"According to my research, this door should be opened with a key. As long as you get the key, you can easily push it open." Nigris said bravely.
This should be a door that can be opened like a magic pattern and requires certain authentication methods. This authentication method is the key. Unfortunately, who knows what kind of authentication method it uses?
So if you can't open it, it has nothing to do with you. What key others use is not in the category of 'knowledge'.
In fact, Negris has long regretted it. When he was bragging, he used the word "omniscient", which was originally a trick to deceive believers, because believers who believe in the God of Knowledge will never ask those inexplicable common sense questions.
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So when he saw that Ange had a small skeleton, he blew it and unexpectedly fell into the pit.
Zaobada, he is the God of Knowledge, not the God of common sense, nor the God of current events. It is sealed and has no access to believers for more than a thousand years. How can he know what happened?
Just when Nigris was thinking about his annoyance, Ange pushed the wall with his left hand, and the wall fell inwards.
"???" Several big questions popped up in Nigris' mind: "What's going on? Isn't it locked? Is it so easy to push it open? Is your hand that passes through the world the key?"
Ange tilted his head and waved in confusion, but the wall turned up again, blocking the corridor.
This time, he pushed against the wall with his right hand and did not move at all.
Nigris also stepped forward and pushed a few times with his little paws, but couldn't push it. The rest of the people took turns, including Luther who came a step later, and tried to push the wall.
It was finally determined that only Ange's left hand could push it. There is no doubt that the boundary hand is the 'key' to open the control tower.
"I knew that the soul network and the godhead are all in you. The last successor of the empire, you are really lucky. No, am I not alive too? Why don't I inherit the empire's legacy? Is it because of me?
Not an undead creature? This is discrimination, this is discrimination." Nigris thought angrily.
The decoration in the control tower is very simple, very simple, very simple, well, just empty and empty.
There is only a row of skeletons next to the corner. Judging from the decayed fabrics on their bodies, these skeletons were all alive and then died here. If they were skeletons during their lifetime, they would not wear clothes. If they were corpse witches, their corpses would not decay.
Osteogenesis.
"These should be the former control tower operators. The world transfer station suddenly stopped, the door was closed, and they were trapped here until they died." Negris guessed.
Luther, who came a step late and missed the battle, asked somewhat depressedly: "Why do we need so many people in the control tower? Isn't it just to control the teleportation array? What's so easy to control about the teleportation array? Can't we just activate the magic crystal?"
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Nigris sneered: "I don't know. Do you know why this place is called the World Transfer Station? This is a rare plane transfer hub. It can transfer more than a hundred times a day, involving countless planes.
The coordinates, distance, weight, volume, type of goods to be transported, and the number of magic crystals required must all be strictly calculated, and even a small number of people cannot handle it."
Luther blinked. This was obviously beyond the scope of his knowledge and he couldn't understand. He quickly changed the subject and said: "There are so many people, why are there no tables and chairs? Aren't you tired of standing?"
Ange tilted his head, raised his left hand slightly, and with a swipe sound, a large number of tables and chairs rose up from the ground. One of them directly hit Luther's buttocks and lifted him up.
"Hey, the hidden table and chair are quite comfortable, eh~" Luther stretched and leaned back hard. The curve of the chair body curved as he stretched, providing the best support for his body.
It was so comfortable that he didn't even want to get up.
"Will it deform?" Nigris also jumped on a chair curiously.
As soon as he lay down, the chair conformed to the changes in his body shape. There was a hole behind his butt for him to place his tail. The backrest was indented just enough for his wings to overlap. There was even a bracket extending out to support his chin.
On top, reduce the burden on your neck.
"These things are amazing, aren't they? They are so comfortable that I don't even remember them. Are they sold somewhere? I want to buy a set." Luther adjusted the most comfortable position and swayed as he felt sleepy. When he almost fell asleep,
A strong electric current surged through his body, almost causing his soul to fly out.
Luther screamed and jumped up from the chair. When he landed on the ground, he couldn't stand still and was trembling.
Seeing others being unlucky, Nigris felt much better immediately and laughed loudly: "This thing is to make you work better, not to make you lazy. You know why they are all alive, right?"
On the other two chairs, the little zombies and angel skeletons were lying comfortably on them. The chairs were emitting electric sparks, but they were unmoved.
"Ange, how did you do that?" Nigris turned to Ange and asked. As it turned its head, the chair also rotated at the same angle.
Nigris was speechless. Isn't this too convenient? It's just for lazy people, which makes it a little tempted. If it had such a chair to lie on when it was still alive, it wouldn't be able to sleep every day? How could it be possible?
Care to spread knowledge?
Ange tilted his head and responded in an uncertain tone: "I seem to be able to control this place."
After speaking, he touched his hand, and a ball of light and shadow opened up. There were countless light spots on it, and each light spot was connected by faint lines.
"Plane coordinate system!? Wow, what a good thing, no wonder it's called the World Transfer Station. This plane coordinate system alone is enough to drive many forces crazy." Nigris clicked his tongue in admiration.
Luther approached the light and shadow curiously and asked, "What do you mean? Is it valuable?"
As his eyes focused on a certain light spot, the light spot suddenly became larger, and at the same time, a lot more information was presented to him. Subconsciously, he read out the information: "Marissas Fire Element Monarch Abyss,
Elemental plane, main species: fire element, specialty: fire magic crystal, ruler: Marissas, monarch level..."
There was a series of information at the end, which was too long, so Luther didn't read it out.
Ange listened for a while and suddenly asked: "Can I grow vegetables?"
"Ah? Planting vegetables? Can't."
"Oh..." Disappointed, Ange had already given this plane a big cross in his heart.
Nigris was very disdainful of Luther's question: "It's worth it? Haha, this is a strategic resource that even money can't buy. Do you still remember the delivery of the Holy Blade Army? The first time they relied on the coordinates you established.
The second delivery relies on the two specially trained Holy Attendants. If they have this coordinate system map, then they don't need the Holy Attendants, and they don't need you to establish the coordinates, so they can deliver it directly. You know what that means.
What are you wearing?
Of course Luther knew what it meant, and suddenly took a breath: "We can launch a plane invasion at any time?"
Nigris almost choked and looked at Luther in disbelief: "You are so angry that you actually want to invade others? Shouldn't you worry about whether others will have the same coordinate system?"
"Yes, would someone else have such a coordinate system and then secretly deliver it here? Do we need to strengthen the defense of the plane?" Luther asked.
"No, you already have the best defense. The Wind of Rest is the best defense. With it, who will invade this place..." Before Nigris finished speaking, a thought suddenly came to his mind, Lu
Se's expression changed, as if he had the same idea.
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Is it possible that the wind of rest is the plane defense arranged by the king?"
"It's very possible. Otherwise, why would this strange wind blow after the World Transfer Station stopped?" Nigris said.
"This..." The two of them were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. If they could create a strange wind that lasted for thousands of years and affected the entire plane as a defense, then the immortal king's methods were beyond their imagination.
At least in Negris's knowledge system, it is impossible to imagine how to achieve this.
"Maybe it's a coincidence, a coincidence." Nigris comforted himself.
Regardless of whether it is a coincidence or not, the Wind of Rest at least protected this plane from the destruction of external invasions, including this invasion of the Holy Blade Army. The Wind of Rest trapped most of them in the Ice City, otherwise all the way
Chase and kill, no one knows how many people who escaped from Ice City will die.
"What should we do now? Do we want to activate the teleportation array?" Luther asked.
"Start it? Can't you see that the dots above are all gray? Do you have the energy to activate it? This cannot be activated by thirty or fifty magic crystals. Do you have the magic crystals?" Nigris said.
"But isn't it activated here? Maybe it still has energy."
"More than a thousand years have passed, and this energy may be just enough to activate the main control room. I don't know when it will stop." As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow disappeared with a snap, the tables and chairs on the ground retracted, and the door
Turn it up with a breath.
Negris and the Angel Skull lost their support and fell to the ground.
"What are you talking about with your mantra mouth? What should you do now? If there is no energy, can the door still be opened? Will we be trapped here?" Luther said anxiously.
Ange waved and the door could be opened, but other things could not be activated. Ange fumbled around and found a place and pressed it, revealing a hole.
Ange turned out his magic crystals and poured them all in. All 1,500 magic crystals were poured in at once.
With a buzzing sound, the light and shadow of the plane coordinate system appeared again, and the tables and chairs on the ground also appeared.
"Sure enough, there is no energy. The world transfer station is a big energy consumer. A separate main control room is fine. To run the entire transfer station, more than a thousand magic crystals may not last a day. This does not include the need for transmission.
With the energy, the goblins sent 150 tons of food, but they received more than a thousand magic crystals from you."
Just thinking about the huge energy consumption makes people feel guilty, just like if they can afford a magic crystal car and cannot afford the magic crystal.
"Is this... so much? Our teleportation array only costs more than ten yuan each time." Luther said in shock.
Nigris was too lazy to respond to him. The goblin who could only teleport one goblin, or the one who curled up, dared to call a teleportation array?
While they were chatting there, Ange never stopped, because a large amount of information was constantly being transmitted to his soul. As long as his attention was focused on it, some information would immediately be transmitted to him, telling him what function this had.
Such as delivery, transmission, detection, projection, etc.
It's so pitiful that Ange is just a vegetable gardening skeleton. How can he know so much? This information came in like a math book, making him look confused.
Especially after investing in the magic crystal, it may be because the energy is sufficient, more functions can be operated, and more information can be obtained. Among the large amount of information, Ange can only understand two: running and shutting down.
Ange thought for a moment and pressed close.
Snap, everyone sitting on the chairs fell down again, the door closed, and the coordinate system disappeared.
"Why did it stop again? Did you run out of energy again? Wasn't it so fast? Ange, did you turn it off?" Nigris asked.
Ange nodded.
"Why, this is a world transfer station. Now that you have inherited the wealth left by the Immortal Empire, shouldn't you be excited and eager to explore all its functions? Why did you turn it off?" Negris asked doubtfully.
Angeli said confidently: "You can't grow vegetables."
It's a good thing that Nigris can't breathe, otherwise he would have to hold it all in one breath, and then turn it off just because he can't grow vegetables?!
"Then you dug it out again?!" Nigris shouted.
Ange tilted his head: "Curious."
Nigris immediately lost his temper. Well, the logic is self-consistent. He dug it out out of curiosity and turned it off because he couldn't grow vegetables.
After regaining his strength and calming down, Nigris suddenly felt that Ange was right. Because he couldn't grow vegetables, he had to shut it down. After all, there was no foundation in this world that could support the operation of the teleportation array. They didn't even have the problem of eating.
not solved.
As the God of Knowledge, Negris knows too many such examples. Many races or countries blindly build various wonders without solving their food, clothing or economy, leading to economic collapse, empire destruction, and genocide.
Being like Ange, who knows what is really important, is truly... Ahhhh, I can't make it up anymore, this skeleton just wants to grow vegetables!!
Just when Nigris jumped in anger, Ange suddenly sensed a distant call in his soul.
A call from afar? Ange tilted his head. The only thing that would call him from afar was silver coins, right?
The consciousness extended over, and sure enough, it was the goblin silver coin. The silver coin was hiding in the sewer at the moment, and there were noisy shouts outside, as if they were chasing something.
The silver coins were rotten all over, curled up in a ball and hiding in the gutter, muttering: "My lord Ange bless me, my lord Ange bless you..."
As he was thinking about it, he noticed something being projected onto him. Yin Coin whispered in surprise: "Lord Ange?"
Ange nodded. He didn't know how Yin Coin sensed Ange's nod. He continued to whisper: "Lord Ange, I was reincarnated successfully. It's a pity that I was thrown into a mass grave and my body was not well preserved. I died."
I got up and was seen by the villagers, who are now rounding me up."
After the silver coin was soul-searched, Ange snatched away most of his soul. After repairing it, he stuffed it back into his body and left it alone. Due to the projection across the planes, his power was too attenuated and he couldn't do anything.
Unexpectedly, Silver Coin was successfully reincarnated into a lich, not a zombie, but a wise lich. His luck was so good.
The goblin Clegg wanted to be reincarnated, but Felin only dared to give him a soul fire, and could not guarantee anything else.
However, his body was found in the quartermaster's private house. Because of the single line of communication, no one knew who he was. They thought he was a servant of the quartermaster's family, so the body was thrown directly into a mass grave. When he woke up, his body was already decomposed.
a lot of.
Silver Coin continued: "I woke up and found that I had forgotten a lot of things. I only remembered that Lord Ange rescued me, and then bought food and teleportation materials. However, I may not be able to complete the mission in this state. Those people are very fast.
They searched here and dragged me out and burned me to death. I'm sorry, sir, but I couldn't complete my mission."
"Why? Want to burn you?" Ange tilted his head in confusion.
"Undead creatures are heretics in this world, and they will be burned to death if they encounter them." Silver Coin said.
Ange thought of his scarecrow hat and said, "Is it okay to pretend?"
"Ah? Sir, are you talking about illusion?" Yin Coin asked.
Ange didn't know how to explain it, so he just stopped talking and directly cast the facial cleansing spell. The third-level facial cleansing spell cast on Yin Coin's body only had a tenth of the effect, but it was already able to
The place that caused him to rot healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Don't forget that Ange's magic power is restored very quickly, and it can be continuously delivered at a rate of two or three per second. The effect is not much worse than Lisa's face-to-face casting.
Yin Coin raised his hands in front of his eyes, watching in disbelief as his rotten palms slowly healed, and new flesh and new books grew. He exclaimed in a trembling voice: "A miracle, this is a miracle, sir, what kind of power is this?"
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"Pure face." Ange said.
"Clean your face? Clean your face?" Yin Coin murmured, and unknowingly, the light on his body became a little brighter.
The degree of power attenuation is different between the active prayer of silver coins and the passive reception. With the initiative of silver coins, the cleansing technique only weakens to about one-tenth, which is enough to burst out a weak light.
Under the illumination of these rays of light, the rotten parts of Yin Coin's body healed quickly, and even the dirt and odor on the clothes were purified. The originally smelly and rotten goblin slowly turned into a clean and fresh young goblin.
Yin Coin was overjoyed and said excitedly: "It turns out it's disguised like this, disguised as alive. It's great. Then I can go back to the Chamber of Commerce to take over the old things. The food is readily available. As long as I get the materials for the teleportation array, I can do it at a low cost."
The food can be sent there. However, the material for the teleportation array is difficult to obtain. It is a controlled material. If it is urgently needed, you can only spend thirty times more magic crystals to deliver it."
Food? Ange became energetic as soon as he heard about the food: "I have a teleportation array."
Yes, he has a teleportation array, which is also a world transfer station. Because he can't grow vegetables, he just closed it.
"Ah? That's great... But no, someone is coming." As soon as Yin Coin finished speaking, he heard someone talking outside the sewer: "Come two people and take a look in the sewer."