Others were guillotined for angering the king.

The people gathered in the square to witness the Tidecult being put on the execution table with his mouth gagged and unable to utter a complete sentence, and in fact no one knew what the Cultist had committed, but they all knew that the king had been in a bad mood lately, and that more and more people had been guillotined, even the ministers of the palace.

Perhaps this has something to do with the "mechanical rain" that has been so frequent lately.

This is the name they gave to this strange natural phenomenon, and since a few days ago, a large number of metal fragments have fallen from the sky from time to time, and many people have been injured by it.

The kingdom's garrison had to send a special unit to deal with the parts that were scattered from the sky, and they sent all the metal parts to a temporary storage area outside the capital, where the collected parts were supposedly piled up as high as a mountain!

What people don't know, though, is that the garrison enjoys the job.

Here, chips and mechanical parts are rare goods, and before the advent of the "mechanical rain", they had to rely on the cultists who returned from port cities outside the island to bring back some of them.

While the people of the capital were watching the executions in the square, the sheriff Makov eagerly sought out an expert from the Church of the Tides, who claimed to have worked as a mechanic in the field, and when he saw the parts on the first day, he had a plan to make a fortune.

"Let's see, can you convert these into electronic devices?"

Those of them who live on the ocean floor all year round are ignorant of advanced electronic devices, and the new gadgets they bring back from land often sell for a lot of money.

Makov felt that if he could make parts of the storage area into electronics and sell them, he would probably become the richest man in the country!

"This ......"

The Tidal Cultists studied the metal materials carefully, and then stopped talking.

"How?"

"The parts are weird, I've never seen this type of metal before."

Before coming to the Misty Isles, he was just an ordinary electrician in the port city, and that wasn't a great job at all.

It was precisely because of his low salary and lack of passion in his daily life that he believed in the Lord of the Tides to follow the ship here, but what he didn't expect was that the technological level of this kingdom was so backward that an ordinary electrician like him would become an expert in the eyes of the cultists.

"You mean no?"

Hearing this, Makov immediately became agitated, "Look at it again, I can count on this, and I can divide you 40% after the deed is completed." ”

"Don't believe him, he's lying to you."

Before the cultist could speak, he was so frightened by the mechanical synthesized sound that suddenly came to mind that he almost bounced out of his chair.

As if he hadn't heard, Makov asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"He's a liar, and when it's done, he'll kill you, and then put the black cauldron on your head for embezzling parts, and you should know that the king won't let go of those who use their power for personal gain."

……

"I'm asking you!"

Makov raised his tone unpleasantly.

"Ah, oh, I was just thinking about where these parts came from, and I thought maybe only a coalition government could make these kinds of chips."

"Coalition government? What the hell is that? ”

"The coalition government is currently the most powerful nation on land, and they control more than half of the world's resources."

"I'm not interested in coalition government, you just need to tell me now if you can make them into electronics? Alarm clocks, watches, TVs, anything that can be sold for a price! ”

“…… I'm afraid not. ”

"Okay, I see."

Makov was disappointed, and he waved his hand at the Tidecultists, "Go back, remember, you've never been here today." ”

"Lies."

The Tidal Cultist's heart was in his throat, he had never encountered such a strange thing, and he couldn't understand why these electronic parts could speak, could they have been removed from artificial intelligence?

He didn't want to be involved in such a strange thing, and he certainly didn't plan to report Sheriff Makov, he just wanted to go home now.

"You can't go back."

The voice was still chattering in his head, but when he turned around, he heard the faint sound of metal clashing.

Makov had a long sword pinned to his waist, the weapon of the Magistrate of the Kingdom, which seemed to have been unsheathed now.

"You know what to do, don't hesitate or it'll be too late."

The voice behind him was getting closer and closer to him.

At the urging of the voice, the cultist followed his instincts, and he suddenly bent down to pick up a metal rod and swung it behind him, he didn't know where he got the strength, or if the metal rod actively cooperated with his actions, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Sheriff Makov had fallen to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Blood and white lakes flowed from his mutilated head.

The Tidecultists screamed and sat down on the ground in fear.

Then he realized that the voice had not deceived him, and Makov drew his sword, the purpose of which could not be more obvious.

But......

No one should believe that he was acting in self-defense.

What's more, Makov's men are outside, and if they find out what is happening here, he will die.

Despair enveloped the cultists, and he sat in the corner of the warehouse with the murder weapon in his hand, letting the minutes tick by, always feeling that the next second Makov's men would burst into the factory and angrily cut off his head.

However, it was too quiet outside.

It was so quiet that you couldn't hear even the slightest footsteps.

He remembered that Makov's men were a noisy group of men, and their chatting and bragging voices could be heard clearly from a long distance.

Then, something even stranger played out before his eyes.

Before he knew it, Makov's blood seemed to run out, and a large amount of unidentified silver-gray liquid poured into the mutilated part of his head, and the wound and broken skull were repaired in less than ten seconds, and then Makov took a breath and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Wait a minute, no, it's a ...... Misunderstanding ......"

The disciple's voice grew quieter, and he didn't know how to explain his actions to Makov for a moment, and he still held a metal rod stained with Makov's blood and brain, which could not be explained by misunderstanding.

"You're doing a good job."

Makov spoke suddenly, and from his throat came a cold, mechanical synthesis, and his godless eyes regained their brilliance—a blue glow.

"I can testify to you that you were just in self-defense."

"Y-What are you?"

The cultist wanted to retreat, but found that his back was already against the pile of metal parts, but those sharp edges and corners actively avoided his body, and instead supported the cultist's body in a relatively gentle way, so that he would not fall in a panic.

"I believe in your abilities."

Makov bent down and stretched out his right hand to the cultist, pulling him up from the ground, "Making electronics is not a problem for you, you can find all the materials you need here, and of course, we will help you...... In return, I hope you can help us promote these quality products, especially to bring them into the royal palace. ”

At this moment, the cultist's wandering gaze looked through the window and saw the soldiers stationed in the storage area.

Their appearance was the same as usual, except for the eerie blue light in their eyes.

……

"I read that right, right?"

Hiding in the shadows, Paladin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, even though he knew they were supposed to keep a low profile in this parts processing plant, but the scene that had just happened in front of their eyes made him unable to remain silent any longer.

He added, "That sheriff was shot in the head and then resurrected?" ”

"He didn't come back to life, it was the machines that took control of his body."

The Emperor explained.

A few hours earlier, the diving equipment they had been riding had also descended to the surface with the "mechanical rain", and he had activated the stealth field before Sheriff Makov could lead the men to arrive, and was then taken all the way back to the place.

Not to mention Paladin, even he had a feeling of scalp tingling after witnessing the scene just now.

The "vitality" of these mechanical creations was much more tenacious than he had imagined, and the warehouse full of parts was still alive and ready to infiltrate the palace with electronics.

This made him think of the ubiquitous electronic devices in the coalition government, could it be that the electronic products used by the citizens of the coalition government could also be disguised by these living machines?

Also suspicious is Song Lan, who witnessed the murder scene through Diego's eyes.

He had to get up from the bed temporarily, he vigilantly checked all the electronic products in Lu Xiang's apartment, and finally his eyes stayed on the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Undoubtedly, this alarm clock that disturbed his dreams every day was the most suspicious object.

He looked at the alarm clock for nearly a minute, and the alarm clock finally couldn't withstand the torture of Song Lan's eyes, and let out a mechanical synthesized sound, "Teacher, please rest assured, those mechanical creations have not infiltrated your home. ”

"It's clear you've snuck in."

Song Lan's eyes were full of suspicion, but considering that this voice should be 'king', he didn't smash the alarm clock with a single punch.

In fact, he wanted to do this for a long time.

The only thing that hindered him was that this alarm clock was a gift that Lu Xiang bought for him.

"You have a point, I almost ignored the question."

After a moment's thought, the King corrected his statement, "Teacher, please rest assured, I am the only one who has infiltrated your home so far. ”

"Why are you hiding in the alarm clock, what are your intentions, please condense your answer to 20 words or less."

"Learn."

However, the King's answer was much more concise than Song Lan's request.