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Lloyd had no intention of stopping other people's plans, on the contrary, he was still thinking about whether he could take the opportunity to help Valdés as 'himself'.

If you can really get Valdés at a critical moment, coupled with the relationship of the Supreme, you will definitely be able to successfully earn him into the gang and start your own money-making plan.

That's why Lloyd promised to come down earlier.

Of course, the premise is what Valdés wants to do, don't go too far, don't make any angry and resentful work.

"That's it for today."

As Lloyd prepared to leave, he swept away the screen in front of him and reached out to poke the tentacle grass in front of him.

Tentacle grass hurriedly held his fingers, rubbed them a few times, and then waved another tentacle as if to say goodbye to Lloyd.

I feel like this thing is getting more and more well-behaved......

Lloyd smiled, clasped it with the glass cover, and left the [Mind Realm] and returned to the present room.

He turned his head to look at the slightly crowded bedside table next to him.

Three pieces of ancient scrap, a craft-grade revolver, a business card, and a small cake.

"I'll have to get a bigger bedside table when I get back......"

Lloyd muttered to himself, picked up the revolver again, and played with it, feeling a little in love.

The workmanship and feel of this thing are really comfortable, and the counterweight is just right.

I believe that with it, I can also become a sharpshooter with a hundred shots, rather than a master of human strokes.

Back then, he was also a skilled marksman, often hitting terrorists with bursting sniper rifles around the world, causing everyone to be jealous and voted out of the server.

He also worked hard and practiced his skills hard, and finally won the 500 rank.

Therefore, compared to a sword, a gun is more suitable for a progressive young man with a higher education!

I wonder which monster will be lucky enough to experience his marksmanship tomorrow?

Lloyd mentally reminisced about the past, and tried to turn the gun in his hand after imitating the sharpshooter in the movie.

Boom~

The gun fell to the ground, which made him feel distressed for a while, and he quickly picked it up, wiped it, and put it back in the storage bag.

Then he picked up Valdés' business card, looked at the contact address on it, and put it away.

Then, while eating the small cake, he weighed the ancient scrap iron in his hand and pondered how to use it.

At first, Lloyd planned to make dumbbells for the little milk cat to exercise, but after careful weighing, he found that the weight was not enough, and it could not have an effective exercise effect, and it was three lumps, which could not be matched with a team, and could force obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

Anyway, I can't use it myself, and there are people outside who collect it, so why don't you sell it for money?

Lloyd thought differently.

But I'm a little unwilling, and I feel that it will be a loss, just like wasting a big guarantee in order to draw a new four-star character.

Let's think about it again and see what kind of structure it looks like inside.

Lloyd pondered, finished the small cake in a few bites, and then turned on the spiritual vision, and glanced directly inside the scrap metal.

The painting style inside looks a bit like the back of a computer motherboard, but it's not that complicated, and there are also groups of lines distributed, turning around, forming some patterns and textures that Lloyd can't understand.

These lines are also crooked, not so square, a bit similar to the structure of the ritual, but the difference is further, and there are many blurred and broken places, as if it is a female knight in the hands of the mine boss, I am afraid it really can't be saved.

However, the structure of this shell is quite strong, and it has rusted off the slag, but it is still strong and strong, showing the excellent material craftsmanship of ancient civilizations.

I remember that the Book of Truth said that this thing was made with ancient magic technology, and it sounds like it's a different set of steam and electricity than we have now, and it's another set of tech trees, right? Is it really a complete abandonment? It's a shame to feel weird......

Lloyd was thinking about the scrap metal in his hand, and suddenly he had a whim, trying to inject some spiritual power into the lines inside, to see if he could trigger any miracles.

The results are obvious......

And his spiritual power has been blocked by a sense of blockage, as if he is being rejected by a piece of scrap metal?

It felt subtle, like snow blocking the drain.

Well? Could it be ...... The ancient 'power of fighting' and 'power of demons' are not the same thing as the spiritual power of today?

That might explain why humanity today is abandoning the significantly more advanced technology of the past.

But this gives rise to another question, when the monsters are raging and the end comes, what are those strong people of the 'Three Stages of Fighting Power' doing?

Lloyd unfolded a series of gratuitous associations in his mind.

Suddenly, on another whim, he activated the square ring he was wearing on his hand, [Scenery Seen by Wisdom], to see what kind of color this thing would be.

As a result, the inside of this scrap iron actually showed a light blue circuit map.

It was the effect of his previous injection of spiritual power, although the spiritual power could not circulate in these lines, but it could wash over the surface and adsorb on the lines, which showed blue lines.

And these blue lines are very thin, as thick as a hair, and if you don't open the ring, you won't be able to detect it with your spiritual vision and inspiration alone.

After all of them turned blue, although the structure did not change, it allowed Lloyd to see the movement of these lines more intuitively.

He took a closer look, and then heard a panel prompt:

[Ding~Wrong Knowledge Fragment +1, Madness +500]

"Huh?"

Lloyd was stunned, he didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected surprise?

The panel of things that can't be managed by the "Book of Truth" can be managed, and the knowledge panel that can't be read by the "Book of Truth" can be read?

He hurriedly concocted the remaining two pieces of scrap iron.

[Ding~Wrong Knowledge Fragment +1, Madness +500]

[Ding~Wrong Knowledge Fragment +1, Madness +500]

Obtaining three pieces of knowledge in a row made Lloyd feel an itch in his head and grow his brain again.

He hurriedly looked at the extra things in his head.

In fact, it is a complex set of wiring diagrams inside the scrap iron.

All three pieces of scrap metal are 'end-of-life portable shield generators', and their internal structure looks the same, but each has its own damage.

After splicing and making up for each other, it is what Lloyd saw in front of him, but there are still some mutilations and blurs, and he has not been able to put them together.

This thing is really too broken......

I don't know if it's because it's incomplete, but what Lloyd knows so far is just such a pattern, and there is nothing extra, and he still can't figure out the principles and mechanisms of this ancient creation.

Need to put together an entire picture? Or find a 'Portable Shield Generator' in perfect condition?

But after this circuit map has been completed, there are more similarities with the rituals of later generations, although the gap is still very large, similar to the difference between the 'limited card pool' and the 'regular card pool' in the Krypton gold mobile game.

Anyway, it's all a 'card pool'......

But what made Lloyd care more was the hint of the panel.

What is 'wrong knowledge'?

Why does this knowledge also bring spiritual pollution?

He wanted to make a gratuitous association with his brain, but he immediately felt the warning of a strange intuition, which made him quickly retract his train of thought.

Merely...... In the past, whatever situation Lloyd encountered, it was all inspiration and strange intuition beating gongs and drums in his head, but this time only that strange intuition was a warning......

Lloyd could only sigh helplessly:

"In my short life, I have learned a truth, the more I study ancient history, the more I will find that human beings have limits......

So he lay down on the bed and slept peacefully.

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At this time, far away in a fairytale-style bedroom in the City of Pleasure, Elo was wearing cartoon pajamas, barefoot, and carefully opened the door.

Then a bent and curly hair slowly emerged from the side of the door frame, and then her blue and black heterochromic eyes.

Outside the room is the corridor on the second floor, which is a little dark, only an oil lamp at the end is emitting a faint light, but it can't dispel the darkness around it at all, and the whole corridor is still like the esophagus of a giant beast, I don't know where the darkness on the other side leads.

Eloro couldn't help but shrink her neck, still not daring to go out of the room.

Neither her father nor the strict Miss Celerida allowed her to leave the room while she was sleeping.

Eloro looked down at the octopus puppet in her arms again, and felt that the inside was exuding more power than before.

This power seems to give her some kind of inexplicable courage.

I at least ...... To go to the first floor...... No, it's to the top of the stairs!

Come on! Elolo, you can!

Eloro refueled herself in her heart, pursed her pink lips tightly, hugged the octopus puppet, and took the first step out of the room.

On her slender neck, a thin line appeared.

Eloro didn't notice the changes in his body, and walked cautiously to the dark staircase step by step with his naked jade feet.

She was so frightened that cold sweat soaked through her pajamas before she knew it.

She should have given up a long time ago, but there was a strange thought in her head, which made her stubbornly maintain the strength of her heart.

In this way, step by step, she walked into the darkness of the corridor.

At the same time, I silently counted the steps I had taken in my heart.

One

Two

Three......

She had counted carefully, and it only took 23 steps to reach the staircase.

Twenty-two......

Twenty-three......

It's here!

I did it!

Elolo was overjoyed that he had finally taken this most crucial step for the first time in his sixteen years of life.

Then, she reached out to reach for the handrail of the staircase.

But no matter how the delicate pair of soft wattles groped in the dark, they couldn't find the handrail in their memory......

Or rather, I couldn't touch anything......

Thanks to the glass beads in the glass bag for rewarding Everol with 100 points, which was used to buy a small dress.

(End of chapter)