As he gradually went deeper into this wilderness of white bones, Chen Yin's mood gradually calmed down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Life goes on and on.

In order to adapt to the environment and reproduce, every civilization and race is trying to pass on its own genes and pass on its own civilization. It is this simple and primitive desire that creates such a sad and magnificent spectacle.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of broken bones, and the old bones had long since lost their shape, and had been reduced to splinters all over the ground in the wind and rain. The little donkey's paws stepped on it, and with each step there was a crackling cracking sound, and from time to time there were sporadic phosphorous fires popping out of the cracks in the freshly shattered bones, emitting a faint green light.

The wind blowing down from the orc plateau, with that faint green light, flew against the ground for a short while, then extinguished again and returned to calm. It's like the lives of these gray orcs, eternal tranquility after a brief glitter.

Chen Yin, who was thinking, unconsciously relaxed his control over the little donkey. And the little donkey was naturally happy to be lazy, and his speed gradually slowed down, pacing slowly and leisurely, which also made Angel, who was following Chen Yin, slowly catch up and ride forward.

"It's your first time in this kind of place, right?" Chen Yin tilted his head and asked.

"Hmm."

"What was this planet like before the Grey Orcs made their home here?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think there was ever a very advanced civilization on this planet? They developed a huge humanoid weapon, and in the end, because of a huge explosion, they fused everyone's souls into a planetary will......" Chen Yin said in a somewhat amused tone.

"Humanoid weapons? What is that? Angel's concern is obviously different from Chen Yin's.

"It's a huge, human-shaped weapon, which can be metal or biomass, and then the driver can sit in it and control it in battle."

"How soon summon a kaolin giant or a bronze giant? Besides, what if the giant is killed if you sit on it? It's safer to be far away from the command. Aunt Jiya's voice came from behind.

"Well, I'm not going to discuss that with you." Chen Yin sighed and chose to end the topic.

"Strange little sir." Aunt Jiya shook her head.

However, Angel's attitude was a little strange, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly asked, "...... What you just said, isn't it your army there? How many levels of soul sea do you need to drive those giants? How about the combat power of the giants? You ......"

Before Angel finished asking, Chen Yin's head was already as big as a fight.

“…… That's all nonsense, right? We don't have that word at all! ”

"I don't want to say it."

"But what I'm saying is true......" Chen Yin looked helpless.

Seeing that Angel still looked unconvinced, Chen Yin had no choice but to pick the technology tree on this side of the earth and tell her about it simply.

In particular, under the threat of "nuclear fusion" weapons and intercontinental missiles, the strife on the earth has finally changed from a barbaric and violent "physical war" with the goal of destroying the enemy's body to an "economic war" that disintegrates the opponent's blood-making ability under the cloak of civilization and a "cultural war" that devours the enemy.

Angel listened attentively, pondering in Chen Yin's simple narrative.

The distance was shortened in Chen Yin's narrative, and when they came to the edge of the Gray Mist Forest, there was even some unfinished business.

"Wait, you just said the monetary policy again, why is a currency with a low valuation stronger than a currency with a high valuation? Isn't it possible to buy more things if money is valuable? Aunt Ji Ya asked shamelessly.

“…… This uh...... It's too long, can't you talk about it? Chen Yin regretted a little, the earth that has formed a complete civilization system, all kinds of knowledge can no longer be understood by one person, this is the social division of labor, and this is the different fields.

When those seemingly unintentional questions begin to become in-depth, they are no longer covered by Chen Yin's knowledge, so all kinds of endless questions make Chen Yin anxious.

"Let's wait and talk, this is the Grey Mist Forest, right? Shall we go straight in? Chen Yin hurriedly changed the topic.

"No, we need this." Aunt Ji Ya took out a stack of white masks from her luggage and distributed them to everyone, their material was not gold or wood, and it felt very light but also very strong in her hand.

"How do I use it? Just bring it? ”

"I'll teach you, you do this first, then put a soul stone here, and then wrap this thread around this side, and then ...... like this" While demonstrating the use of the mask, Aunt Ji Ya put the strangely shaped white mask on her face.

"Then about every 12 hours or so, you have to open this lid, take out the gray mist beads condensed inside and throw them away, and always pay attention to the soul stone here, once the color of the soul stone fades, you should quickly replace it with a new soul stone, otherwise the mask will be invalid, and once you inhale the gray mist, it will be a big trouble."

"Oh good." Chen Yin fiddled with this mask, although the operation was much more complicated than expected, but because the ergonomics were very good, even if he forgot it a little, he could probably guess what to do next with a few strokes.

When Chen Yin was the last to put the mask firmly on his head.

"Next, we can't take our mounts with us." Aunt Giya jumped off her mount and took off the saddle and reins off her body one by one.

"Hmm." Chen Yin also jumped off the back of the little donkey and disassembled it.

For the rest of the journey, they could only rely on their own legs, after all, the air in the gray fog jungle could not breathe, and carrying their mounts would not only consume a large amount of limited supplies, especially water, but also they did not have any breathing apparatus that could be buckled to the mouth of the little donkey.

"Take your little friends and play, you're free." Chen Yin gently patted the little donkey's buttocks and said to it.

"Boom?" The little donkey tilted his long face, obviously not knowing what Chen Yin meant.

"Thank you for staying with me for so long." Chen Yin stuffed a piece of jerky for it, and the little donkey ate it happily.

"Goodbye."

After speaking, Chen Yin once again picked up the huge outdoor backpack and followed the others into the Gray Mist Forest.

……

Beneath the thick thorns is a soft swamp.

Although it is named "Forest", in this forbidden area of life, there is no greenery at all, only the same gray thorns and gray mist that permeates the air.

When I first entered the Gray Mist Forest, the visibility was still relatively high, and the concentration of the Gray Mist was also very light, but after less than 50 meters deep into this place of death, the surrounding fog gradually began to become thicker.

Visibility was less than 10 meters in most places, but luckily there were only 5 of them, and there were still figures at the end of the line in front of them.

A safety rope twisted into multiple strands of paracord connects the crowd. In this way, if someone gets stuck in the swamp, they will be rescued as soon as possible.

Time passed quietly in a slow progress.

In the gray fog, he couldn't see day and night, and he couldn't even distinguish between east and west, north and south, and he relied on the compass-like equipment in Aunt Jiya's hand to find directions here.

Chen Yinha remembered that this thing was also one of Angel's sponsorships for this expedition, and he hadn't felt anything before, but whether it was a mask or a "compass", without these things, let alone looking for the ruins of the Golden City, he couldn't even enter this gray mist forest.

Thinking of this, Chen Yin couldn't help but glance at Angel.

"What do you see me doing?" Angel touched her cheek, "Doesn't it look a little strange with a mask?" ”

"No, actually, you have something that looks good." Chen Yin's words made Angel's face blush slightly, but the next words became very formal: "You prepared so many targeted equipment before we came, I think it is also the inventory of the Holy Light Church, right?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

"The Church of the Holy Light has been researching the gray mist, right?"

"Well, after all, it's the enemy of life and death."

"So you know a lot about this place, huh?" Chen Yin's questions are one after another.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Angel frowned.

"I mean...... I haven't encountered a single grey mist creature in so long...... Is this normal? ”

Chen Yin had been hovering over this question for a long time, but seeing that several other high-ranking personnel of the Holy Light Church had not expressed their opinions, he didn't say anything. However, when there was still no change after several hours had passed, Chen Yin finally couldn't help but ask.

"Oh." Angel glanced at Chen Yin, "There are very few creatures in the gray fog, only when the gray fog riots, those strange-shaped guys will appear all over the mountains, as if they jumped out of thin air." At this point where the gray fog is active, but it is far from the time of riot, there are only occasional small gray fog creatures, which are generally not a cause for concern. ”

"Oh? It seems that the Holy Light Church has sent people in to investigate, right? Chen Yin asked.

Aunt Ji Ya replied first: "Of course, in order to explore the mysteries in the gray mist, we have paid a great price. ”

"Speaking of which, the last time the Prophet came to investigate the ruins of the Golden City, he used the power of the Mogot royal family, but don't you think it's strange? Excavating the ruins is not a small project, it requires a lot of manpower and material resources, even if there is no danger in the gray fog, how can their supply be solved? And if you can't use animal power, do you rely on manpower to transport supplies and dig earth? ”

Chen Yin suddenly thought of this question, and suddenly made Aunt Ji Ya speechless.

"Uh...... This ......"

"What's wrong? Is there anything that can't be said? ”

Aunt Ji Ya's desire to speak stopped, but it aroused Chen Yin's interest, and she walked along the safety rope to Angel's side and asked, "I wonder if Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden can solve the villain's doubts?" ”

"That's not a glorious thing." Angel shook his head, "But there's nothing to hide." His Majesty's departure caused an uproar in the Church of the Holy Light, and most of the people who supported His Majesty the Holy One were affected by that turmoil. After seizing the Pope's position, the radicals began to liquidate on a large scale, and began to artificially erase everything about His Majesty the Sage. ”

"The City of Gold, where excavations have been completed, is one of them, and the radicals have sparked a small Grey Mist riot directly near the gold production, allowing the Death Thorns and Grey Mist to swallow up the vast expanse of farmland."

Angel's explanation not only made Chen Yin sigh that human beings are indeed political creatures, but even in the other world, this kind of political tilt will inevitably occur.

"And they also began to control the history books, erasing all the materials of the last millennium war. Even the materials and documents that His Majesty the Sage had painstakingly unearthed were destroyed on the spot by the radicals...... I agree that the destruction of those materials is a great loss that the church will not recover. ”

"No wonder the Tower of Knowledge doesn't contain any information from the last millennium war." Chen Yin shook his head. At first, he thought that the Holy Light Church had choked the source of knowledge for the sake of foolishness, but he really didn't expect that the cause of all this turned out to be an otherworldly version of "book burning and pit Confucianism".

"Of course, the books that can be put in the Tower of Knowledge are only selected by scholars who uphold absolute neutrality, and the Church of the Light is never stingy when it comes to mere teaching."

"Oh......" Chen Yin didn't know if it was okay.

Of course, the saint's words are from the perspective of the church, although the attitude of the seminary is basically "learn as much as you can", but adding a five-year period to this attitude is a malicious joke. No matter how hard you study, can you learn any advanced knowledge in just 5 years?

In Chen Yin's hometown, if you start from scratch, five years will not be enough to graduate from primary school.

Just as Chen Yin and Angel were chatting, Lancelot, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly raised his fist and made a "stop" gesture.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yin leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Your Excellency, look over there......"

Looking in the direction Lancelot was pointing, beneath the monotonous gray seemed to be covered with a deep black.

"What's that?"

The thorns above these blacks are not only a little whitish in color, but even the branches are much thinner than those elsewhere, like the thorn masses on the periphery that have just sprouted.

"What's the new thorn bush growing back here?"

Chen Yin's question was answered by no one.

After a little discussion, Lancelot untied the safety rope, took off the hammer hanging from his waist, and slowly walked towards the abrupt black.

Seeing Lancelot's figure become a little blurry, Chen Yin's heart gradually rose.

Although Lancelot has several life-saving mysteries and invincible defense, God knows what dangers will arise in this strange gray fog.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Lancelot waved his hand.

"There's no danger, but these black ...... Your Excellency, you'd better come and have a look. (To be continued.) )