Me! The villain! Money!
The skeleton is eroded by time, and the brittle bones break easily. The gender of the skeleton is difficult to identify, but even in death, this person still protects the child in his arms.
The bloodline members just glanced at it and ignored it. Rex took the initiative to go out to investigate the situation, and Orih led people to check the house. Only the young man stopped and looked at the skeleton quietly. After a while, he suddenly said: "We should bury them."
Ollie looked at him in surprise. Only the living can continue the race, and few people pay attention to those who have died in a foreign land. Bones are ominous and sometimes even bring pollution.
"It's not necessary. No one will care about it."
"I care."
The young man bent down and looked at the baby, his voice a little slow.
"It's not easy to live in this world, so the dead should always have a place to rest. This is not the wish of the dead, but of the living."
The dead no longer grieve. But the living still have to continue to suffer, cry, struggle, and survive. It's just that life is too hard, so they become numb.
The black fog will devour the soul, so what's the point of burying them? The dead will not rest in peace, and people don't have the energy to commemorate them one by one.
As Orihir listened to what the other person said, he felt as if what he described was really good. In the story he told, if someone died, there would be someone in this world who would remember that person had been here.
There was a moment of silence, and finally Rambo made a decision: "If we bury it outside, it will be dug out. Let's just bury it inside the house. It's all mud anyway."
Mason came to his senses and inexplicably felt that he was a bit nosy. He touched his nose and said okay.
He just thought it looked really pitiful.
A small grave was built in the empty house. When Ricks came back, he was confused: "Why is there an extra grave?"
The middle-aged man coughed, and he immediately responded, reporting seriously: "I went out to take a look, and it seems to have landed in the buffer zone near the Viscount's territory."
"Buffer zone..."
The logistics personnel opened his box and took out a...
...a small mechanical mapper.
Silver coating, pure electronic touch screen, built-in 3D modeling, and voice control.
Mason: ...
The long-lost conflict of technological views has swept in again, constantly beating the precarious worldview. When the trio began to discuss which path was safer, Mason finally couldn't help but ask: "Where did this come from?"
The three people who were discussing this stopped and answered in confusion: “We bought it.”
"Of course I know it was bought..."
The red-haired young man took great pains to organize his words, unable to conceal the confusion and disbelief on his face: "But where did you buy it from?"
"Mechanical City."
——A familiar answer.
Who built the Mechanical City? If the world has already popularized machinery, why is daily life still so backward?
As Mason's expression became more and more confused, Ricks realized belatedly that there was an old man here who had long gone to serve the World Tree. He hesitated to speak, his face full of incredulity.
"You don't even know this? What era are you from?"
The little girl glanced at him unhappily and said, "Don't say bad things about Aurelius. He's trying so hard!"
Thank you, Olivia, but if I remember correctly you were calling me a country bumpkin a few days ago...
"I didn't say I wouldn't tell him! Forget it, since you're curious, I'll tell you again."
With Rambo looking at an elementary school student, Mason finally officially started his first lesson in this world.
"The Mechanical City is actually the civilization before the Black Mist."
Ricks squatted down, and his first sentence left Mason with a lot of questions.
"The Mechanical City at that time was a technological school. They advocated the development of advanced machinery and had many engineers. With their high level of machinery and output, they once became the mainstream of the century. But just when they were most proud, the black fog descended."
"More than 90% of the machines have undergone mutations. They are also the first to be mutated... maybe we can call them living things. After all, the creations of the Tech School are intelligent. They caused the first disaster, spreading the black mist all over the world. As a result, the Tech School declined, leaving only the Mechanical City. This disaster was used as a warning by people later on, and was called the Mechanical Disaster."
"During this process, various civilizations that were originally suppressed by the school of science began to shine again. Gradually, humans also began to mutate. Those who did not become monsters but had powerful strength were called bloodline people. This was the origin of the first noble association."
Mason felt something was wrong the more he listened: "... Wait, how many civilizations are there besides the Mechanical City?"
Rex listed them all: "The churches of various gods must be included, the Knights' Guild and the Magicians' Guild must be included, as well as elves, dragons, dwarves, goblins, mermaids, and sirens..."
...What kind of clay world is this? It has nothing to do with the world of black mist, right? Mason's eyes went dark after hearing this: "Where are these civilizations now? I've never heard of them."
Rambo squatted beside him, adjusting the instrument in his hand, and said nonchalantly, "He's dead."
"The churches were originally fighting each other. At that time, the God of War started a war among gods. When the gods were fighting the most fiercely, the black fog came. The already weak gods gradually died in order to protect the believers. The most powerful God of the Sun and Goddess of the Moon were also the last to die. After their death, the sun and the moon were alienated, and the world was forever bathed in pollution."
"But all the gods left behind a portion of power, and after mixing, the omnipotent God was born, the only God that exists now. When He appeared, the chaotic church at that time gained the ability to clean up the pollution, and the bloodline blessed by Him would become very stable. From then on, the church rose to become one of the two major forces alongside the Noble Association."
"As for other races... heh."
"The world before the Black Mist was full of magical elements, but the Black Mist swallowed everything. Those stronger than humans could not adapt to the sudden change in the environment and could only perish or become part of the Black Mist. Some of them merged with humans. Those who were more adaptable than humans did not have the level of civilization of humans, so they gradually disappeared. By the way, you also know one of them."
The middle-aged man reminded: "Blood clan."
So this is how the vampires became extinct... Mason thought thoughtfully, it was just like the dinosaur extinction, except that this time it was humans who survived.
"In fact, I suspected before that you might be a vampire hybrid, but you don't need to drink blood, which is different from the records. In short, in summary, there are only two major categories in the world now: black mist and humans, and even humans——"
Rambo glanced at the people present, leaving nothing to be said.
Isn't it gradually changing?
Before you said that, I really didn't think that this world was so amazing... Mason was in a trance, and in his trance he thought of another question: "Since there are Mukuraji ammunition, why don't ordinary people learn how to use it? If everyone becomes a member of the fight against the black fog, mankind will not continue to shrink into one place."
“…”
The three of them looked at each other, and Rex pursed his nose. As the highest-ranking official and the Duke's confidant, he did know more information than ordinary people.
"Well... actually I have tried it. This is not a secret in the association. It's just that only those with a title and a territory know it. Only those with bloodline can control mechanical weapons."
"Originally, there was a very powerful country. It was a very democratic country... The king was wise and the people were united. They believed that ordinary people could also protect their homes, build warehouses and train troops like the bloodline people. Then..."
"The country disappeared into the black mist."
NO.5, the disappeared country!
Their disappearance is actually related to this incident!
No wonder he had only seen bloodline warriors use technological weapons, and no wonder ordinary people were so afraid of the black fog. They had no weapons to arm themselves, which was equivalent to standing naked in the snow, facing the attack of the blizzard.
The bloodline people can only rely on themselves to support the entire human society. But how many of these bloodline people are there? Absorbing new bloodline people is bound to increase the overall pollution level of mankind, and not absorbing them will lead to a steady decline in the face of the black fog.
The powerful force and thinking make the difference between ordinary people and bloodline people like a world of difference. Even if there is a beast walking beside you, it will make people scared, let alone the unstable bloodline people?
For the latter, the title is not only an obligation, but also a means: for unstable bloodlines, a certain price is paid to stabilize their situation. The powerful bloodlines will yearn for promotion and take the initiative to participate in the fight against the black fog. Among them, the stable and powerful ones will gradually join the decision-making level.
Mason's brows furrowed more and more, and he suddenly thought of the two men with wooden warehouses he met during his night patrol.
"But in the room where the murder took place, those two people clearly brought Mukura..."
The man was silent for a moment, then said vaguely, "Except for humans who have been contaminated."
The message revealed in this alerted Mason. Why were the contaminated people excluded? What was the difference?
…The difference is pollution.
He suddenly realized this.
Whether they are bloodline people or polluted people, the only difference between them and ordinary people is that they themselves are already polluted!
That is to say, in this world, Kimura... no, technology will bring pollution?
So why does the mechanical city still exist? Why didn't it disappear? Why do humans still use science... There is no need to ask the last question. Without tools, humans really cannot fight against the harsh biological environment. Since the wooden warehouse has been built and has been polluted, it would be a waste to not use it.
There was a moment of silence as the huge amount of information was digested. The logistics worker, Mr. Rambo, stood up first, and the instrument in his hand lit up blue light, projecting a small map in the air.
"We are now in the buffer zone. This is the buffer zone set up by Earl Ya'an a hundred years ago, but now it has been swallowed up by the black fog. Coupled with the inaction of the current Viscount, um..."
Rambo thought for a few seconds, stood up and announced: "No danger, let's go."
He was not deliberately confusing them. There were bloodline members who were best at group combat, bloodline members who were best at commanding group combat, bloodline members who were best at stealth and infiltration, and… I didn’t know how to describe them but they were definitely very strong.
In a place like this, why should we move forward cautiously?
“Yeah!”
Ollie shouted happily and took a handful of candies from her pocket and stuffed them into her mouth. The candies were as red as blood and as white as pearls, and the girl's eyes turned blood red almost as soon as they went down her throat.
Her skirt bulged strangely, as if there was a huge bubble bulging underneath. From under her skirt flew many mosquito-sized girls wearing red skirts, buzzing towards the door.
No, that's not a skirt.
In Mason's perception, they were pieces of red blood, the source of which was his own blood.
He finally understood why Ollie was so concerned about him today. She took back the blood-sucking Ollie in the basement. He didn't notice it at first because of his low HP. But the talent time should have passed long ago, right? The strengthening time is limited.
While his mind was wandering, Olihe took the initiative to report.
"I have found the way. Follow me."
Noticing the young man's gaze, she smiled back sweetly. Her eyes flashed with pride and anticipation of praise that she hadn't noticed. Mason subconsciously touched the girl's head, sensing her slight excitement.
Just as he felt that he was connected to Olihu in the basement, Mason now inexplicably felt that he could command Olihu's original body and her new split.
...No, he had a feeling again. If he wanted, he could even control more bloodline people like Orih...
The girl led them out of the house, and even in the daytime, there was a hazy black mist floating here. Occasionally, a shadow flashed in the swaying wind, always alert to attacks near the road. Every time Mason saw a little Olivia fly by, his heart became heavier.
Finished...
With this development, how can he think that he is the real villain...