Chapter 526 Kind Grandpa Colin
Unfortunately, even with Shana's help this time, it couldn't give a suitable answer.
He just said that thing was special and was one of the hopes for the future that could not be ignored, but he didn't say what it was specifically referring to or what its use was, like a riddle man...
"Damn the Riddler..."
Colin cursed softly and didn't ask any more questions on this issue. Seeing that it was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, he was afraid that it would not respond unless it brought a large number of points.
Then, Colin looked at Shana and saw that she was calm but a little dazed, and in her daze she was very calm. Finally, she had an inexplicable feeling of grievance that she couldn't express, so she said:
"I can't talk about the past, but from now on... leave the points to me. I'll be responsible for spending the points on managing the territory and rescuing refugees. At the same time, I'll give you enough points as compensation."
In the past, Kelin would have thought of asking Shana to contribute some points, so that everyone could contribute money to manage this territory...
But after knowing how she was exploited, Colin no longer had any corresponding ideas.
If it weren't for him, Shana wouldn't have much money even if she stripped herself clean.
Hearing this, Shana opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to express that she had enough points now, and this was what she wanted to do , without any reward.
She currently has tens of thousands of points, this...
If you don't buy that rip-off tank and the "skins" in "Dream of Light", you'll still have enough points.
At least according to her usage, she wouldn't use much in a year.
And to be honest, she personally doesn't have any particular desire for points.
But Colin spoke before her: "Anyway, let's just leave it like this. I will give you what you deserve. Otherwise, what's the difference between me and it?"
As he spoke, Colin pointed to the parchment that was so wicked that it was bubbling.
"OK……"
Shana did not refuse again, but still added:
"But, but, can I request that the points I receive from you be deposited directly with you? If you do, I feel like they'll still charge that... 'handling fee'."
"The 'handling fee' wasn't even cancelled. Damn it! You know you were wrong, but you'll still dare to do it next time, right?"
Colin felt inexplicably amused, then nodded.
"No problem. I'll keep your points with you from now on. If you need to buy something or need to use them, just let me know."
Shana usually uses points, just one point to buy a bunch of brown bread.
That thing tastes terrible, but it can support one person's daily consumption. In a sense, it can be regarded as a food black technology...
However, this black technology is highly substitutable.
A bucket of Colinla's official super-concentrated nutrient complex liquid wouldn't be much worse than this.
And he doesn't even have to pay a penny, or rather, the government still owes him a large sum of money, which is enough to support the people here for the rest of their lives.
"Thanks……"
Shana said this sincerely. She blinked and didn't know how to thank Kelin. If it weren't for him, her situation would be very difficult...
No, it would be fine if it were just difficult, but the key is that this difficulty will lead to the deaths of countless people.
What she can do in return is to protect and manage the land she and Colin developed together.
Of course, I will also teach Colin some combat skills with more care, without reservation...
"By the way, I have now recovered about three sub-clones. If you need anything in the territory, I can help at any time..." Shana said.
"Loosening the soil and moving bricks are currently useful. With the continuous increase in population, things in this area are a bit out of date. The other things are to bestow some blessings so that people can learn some basic knowledge faster. Knowledge enlightenment is still very important..." Colin thought of a lot of things that Shana could do in an instant.
Shana didn't refuse...
After communicating for a while, the topic came to an end and Shana sent her "Light Clone" out to do something.
The main body stayed in the chapel, ready to instruct Colin on combat matters.
But before that, Colin took out the "Goodwill of the Fire Bearer" and the document, ready to melt some skills out.
"Hopefully, something valuable can be melted."
Colin prayed and then used the fusion function.
The bonfire rolled wildly before my eyes, and with the cool special effects, it seemed as if some incredible magic weapon was about to be born.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
Amid the sound of hammers hitting each other.
With a "click" sound.
Fusion complete.
Colin took it out with great interest, and then he discovered that the name of the equipment seemed to have changed...
It changed from "The Kindness of the Fire Bearer" to "The Kindness of the Fire Bearer MAX," and the description column added a sentence "Haze Angel Special Enhanced Edition"...
"That's a pretty straightforward name."
Colin pursed his lips and continued to check its specific changes.
In the transparent fiery red crystal-like eyeballs, there was a small haze figure swimming. Some kind of "inspiration" made Colin realize that this thing could directly connect to the contained "Haze Angel".
And then you can get some kind of remote assistance from it...
"This time, I can use it to release a massive haze field composed of sulfuric acid and other substances, covering a diameter of tens of kilometers. People within it will be somewhat disoriented, and by controlling the regional concentration, I can enhance this effect. Is this how those anomalies in Britain were controlled? Not bad."
"Secondly, regardless of whether you breathe or not, your respiratory tract will suffer corresponding corrosive damage. You can either endure it head-on or use your Beyonder abilities to offset it. This is a form of assimilation of the times. To put it more bluntly, it's about making the world feel the pain together."
"Furthermore, I can summon tens of thousands of 'Fog City' workers, orphans, and so on to serve me. As long as I don't die, they won't die either. Moreover, everyone who dies from the corrosion of the 'smog' has the opportunity to become a part of it. And once in it, I can transform into the appearance of any one of them..."
These three are probably the abilities that are listed and specifically explained.
It seems to have been weakened a bit, but not too much.
However, based on past experience, there should be some more detailed usage postures waiting for him and Shana to develop together.
At worst, you can burn it to maximize its effectiveness...
"There are three main negative effects. The first is that the larger the range, the greater the energy consumption. If used continuously for three days, there will be a cool-down day."
"Secondly, within the area of coverage, teammates won't be completely immune to damage like with a bonfire. There will always be some damage..."
"Third, you can't exploit the summons too much. Otherwise, it might trigger a strike, a rebellion, or even a debuff like a streetlight. It's best to give them reasonable arrangements, huh? Why worry about exploiting them if they're already dead..."
Colin raised his eyebrows. He felt that the negative effects were acceptable, but he couldn't quite understand the strike.
After thinking for a while, he pinched the upper and lower sides of "MAX"'s eyeballs, brought them in front of his left eye, and stuffed them into the eye socket.
As the thought turned, a very thin layer of haze began to spread around...
Countless people emerged from the smog, including emaciated workers, disabled child laborers, sickly elderly people, and tired women and children.
As these
This gave Colin some ideas and he realized how to drive them.
Of course, as a man with a conscience, Colin would never say things like "If you want a bonfire, you have to work", "If you work for one hour, you can enjoy one minute of warming yourself by the fire", "If you don't work today, you will be burned as firewood tomorrow".
After thinking for a while, the kind-hearted Grandpa Kelin spoke in simple and plain words:
"Ahem, my friends... I ask you to join me in building a new home, to build your own house, to grow your own food, and to work hard for yourselves... Of course, everything is entirely voluntary."
