"It's no wonder that I have such a bad reputation, as soon as I come in, I am all scolded, and my feelings are all because of you little blacks"

Colin briefly browsed, and was very speechless in his heart, especially this group of seals is here every day, and others hate the house and the black, and there are ghosts if he can have a good reputation

After all, only part of the talent is obtained, and more can only stare at envy and jealousy.

The key point is that this group of people paid no less points than the others at that time, and maybe even more

Over time, this resentment naturally focused on him.

"Alas, no, I didn't show off the original 'bestiality' on my body, but you guys are happy."

Colin shook his head and sighed and lamented that the young man's mentality was not calm enough now—he made up his mind and turned around and asked Miss Rabbit if she could give him a name for his "bestiality".

It's better to have orange names to suppress these bloated guys.

Without much thought, though, Colin looked at their words again and noticed that there was no further discussion of the "Genetic Compensation Panel 1.0".

It is estimated that there should be no public beta yet, and there is a high probability that he is the only one who is using it.

Then, Colin went along and looked at the various question posts from the "newcomers".

There are a lot of things that the post asks, and there are all kinds of things, but most of them are tied to the "campfire company".

So it is basically certain that these people who have recently joined, not 100 percent, but 99 percent of them are definitely members of the "Special Operations Department".

"No, it seems that there are similar actions abroad, but I don't know which ones."

The information on the parchment is highly translated, and even a dog can't tell the difference.

Colin looked at it casually and didn't think much about it.

The leaders above don't care about people with ulterior motives, so he doesn't need to pay attention to them.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't find any bigger "news", so he put away the parchment and closed his eyes to rest.

At the same time, in another gray mist-shrouded land, Shanna, as a holy woman, was leading tens of thousands of victims to begin to rest and regroup.

Although this huge team was very difficult to move, and sometimes it may not be possible to reach even ten kilometers in a day, but fortunately they were out of the center of the disaster.

In another ten and a half days, the team will be able to initially leave this quagmire of natural disasters and return to the normal world.

"People in this area really love brown bread." Adjutant Dinas followed behind the saint and couldn't help but sigh.

In recent times, almost every time I take a break, I can find a considerable amount of black bread from the ruined towns.

She couldn't think of any reason for people here to store so much brown bread other than love.

But in any case, if it weren't for their support, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people who could survive until now.

In the face of his adjutant's words, the saint was noncommittal, but raised her delicate but very thin face, and cast her ice-blue pupils in a certain direction in the gray mist:

"Well, I feel that there seems to be a ruin not far away, with the integrity of this area, maybe more food can be found, wait for me to go over and take a look, you are here to maintain order.

"If there is danger, I will be back soon."

I'd like to have something else, even if it's a worm cake. Dinas prayed in her heart and bent down to say "yes".

It's not that she has a problem with those sour black breads, but she really eats too much!

She's a little scared when she sees it now!

Pure and immaculate white light flew across the barren land and came to an uninhabited town

After a while, Shanna stopped in front of the town, ignoring the danger in the town, but reached into the sleeve of her left hand with her right hand and pulled out the yellowed and worn parchment—

The task is settled.

[Congratulations on completing this mission.] 】

[This mission evaluation is: D. 】

"You've earned 'Campfire Points*50'."

"You've got 'Black Hair Hard Black Face*999'."

"Bonus quest rewards '65 Campfire Points.'"

"115 points."

Shanna blinked and smiled, feeling a little better.

This time the mission is quite long, but the reward is indeed very generous, just these points can be exchanged for thousands of black bread, probably barely enough to support them to leave the range of the Demon Mist Disaster.

Nowadays, the biggest reason for the slow movement time of the team is that the victims are really hungry and have no energy, and with this food to fill their stomachs, the departure time may be reduced by more than half.

And this mission, although she still paid some price, it was still within the acceptable range.

However, when she thought of someone she met on this mission, her eyes closed slightly, and her exquisite eyes flashed with the brilliance of thought:

She seemed to smell something holy from the man.

If nothing else, the holy artifact that has been lost for an unknown number of years has appeared with Helena not long ago, and this time it has appeared on this person, which means that the two seem to be the same person.

It's just that

After thinking for a moment, Shanna shook her head, but unfortunately the other party was not a bad person, so she couldn't snatch it directly.

"The previous requirement was to have a strong enough attack effect item, but."

Shanna couldn't help but have a headache, the "Light Sect" was forbidden to hold such props by the major gods and kingdoms for some historical reasons, and even if she had it, it was sealed by the gods under the Basilica of Rest, and she couldn't take it out at all.

If you want to come up with an offensive item that matches it, it is estimated that you will have to pay a lot of money

However, before the headache continued, Shanna suddenly found that a function seemed to be activated on the old parchment - [Interactive Hall].

This thing was there before, but it was gray, but this time it seems to be able to open.

After thinking about it, just to be on the safe side, a blurred light and shadow clone walked out of her, took the parchment and went to the other side, and made some protection, and the clone turned on the function that could suddenly be used instead of her.

When opened, there were strange rules and regulations inside, and there was nothing but empty of them

There was some kind of invisible guidance that made her understand that the thing seemed to be able to communicate with other people who held it.

"Could anyone else be in possession of this thing?"

Shanna was puzzled, parchment had existed in the Light Cult for a long time, but in an event a long time ago, it had been sealed by a god-level great being, but even that existence could not really seal it, let alone destroy it.

Because, as long as the "Light Cult" appears as a Sage, it will break through all seals and appear next to the Sage to help, such as now.

Without parchment, there would have been less than one in ten people who would have made it here alive.

For this, she is full of gratitude.

Through some tasks, Shanna knew that there was probably more than one parchment, but she had never seen a second parchment appear, not only did she not see it, but it was also described in other accounts.

It seems to be unique in this world.

At this moment, looking at the empty chat room, she was curious, edited a message and sent it.

"Is anyone there?"

After a long time, there was still only one message on the top, and there was no response.

(End of chapter)