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"Ahead is the farthest stronghold that Moon City has explored."

This stronghold has come into the angel's field of vision, and Crane sees it through the sharing of telepathic links. In the distance, there were several huge and flexible roofs between several weathered walls and broken stone pillars, and tents were set up against the wall in the corners, and several tents were connected together to form a small camp of about ten people.

It's morning, it's still a little time to lunch, and the team doesn't seem to be continuing to explore.

There were four men in the stronghold, two men standing guard, two people making a fire out of collected dead branches and weeds, and the water in the pot that had just been erected was not yet hot. There was also a small cloth bag beside them, as if they were ready to cook when the hunting party returned.

The limbs of the giant monster were placed in the corner of the camp, covered with a cloth that was probably used to prevent water, embalming, and odor from escaping.

Crane saw the woman who was about to cook stand up, pull out the knife hanging from her waist with her deformed left arm, and slowly cut a piece of edible meat from the monster with strange tumors and muscle structures, blood slowly flowing out of the wound like sticky black-red oil, Crane frowned, as if he could imagine the pungent stench, but there was nothing unusual about Tsukijo's team.

Immediately afterward, the woman with a slight deformity took out a dried mushroom from the cloth pocket around her waist.

Klein's expression became unnatural for a moment.

The female extraordinaire stuck what looked like it had dried the mushroom into the black piece of monster flesh in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, the shriveled white mushroom gradually filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and thin black threads continued to climb up the umbrella cover along the roots of the mushroom, gradually dyeing the mycelium and cap layer by layer into a strange and deep black.

At the same time, the monster's flesh seems to be a little less black.

"That seems to be ......" Seeing this, Hermes finally found the source of the familiarity, and looked at Klein and Medici beside him, "The mushroom that has been changed in the growth law and growth logic, this is the work of that young man named Frank Lee, right?" ”

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he nodded, "That's right." ”

Hermes smiled when he heard this, and even straightened his expression and collar to pay homage to Frank's work:

"Frank is a very thoughtful young man, and his improved wheat seed yields are so high that they can only be maintained for three generations, but the increase in yields of about 40 percent is already unattainable, and along with his plant-based pork, he is now actively shining in Intis. Our people have only just come to terms with the existence of the Extraordinary World this year, and these wonderful and fancy mushrooms are a little difficult to accept, but these two things are fine. ”

With that, he looked at Klein and then at Medici, and asked in a tone of curiosity:

"Speaking of which, I've always had a question, Frank is a sailor who belongs to the 'Star Pirates', and the leader of this pirate group is a member of the Church who hides the gods of sages, knowledge and mysteries......"

"I have personally worked with him for some inter-church cooperation projects, and he is a simple and enthusiastic child who will give ten or even a hundred times more recognition for the kindness and affirmation of others. However, he said that he was not a believer in the 'fool', nor a follower of the Creator, nor a believer in the God of Mysteries, but insisted that he was only a mother's child, and that he believed in the preciousness of life and the joy of a good harvest...... How did such a special person be chosen by the 'Fool's family' and be responsible for providing material support to the Eastern Continent? ”

Well, because Gelman Sparrow, the "Fool's" favorite, praised Frank before he realized his shocking thoughts, he and Frank established trust and friendship on the rest of the journey......

Klein originally wanted to sneak a glance at Medici to see if the other party was gloating and waiting for him to lie or if he didn't hear it, and then decide whether to tell the truth or not according to Medici's expression and attitude, but after thinking about it, the angel standing next to him was the "audience" path, although there was only one sequence missing, but his "small expression" and "micro movements" were tantamount to shouting out his heart with a big horn in the spotlight in Hermes's eyes...... Crane cleared his throat and smiled at Hermes:

"It's because of Mr. Frank's belief."

"He's, uh, he's strong in his beliefs, which makes his thoughts and actions a bit of a maverick compared to the others......" Klein wanted to say sensational, but he thought about it and thought about it, and decided to look at Frank in a completely inclusive and approving way.

After all, if there was no great inventor to provide such safe, hygienic and multi-functional mushrooms to the "fool", how could the "fool" who had no money and no power boast of saving Haikou in Silver City?

Buy grain?

Impossible, because the Eastern Continent cannot grow food or breed meat, and it is still inhabited by half-giants with an average height of about two meters. This is definitely a huge expense to think about on your toes, and Klein can only choose to prioritize ensuring that he has no worries about food and clothing.

If you choose material aid, you will have bought the rich a long time ago.

After all, Mr. Daun Dantès does not have much business and wealth in the Southern Continent, and his assets can sustain his mansion and manor, plus some necessary charitable and social expenses, not to mention some financial support for the survivors of the distant continent.

Therefore, Frank's appearance and help are particularly important, and it can even be said that he played a decisive role in the conversion process of Silver City and Moon City, and the help given to the "fool" is even more than that of the real creator.

Because the people of the Eastern Continent are more practical, ethereal beliefs and promises can only be regarded as spiritual sustenance, and food that can be seen and touched is the real salvation. Thus, after the promise, the salvation of the "fool" came just right, which made the people of these two cities see hope, see the future and the light, feel able to trust the "fool", and do not feel that this is the second abandonment of the Creator.

If Frank's mushroom were not available, the probability of conversion would be very low, even if the true Creator asked believers to convert.

Klein felt that he had to thank Frank.

Once he changed his mind and looked at Frank from the perspective of a "friend" or even a "good brother", Klein understood more and more that the people of the Eastern Continent sought after and recognized Frank, and felt that it was not impossible for him to become an angel of abundance...... I still have to take the test!

“…… All in all, that's it. ”

Klein's face changed a few times, but he still praised Frank as objectively as possible: "He has a lot of ideas, and he really implements the will to praise life and praise the harvest, but some of his ideas are really ...... It is difficult to be accepted by the general public. ”

Let Frank continue to be promoted...... It won't destroy the world, but something unsettling will certainly arise.

"Yes." Hermes nodded approvingly, "He needs more restrictions, and a more standardized code of trial." ”

But Frank is truly creative, and it would be a shame to limit his development just because of some "insecure" idea.

Just as Hermes and Crane fell into silent silence, Medici seemed to finally realize who the creators of the mushrooms they were talking about, and he looked at the mushrooms and asked with some surprise:

"This kid still has mushrooms? How many more products are there that I don't know? ”

And mushrooms? What does this mean? How much did Frank supply the Aurora Society? No, no, no, what else did he invent besides these multifunctional mushrooms and pork that grows out of plants?

Crane was startled, and suddenly felt uneasy, and the admiration and recognition that had just risen for Frank was once again severely suppressed.

However, Medici did not linger on this topic, and while they were discussing Frank, the pure black flesh in the hands of the female guards of Moon City had become much lighter in color, as if the poison that had been ingrained in the flesh had been plucked out by the mushroom. Then the woman carefully twisted some mushroom powder with the warm purifying power from another pocket and sprinkled it in the boiling water, before finally breaking the meat into small pieces and putting it in.

Crane silently glanced at the mushroom powder that clearly carried the purifying power of the "sun" path.

"They're ready for lunch, and it's always easy to relax when they're eating. In case anything happens, I'll go to their dreams to check on the situation and ask for some information. ”

Hermes then looked at Medici: "Your Highness the Red Angel, please keep an eye on me at all times, once I put on my monocle......"

Medici nodded, his expression a little more serious than before:

"From the time we set foot in the Eastern Continent, we have already entered the attention of the big snake, good luck favors you and me, you act carefully."

Crane's heart suddenly rose again, and he silently prayed for Hermes.

After about ten minutes, a small group in the distance slowly approached this stronghold, and the people who came were all dressed in clothes made of animal skins, thinking that they were people who had gone out of this stronghold. These people's bodies also have deformities and mutations of varying severity, but they remain within the scope of human beings. Carrying some monster meat and dried plants on their hands or shoulders, they quickly entered the stronghold.

After a short while, they began to eat, changed shifts, and the people who had just stopped went to stand guard on the outskirts of the stronghold.

Hermes nodded at Crane and Medici, the pupils of his eyes narrowing and dilated, and he looked at one of the men in the distant stronghold.

The man with a thin body and an excessively slender waist, like a funnel, looked confused for a moment, and then yawned, as if he had naturally dozed off in the midday sun after eating and drinking.

Hermes easily entered the ocean of his dreams, and saw a sun-drenched land and a city-state that was gradually becoming prosperous.

……

After finishing his daily prayers, Derrick sat down in the first row of the chapel to calm his spirit and mood.

Today, Silver City is still the same as ever, people hunt, patrol, live, receive rations of mushrooms and meat, pray, train, rest...... Nothing has changed, and Derrick feels that nothing has changed, he loves this peaceful and happy life, and at the same time, he expects everyone's life to be better, better.

"If only Mom and Dad were still alive...... It would have been nice if they hadn't been injured on that day......"

He exhaled softly, closed his eyes, and the regret that had been surging in his heart surfaced again.

No one came to disturb him, and there was always silence in the church, except for the sound of everyone breathing and whispering prayers.

Darek stayed for a moment and then walked out lightly. It's already noon, and he's going to go to the training ground to see his friends practice, and by the way, he'll go to the place where he gets food, and he wants to eat fish-flavored mushrooms today. A few large mushrooms, a few large apples, some meat that has been detoxified, half a black flour grass bread with some crispy dume nuts, is the most common hearty meal in Silver City today.

He greeted the familiar people all the way to the training ground, and as soon as he arrived, he saw that his friends who had come with him had finished their morning training and walked shoulder-to-shoulder in the direction of the food ration, and they nodded in a friendly way when they saw Derrick coming.

"Good afternoon, our messenger."

The warrior, who was half a head taller than Derik, grinned and gently slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you going to do later?" ”

Derick was beaten lightly and severely, and also slapped back with a smile:

"Maybe I'll go out to explore again after a while, I'll come to the training ground for a spin, then go back to eat something, and then come to train in the afternoon!"

The friend immediately burst out laughing heartily, and walked away with his shoulders hooked while laughing:

"Good! Then we will wait for you! ”

Darek waved at their backs and continued to walk around the training ground, when suddenly, he felt a gaze in the crowd that was watching him, and he immediately looked towards where the line of sight came from, only to see the silver-gray haired and blue-eyed Uno standing outside the crowd.

The child, who was only a year old, but was already more than a meter tall, and looked like he was seven or eight years old, was quietly watching him.

Uno always stayed by his parents' side very well-behaved, so much so that Silver City couldn't tell if this child was an "Angel of Destiny" or a real child, but there was no doubt that this child had the power and authority of the Angel of Destiny, and could use blessings.

As a result, people most of the time treat him as a high-ranking person - but after all, he is also a child who has been watched by the whole city, and he always does not speak, so it is difficult for people to completely regard him as a mysterious "angel of fate".

“……”

Daerik didn't think about what to call him for a moment, but he habitually bowed to him.

But to his surprise, Uno just looked at him, as if he had something to say, and as if he was just in a daze, just staring at him with a blank gaze, or a point behind him.

Completely confused, he tentatively turned around, walked a few steps, and saw that Uno was still standing in place, without even changing his expression and face, and he was convinced that he was just standing where Uno was looking, and it was not Uno looking at him.

He walked away quickly, but did not notice that there was a bend under his feet, and changed direction, walking in the direction of the round tower.

Uno still stood still, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was in a daze, as if he was looking at something.

In the eyes of the "Angel of Destiny", at least one-third of the people in the entire Silver City have been closely linked to the fate of some great being who is high above the spirit realm, while the other two-thirds of the people are ignorant and still live a peaceful, happy daily life.

And Ulorius watched all this calmly, pondering the question of whether to save or not to save.

Of course, there is a price to pay for saving them, everything in fate has to be exchanged for equal value, and the price is undoubtedly to make the Angel of Time unhappy.

"If it weren't for the fact that they were still believing in my father, Silver City would be a relic by now. I used to think so, but now it seems that they have abandoned my father, and humans are always so good at treachery. —He said so.

"You too, Ulorius, you and Medici, and Leodro...... You, too, won't be let go by me, but not yet. He said so.

After all, this is no longer the Lord's people, but an anchor entrusted by the Lord to the "fools".

After a moment, he looked up into the distance, and faintly saw a little flame burning in the distance, close to another city with many survivors.

There, too, a part of the people had fallen into the hands of Amun.

TBC

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At this time, someone was on the way to play while walking.