The reorganized twenty Kirov airships did not return to replenish the ammunition, but instead turned the corner and flew towards Boston according to the established plan.

Originally Greenhill planned to return the Kirov airship carrying Pittsburgh survivors.

However, Mishan's concerns about those "beasty" stopped Greenhill's decision...

It’s not that I’m worried about contagion or something, but that since there is a bubble in this world, it’s better to have less than more things.

"Sir, are you worried about something?" Greenhill asked Mishan during the voyage.

"It's not so much that I'm worried about anything, but I hope not to add any settings in this wasteland world." Mi Shan said with a sigh.

It’s okay if aliens invade, but it’s bubble and Shiba Inu Blood God.

Is this the world originally like this, or is it because of Mishan's time travel?

Although I didn't understand what Lord Mishan was saying, I realized that Mishan was very confused about this issue, and Greenhill was very obedient and did not continue to talk.

Standing next to Greenhill, Mi Lin, who looked like a good baby, touched the collar around her neck.

This thing that looks very interesting is not for fun, but was created by Greenhill to close and straighten out the "demonic power" in Mi Lin's body.

For Azeroth residents like Greenhill and Jiajia, the gift of the Blood God is not considered "devil's power"

On the contrary, it has a feeling of the power of rules that is almost used by Titans.

But Lord Mishan said that this is "devil's power", so he labeled "devil's power".

Whether it is the "Devil's Power", "Holy Light Power" or other powers, they all require long-term targeted training to be used very skillfully.

The problem that Mi Lin encountered was that she suddenly gained too powerful power compared to her, but she could not control it accurately.

Coupled with the special attributes of this power, Mishan has no place to throw Mi Lin into the "eternal battlefield" or "bloody battle territory" and take some time to learn to master this power.

So Greenhill made this collar, allowing Mi Lin to gradually learn to use this power.

You can use as much as you can control. When this collar falls off Mi Lin's body one day, it means that Mi Lin has become a qualified blood god demon.

However, the shape of this collar... can be made into a bracelet or other decorations.

Unexpectedly, a great and upright paladin like Greenhill had such evil tastes.

Mi Lin, who was "enslavery", looked at Sister Greenhill's head and his eyes changed.

"This is to let Mi Lin understand his mistakes and let you live up to you, sir." Greenhill explained seriously.

"Uh...this topic..." Mi Shan, who didn't know how to evaluate it, felt nervous for no reason.

"What happened, sir?" Greenhill, who also noticed Master Mishan's feelings, asked hurriedly.

Mi Lin also showed concerning eyes, and a red light appeared on the collar around her neck, proving that some of the power in her body was ready to move.

That palpitations came quickly and went quickly.

Mi Shan, who didn't even know whether he was an illusion, could of course not answer their questions.

At this moment, the voice of the political commissar Otom, who was responsible for leading the team to navigate, rang out in the room:

"My Lord, the fleet has arrived in Massachusetts, and it is still four hours away from its destination Boston."

After hearing Ottom's report, Mishan's first reaction was that the Kirov airship was still so slow.

Immediately afterwards, I was attracted by the name "Massachusetts".

"Wait, Massachusetts?" Mishan asked in a suspicious tone.

Political Commissar Otom, who was in charge of navigation on another airship, was stunned for a second after hearing this and answered:

“Boston was the capital city of Massachusetts before the war.”

"..." Recalling, it seemed that it was true. Mi Shan was silent for at least half a minute before asking in a very subtle tone:

“Is there a place on the map called Miskatonick University?”

If it weren't for Bubble and the existence of Guo Weizhi Mining Company, Mishan would definitely not have thought of the famous Mida after hearing the place name "Massachusetts".

Although he didn't understand why Mishan raised this question, Political Commissar Otom still obeyed and spent some time looking for a university called "Miskatonik" from Incree's archives.

For some reason, programmers in this world have not invented a portable search system.

It took several minutes for the Political Commissar Otom to find the result, which gave Mi Shan a feeling of changing time flow rate.

When the world is inevitably distorted due to changes in time flow rates, Ottom's report brings Mishan back to reality:

"My Lord, the information shows that there was indeed a seminary called "Miskatonik" in Arkham Town, Massachusetts before the war."

Ottom's report made Mishan feel relieved.

Well, now we can be sure that under the influence of bubbles, this world does have a complete Cthulhu mythological system.

Unlike the World of Warcraft where Azeroth is located, the designers choose to pay tribute and their own magical style.

The Cthulhu mythological system has completely become a different person in World of Warcraft.

"Is there anything wrong with that university? My Lord." I wondered why Mishan became interested in a seminary that was not very famous before the war, Political Commissar Ottom asked.

"No problem, just bypass there..." Mi Shan suddenly felt that maybe the aliens were scared away.

The more confused Political Commissar Otom ended the report without saying anything.

Then Greenhill and Mi Lin asked what was going on in that university. As Mishan’s game characters, they knew very well that their masters could not mention a certain area for no reason.

Compared to Greenhill, he is more curious and prepared to deal with it. Mi Lin, who is from this world, is more concerned about what is going on, which makes Mi Shan’s father care so much.

"There is no big problem, it's just some things left by the bubble..." Mi Shan said in an uncertain tone.

"The Ancient God?" Greenhill felt a feeling of emotion in his tone (why are the tentacle monsters again).

"Don't worry about that for the time being. Since nothing happened in two hundred years, I guess nothing strange would happen if I didn't take the initiative to contact me." Mi Shan said strictly abide by the rules of "There is no need to know secrets, it's best not to delve into it" that Cthulhu's worldview has always followed.

"Sir, are you just letting the power of the ancient gods entrench there?" Greenhill still remembered Lord Mishan's attitude towards the Twilight Hammer Church and asked curiously.

"No...there is different from the Twilight Hammer Church, or it should be said to be completely different." Mishan shook her head and explained: "If the Miskatonick University in this world is really the image I remember."

"Their style is closer to the Guardian, to prevent the Guardians who have too much impact on the world by the ancient gods or external gods."

"So that's it." Greenhill looked like he understood.

Mi Lin blinked his confused eyes. The new blood god demon had no idea what Mi Shan's father and Sister Greenhill were talking about.
Chapter completed!