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In a beautiful era when there is no need for a reason to travel through a certain time, the system has become standard, summoning fictional and historical figures at your fingertips, and rewarding props to crush the laws of the world, if you can't sit on two or three of them as a protagonist, you will almost be put into the ranks of bitterness by readers. 【】

Andrea Gesalez, as a veteran of the grinder, has always been haunted by many of the things that have happened to him, just because he vaguely remembers what more terrible things seemed to have happened in the former underground research lab besides the biochemical accident.

In a world where the existence of souls is difficult to verify, what is it that makes the revenant souls of the researchers arrive in the demon realm and then transform into fusion monsters?

Why did the Abyssal Will, which gave him the name of "Hope", lead him to Garlandia through dreams?What is the relationship between the Earth, the Demon Realm, and Garlandia?Parallel worlds?Or is there some kind of connection between the originally unrelated worlds in the so-called multiverse due to simple coincidence?

Why did the Earth Goddess protect a young child of the abyss and suppress the feud between the demons and Garlandia just because the wisdom of the traverser could bring prosperity to the land?

Is it only because the Lord of the Underworld cares for Andre so much that he has some similarities with the Lord of Yellow Springs in terms of soul composition?

What does the apocalyptic vision mentioned by the troll Kinnos after his awakening portend?

The sage Ziara Chakra, who led the elves out of the shelter of Garanord, had only cultivated more than 30 crops in his lifetime, but why was he able to reproduce in just one week a special species with highly domesticated bodily functions? Is it because of the participation of magic, the favor of the goddess, or because they exist in his mind?

Since there is no love in the world for no reason. And why is there a crossing for no reason? and a golden finger for no reason?

Making readers feel cool is the first priority, and many times logic has been subconsciously excluded by the author.

André Gesarez will not know whether this story about him is the so-called cool article or not, but as a "former scientist" who is logical, based on facts and reasoning, these uncertain questions have always been hidden in his mind, and even if they don't cause real trouble, they will be recalled and inexplicably troubled when they are occasionally bored.

What kind of evil is the wanton slaughter of livestock by human beings to the druids and earth sacrifices who believe in the goddess? What kind of sin will be borne by taking the domesticated and excellent breeds suitable for animal husbandry to prompt mankind to continue to take a greater step on the path of sin? André could not tell, he only instinctively felt that this kind of thing that could rise to the level of faith and principle must be much more serious than accidentally seeing the daughter of the goddess bathing!

Lowering one's "level" or two may be regarded as the mercy of the goddess, and it is not impossible to directly confiscate the "Galandia Memo". After all, even in the nearly 10,000-year history of the elves, there seems to be no second lucky person who can become more and more powerful just by fulfilling the will of some goddesses.

According to the prediction of the Children of the Abyss, after reaching about a dozen levels, as long as they don't encounter "big shots" such as dragons and demon kings, they basically don't have many enemies in Galandia. If you add the "experience" obtained from the Lord of Huangquan, even if it is a "big scene" such as a tough city lord, the ability to protect yourself is probably still there.

It is precisely because of the gifts of the gods that he can protect himself in this strange magical world that Andre is careful not to do anything that angers the gods. He felt that he was different from those protagonists of the story who had their own black technology, could ignore logic, were unreasonable, and could not die no matter how they died, and how could he not cherish the "system" that had been perfected for so long? What's more, as a time-traveler who saw farther than most Garlandians, Andre had already developed a certain degree of identification with the teachings of the goddess. Unlike the world where selfish mortals arbitrarily interpret doctrines and even fabricate oracles for their own benefit, under the gaze of the gods, no priest dares to use "power" for personal gain so unscrupulously. As a result, the once incomparably staunch materialist has now become a pan-believer under the protection of the gods, a "saint" whose faith has not even been truly established.

For almost all the Chinese people who could eat the recipe, the slaughter of fattened livestock was just a matter that was not often seen with the eyes but still felt commonplace, and there was nothing remarkable, as if the teachings of the goddess of the earth were too extreme. But in fact, similar examples abound on the earth-

Putting aside the rule of not eating meat in the Huaxia Bodhi Sect, the so-called "three pure meats" that can be eaten under certain conditions refer to the fact that you have not seen the slaughtering process, have not heard the screams of the animals dying, and have not slaughtered meat for yourself to avoid being contaminated with too much sinful karma.

The Qur'an prohibits its adherents from eating carnivores, filthy animals (such as pigs), and strange animals, and the details of the oral prohibition are almost impossible for outsiders to discern.

Brahmanism flourished in southern China, and cattle were considered sacred animals and were forbidden to eat them.

Even in the True God Church, which does not pay much attention to the prohibition of the mouth, the believers must pray to the God before eating and thank the God for the food.

After going through the well-known traditions of oral prohibition in another world, Andrei already had a general idea in his mind - that world where many people do not believe in gods or even deny gods, faith can still have such a powerful influence, and the possibilities contained in faith will only be stronger.

It's just that among the city-states, even the Radiant Church, with its churches all over the city-states, has far less influence than the Earth Goddess Yu Whispering Forest, and at the same time, faith is a special culture that needs to be precipitated and strengthened in a hundred or even thousand years, and it seems that it is difficult to solve the problem that has been really placed in front of the children of the abyss at this moment.

How to change the human habit of wantonly slaughtering livestock seems to be the only way to think in the long run.

Just when Andre couldn't come up with a good solution, there were some small changes in the peaceful country life that felt strange.

After several days, Captain Ricas, who had once had only one person in the entire guard, was finally ordered by Rogham to bring the materials needed by the Children of the Abyss, as well as some supplies, to the village of Barton. The materials for the experiment mainly consisted of three heifers, a ram and four ewes, and then some daily necessities such as table salt, which were used in large quantities to marinate the wolf meat. When the guards belonging to Bruce Town completed their escort mission and prepared to return, one of them planned to stay with a scowl in his face.

He was Rogham's always cynical nephew with beautiful blonde hair, Sean Bruce.

"Why the hell did you come along!?" Rogham's first instinct was to pull his nephew aside, intending to interrogate him.

"My father and brother were busy preparing the team all day, and I didn't have anything to do...... Rikas said there are some unusual people and things here, my good uncle, you won't be ruthless to drive your dear nephew home to face those soldiers who have a straight face and smile more than crying, right?"

In fact, as the second son of the Bruce family and a trainee knight, Xiun alone relied on his status to gain enough respect in the family's private army. But his outrageous behavior always made this clever and handsome young man have some unpleasant comments from time to time, and these absurdities that the excellent soldiers who dream of the title of knight find incomprehensible make them gradually alien from the second son of the lord's family.

As a member of the family, Rogham knew very well that his good nephew was just following in his own footsteps to some extent, and in his own way, the core power of the new family that was not strong enough should be firmly in the hands of the head of the family, and it was enough to have one of the good heirs in the generation who could take on the family business.

Obviously, the younger brother, who is not inferior in talent compared to the rule-abiding brother, doesn't want to get too involved in the private army at home, so he finds an excuse to sneak out and relax.

The fat man glanced at the son of the abyss, who was carefully observing the mouth of the ewe's teeth, and then leaned into Xiuen's ear and instructed very solemnly: "According to the gentleman...... There's a big project going on here that could affect the entire city-state!Remember, don't get me in trouble! Especially Mr. Mephistopheles and his students!"

So Sheun Bruce stayed behind with a smile on his face after all the soldiers who had escorted the cattle and sheep returned.

"Sister Logia, come and see...... This brother has the same name as Uncle Chief's!, and he's so good-looking!" Nanali shouted and hyped, not knowing whether he had been praised or scolded by the bent and scolded, and the human youth had to giggle "hey, hey, hey".

Because he knew that the little girl in front of him, who was a little open-mouthed, was the half-elf student that his uncle feared. What he didn't know was that several people, including his uncle, who had seen the Splittooth Clan chieftain, couldn't help but nod their heads secretly, forming a certain sense of agreement with what Nanali said.

However, it wasn't just Sean Bruce and the sheep and cattle he brought with him who visited this peaceful and remote village. Or rather, they were the original guests of the Barton family, and the children of the abyss, who called themselves Mephistopheles, and his students were just latecomers who cut in line-

"Larry, didn't you go to help Andrew get a teacher?How did you buy two fox girls!?"

Yes, a werewolf. A werewolf who will be the first to be identified even if he is crouching in a crowd. Wearing leather armor and a short knife hanging from his waist, he looks fierce, even if he doesn't do anything, he will probably be enthusiastically reported by the Chaoyang masses immediately.

However, the children of the abyss, who felt strange, also noticed a detail, there was a vague mark on the back of the werewolf's right hand, which looked like it was formed by the heat burning the hair and even the flesh. It seems to have been made up of the simple coat of arms of the Patton family and some other motif.

Larry's next words confirmed André's suspicions: "These two are the freedom fighters who are nominally affiliated with the Barton family, Mr. Ghosn and Ms. Ambis. This was Andrew and the girls' teacher, Mr. Mephistopheles. ”

"It's a well-known fact that I belong to the Barton family, please don't mislead others with the name of a freedom fighter. ”

The strange woman standing alone in the corner didn't seem to appreciate Larry's words, and in addition to the leather armor and weapons on her body, she also wore a shawl that hung down to her waist, enveloping her shoulders and back. The most striking thing was the wooden mask that covered most of her cheeks, revealing only her thin lips and the left side of her chin except for her eyes. The mask seemed to grow against the cheeks, the surface of the annual rings was smooth as if it had been waxed, and a clear coat of arms of the Barton family was carved into the forehead, with interlaced arm guards and a short sword.

"Larry, don't fool me, old boy! When will the daughter of the fox clan also learn human etiquette? They didn't buy them, they were bought by this fat man!?" The werewolf rolled his eyes, as if he had figured out why, and then looked at what he had determined to be the "master" according to his dress and size, and grinned maliciously at Rogham.

"Nanali doesn't learn any human etiquette! Nanali will become a hero in the future with her husband!" "The little fox also did not appreciate the maintenance of the werewolf fighter's turn, and the little girl held her chest unconvinced, looking proud that you were a slave.

"You misunderstand, Mr. Ghosn, he is a powerful druid from the Whispering Forest, who has not only freed us from the slave traders, but also accomplished many breathtaking and magical deeds along the way. ”

Rogia's sincere explanation did not dispel the doubts in the werewolf heart, and in Ghosn's opinion, the young appearance of the Children of the Abyss and the status of a powerful druid could not be equated, even if the other party was considered to be a half-elf who lived longer than most of the Garlandia people.

The newcomer Sean Bruce also had reservations about this, so the young apprentice knight also watched the excitement with great interest.

It wasn't until they had seen the Abyssal Son's experimental material that the few people who first met André decided that they didn't mean to joke with them.

"This chicken is very good!" Constantly stuffing a cake made of flour, eggs, milk, and honey into his mouth, even the werewolf fighter who has little idea of food production thinks that turning weeds, wheat bran, and bugs into eggs is a very amazing and great progress!

The lack of a god-given talent for hooffoot orcs to feed on grass roots and tree bark in the absence of food has always been one of the important reasons limiting the further growth of the Claw Orcs. As long as you can bring the chicken back to the wasteland...... Ghosn's eyes were already full of respect and enthusiasm as he looked at the Children of the Abyss.

"This milk isn't bad either!" added Thorn, holding the warm wooden teacup in his hand, with a pleasant expression.

"This cow is so squeamish, where can it be compared to the split-hoof cow in the wasteland?" Ghosn didn't know why, but Ghosn always felt that there was something about the sissy apprentice knight in front of him who didn't have an appetite for him.

"I heard that the gestation period of the split-hoof cow is more than a year, but the lactation period of the calf is less than three months...... What do you do with the calves that can't be raised?"

The young midshipman felt that his arguments were very pertinent, but the seemingly grinning but in fact sharp and cautious werewolf fighter mistakenly thought that the other party was turning a corner to ridicule his savage bloodthirstiness, so Ghosn bluntly disagreed.

"Only a stinky boy would be obsessed with his mother's substitute...... "Mr. Mephistopheles is a druid, and it doesn't matter if you look so likable to a girl, what a knight you look like!"

Although Larry and Rogham have always emphasized that the two guys in front of them who seem to be unable to pee in a pot are their own people and are absolutely trustworthy, the children of the abyss still feel that only "like-minded" people are the most reassuring. For this reason, I should be very decisive in correcting some of their misconceptions.

"That's it! This afternoon's lesson is 'The Reproductive Advantages of Mammals over Other Species'!" "I secretly pondered the "lesson plan" in my heart, and Andre, who was about to have a seizure, immediately made a decision.

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