Chapter 741 How to use four positive words to form a negative word
After leaving the royal city of the Vahlan Empire, Mo Cheng had no intention of communicating with others. He simply found a place where no one would disturb him and went to rest.
Seeing that Mo Cheng had no obvious injuries, the others also thought that Mo Cheng might have been exhausted from killing the white dragon Hiss, then having a fight with the Mad King Dom after the meteorite bombardment of the royal city of the Vahlan Empire, and needed to find a place to rest.
But their guesses were all wrong.
Inside the room, Mo Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground, constantly recalling the feeling of fighting with Mad King Dom just now.
The more I recall , the more I feel like something is wrong.
However, I couldn't put my finger on it, nor could I find out where this strange feeling came from.
But Mo Cheng believed in his own feelings, and he believed that there must be something in it that he had not thought of yet.
"King, mistake, mad king, resurrection, evil god..."
The story kept repeating in Mo Cheng's mind, but Mo Cheng discovered that many elements were consciously hidden in this story.
The story is just a story because it has already happened and the ending is already determined.
But the story is not just a story, because Mo Cheng still needs to find clues from this vague story.
For example, the identities of those followers, where the technology to create [King Dom] came from, and why the gods turned a blind eye to the actions of those followers...
Who is the prototype of [King Dom], the bard?
as well as……
Why did the bard die?
None of these stories clearly stated it, but Mo Cheng knew that the cause of the bard's death must have a lot to do with his followers' tireless desire to resurrect him.
Generally speaking, if one really wants to resurrect a person, that person is either very important to the person who wants it, or that person is very important to something or even on a larger level.
And when it turns out that the number of people who want to revive the bard is not just a few, but an entire secret organization that has even spent three hundred years controlling several countries, the answer is self-evident.
But this raises new questions.
What exactly is that [purpose]?
The followers' purpose in resurrecting the bard cannot be simply to revive him.
Without a [goal] that everyone agrees on, it is impossible for a group of people to form an organization and fight for this [goal] for three hundred years.
And this [story] also involves witches, and chaos.
The old man who came specifically to provide information would definitely not have come to Mo Cheng with the intention of letting more people know about this matter.
Everyone has his or her own position, every character has his or her own demands, and every force has its own stance. Most importantly, every piece of information and clue obtained by Mo Cheng cannot be guaranteed to be absolutely accurate.
As the layers pile up, the whole thing is shrouded in a fog.
The more I think about it, the more questions I have, and the more questions I have, the more confused my thoughts become. Those confused thoughts are like a tangled ball of threads, with no beginning or end.
"Nonsense! I hate copies that need to be decrypted."
Mo Cheng is not good at this. If possible, he doesn't even want to understand this nonsense story.
However, when there is no way to crush the opponent in terms of strength and unable to defeat the opponent with force, the collection of intelligence is necessary and unavoidable.
Suddenly, the experience of leading a wild group to explore puzzle came to his mind, and the memories of the past dealt Mo Cheng a fierce blow.
If there are boyfriends and girlfriends among the members of the wild group, the male will often hide the key clues in order to show off in front of his girlfriend. When the clues are broken and everyone is at a loss, he will slowly tell them out to enjoy the admiring gaze of his girlfriend.
And this is not an exception. Because the decryption copy does not require much fighting, it is very suitable as a dating activity for boyfriends and girlfriends. Due to men's damn desire to win, once there are more than one pair of boyfriends and girlfriends in the group, it is simply a werewolf game waiting to be fought, or a virtual version of escape room, or a script-killing game.
At the beginning, Mo Cheng tolerated those team members who interfered with the normal progress of the dungeon, but after a few times, he couldn't tolerate it anymore. He would kill the man who delayed the progress in front of others and beat the woman to the point of near death.
Sending them back to the city together and being affectionate with each other is too kind. It’s better for them to live separately and fight for the corpses separately.
He thought that doing so would make others restrain themselves a little, but he later realized that he was too naive.
So after downloading a few decryption copies with all his might and getting what he needed, Mo Cheng never touched a decryption copy again.
"Damn it, the dead Xiaben memory suddenly attacked me."
The only thing that Mo Cheng could be thankful for was that at least this time he didn't need to lead a wild group, but that didn't seem like very good news.
After letting out a long breath, Mo Cheng went out and asked people where Wendysa was.
During this time, Mo Cheng was a complete outsider, and he knew very well that it was impossible for him to find those hidden secrets by himself.
But he knew there was someone who could help him.
Wendisa is a novelist and bard who ran away from home due to a conflict with her family and traveled around the world to visit taverns.
For Wendisa, being a novelist and a bard is her main job, and being a mercenary is a part-time job she does when she has no money to buy wine and cannot submit manuscripts.
She is quite like the Sanhe master who works one day and plays for three days. I don’t know whether I should say that she is cheerful and open-minded, or heartless.
…
"Hey, Mo Cheng, I heard you were looking for me?"
Before he could ask a few people, Wendisa appeared in front of Mo Cheng with Margaret and Doris. She threw a bottle of wine over and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
In principle, drinking or bringing alcohol into the military camp is not allowed, but this is only allowed for soldiers and officers who need to command and fight.
For those who have reached the [Hero] level of strength, there are almost no major restrictions. After all, the main force in this war is those strong men who can fight against a hundred at a time.
"I heard you say that you were a bard in taverns in various countries before going to the battlefield?"
Bard is Wendisa's second main profession. The reason for this job is that the author of the novel for her first main profession repeatedly defaulted on the manuscript, and the editor went to her house with a knife to demand the manuscript, causing her to run away.
Moreover, she owed manuscripts to more than one publishing house. Basically, she had owed manuscripts to all the publishing houses in the surrounding countries. In a sense, Wendisa was on the list of publishing houses in various countries.
It is a derogatory word formed by using four commendatory words.
For example: Yoshihiro Togashi.
For publishers in various countries, that name is Windissa.
