It was a golden temple......

Armor made of gold hangs from a marble sculpture of equal height.

A bright red carpet stretched from the top of the hall to the last marble staircase at the foot of the hall, and stretched into the distance along a raised marble platform, connecting with the distant horizon.

Looking down from the sky, the entire hall resembles a long sword lying flat on the ground.

The majestic silhouette and magnificent look perfectly fit the unique giant aesthetics in the hearts of Willant.

Below the marble staircase are cheering people.

They stood on either side of the platform, holding flowers in their hands, as if celebrating something.

The sudden breeze blew the petals out of people's hands, and the intoxicating fragrance blurred Kant's eyes for a moment.

Who am I?

Why am I standing here?

He looked down at his chest, where the array of medals hung on a wall.

The countless glories made him feel both familiar and strange, as well as a hint of cramped and trepidation.

And at this moment, the memories of trance poured into his mind like a sweet spring, and he suddenly remembered everything in a cramped and uneasy way.

He's a hero of the Welantes!

Conqueror of Centaur!

A butcher who terrifies the aliens!

He has made great contributions to the expansion of the Legion, and the Legion's 500th planet is officially named after him!

And the name that people cheered for was his name—

"Kant!!"

"Well done!!"

"Long live the Legion! Long live the marshal! Long live Kant!! ”

"Your Excellency Marshal! He's looking at me!! ”

The cheers that spread all over the mountains supported his backbone, and his steps gradually became confident, and he walked forward, up the steps, until he reached the top of the main hall.

To his surprise, the honorable marshal was sitting on the stone chair at the end.

That majestic face was full of love.

Kant's eyes were filled with excitement, and he knelt on one knee on the stone steps and bowed his head.

At this moment, the broad and majestic voice came from directly in front of him.

“…… Kant, your loyalty and bravery have won us the final victory. ”

"Now, I appoint you as the commander of the legion."

"From now on, you will be the 100th Legion Commander."

“…… I hope you don't dwell on the glory and victory of the past, guard against arrogance and rashness, and lead our race to continue to move forward and continue to win in this universe! ”

Kant's heart was excited, and he raised his head in gratitude and accepted the appointment.

According to the next process, he will be rewarded by the marshal and return to the crowd with all his glory to be cheered and reviewed.

However, at this moment, a strange memory suddenly poured into his mind.

His heart throbbed, and under a strong trend, he blurted out.

"Your Majesty, Honorable Marshal, I have something to report to you...... Your warriors are absolutely loyal to you, yet our logistics department has a bunch of moths that eat inside and out. While we fought bloody battles with our enemies, they stabbed us in the back and drank our blood. I hope you can see this matter clearly, punish this group of scum, and give an explanation to the soldiers. ”

A sharp glint flashed in the marshal's eyes, like an indestructible spear.

However, what Kant felt from the cold was not cold, but the warmth of the afternoon sun.

"They will be punished."

The solemn promise is like a hammer that crushes all intrigues.

Kant had no doubt that this sentence had become a reality, and he even seemed to have seen the ghosts and spirits kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and the corpses lying in the pile of dead people.

His heart was extremely happy, as if he had taken revenge.

After thanking the marshal, he suddenly remembered the people who had cheered for him, and he immediately spoke.

"Honorable Marshal, we have conquered 500 worlds, and most of our people still live in poverty. Our victory would not have been possible without their support, and perhaps we should give them some of the spoils. ”

After saying these words, he pressed his forehead to the ground and waited anxiously for the marshal's response.

He felt that he was asking too much.

Moreover, it is never easy to take the cake from the hands of vested interests.

The marshal, however, seemed to be in a good mood to-day, perhaps because his worries were exactly what the marshal was worried about, and the majestic and unquestionable voice recognized him once again.

"You're right, these loot belong to them, and they will live a prosperous life from now on."

The moment the words fell, the cheering people outside the hall had more silk on their bodies, and their faces were more ruddy.

The gold furnishings in the main hall still exude a golden luster, including the bright red carpet...... Their spoils were not diminished by the distribution of their spoils to the people.

The marshal sitting on the throne is like a god who speaks his word, and every word that comes out of his mouth becomes reality.

It's like a living wishing machine.

Kant was so excited that his forehead was pressed to the ground again, and suddenly something suddenly came to mind.

"I still have a reluctant ......"

The marshal did not show any impatience, and continued in a gentle tone.

"Tell me, my most loyal warrior."

Kant swallowed and said hurriedly.

"That battle wasn't easy...... Many brothers fell, and others were disabled. Although they are no longer able to continue their loyalty to the Legion, their lives should not end there. I would like to apply to you for a habitable planet where they and their families will be placed. ”

The marshal nodded and readily agreed.

"I grant that the 500th world you have conquered for us will be used to house those heroic children. The 499 galaxies will provide the land with inexhaustible material wealth...... It will be a paradise on earth and the center of a prosperous world. ”

Kant's heart was excited, but soon new questions arose in his mind.

And what about the other 499 worlds?

What will it become on earth?

He knew that if he continued to pester, he might be impatient...... Even the great and gracious Marshal.

But he still couldn't help but want to ask about the difficulties in his heart.

Because the voice in the darkness told him that everything he wanted could be achieved in this world.

This is the universe that exists for Him—

However, just as he was about to speak, everything in front of him blurred again.

Kant was startled and stood up from the ground.

And so on –

Give me one more minute!

The softness that wrapped around his brain was gradually replaced by the cold air, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the golden hall had disappeared, and the ceiling was familiar and unfamiliar.

"You're finally awake."

A hoarse voice came from the side, and he looked sideways to see his boss Daniel sitting next to him.

Kant sat up from the bed and looked around and then at his chest, only to see that the military uniform full of medals had been reduced to a thin shirt.

The brain is like a sponge soaked in water.

He reached out and pressed his sweaty forehead, and slapped his palm hard.

“…… Where is it? ”

Daniel lit a cigarette and replied succinctly as he swallowed the clouds.

"The marshal's arsenal, the wasp's hive."

Sluggish memories poured into his mind, and Kant finally remembered what had happened before his amnesia.

"Damn...... I inhaled the evaporated powder of snake oil. ”

Daniel sighed deeply.

"You inhaled an overdose of hallucinogenic substance, and I thought you wouldn't wake up."

Kant immediately asked.

"What about the others?"

Daniel replied.

"Taran is next door to your room, just as unconscious as you are. As for the others, we put them in Katnod prison, including the gang members and the smuggled Borneo laborers. ”

Kant nodded, suddenly remembering the vials he had found in the warehouse, and looked sharply at Daniel.

"By the way, I found some ...... in the warehouse"

Before he could finish his sentence, a calloused hand pressed against his mouth.

"Whatever you find, that fire has burned them clean."

Kant was stunned.

“…… Fire? ”

Retracting the hand that had been pressed to his mouth, Daniel pulled one out of the cigarette case and handed it to him.

"It's normal for such a big explosion to start a fire."

The fluttering words were like smoke dissipating under an incandescent lamp.

Kant's Adam's apple moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

He read Daniel's eyes, which were both a warning and a reminder.

In the face of the forces of the higher dimensions, all their efforts and calculations are as fragile as ants, and the other party can pinch them to death with just a finger.

For some reason, Kant suddenly thought of the bizarre dream just now, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his heart.

Reality and dreams seem to be completely reversed.

For a moment, he even had the idea of hiding in that dream altogether.

If only I didn't wake up......

"By the way, how do you feel?"

Hearing his boss's concerned inquiry, Kant looked up blankly.

"How's that?"

"Snake oil, you've ingested a lot," Daniel stared into Kant's eyes as he lit some ash in the ashtray, "I heard that thing makes people see visions...... Whoever gets into it eventually gets hooked, first insanely and then babbling. ”

Kant shook his head.

“…… I'm fine, maybe it's the first time. ”

"That's good." Daniel patted him on the shoulder and grinned, "I've heard that people who are strong in their faith are not affected by snake oil. I don't want our plans to be attrition just at the beginning, so you're fine. ”

Are you strong in your faith......

Kant smiled weakly.

If it had been before, he would probably nod his head without hesitation, but now he doesn't even have the confidence to admit such a thing.

“…… By the way, since the military is involved, do you want to continue to investigate? ”

"Of course," Daniel said lightly, "we haven't found evidence of the Alliance's involvement." ”

Kant couldn't help but ask.

“…… What if not? ”

Daniel pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and crumpled it into a crumpled ball of paper.

Like his brow, furrowed with annoyance.

"Then find a way to make it."

……

On the other side, the official website of "Wasteland Online".

Since there is no contact information for the bigwigs, Taran can only use the method of casting a wide net to ask one private message after another, and he will talk to whoever is free to reply to him.

"Big brother, help, I can't get on. QAQ”

Fang Chang: "What's wrong with you?" (Khan)"

Taran Raider: "I seem to have inhaled a hallucinogenic substance, and I just fell out of the server. (crying)"

Fang Chang: "emmm...... Generally speaking, excessive pain sensation will cause the server connection to be disconnected, and the hallucination should be considered a trigger condition. I remember in the early version someone dropped the line because they accidentally ate a poisonous mushroom, and it was fine when the toxicity subsided. ”

Fang Chang felt that there was a high probability that the game experience of "hallucination" was not made, so he simply replaced it with a coma.

Of course, it is not excluded that it was actually made, but it was deleted in order to save computing power.

After listening to Fang Chang's explanation, Taran felt a lot better in his heart.

"I see, I thought I was gaggling."

Fang Chang: "No, you also have more than 30 levels." Normally, even if you are an intelligence player, your physique attribute is more than three times that of a normal person, so it's good to get up after a good night's sleep. ”

This kind of question really has no technical content, and Fang Chang did not continue to speak after replying.

After listening to Elder Brother Fang's opinion, Taran lay on the bed and planned to sleep, but he was used to falling asleep through the helmet, so he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so he simply buckled the helmet on his head.

After staring at the pitch-black domain for three or four hours, a glimmer of light finally came into view.

Taran was overjoyed, immediately opened his eyes, and sure enough, he returned to the world of "Wasteland Online".

"Are you awake?"

Taran sat up from the bed and looked to the side to see his partner Kant sitting in a chair smoking a cigarette.

"What's going on?"

Kant's expression was a little gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly.

"Something happened, and all the evidence we managed to collect was burned."

"Burned?!" Taran's eyes widened, "What's going on?!" I don't think it caught fire. ”

Kant's expression became more and more complicated, his lips were tightly closed, and he did not speak for a long time.

Taran took a deep breath, smoothed out the train of thought in his mind, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked.

“…… Speaking of which, what do you see? ”

Kant did not hide it, and said it succinctly.

"Victory."

Taran: "Victory? ”

"After conquering 500 galaxies, we have finally ushered in the prosperity of the Welantes, and the Marshal has led us to build a true utopia......

Kant seemed reluctant to mention the dream, and casually prevaricated and fooled the past.

However, Taran still understood the general idea, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

Boy.

It takes 500 galaxies to clear the level!?

It's hard for these big noses!

……

The evidence was burned and the investigation stalled, but luckily the witnesses were still alive and Taran decided to open a breakthrough in them.

According to Kant, the garrison, who arrived afterwards, took all the people found at the scene of the explosion to the Katnod prison and charged them with arson.

With the help of Daniel, the "guide", Taran followed him back to Katnod Prison.

Smuggled Borneo laborers were imprisoned in 10 rooms, while gang members of the Hyena Gang and Iron Hand were in the Bunga.

Passing by one of the "Chase Shops", a Borneo laborer pressed his face to the fence and pleaded as Taran passed by in the corridor.

"Sir, we are only working, we don't know anything...... Please let us go. ”

"yes...... It's all the villains who forced us to do it. ”

"We are all deceived! We don't really know what we're doing...... Make that kind of thing. ”

"Woooooooooo......oo I want to go home. ”

Looking at the ugly faces, Kant only felt disgust from the bottom of his heart.

People lie, and he himself is no exception.

However, these guys don't even have a word of truth in their mouths, as if they were born liars, and when they open their mouths, they are lies, either messing around or confusing concepts, not only deceiving others, but also deceiving themselves.

However, this was only his own opinion, and the "spy from the Alliance" standing next to him clearly had a different opinion than he did.

This guy himself didn't realize how much he was showing in the details of his words and deeds.

“…… Don't panic, I believe that as long as you cooperate with us, the garrison will give you justice. ”

Seeing that someone had answered their prayers, the Brahmans behind the fence gate wept with gratitude.

One of the men with thick eyebrows and big eyes patted his chest, looking like he was going to fight the underworld forces to the end.

"Don't worry, sir! Whatever you ask, we answer! Don't dare to hide anything! ”

"That's for the best."

Taran smiled and nodded, pulled out a small notebook, and asked.

"Where are you all from? Which state is Borneo from? ”

The crowd hurriedly replied.

"I'm from Snake State!"

"Me too!"

"The ...... of My Wolf State"

Taran listened carefully, of which the Snake State was the most, followed by the Wolf State, and then the Lion State and the Dog State.

The latter two were occupied by the Southern Legion, while the Snake and Wolf states were the territory of the Borneo state.

"Who introduced you here?"

Hearing this question, everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes spoke hard.

"Sir, I don't know about the brothers in other states, but the snake state ...... It was all Lord Shahrukh's idea. Every household has to get a strong man, either go to the front line or go to the sea to make money...... We have to go wherever he tells us to go, and we don't have a choice. ”

"yes!"

"Our Snake State is indeed like this!"

"Then let's just leave it like this." Taran made two notes in his notebook, and then looked at the others, "What about you from Wolf State?" ”

He asked briefly, and according to the answers of the laborers, most of them were sent by local warlords to make extra money.

Normally, the warlords would give them a amount of braneo as a settling-in fee, and the dinars earned would go to the warlords.

This set of operations is somewhat familiar, most likely copied from Lassy.

Mammoth was the first province of Borneo to export labor, and it is not surprising that other states should follow suit.

As for whether it was coerced, everyone said that it was coercion, and it can only be regarded as one side.

After asking all the questions, Taran watched as he watched them continue to ask.

"By the way, after inhaling snake oil...... What do you see in your dreams? ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and rarely made a variety of answers.

"I've seen a lot of houses, the ones that don't leak!"

"There's a fast ox cart, and I've made a lot of money driving it."

"I saw Mr. Zeid! He brought me a medal and said that he would make me a general! ”

"Ahem...... Hehe, I saw the big, white ...... Schoolgirl. ”

Listening to these various confessions, Taran couldn't cry or laugh for a while, but he still refined them into key words and wrote them down in a small notebook.

House, money, rights, women...... They seem to see a lot of things, but they remember as if that's all they have to say.

It seems that everyone sees something different after inhaling snake oil.

As for addiction.

That's obvious, too.

It is not difficult to see from the greed with which they talked about that sweet dream, that they were desperate to take another bite and return to that strange and gentle country.

Taran can now be sure that Ah Guang actually made the "illusion", but perhaps to prevent the illusion from being too realistic, resulting in a similar effect to "snake oil", so he did not implement it.

Of course, this is just an immature speculation made by him as an ordinary player.

Maybe Ah Guang is just simply lazy.

Looking at Kant, who didn't know how many cigarettes he was smoking, Taran shook the small notebook in his hand.

“…… Is the mention of the warlords of the province of Borneo in the testimony enough to prove the involvement of the alliance? ”

"It's too far-fetched." Kant flicked his cigarette ash and said succinctly, "We need stronger evidence." ”

He can't say it explicitly, that kind of thing doesn't matter at all, I'm waiting for you to show your feet.

And he now has some doubts about whether what he did was the right thing to do.

And if not, what did he set foot on the battlefield for......

I'd like to see Marshal again.

He suddenly realized that he wanted to talk to him about his confusion more than to make a wish to him......

Looking at the silent Kant, Taran shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

These big noses are really hard to serve.

Anyway, it's pouring dirty water and not really handling the case, isn't it enough to get some clues to catch the wind and catch the shadows a little processing?

“…… Then I have to continue to investigate, I have a hunch that we are getting closer and closer to the big fish. ”

"Well, let's keep looking." Kant impatiently waved his index finger holding the cigarette butt to end the topic.

The two continued along the corridor and, accompanied by the warden, went deeper into the cell, where they met Morse, who was being held in solitary confinement.

This man, who exuded a cold aura from top to bottom, sat in the corner with an indifferent expression.

When he saw Taran and Kant appearing at the door, a happy smile finally appeared on his face.

As he had expected, his abilities were appreciated by the Enlightenment.

It's not in vain that he sacrificed his life and forgot to die......

"Have I passed your test?" Grinning, Morse asked knowingly.

Kant sneered in his heart and laughed at this little ant who didn't understand anything.

However, he soon thought that he was not an ant in another cage, and the eyes of those real big people looking at him were the same as his own at this moment, so the sneer in his heart couldn't help but be a little uncontrollable.

Taran is very involved in the play, and has completely taken on the role of a disciple of the Enlightenment, looking at Morse who is faintly expectant on his face and nodding with a smile.

"Congratulations, Mr. Morse, you have proven yourself to be competent. From now on, you have officially joined us as a disciple. ”

He had already consulted Daniel, the "guide", on the inclusion of Morse in the Enlightenment.

Although the latter was a little embarrassed, under his persuasion, he finally nodded and agreed.

Morse breathed a sigh of relief.

When he first walked into this prison, he still had some apprehension in his heart, but now all his worries are gone.

He didn't know what it meant to be a disciple, but he knew that he was now a supporter.

"By the way, my little brothers......"

Taran looked at Kant, who coughed lightly and said in a businesslike tone.

"The garrison will drop the charges against them, it was originally just an abandoned factory, only a few wanted criminals died, and you did not cause any damage to this settlement."

A big smile appeared on Morse's face.

Escaped from Katnod Prison with his little brothers.

There is no doubt that his name will become a legend in the whole Blackwater Alley from tomorrow onwards!

"Thank you......"

"You're welcome, we still need your work...... Due to a fire, the evidence we found was unfortunately lost. Luckily, the witnesses are all in prison, and we're going to go straight to that Tony and end this dumb mystery. ”

Morse moved his neck, making a creaking sound of bone joints, and his smile grew cruel.

"It's exactly what I want, Lao Tzu has long wanted to meet him."

Appreciating the ruthlessness of this guy, Taran nodded appreciatively.

"Very good...... By the way, by the way, what did you dream about when you were unconscious? ”

What did you dream about?

Morse was slightly stunned, and a trace of confusion appeared in his cloudy pupils.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Taran smiled and prompted.

"Normally, we see what we want to see the most, like what Mr. Kant and I see...... Uh, a prosperous age that belongs to people of noble blood. ”

He originally wanted to say that it belonged to the prosperity of the Willantes, but it seemed strange for him to say this as a foreigner, so he wittily drew a frame that could fit anything into it.

After all, no Willant would deny that his bloodline was not noble enough, and he didn't need to explain anything else.

Kant did not deny it.

Hearing Taran's prompt, Morse's cloudy pupils finally regained their cloudy clarity.

His Adam's apple moved, and a strange smile erupted from his face.

"Of course, it has become a legend of Blackwater Lane...... Lao Tzu dreamed of riding on everyone's heads. ”

Kant sneered.

"What a good guy."

"There's nothing wrong with that, simple people are more likely to be satisfied, and becoming a legend in Blackwater Alley is much easier than conquering five hundred planets."

Taran smiled and put his hand on his partner's shoulder, then looked at Morse and said, "Listen, as long as you are obedient, we will make your dreams come true." ”

As he spoke, he dropped a bunch of keys into Morse's hand.

"Now, go and let your companions out, and remember not to let the wrong person go."

Morse bowed respectfully.

"Yes." (End of chapter)