Chapter 501: Tartaglia: The desert compatriots are really hospitable
"It really hurts! Hurry up and help the seniors up. ”
Suddenly raised her hands to cover her eyes and rubbed them for a while, only to bring her eyes back to normal, and Faruzan let out a cry of pain as she removed the Void Terminal that kept leaking arcs outward.
"The technology is still immature, if only there was a little more time to study ......"
"Senior Falushan, has the god-making experiment been completed?"
"Kinat! The seniors are enduring severe pain here, but you only care about your news, and the current juniors don't know how to respect the old and love the young, especially you are a wonderful school, you come to trouble the seniors if you have nothing to do, and it is really the best Collei is the best. ”
"We obviously want to transfer seniors to ...... hospital"
"That is to trouble the predecessors, the classical mechanism technique is not outdated in the intellectual school!"
Faruzanne muttered a few words of resentment, grabbed Qinat's shoulders, stood up, shook her crooked ponytails, and reached out to remove the two headbands with triangular symbols.
Biting the headband and pushing open the door, looking at the people waiting outside, Faruzan said vaguely: "It can be determined that all the control devices arranged by Adzar have been removed, and now the secret master of the Seven Leaves Silent Light is receiving the irrigation of forbidden knowledge to achieve the wisdom of the gods." According to my observations before the experiment began, there were a number of thirty people on guard in the factory, and a few of them were the ones you showed me to take pictures of, and they were in charge of guarding the Jingshan Palace. ”
Wiping the bright tip of the Staff of the Red Sand over and over again, Cyno asked softly, "Does Hazard know that his arrangement has been dismantled?" ”
"This junior has not appeared in the experimental field, I guess he is hiding somewhere, observing through the one-way glass, but I guess I don't know, you must know that even the seniors I saw it by close observation."
After tying up her hair, Faruzan intimately reminded: "After the matter is over, I will give little Collei to me as a student as agreed." ”
"Didn't you say that you would add a few more channels to recruit students?"
"Hmph~ Your senior, I don't know my own subject, embarrassing situation? The channels for new students in the Akademiya are big enough, and as a result, there is still no one to learn from the seniors. When the time comes, I will directly go to Huachengguo, and a kind little angel like Collei definitely doesn't want to see his predecessors disappointed......"
Qinat whispered, "If you transfer to the Mystic Theory Sect, there will definitely be a lot of students who will sign up. ”
"Classical mechanics have always been the subject of the intellectuals, so don't talk about it anymore! …… Where is the triangular mechanism of the predecessors? ”
Once again, the ill-intentioned words of the abominable Myosoist scholars were rejected, and the Eye of God worn at his side shone with a faint light, and a cool wind swept a triangular mechanism out of the corner.
Faruzan clapped her hands: "Let's go, seniors will help you a little more, and then you must remember to say good things in front of Collei." ”
"Senior Falushan, Collei hasn't read all the words yet."
"Anyway, it's not a big deal, anyway, the seniors booked her first, and then the seniors will come to teach Collei to learn words in person."
Seeing the back of Faruzan stepping out of the room, Cyno raised the "Staff of Red Sand" and said with a grim face: "Then according to the plan drawn up, Sasis will go to the roof of the building to set off fireworks, and Ulloins will contact the line leader of the Thirty-member Regiment. ”
"Yes, Cyno-sama!"
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Lambard Tavern.
As one of the most famous taverns in Sumeru, it is like a gift from an angel in Mondstadt, and is loved by wine lovers, with many mercenary scholars gathering in it all year round.
Especially after the rise of the Seven Saints Summoning from the Health House, there are many more Seven Saints Summoning players here.
"Then I'm going to activate the four fire dice for a fierce and scorching attack......"
The sturdy mercenary suddenly threw three dice of different colors, slapped the table with his fan-like palms, and shouted almost in a loud roar: "Then how should you deal with my move?" ”
Tartaglia, who had just returned from an adventure in the desert and had visited several Torre bases, looked at the mercenary in front of him who had set up the Seven Saints summoning and was playing with himself.
"You're here to find fault?"
His hand grasped the armrest of the chair, and the polite Tartaglia did not leave any traces on it, but his face could not hide his excitement.
This kind of mercenary who sends himself to the door and doesn't have to worry about the problem after the fight is really a good person!
In the desert, he was hospitably entertained by the Gilded Brigade and the Horde, and if it weren't for the sudden movement of the traveler that left them no time to carry out the plunder, he would have stayed for a while longer, honing his martial arts.
I thought I would be able to settle down for a few days after entering the city, but I didn't expect to find it so quickly......
It's just great!
Desert compatriots are truly hospitable!
"Can you go outside? Now I can't reimburse my bills, and it's not good to delay someone's boss doing business here. ”
Tartaglia asked.
"Now it's my gacha round, I choose to draw two character cards of the Red King and the Great Cishu King, and then draw a flower god to form the alliance of the three gods!"
The loud voice matched with some rare content in today's Sumeru City, and many mercenaries from the desert raised their heads to see who had connected the Red King with the Great Cishu King.
"Rahman... Why are you here? ”
The two ears made of hair trembled like living creatures, and Dehya looked quite surprised, and said loudly, "I remember that when I was commissioned to leave the desert, didn't you say that the resurrection of the Red King was imminent? When the time comes, it will be easy to counterattack the rainforest......"
Rahman was a well-known figure in the desert, not a small person everywhere, and many mercenaries were reminded of this most ardent devotee of the Red King.
"Huh! I don't think you understand anything. ”
Stepping on the table with one foot, the table shook three times, and Rahman sneered disdainfully, "You mercenaries only know how to stay in the rainforest and enjoy the good life, but you don't know that my Gilded Brigade has made a major discovery in the desert. ”
Faced with the act of ruining his furniture, the boss of Lambard today seemed to be blinded by flying insects, bowed his head and silently calculated the ledger, and counted the Mora given by Rahman.
Half of the mercenaries in the tavern were his men.
"Rahman, do you want to abandon your faith in the Red King? Actually, I think it's good for you to do this, how many of those people who are talking about the Red King now believe in the Red King? It's not to make excuses and give yourself a legitimate reason for burning, killing and looting. ”
Dehya rubbed the small black dots off her palm.
Lan Heman took out a chip from his bosom and slapped it on the table, and the illusory image was reflected in the tavern.
"Dehya, don't talk nonsense! I have never given up my faith in the Red King, I have just found the history buried in the sand, and I have understood that what I did before was ungrateful! ”
[I am the last High Priest of the Red King, I refuse their request, there should be no more High Priest of the Red King in the desert...... ]
After wandering around the tavern for a week, Lambard pulled out a few bottles of wine from the cupboard and went to the table of a few guests who had not participated in the drink.
"Thank you."
"Or will you do business, Lambard."
"What if it's true?"
"It turns out that the survival of the desert is due to the Great Mercy Tree King?"
Images flickered in the pupils of everyone in the tavern, and Rahman squinted and took a sip of his wine.
Dehya pursed her lips and pulled a projectile out of her pocket, rubbing her fingers to dye the surface of the projectile with a layer of flame, and ricocheting it to the second floor.
The scorching flames scorched through the projectile's exterior, revealing the note inside, and the mercenary sitting by the window grabbed the note quite naturally and threw it through the open window.
A minute later, several mercenaries of the Thirty with red belts on their shoulders suddenly kicked open the door to the tavern.
"How dare you spread the faith of other gods in public, Lambard, you've done a crime!"
The leader shouted loudly, and Eraj quickly stepped forward and tugged at Lambard's clothes, disdainfully sweeping away the chipstick from the video.
"Eraj, this is Sumeru City! Is there anything wrong with me praising the kindness of the Great Tree of Mercy from my fellow desert people? ”
Rahman pointed to his nose angrily, "Now Lao Tzu believes in both the Red King and the Little Auspicious Grass King, and I am deeply grateful for the kindness of the Great Mercy Tree King, and I am the same person as you!" ”
Eraj sneered, "Outdated bastards, you desert people really have a terrible eye for finding gods..."
"You!"