A true master of fraud is calm and quiet, and will never panic because of the slightest thing.

Song Lan perfectly fits the demeanor of a professional fraudster.

However, Rosalie has no plans to change her career from the rebels to become a member of the telecom fraud gang for the time being, so she rejected Lao Xu's kindness and said, "Now that my identity has been clarified, I should also go back, and if you are interested, you can come to the place where we are stationed." ”

Leaving the Goldstone Casino, her plan was completely ruined.

Even if the Brotherhood had been sluggish, it must have added more personnel to move the archaeologists to more secluded places.

She remembered something, and before going out, she added, "The archaeologist you are looking for may not have been coerced, but went to the Brotherhood's territory of his own accord. ”

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At the same time, the headquarters of the Brotherhood has become a mess.

The news of Root City was much later than before, and when they realized that something was wrong and sent them to check on it, they found that the Skeletons and the "garbage disposal plant" had been wiped out, and according to a surviving remnant of the Skeleton Gang, Scarface was killed by two people in suits and leather shoes who were suspected of being private investigators.

Even more coincidentally, these two "private detectives" once appeared at a rally of the rebels, swaggering around under their noses.

The Brotherhood had never suffered such a great disgrace, and even during the period of encirclement and suppression, no one could have teased them like this.

But to the surprise of the high-level leaders, the leaders who have always been eager to report this time actually let them stand still and not regain right and wrong in the next few days.

This can't help but make the excited high-level people wonder if the leader is old and has become too soft-hearted.

After everyone left, the room fell silent, and the leader's clenched right fist slammed down on the table.

He knew his men's skepticism, but the situation was different now.

He is no longer the one who can make decisions.

In return, the other party promised him a new future.

After the New Age arrives, the Brotherhood will survive.

Thinking of this, he walked through the secret door of the room, which was originally his private study, where all the information important to the Brotherhood was stored, and now, in addition to the materials, there was an additional statue in the room.

"I know you're listening."

The leader came to the statue and whispered, "The higher-ups are already dissatisfied with what I did, and this is not the style of the Brotherhood. ”

"What is the style of a fraternity?"

A neutral voice came from the statue.

"Blood debts and blood are repaid, and revenge will be avenged."

If it was the Brotherhood of the past, what they should be doing now is issuing a bounty order to find the two private investigators even if they dig deep, instead of bringing a group of people here for an unnutritious meeting, "It will make them think I'm weak, which is not a good sign." ”

He had stepped on a mountain of corpses and blood to get to where he was now, and he believed that once the higher-ups were disappointed in him, assassinations against him would follow.

"Even if it brings you destruction?"

"Perdition?"

The leader sneered, "Don't forget, this is an oasis where no one can compete with the Brotherhood. ”

The government forces in the oasis are not good, and neither is the coalition government.

It was during the covenant that they encroached on the kingdom bit by bit, leaving every corner of the oasis marked with the imprint of the Brotherhood.

The statue didn't mean to argue, and a projection shone into the lightless room.

The projection didn't last long, but it allowed the leader to witness the collapse of the Brotherhood.

There was no rain of bullets, and there were no corpses all over the ground.

In the silence, the members of the Brotherhood, and everything they had created, turned into dust over time, scattered by the wind until it became one with the vast desert.

"The closest thing to your situation is the Morgo family."

"I know them."

The ringleader's agitated mood calmed down a little.

The Morgo family has a lot of "outside" business, as well as some business dealings with the Brotherhood, and is a truly deranged family whose style is contrary to the coalition government, and has preserved almost intact the cruelty and cunning of the barbarian period to this day.

The Morgo family is also one of the few people they can talk to.

But one day, the leader saw a newspaper report of the demise of the Morgo family.

On the eve of their demise, the Morgo family gathered a large number of armaments and manpower in an attempt to start a large-scale war, but before the outbreak of this war, all the Morgo family leaders were assassinated, and the small minions who survived were also placed by the Lagus Foundation and forced to leave the territory of the coalition government.

The ringleader remembers that on the evening of the day he saw the news, he lay alone in bed for a long time, unable to close his eyes.

The sad feeling of the rabbit dying and the fox inevitably came to my heart.

It was also what happened to the Morgo family that made him decide to believe in the future that the statue showed them.

"God the Father is merciful, and He has promised to change your destiny if you follow His will."

"Those two private detectives, who are they?"

"They are the enemies of God the Father and the greatest stumbling block to the new age."

"What are we going to do next?"

"Find Lu Xiang and bring her here, and the high priest will show you the trajectory of your fate."

After a pause, the statue's voice came out again, "We have an artifact hidden in the desert area, and finding a way to get it may bring you good luck." ”

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At Rosalie's kind invitation, Song Lan and Nothingness still came to the area where the rebels were stationed.

Away from the city, Rosalie's men set up a magnificent camp on the outskirts of the oasis that of a much higher standard than the other rebels, and the main reason why construction was going well was that they had hired two giant Death Crabs that were the size of tall buildings.

"Don't be afraid, they are our companions and don't bite."

After changing her body, Rosalie's mood was much better, and she smiled and said to the people in the "Dead Man's Lotto" program team, "The coalition government people call them 'Bell Tower Twins', and they have a reward of 12 million watts, I really don't know how they came up with these strange names." ”

In comparison, they are much more affectionate with the names of the two Death Crabs.

"Big guy, these people are our friends, don't embarrass them."

With a thud, the huge body like a bell tower leaned down, and its dark eyes looked at them carefully, as if to remember Rosalie's friends.

Song Lan, who was an old friend of the Death Crab, stepped forward and patted the Death Crab's carapace in a friendly manner.

A scene of harmonious coexistence between man and nature, which is exactly what they advocate.

"Hey, you're not afraid of them?"

This is not the first time that Rosalie has brought her friends back to the camp, usually after seeing two adult Death Crabs, it is considered bold to be able to stand still and run without pulling her legs, and she has never met someone like Song Lan who treats Death Crabs as small animals before.

This person is a law enforcer in the 17th district on the surface, and I am afraid that he still has a hidden identity behind his back.

What surprised her even more was that the Death Crab not only did not resist, but also showed an expression of (o▽)o, as if enjoying Song Lan's touch.

This is a far cry from the cold "Death Crab setting" that they usually maintain in the camp.

"Anyone who knows the Grim Reaper Crab knows that they are cute and friendly little creatures."

“…… Where did you hear that? ”

William couldn't hold back any longer and asked.

This sounds really far from what ordinary people know about Death Crabs, and even from the name "Death Crabs" alone, you can tell that they are definitely not related to cuteness and friendliness.

He had reason to suspect that the person who told Song Lan about this in the first place was likely to want to kill him.

"A very famous naturalist and humanist of the Third World War."

"What's his name?"

"Malfurion."

Malfurion?

The members of the "Dead Man's Lotto" program team looked at each other, they thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't think of any information about the name at all.

However, they also have to admit that they have not done in-depth research in the natural and humanities.

The year 2167 was not popular with the concept of man and nature, people were always in urban forests, and the original nature could only be found in books from the Third War period.

Images and composite videos look like two very different worlds from what they are now.

"By the way, would you like to experience the special program of the Resistance, which is only available to a few distinguished guests."

William was curious about everything he had been exposed to lately, "What project?" ”

That's what they imagined a trip to a neutral country to look like.

"Drive the Grim Reaper Crab, but be careful not to damage anything in the camp, or you'll need to pay compensation even if you're my poker buddies."

"Of course I'm interested, but how do I drive, oh oh-"

William's screams were quickly replaced by earth-shattering roars, and the feeling of his soul being out of his body reappeared, but this time, his gaze was so high that he only took a step back, and the ground of the camp began to shake slightly.

Gradually, panic turned into excitement.

William gradually adjusted to the changes in his body, and he saw his arm waving—a long, sharp scythe that could easily cut through the bulletproof coating of an armored vehicle, according to the illustrated book.

Everything that greeted him became incomparably smaller, and the full moon, hidden behind the clouds, seemed to be one step closer to him.

It was a wild force that cannot be described in words, but at the same time it brought tears to William's eyes.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall his childhood dreams.

He is a native of the 17th arrondissement, and when he is ignorant, he has the same unrealistic but romantic dreams as everyone else.

Yes, he used to want to be a Gundam pilot.

But when he grew up, he realized that there was no such profession as a Gundam pilot in this world, and that what was on the screen was just the crystallization of people's imagination.

Now, he is experiencing the wonders of being a Gundam pilot in a different way.

On the other side, "William" also walked quickly to Song Lan's side with an excited face, clasping his hands into fists and saluting back and forth, "God of harvest, see it, happy!" ”

They are not familiar with human language and can only express their thoughts through simple words.

The god of harvest?

Rosalie remained silent and took the title to heart.

The reason why William was invited to experience driving the Death Crab is also because she always feels that Song Lan and the Death Crab have a great relationship, as if they have known each other a long time ago.

After getting along with the Death Crab for a long time, I know that they are actually a very arrogant race, and they belong to a cooperative relationship with the rebels, even if the relationship is good, they will not stick their heads on the ground and take the initiative to be touched by others like they did just now.

After the salute, "William" trotted all the way to one of the wooden houses, and folded back with three bottles of mineral water.

"The god of the harvest, drink the water, the mind."

The desert area is dry all year round, and the provision of water is the highest level of courtesy for the guests.

"He? The god of harvest? ”

"Nothingness" couldn't believe his ears, at this moment, he was sure that Song Lan was definitely the number one fraudster in the world, and anyone who was familiar with him knew that no matter from which angle he was judged, Song Lan had nothing to do with the terms of harvest and life.

If I had to say it, the god of deceit and destruction would be more in line with his style.

"Take it, big guys rarely give gifts to others."

This title made Rosalie more and more interested in Song Lan, "We met them on the desert march, and this is how I communicated with them. ”

Dominating souls not only brings destruction and chaos, but she has also developed uses that allow different races to communicate with each other.

Despite the odds, thanks to the joint efforts of the rebels, they were able to learn simple communication between the two Grim Reaper Crabs.

"They're also a couple who have left the community and offered to join us and see the human world for themselves, and it all goes down to you."

"Me?"

Song Lan was a little puzzled, he had never encouraged any Death Crab couple to run away from home.

"They mentioned your existence - to explore the human world, they listened to the call of the harvest god, I thought they were talking about the totem or consciousness of the race, but I didn't expect the legendary harvest god to be a living human ......"

At this point, Rosalie paused and asked, "You're supposed to be human, right?" ”

"100% pure, pure human without any prosthetic implants."

"I should have thought that the God of Harvest is a powerful psionic being, and you must have found a way to communicate with them through psionic energy."

Rosalie couldn't hide her excitement, "I just told us a lot of our stories, now it's your turn, if you don't mind, can you tell us the story of how you became the god of the harvest?" I'm interested in that. ”

"I'm interested too!"

Nothingness intervened in the conversation between the two at the right time, "How exactly did you trick them into believing that you were the god of harvest?" ”

The small theater of its two hundred and sixty-six:

Tuesday of a certain month, late at night

This night, Guan Lili had insomnia.

Lu Xiang's interview made her mood unable to calm down for a long time.

Especially the last mention of the other party, "Every time he takes the initiative to get into my quilt in order to avoid mosquitoes." ”

This brings up another important question.

And after that?

Can you elaborate?

Guan Lili believes that the audience will be very interested in this topic, because she was immediately excited.

But the evil Lu Xiang refused.

So for a whole night, Guan Lili felt itchy and unbearable, lying on the sofa in the living room covered with the quilt, but she couldn't close her eyes at all, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of imagination after getting into the quilt.

How to sleep here!

Guan Lili lifted the quilt and sat up from the sofa.

She is still a novice in this aspect, can't these two seniors take her to see the world?

Such thoughts swirled in my mind for a long time, until I was interrupted by the sound of mosquitoes.

Guan Lili suddenly became vigilant, Lu Xiang mentioned that their family had mosquitoes every summer, and even Song Lan, the strongest combat force in the coalition government, was helpless against these words.

She had heard that there would be certain variants of mosquitoes in different regions, so what would be the mosquitoes in Song Lan's apartment......

All thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

In the moonlight, she saw a fighter gliding figure, ignoring her, and heading straight for the bedroom.

Looking at the body, which was obviously much larger than an ordinary mosquito, she couldn't help but have a description in her mind:

"Mosquito (Resurrection, Imprisonment, Retaliation, Illusionist)"