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A spatial gateway to the world, that sounds perfect.

As long as you accept this gift, the "Fortress of Reason" will enter the era of short- and medium-distance space teleportation. While other humans were still grinding on trains and planes, without practicing spells or dealing with dangerous mythical creatures like Baiaki, the employees of the "Fortress of Sanity" could cross the ocean on foot.

Saisie couldn't help but think of her former colleagues in the "Green Delta", and God knows if they would quit their jobs in anger and join Chen Qiang when they knew the benefits of the "Fortress of Reason".

However, Chen Qiang was very calm.

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There is no free lunch in the world, and those who have nothing to do must have a conspiracy.

"So, at what cost?" He asked, "What do you need from the 'Bastion of Reason' to provide us with this passage?" ”

"This is not the place to talk," said the elder, "and let's go back first." ”

……

Kuroda wakes up from his slumber.

He was in a daze, and he had no idea where he was.

When he finally regained his ability to think, he found himself in an iron cage. Ghouls come and go all around.

【SC0/1D6】

[Kuroda sanity test 46/12 failed, due to the influence of habit fear, the actual loss of 1 point, current sanity 11]

Kuroda stared blankly at the busy ghouls.

It's a vast underground space, where ghouls are driving live livestock, carrion on their backs, and still others carrying the bones of creatures, complete or incomplete—Kuroda swears, he saw a dinosaur skeleton—and headed deeper into the tunnel.

They wore all kinds of clothes, some looked like natives from Dongying, some dressed like West Asians, and some dressed like African chiefs.

Then, he saw the unkempt and glazed Fuyuki in another cage next to him. With a silly smile on his face, the clerk dispatched by the Ministry of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries danced in a strange rhythm in his cage.

"My dad is...... The highest ...... in Fuyuki City Sir," Fuyuki defied the ghouls as if he was drunk, "and he'll get me out...... Wait for me to get out...... I'll ...... Kill you, one by one. ”

"He's crazy." Kuroda sighed.

Because of a serious fire accident, Fuyuki's father resigned from the position of mayor of a city as early as last year, and Fuyuki's family was also greatly injured because of this, and Fuyuki himself suffered a great psychological blow and has been unwilling to accept this fact.

Two figures dressed in rich purple robes and wearing silver masks walked towards the cage. The other monsters saluted them - it seemed that these two must be members of the leadership of these monsters, Kuroda thought to himself.

So what's next? Have you discussed whether you will eat me and Fuyuki stew? Kuroda thought to himself. BIquGe.biz

The two priests whispered a few words.

"This one looks completely insane," they pointed to Fuyuki, "even if good treatment and recuperation can bring him back into society, a little stimulation can tear his mind to shreds again." ”

"Poor fellow."

Fuyuki, who has a sanity value of 0 and no psychological support, is destined to spend the rest of his life in an insane asylum.

"Why did they break in?"

"Maybe it's just curiosity. As the saying goes, 'Curiosity kills people'......"

"How did I not know there was such a quote?"

"You haven't dealt with humans enough."

The two ghouls muttered.

"That's the one," they said, looking at Kuroda again, who was clearly trying to hear every word they were saying, "and it looks like there's still help." ”

"He's seen too many things he shouldn't see."

"Erase his memory and put him back."

Kuroda pricked up his ears.

【Kuroda listening test 15/25 success】

Kuroda did hear what the two were saying, but he couldn't understand what they were saying.

[Kuroda Intelligence (Knowledge) Test 96/50 Major Failure]

In fact, the two of them spoke Pansian, the ancient language used by the Skeleton Eaters in the Dream Realm, but Kuroda mistook it for German.

The two priests deliberated in a low voice for a while, and then turned and left.

They must be an evil organization somewhere. Maybe they're the remnants of old Germany, Hydra or something, Kuroda thought desperately. They turned humans into monsters underground, and then they hatched some kind of conspiracy to counterattack the ground. Are there any Avengers or Kamen Riders or anything like that to save me?

In the distance, the two priests sang.

Maybe it's because of Stockholm syndrome, but Kuroda actually thinks that song is good.

“…… Can monsters sing too. However, it is really a beautiful song. ”

Even though he couldn't understand the lyrics, Kuroda was still shocked by the elegant melody.

[Gloomy and brilliant, cold to the heart. 】

[Dark Void, frozen bones and ice intestines. 】

[On the other side of the dream, waiting for its purpose. 】

[The snares are snared, and the world is clear. 】

Hearing the two singing priests, the ghouls also sang their own songs. They were still busy with their work, but they sang the same melody in their own languages. Kuroda alone could recognize English, Chinese, and Japanese, and many more languages that Kuroda didn't understand.

The language is different, but the feelings are the same.

Kuroda suddenly had a longing: maybe this hidden society was not as bad as he imagined.

……

Chen Qiang and the others, who returned to the underground passage, also heard the singing. The air around me was a little colder, but the melody of the song was really pleasant.

"Is this your hymn?" Chen Qiang asked.

"If you're interested," said the elder gently, "I can tell you the lyrics." It can be sung in all languages. ”

"It's still free."

Ceccilu happily took a bite of the burger in her hand—she had just run out and bought it from the M Kee burger shop on the side of the road.

The elder quietly told Chen Qiang that the entire street was the property of the Zombie Eaters, so there was no need to worry about leaking secrets.

"You can also ask Lao Xu to teach you," said the elder, "and I taught him the magic of maintaining a human form. He'll sing it too. ”

Uncle Xu's face came to Chen Qiang's mind. As the only ghoul employee of the "Fortress of Reason" at present, although Uncle Xu has no outstanding performance, he is impeccable in his devotion to duty.

"That's the end of the topic of singing," Chen Qiang didn't want to fall for the ghoul clan's "friendship strategy," "Tell me about your purpose." ”

"I'm here on behalf of the great Mordicgian," seeing that Chen Qiang was unwilling to continue nagging and the elder didn't dare to ramble anymore, "Great Mordicgian, I hope you can help us do something." ”

"Please."

"Take a look at this first." As if by magic, the elder took out a large and complete piece of cow bone from under his robe.

The white beef bones are densely printed with complex black lines.

"What is this?"

Chen Qiang frowned and leaned closer to look at the cow bones.

Then, he saw clearly.

That's not a "pattern" at all...... It's a dense collection of small print.

[Chen Qiang's mother tongue (ancient literacy) test failed 85/70]

…… Roughly kanji.

But the font is the feeling of pre-Qin golden texts, and it is not easy to read when they are connected together. Probably some kind of ciphertext that the ghouls still use today.

"It's yours...... Some kind of sacrificial text? Chen Qiang asked.

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