yang Qiu: “…”
Zhao Zhenzhen seemed to have no idea how to write shamelessly. She even had the nerve to ask Yang Qiu, "Speaking of which, the books on runes and magic technology that we collected don't seem to be comprehensive. Many core things are not mentioned. The engine wouldn't start after it was assembled. What happened? We even transferred the gas from this plane. We also got some of the magic cores that you use. There was absolutely no mistake in the assembly process. We also tried driving it in different environments, even in a vacuum—"
"Stop, stop." Yang Qiu had no choice but to admit defeat and raised his hands in surrender. He said painfully, "All the pneumatic engines on this continent are made by the Kenyan Empire. In order to prevent the core technology from being leaked, the Imperial Alchemist Corps developed special confidentiality runes hundreds of years ago. As long as their engines are disassembled, the truly core secret runes engraved inside will disappear... Runeology is similar to the chip technology on our earth. Everyone is willing to share the introductory runes, but no one will reveal the unique runes. It's useless for you to ask me."
"It turns out to be like this." Zhao Zhenzhen slapped her thigh with a look of regret.
The magic technology pneumatic engine that needs magic core to provide magic power to drive is not very valuable to China; but the technology that can use gas to directly generate power, saving the process of boiling water, not only reduces the size of the engine but also greatly improves safety, must be of great interest to the expert group.
Even if this technology cannot be moved to Earth for application, it would be fine to use it as a reference... but it's stuck in runes.
Of course...even though Zhao Zhenzhen looked regretful now, she and the expert group behind her would never give up so easily - Yang Qiu could guess with his knees that this group of stubborn people would definitely put in a lot of effort to study runes next.
Yang Qiu had no objection to this... If China's technology tree could produce one or two rare products, his family and he would also benefit from it.
Skipping this, Yang Qiu continued to bring the topic back: "Anyway... since you have already dabbled in mysticism and runeology, then, what does it mean to me to be the players who 'log in' to this alien world, and what kind of role it plays, I think... you already have a plan."
Zhao Zhenzhen remained calm.
But in Yang Qiu's perception, Political Commissar Zhao's mental power, or aura, had obviously become more fierce.
Yang Qiu smiled slightly and said word by word: "Your expert group should have already made... a special plan to deal with the possibility that I might give up my human identity, right?"
Everyone on earth knows that the Chinese like to do things in a planned way, like to think long-term and prepare for the future in advance.
Ordinary Chinese people have the habit of long-term savings, and will give priority to investing in buying houses and acquiring properties; young people will consider retirement, while middle-aged people will consider their offspring and even their offspring's offspring.
Not to mention China...all kinds of short-term and long-term plans, all kinds of preparatory plans; during the Cold War, they were even prepared for how to organize production and the revival of civilization from scratch after the third world war and the global civilization regressed to the Stone Age - printing all kinds of teaching manuals with ridiculous names but extremely practical, digging holes and mountains all over the country to build air defense measures and store strategic materials. China has done all these things.
Before planning for victory, plan for defeat first, and be prepared to clean up the defeat before starting a war. This is a fine tradition that the Chinese have preserved since the feudal era.
If such a national team were exposed to mysticism and runeology, knew what anchor points and gods were, and knew the real purpose of Yang Qiu in creating the "game" "Alien World", it would be a miracle if they did not make the worst-case scenario plan early on.
