Chapter 216: Deep Sorrow (84): Confusion in the Ruins (Part 1)
"Yeah." Dak rubbed his head and slapped it hard a few times. After feeling a little more awake, he agreed:
"No matter which province we are in Crusted, you will see the remains of various old-fashioned churches. Some have been repaired, and some are still abandoned. But whether they are intact or in ruins, as long as there are human beings, they will be restored.
Come to worship and pray for God’s blessings.”
"After all, the harder life is, the more people need spiritual comfort." Wofya said with a slight melancholy.
Then, enduring the vague pain remaining in his abdomen, he piled together some dry wood that he had found before, lit some discarded paper with a windproof lighter, and ignited the hay at the bottom and the wood on top.
Not long after, a bright flame accompanied by the crackling sound of burning wood appeared in front of the two people.
Relying on the flames, some of the confusion caused by the thick fog finally dissipated.
"By the way, what time is it now, Wulfya? Also, why didn't I see Daniel? Where has he gone?" asked Duck, who leaned closer to the fire to feel the warmth.
"Now is..." Wulfya opened his sleeves that were a little hot, revealing a mechanical watch that had been used for many years. He wiped the gray fog on the surface, looked at the time and said:
"It should be 5:35 pm. It seems that we are almost close to the core of the dense fog area. We can't tell whether it's day or night. After all, everything is dim and gray.
"As for Daniel, he said that he felt like there was a god he respected here, and he wanted to worship it. It was... what was it called... Oh, by the way, 'God of the Forest' should be the first one.
No. 28. That god...it is said that he often transforms into our Crusted cat to provide guidance to [Hunters].
"I forgot to tell you, Dark Daniel's profession is a mid-level [Hunter], which is one level higher than your [Chaos Inducer]."
"He is also a professional? Why didn't you tell us before getting in the car?" Duck asked doubtfully.
"I guess I'm sorry." Wulfya smiled slightly and said:
"Those of you who control extraordinary power will have more or less arrogance in your bones. This is subconscious and not controlled by your thoughts. I told him that you went through the sequence group at 'Lei Ye'
The recognition of the card has become the upper-level profession [Causing Chaos], so he must be embarrassed to mention it.
"If you say that, it will always feel a bit like trying to do what you want. However, you must be hungry too. I heard from some superpowers in the federation that there are still a lot of suffocating 'sadness' in this thick fog. Although
The concentration is much lower than in the 'Bitter Relics', but if you are not satisfied with food and are in a state of hunger, it is easier to lose your mind."
After Wofya finished speaking, he took out an aluminum pot and grill from the trunk of the mechanical chariot, put a layer of asbestos net on them, poured some clean water into the pot, and put a few federal military
Cans produced from materials are thrown directly inside.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the pot and placed it on the fire. After covering the pot, he let the flames cook wantonly.
After a while, the water in the pot began to boil and surge, and the upward bubbles hit the lid, which was not very reliable.
boom!
After a crisp sound, the lid of the pot fell to the ground. Seeing this, Wofya quickly picked up the pot, fished out the cans with his bare hands, and put it aside until the temperature dropped to a level suitable for consumption.
"Iron Hands, Wulfya." Dark glanced at Wulfya and teased.
After all, there are very few people who can fish out cans in boiling water without getting burned.
"If you had more combat experience, you should be able to do better than me. However, if you use the magic source power, you can also do it." Wulfya raised his calloused hands and said:
"Condensate the magic power of the water system into ice and temporarily cover it between your hands. After entering the boiling water, the magic power will absorb heat until the can is taken out. This seems very simple, but if it is applied to combat, it will
Extremely difficult.”
"Oh?" Duck said curiously, looking up at Wulfya.
"When we were in the Waters Province ten years ago, our local guards and troops often had to fight against the 'Flame Heartless'. They would process burning liquid and ingested food into fuels such as methane through the organs in their bodies, and pass them through a
A series of complex chemical operations emit a high temperature close to that of a steel furnace." Wovya looked up at the blurry sky and said:
"Many of our people...including many brothers...died under the heat and flames, and among them there were many people with supernatural abilities who were skilled in using water-based magic power. Later, after constant fighting, we were able to
I have developed some ability to withstand high temperatures. But this is based on the destruction of the body, and is not the result of mutation or magic power."
"Say, Wovya, I'm hungry." Duck said, his stomach making a "loud" growling sound.
"Haha, these cans should be almost cold enough to open and eat. Don't go hungry here. Also, Duck, I suggest you choose the most familiar thing to take with you. When will you notice this?
This thing looks awkward to use, so I immediately used an 'inner rolled flower cigarette'." After Wofya finished speaking, he forcefully opened a can with a burned label and handed it to Dak.
Taking the can, Duck smelled the fishy smell of unconventional meat. Looking carefully, these were obviously military foods made in large quantities using high-yield, high-protein materials such as maggots or cockroaches.
It feels smooth to the touch, but when you eat it, in addition to the grainy texture that detracts from your sense of taste, it has a strong salty taste.
They must have considered that the taste of these foods would be a bit strange and difficult to swallow psychologically when making them. In addition, due to the lack of salt in northern areas such as the Extremely Cold Zone, a large amount of salt was deliberately added in order to maintain combat effectiveness.
"Although these foods are not delicious, they are indeed delicious here. Dak..." After Wolfya devoured a lot, he continued:
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If I can see the Crusaders expel the Lost, eliminate the 'Heartless', and start a restart era in my lifetime, I will be the most luxurious in Ice City.
Order a table of delicacies for you and me in the Putua-style restaurant, including sweet grape juice, blood-red honey, and cheese sent from the Nabsk Plain.
"At that time, I will entrust a tailor to sew an expensive dress for you and me, so that you can enjoy the dining experience that only the royal family of Putoa can get."
"I look forward to that day." Dak used the can slowly and said:
"By the way, Wovya, you haven't explained to me why I need to find something familiar to carry, and why I have to use cigarettes whenever it seems awkward."
"This... it's actually very simple to explain." Wofya finished eating the food in the can and kept some of the remaining fat in a military green cloth bag aside. He touched his mouth casually and explained.
road:
"Once the items you are most familiar with undergo some kind of change, you will definitely notice it quickly. This is formed subconsciously, so there will be an awkward and uncomfortable feeling. The 'sorrow' and harmony in this fog
The content of phantom substances is never low.
"When they start to erode your spirit, you usually don't notice it immediately. It's a gradual process. Some federal scientists refer to human wakefulness as the san value. As the san value decreases, you will start to have hallucinations.
, but the 'sorrow' in the mist makes all this seem very reasonable."
"In other words, they will change our perception of everyday things?" Duck asked.
"Yes, but it's not comprehensive." Wulfya nodded and said:
"Not only the cognition of daily things, but the cognition of everything. Just like, at first, you will not be able to distinguish the difference between red and blue, and then, you will think that it is reasonable for humans to have four hands. Then, you will
It feels perfectly reasonable for humans to grow horse hooves, bird wings, and spider arms, until you get lost in the thick fog, completely lost under the guidance of a series of misunderstandings, and either hurt yourself or go completely crazy."
"Sounds very...interesting?" Dak joked with a smile, but after seeing Wulfya's serious and angry expression, he stopped his smile and pointed to a "jewel" on his neck and said:
"That's it, the 'Silent Wolf Fang', the accessory I always carry close to my body. I got it from the Zine people. I forgot how. Maybe it was plundered when I became a 'Alien Monster'
Come on.
"However, its characteristics are also very obvious. As long as I touch it while the magic source power is surging, it will emit a dazzling red light. Moreover, there is a lot of flame power inside it, which can interact with my water source.
Resonance. I remember a wizard saying to me that it could also give me the power of a wolf in really critical moments."
"Yeah, not bad." Wulfya nodded in approval and said:
"If it no longer shows the characteristics of flames, or shows the characteristics of other elements, then it's time to use 'inner-rolled flower cigarettes'. Oh, by the way, 'sorrow' may also cause us to misjudge time.
, the fog here will further confuse us, so I set the alarm clock so that we can use the 'inner rolled flower cigarettes' within the specified time."
After putting the "Silent Fang" back into his clothes, Dak finished the rest of the canned food and handed the remains of the canned food to Wovya with the remaining grease.
Then, he rested against the stone next to him for about half an hour. Suddenly he remembered something, patted Wovya on the shoulder and asked:
"It must have been a long time since Daniel entered the main church, why hasn't he come out yet?"
