Area C.

After cautiously learning about the background story of this world, Jiang Ke looked at the holographic map provided by Cloudsdale and fell into deep thought.

The wings that were flapping hard couldn't help but stop.

I have to say that the angel species is very wonderful, they don't fly by flapping their wings, wings are actually just a medium for them, in other words...... Even if Jiang Ke was stunned over there, she was still stagnant in mid-air.

Wisps of golden light wrapped around her wings, and the light lifted her up.

It's a pity that this holy and sacred gesture can only be seen by the soul, and mortals cannot see her angelic form.

She looked down,

It was a small town, a factory, to be exact.

Billowing black smoke billowed from the chimney, making a roar like a giant beast, and it was constantly making weapons for war.

It is difficult to understand that in such a world where angels and spirits exist, the weapons used by the people on the earth are firearms, and they are still firearms that are even more backward than Jiang Ke's world.

From birth, children here are taught the art of making weapons of war, working in factories, and then going to war to plunder resources when they reach a certain age.

Enter the battle in that meat grinder-like battlefield.

The purpose is to compete for a mineral called "siliconite". This mineral can be used to activate factories to craft more weapons and craft food that is barely enough to eat.

As an angel, Jiang Ke naturally learned some "information" from the records of Cloudsdale and the task prompts provided by the system.

Silicone can only be produced in war zones, and only more wars and deaths will cause Silicone to be born in the leylines.

Moreover, the land is no longer cultivable, unless it is a special crop that has been blessed by Cloudsdale, otherwise the crop will never survive, let alone blossom and bear fruit.

The way to obtain this crop is to fight more wars, and the more souls that are chosen by the angels of Cloudsdale in the midst of war, the more "gifts" a side will receive.

The more likely you are to be given a unique "reward".

For example, the small field in front of Jiang Ke.

In the middle of the field is a small tree about half a person high, and the branches of the small tree bear small white flowers the size of sesame seeds.

Other small trees have already borne fruit.

The pomegranate-like fruit was the only edible thing other than food synthesized from silicon.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is an inferior "rice".

[Synthetic Crop No. 223 - Inferior Edition]

【White & Exquisite】

[Description: Crops synthesized in the Cloudsdale Lab will produce barely edible fruits.] 】

Just look at the evaluation given by the system...... White, this grade of things in Jiang Ke's farm is useless when used as fertilizer.

But in this world, it is indeed guarded by a whole team, and there are not many protective measures set up, it is like guarding some world-class precious treasure.

But for angels, no amount of protection is in vain.

If Jiang Ke had a little bad intentions at this time, she would even have only needed to reach out and throw out a ball of holy fire, and this small field that I don't know how many people had died in exchange would be destroyed.

"Alas, it's no wonder that many games write about angels as the evil side, but that alone seems very evil."

Jiang Ke flapped her wings and turned around, her gaze had already turned to a factory in the distance, according to the strategy of the Silver Moon Cats, there was a human existence in that factory whose soul had reached the purple level after death.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Ke killed a few people according to the strategy, and brought their souls to Cloud City to obtain a huge amount of holy points, and then ascended to the throne of the Holy Angel and left this world.

But what does it have to do with her?

You can't expect players who have opened the "plug-in" to honestly obey the mercy of the task, and Jiang Ke has never been a good girl.

……

Factory.

Heavy, unpleasant noises of unpleasant machines continue to swallow the silicon ore thrown into by the naked coolies.

When these crystal-like irregular hedrons are thrown into the machine, the machine automatically absorbs the energy from it, which is then converted into weapon accessories in a way that is incomprehensible to the laborers and engineers, and the remnants of the remaining energy are converted into fist-sized pieces of black bread-like food.

The accessories and food are then manually carried out and sent to the next workshop for assembly and distribution.

In this process, even though the workers were already hungry, their faces were yellow, their muscles were thin, and they were crumbling, and even the ribs on their bodies were clearly visible, no one dared to steal food.

"Redheads, Redheads, Redheads......"

Jiang Ke's eyes carefully scanned the workers at work, but he never found the figure of the "red-haired youth" mentioned in the strategy.

"Isn't it here? It's not right, the strategy clearly says that this is factory No. 325. ”

Jiang Ke, who had a hint of suspicion about the strategies of the Silver Moon Cats, walked to the side, she shuttled through various venues wantonly, and occasionally met people and passed by directly.

It's not like an angel, it's like a ghost.

"So it's here!"

After passing through several workshops, Jiang Ke finally found the person he was looking for in an abandoned warehouse, where he was enjoying brown bread with a few friends.

Several people hid in the dark and ate quickly, even if they choked, they only barely swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and their necks were straight when they ate.

Looking at the chewing and struggling appearance, you can know that these breads are definitely not fragrant and soft, and it is estimated that they can be used as murder weapons.

Jiang Ke thought for a moment in her heart, she put away her wings, and the ubiquitous divine aura on her body dispersed with the disappearance of her wings, and her figure gradually changed from the invisible divine to the level that could be seen and captured by mortals.

"Hello."

Although she has lost her divine posture, the angel's exclusive white "overalls" and the way she dresses prove her identity.

Angel!

Angels from Cloudsdale!

Several men who were also considered to be strong were stunned for a moment, and some even touched themselves immediately to determine if they were dead.

How is it possible for a living person to see an angel?

Isn't it only the souls of the war dead that can be seen?

"Are you, angel of Cloudsdale? Are we going to die? ”

The red-haired young man frowned, and although he pretended to be respectful, his eyes were full of resistance.

The reason why he chose the factory instead of going to the battlefield was because he still had his younger brother and old mother to take care of at home, and because this was also described as "cowardly" and "useless" by the leader of the base.

"I am, but I didn't take you to Cloudsdale."

Jiang Ke smiled slightly, she walked forward slowly, and everywhere her feet landed, small white and golden flowers and verdant grass grew.

The scent of flowers and the smell of grass fills the small warehouse with a gentle breeze, which dispels the smell of oil and the smell of misunderstanding.

Well, this is also the active manifestation skill of the angels.

It's only good-looking, and nothing else is useful.

(End of chapter)