Chapter 469: Ruins 16

I will serve Jonglin wholeheartedly, for Jongrim is my home, just as it is your home.

Roach pinched the loose needle until the plant's n poked blood beads on his finger. He had never imagined that he would one day be able to tell such hypocritical lies. In the future, he will continue to talk until these words come out of his mouth, and even his face is loyal and righteous. But his heart was clear, clearer than ever, even if he had to fight the illusion now, his heart was no longer a little confused and hesitant.

Liu Ziyu walked around the underground vault, inspected all the vents, checked all the cracks in the walls, and even managed to measure the thickness of the walls.

With his hands in his pockets, Roach slowly paced to a giant machine in the middle of the room, more than four meters tall and almost connected to the ceiling. In the vicinity of the machine, a very rough rectangular container with a capacity of about two cubic meters is placed every few meters. "Liu Ziyu, don't you think this is like the underground vault of a bank? It's too rough. ”

"It's like the workshop of a factory." Ms. Liu said she was floating on it, checking the pipes exposed from the ceiling. "That's how the factory floor should be, right? I don't see much. ”

Roach didn't speak, he looked up along the machine's mechanical arm, and at that moment his heart pounded. Right in the middle of the pitch-black machine, an alien covered in a black carapace clung to it. He reflexively took a step back, so nervous that he couldn't even make a sound. He didn't notice anything like this in the house, so he locked himself in the house? They put this stuff in a sandbox?

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had entered another mental system, and a killing n spread out from his back, seeping into his limbs, and he became more lean, his fingertips as slender as knife blades. He lowered his head and looked at his arm, which was covered in black iron armor, and the desire to kill became excited. His body was so light and suitable for bouncing, he shouldn't have stayed in the open, he shouldn't have stayed on the ground, he should have gone back to the trees, back to the heights, and waited for the prey to come close before striking the fatal blow

"Roach?" A cat meow.

"Roach!" A girl barked impatiently, mixed with an even sharper meow.

He was stunned for a moment, who was shouting, and who was shouting?

"Roach." A man's voice called him from the depths of his heart.

He froze, who was calling him.

Many apparitions suddenly appeared on top of each other.

In the ancient town of Jiangnan, a young man said, "Roach, take your cat away!" ”

In a modest room, a man walked in and said, "Roach, roll up from the floor." ”

In the comfort of the hotel, the rainstorm outside the window was pouring in, and the man sat behind the table and leisurely flipped through the menu, "Roach, what to eat?" ”

In the dim darkness of the night, the man's face was as white as paper and extremely weak, but he tugged his arm and forced him to look him in the eye. "Roach! Rocky, listen to me. ”

He looked into those eyes, and the familiar sensation pierced into the depths of his consciousness, as if he had fallen into a spatial teleportation, and he was swept into another dimension.

He remembered who the man was, and he believed what he said, and he said he was Roach, then he was Roach. As if a coordinate was set, Roach's memory and consciousness were fully revived, and his life quickly unfolded, recovered, and returned to its place from the root node. Roach stood stunned, as if he had broken free from a terrible nightmare.

His vision suddenly became clear, there were no aliens on the rusty machine, and countless cold light sources made by magic floated on the roof. He shuddered, and grabbed his arm suddenly, there was no carapace of insects, only the soft skin and flesh of mammals. He's not an alien insect, so why would he think he's an alien creature? He had downloaded a lot of the Queen's memories, and although he didn't retain the Queen's consciousness, and the static memories didn't have a backlash, he himself was lost. He hadn't really read the "Zhuangsheng Butterfly Effect" in Master Mind's textbook, but he suspected that he now knew what that theory was, and that theoretical knowledge was not of much use to reality.

Luo Qi had palpitations, and turned his head in a daze to see Liu Ziyu floating towards him above his head, flying not very lightly, much like a human being in a state of weightlessness, flying over with a reverse force.

"Soul shouting?" Roach asked her hoarsely.

"Why do you say it so ugly?" Liu Ziyu asked.

"Nope." Roach whispered, "It's not a bad word. ”

Liu Ziyu flew over, probably hovering because of the resistance of the air. She looked at Roach curiously and a little confused in mid-air, "Are you like this?" ”

"Me? I don't think so. Rocky paused nervously, hiding some panic.

Liu Ziyu stretched out his hand and pointed at him.

"What's wrong with me?" Roach asked warily.

"It's your cat! You look for a stupid dog! Your cat keeps barking, I just called you to ask what's wrong with the cat, and you haven't responded. ”

Roach was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the cat had climbed onto his shoulder, and its paws were hooked on his head, as if it was about to kick his nose and face in the next second. He hurriedly reached out to reassure the black cat, as a telepathic creature that was shallowly connected to him, it must have sensed the confusion of his consciousness just now.

"That's what happened to you?" Liu Ziyu asked again.

Roach took the cat into his arms, "I was thinking about something. ”

Liu Ziyu looked at him twice and let him go. "Hmph, don't talk about it, I'm not uncommon to ask."

Luo Qi breathed a sigh of relief and touched the cat soothingly, fortunately Liu Ziyu is such a character. He took a few steps forward, approached a rectangular basket, and suddenly leaned in and grabbed two handfuls at the bottom of the basket.

Liu Ziyu's curiosity was attracted again, and he hurriedly landed on the ground and followed to look. "What's wrong with you?"

Rocky straightened up and looked at the shredded note in his hand. "I know what this place is."

"Where to print money?"

"Where the money is shredded." Luo Qi said, and gave the thin note in his hand to Liu Ziyu.

"Shredded bills?"

"After a period of time, humans will recycle and dispose of old money."

"Evil, it's disgusting, how many people have touched this scrap of paper." Liu Ziyu said, throwing the shredded paper in his hand back into the basket. "Have they used green money? It's not red, is it? Dollar? ”

"It's not." Luo Qi carefully looked at each of the shredded notes in his hand, and suddenly, he took out one of the notes and put it in front of Liu Ziyu's eyes, "What do you see this?" Look at this, this symbol above. ”

Liu Ziyu began to be confused, and suddenly froze, "This is the ancient saying of the mage." No, not exactly, but very close, like a variation of an old saying. There is an evolutionary process in the ancient mage's language, and the more it transforms, the simpler it becomes, like an intermediate stage that I have never seen. ”

"What does it mean?" Roach asked earnestly and eagerly.

"It's used in a lot of spells, and it's the number one." Liu Ziyu said. "A dollar? It could be a dollar. ”

"When did the mage print the money?" Luo Qi sighed, she didn't understand why Liu Ziyu was so unethical in these matters, she seemed to be only interested in magic experiments.

"yes." Liu Ziyu finally understood, "We have used credit points since ancient times, and the Supreme Council has always been responsible for calculating credit points. ”

Roach bit his lower lip, "So" "So why use paper money?" In order to play? ”

"You think it's a playground? When have you ever seen a mage with such a sense of humor? Roach whispered.

"So," Liu Ziyu was reluctant to speculate, "so we also used banknotes?" ”

"There's also the possibility that a human team has used this number." Rocky said, "Have you heard of it? ”

"Impossible." Liu Ziyu said immediately. "Ancient mage language means incantation, and we are completely insulated from magical knowledge of humans."

"But the use of paper money, the use of machines to shredd, this is a recent thing." Roach gasped slightly, "We've used banknotes in recent times, but we don't know anything about it?" ”

"We don't need to shredded money with a machine, do we?" Liu Ziyu said confusedly. "Shredding money is the magic of minutes, not to mention shredding money, it is a matter of minutes to let Du Zhengyi come to smash this workshop. How is it possible to rebuild a machine in an eventful way? ”

This sentence reminded Luo Qi, and he turned his head to look at Liu Ziyu, "It is impossible for a mage to use paper money. ”

"Huh?" Liu Ziyu asked.

"Because the threshold for copying banknotes, that is, making counterfeit banknotes, is too low, most mages can do it." "I think that's why we use credits for rare goods, and the Supreme Council does the math." ”

"yes." After all, Liu Ziyu is not as familiar with human life as Luo Qi, and she has never thought about the problem of paper money. "So what the hell is this for? Was there a perverted mage who made these for a joke? ”

Luo Qi put the fragments of the banknote in his pocket, "Ziyu, I heard that the black market in the sandbox will be cleared every day and start again the next day, what does that mean?" ”

"Oh, that means the sandbox world has a low-level magic, a copy magic. After each fixed clock cycle, objects in the sandbox world respawn back to the way they were at the beginning of the previous cycle. ”

"What? Can you make up for the goods you have sold? Cornucopia? ”

"How is that possible!" Liu Ziyu almost screamed, "The black market sells precious things, and it takes more magical energy to copy that kind of thing than to make another one." The sandbox replicates very rustic things that have no magical powers. ”

"For example, the puppets in the car and the scraps of paper in the baskets? Even if someone touches it, they will be copied year after year? ”

"If it's an ordinary car made of steel, it can actually be replicated. This kind of copying can also be rewritten, for example, if you want to recreate something new, or slow down the level of copying."

"I see." Rocky said, pondering for a moment. "So what kind of landform and what kind of scene this place presents, must have it been a deliberate choice, right?"

Liu Ziyu nodded, "But I also said that most sandboxes are inherited, and sandboxes of such a huge scale generally don't make too many modifications." ”

"You mean that the Ancestral Mage built this sandbox, a sandbox in the shape of the ruins of a modern human city, and carefully designed the machines and workshops for smashing banknotes?"

"Uh" Liu Ziyu was stuck, trapped between the paradox and paradox of logic, "Then it must be Qionglin who modified this sandbox for some purpose, changed it to look like this, and designed the banknote in a neurological way"

"That's really sick." Roach whispered.

"yes." Liu Ziyu said in a daze, he couldn't agree with his words. 11