Chapter 137: Stick to the Lonely Spirit
The construction of the scientific research and testing base is underway in an orderly manner.
When all the items were transported from the flying ship to the ground and everyone was ready to stand by, Jin Yu gathered them all together.
"Because I have told you all the things I should say on the ship before, so there is no other reason for this gathering, just an additional law is announced."
Jin Yu stood in the air wearing a white papal robe and said loudly, with a cloak behind him, and there were a lot of officers and soldiers in front of him.
"Below this rotten wood, there is a tombstone." She waved her right hand and pointed to the inconspicuous wooden board standing under the tree.
Her eyes swept over everyone present with majestic gaze, then raised the scepter over her head, shining brilliantly.
"In the name of this stick, the tombstone shall not be allowed to enter within 10 meter of it, nor shall it be blasphemed or touched. If anyone violates this law, he shall be killed without mercy!"
"Can you understand the king's intention?" Jin Yu dropped the scepter and pointed it at all the people present, his voice loud and imposing.
"We obey our order!"
In an instant, everyone knelt down on one knee, put their hands on their shoulders, bowed their knees, and dared not look directly at them.
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Nangong and I slowly fell against the blue smoke in the morning and night. What appeared before us was a small house made of thatch and stone, and the smoke came out of the chimney of the house.
"Sure enough, my speculation is correct. Although this valley was not open to the outside world before, the indigenous people existed!" Nangong Zaye looked at the scene in front of him excitedly.
Although it is just a small house, not a settlement or a village, it is enough to prove that there were indeed people living here before it was opened.
"Knock, knock." Out of politeness, I stepped forward and knocked on the old wooden door. It seemed that the people who lived here had been staying for a long time.
But unexpectedly, there was no answer and no one came to open the door.
"Don't worry, the corpse is still rising, it means there must be someone inside." Nangong Zaye stood beside me with a confident look on his face, "Maybe it's just that your sincerity is not enough. Have you heard of it when visiting the cottage three times?"
Although there is a lack of common sense for this world, those familiar literary works can still be found in my memory.
"You mean, let me knock a few more times?" I looked at Nangong Zaye beside me and said in confusion.
"Yes, think about it, the people here may not know that those monsters have been destroyed by you, so they may be afraid for no reason who was knocking on the door." Yaye glanced at me and said with a sneer.
As soon as Nangong finished speaking, the closed old wood suddenly opened in front of me.
"Is what you just said true?!"
A farmer in a very primitive dress rushed out, pressed my shoulder, and burst into tears.
"Ahhhh...that was not what I said, it was what she said." I was a little scared for a moment, not knowing how to reply to the emotional farmer in front of me.
But he didn't seem to listen to my words, but instead held the force of his hands even harder, "No, no, no, is that girl true that you have wiped out those demons?"
Ah...is it true?
From the perspective of others, this thing that seems to be a bit great is indeed what I do. But from my perspective, I am just a dish that paddled the whole process.
But it would probably be even more troublesome if I had to explain to them about Elise.
"Yes, that's right." So I admitted shamelessly.
Hearing my affirmative words, the farmer immediately knelt heavily in front of me. The sound of his knees touching the ground was so loud that I even made me wonder if he had broken his bones on his knees.
"Sure enough, indeed so. I said why the surroundings suddenly became brighter today? It turned out that the savior came to save us!"
The farmer laid his head on my feet, bursting with tears of joy and tears of joy.
"Uh... um." I scratched my head and asked him a question, "Why are you the only one family here, and the other residents?"
The farmer heard the words, raised his bad face full of liquid, and looked at me with a cry and laughter, "The other residents live in the settlements deep in the valley. I am the only one here because I want to keep my wife here."
When he talked about his wife, tears flowed down his face.
"Ah...his wife is probably one of the piles of corpses." Seeing his sadness flowing so much as a river in the morning and night, Nangong put his mouth to my ear and whispered.
"Hey, don't talk nonsense, it's so bad if someone hears it." I was concerned about the NPC in front of me whose mood changed like a playing card, and I could only make a booing gesture to the morning and night.
"It's okay." The farmer obviously heard the whisper to me early and night, but didn't say anything. He just wiped the tears from his face and said, "My wife died miserably, and of course I am quite conscious."
"But now that the two young heroes have helped me complete revenge and lifted the clouds in our valley, I naturally can't say anything except thanking me." The farmer wiped away the tears and tears on his face, stood up and bowed to us.
"I really thank you, but I can't repay you in the next house." The farmer's face was full of guilt, and it could be seen that his guilt was sincere.
Seeing his look of revenge, I felt inexplicably happy.
"It's okay, we don't need any reward from you." Nangong walked up early and patted the farmer on the shoulder, "You just need to tell us how to go to the human settlement you just mentioned."
When the farmer heard this, he raised his head with great energy.
It can be seen that he is very concerned about the "repaying kindness" and is also happy that he can come in handy.
"No problem, let me help you mark the map." He took the map in our hands, and then began to draw marks on it, stroke by stroke.
"Yes, since you are going to the settlement, there is something to give to you." As if suddenly remembering something, the farmer stuffed two maps back into our hands and plunged into the room.
There were endless sounds of rumbling through boxes and cabinets in the room. Nangong and I even wondered if he was preparing something like "a letter to everyone in the village".
"Okay!" A loud voice drifted out of the house, followed by the farmer holding a ring in his hand.
The farmer ran to me in three steps, and then solemnly stuffed the ring into the palm of my hand.
"This is my token. When you arrive in the settlement, as long as you show this thing, they will not be hostile to you." The farmer said with a simple smile.
Looking at the farmer's straightforward eyes, satisfied smile, and respectful expression in front of me, I couldn't help but think of something.
Chapter completed!