Heine's words silenced Hemat for a long time.

After a while, the soul priest spoke:

"My lord, is there any way to get him to muster up courage?"

Alas, that's the right question.

"There is a way, you say the outside world is dirty, but what if it is not dirty? It's really just as he thought it was, it's beautiful, comfortable, and clean, and he'll naturally break out of his shell.

"So...... Would you like to connect your Sanctuary to Maikara? ”

Heine asked rhetorically.

At this point, Hemat could only nod in agreement.

"But my lord......" he wondered, "I have heard so much from your evil spirit, and I have never understood why you are so obsessed with bringing this place into the prosperous Maikara...... Even the most stupid of the Zanlo people know how to plunder the land of abundant water and grass, but both our tribe and the Sanctuary are barren......"

"You don't care about this, this is McCalalla's development plan."

Heine patted Hemat on the shoulder.

"One day in the future, as you walk through the sanctuary overgrown with trees, you will be grateful to yourself for making the decision today, even though it may seem humiliating."

Hemat was terrified.

He was tempted to say that it wasn't that humiliating......

But he didn't dare to say.

……

That night, Heine returned to McKala with the skeletons.

Then, he drilled the dog hole again and returned to the inner world of the Zanro Plateau, bringing back the red egg from the peak of Sorins.

and the remaining "orc giant babies" and eggs.

And then there's the loot that the ancestors of the Quetzalcoatl clan brought back from the dry swamps—those who fused with strange beasts.

In layman's terms, Heine unwittingly transferred the "ancestors" of all the ancestors of the Quetzalcoatl tribe overnight, and the traces left by those ancestors.

As soon as they wake up tomorrow, this group of ancestors will be surprised to find ......

I've become a warrior!?

They may panic, they may be depressed.

But in the near future, they will realize that the warrior is the real T0 of this version!

All of this is naturally indispensable to Hemat's help.

In addition, Heine brought back the patriarch named Anara.

Her fall was nothing to fear, what really kept her unconscious was the contamination of her soul.

In order to deal with Heine, Sleeping Shadow turned off the switch for Anara's de-madness through a "background operation".

So the patriarch lost himself in impure anger.

Her soul was more polluted than a lich.

So she was rightfully thrown into the alfalfa garden and handed over to Linumu to dispose of.

…

The moment he returned to McKara, Sanchi awoke from his slumber.

"We ...... Is it there? ”

"Yes, it's here, do you like it?" Heine asked him.

“…… I don't know, I feel so comfortable, this place is much better than what I used to be...... What about Aphes? Sanji asked.

"He's gone, he's got something to do, you can come out."

Heine smiled and tapped Sanchi's eggshell.

"There's no dirty stuff here that you're afraid of."

"I ...... I'm not afraid! ”

Sanji retorted, but his voice was not at all confident.

He felt it for a while, and then he mustered up the courage to peck through the eggshell.

A red bird flew out of the eggshell, he was not crumpled like the other chicks, only his eyes looked ugly.

His wings were plump, each feather was like a burning flame, and his tail feathers were as long as red meteors.

He flew a few laps, let out a few crisp chirps, and landed on Heine's shoulder.

Sure enough, Sanji, like the other "giant babies", did not cause Yuan Ling's attack.

Quercus's consciousness wasn't even as hostile as it had been towards Loulton.

On the one hand, Quercus has grown up, and on the other hand, it may be due to the fact that the giant babies are too weak.

But in any case, it's always a friendly opening.

"Is this your house, Henieaku?" Sanji asked.

"Call me Abu." Heine corrected, "Yes, this is my home, and the future will be your home. ”

Sanchi nodded as if he didn't understand.

You could see that he liked it very much, especially the huge tree in the distance.

He had the urge to fly over and build a nest on it, and even he couldn't figure out why he thought the way he did.

"But what......" Heine cleared his throat, "your Aphes has entrusted you here, on the condition of it. ”

Sanji tilted his head: "What conditions?" ”

Heine: "Listen to me, do whatever I tell you to do." ”

"Oh......" Sanji wondered, "and what do you want me to do?" ”

Heine: "You may not understand what I'm saying directly, but it's okay, come with me. ”

Heine took Sanji straight to the Court of Light.

Sanji looked curiously at everything around him along the way, everything in the McCarari world was new to him.

He saw countless silver streamers converging towards Querkus, saw the sound of grass and trees rippling along the magic circle on the ground like water waves, and saw pure soul bodies looking at him with the same curiosity.

Even when he approached the magnificent building forged by the Light, he felt nothing but warmth and scorching heat.

In Aphth's mouth, the light was a hot, fiery thing, like the sun that dries out the waters.

But even the Light here is gentle and pure.

A man and a bird arrived at Ian's lab, and in addition to Ian himself, a number of McKara's core personnel, including Megumi Hui, were there.

They are ready to witness a great experiment.

Without Heine's instructions, Sanji saw the "bird's nest" that was exactly like his own.

Countless silver threads converge from all directions, weaving a soft nest in the very center.

"Is that for me?"

"Yes." Heine said, "All I want you to do is sleep in it and 'dream', can you do that?" ”

Sanchi: "Dreaming? I'm good at this! ”

He flapped his wings and flew over.

The nest was comfortable, but as soon as he lay inside, his eyelids felt heavy, as if something was dragging his thoughts, and something rushed into his mind.

Before he lost consciousness, he faintly heard Heineab say to himself:

"If you don't feel well, break free!"

Why break free?

It's obviously very comfortable......

Sanchi fell asleep comfortably.

…

"It must be successful!"

Heine clenched his fist nervously.

"It's going to work." Megumi comforted from the side.

It all started with the Tower of Dust.

After "decoding" Ansong's memories, Megumi obtained information about the "construction principle" and "secret key" of the Tower of Stygian Dust.

The key is not listed for the time being.

As a large database, the Tower of Stygian Dust does not rely on the Wraiths to carry its data from all directions.

In Megumi's words, it's "downloaded from a distance."

Naturally, this also uses the means of transmitting information over long distances.

And this is also not achieved by the black earth of the underworld, that is, the spirits of the underworld, but by the heavenly galaxy.

Those are the "cloud servers" of the underworld.

Or rather, it has a more affectionate name:

Magic Web.

It is a network that has only been built by the souls of countless wraiths gathering together and running non-stop.

Naturally, McKala can't use the magic web in this way, but he can refer to this idea to solve practical problems:

For example, the modeling of Nibra City and a series of characters and plots in it have been constructed, but the "copy file is too large" to transmit to those who need it.

To make sure everyone has a "local file", they have to be promoted to at least level 5 and be a spellcaster in the intelligence department.

So, what if there was an individual with a strong soul, or a group of individuals with a strong soul but who didn't need to use their mental power on a daily basis, to "load" it?

Isn't this a cloud server?

In order to solve the problem that the soul strength of the local people is too weak to load big data modeling, get a soul as strong as Loulton and Quercous as a server, decompress the copy file in the TA's mind, and then build a copy, present it in the form of a dream, and then let others access this dream, wouldn't it be alive!

It just so happened that they found the orc giant baby of Sorins Peak, and the largest giant baby of all, Sanchi.

So, the idea was born.

Originally, Heine was worried that Sanchi alone, no, one bird was not enough, and planned to let those orc giant babies join in.

But now it seems, more than enough!

After all, the latter's soul was inherited from a piece of the wreckage of the god of war, does this strength still need to be questioned!?

As for Sanchi's mental power loss, this can be paid for with McCalla's surplus yuan.

Anyway, as a soul body, his soul is growing every day, and his spiritual power is recovering every day.

At the same time, the information from the copy can also help him receive information from the outside world and prepare for the early step out of his swaddling clothes......

Without a doubt, it's a win-win-win deal.

McCala wins three times!

(End of chapter)