Chapter 107: Dividends / Che Che / Mihaila's Lecture Hall
We walked and stopped along the way, eating and drinking, and took some memorable photos with a camera that seemed to Gwen to be a Polaroid.
It took them another two days to get back to the Fellowship.
This is also what Gray Tower proposed...
The reason why this bear wanted to get in the car early was to go to a nearby lake to fish for delicious lake octopus.
There is also a honeycomb forest nearby, with a large amount of precious honey.
Gray Tower will definitely not be able to conquer the Beehive Forest alone, but are the two brothers Gwen and Mihayla kidding you?
Do you understand what a master is?
Even if the deputy captain faced off against these two men, he would be beaten to pieces!
Both of these two men are rare men who have the talent of a warrior, but do not have the one-to-one personality of a warrior.
The idea is prickly, that is the type on the shoulder..
The honeycomb forest is a tricky one. In order to still eat honey in the future, they used a method of stealing the honeycomb, soaking it in water and running away.
This is called sustainable development.
The hometown number is at the municipal level. Although it is a special town level, it is still dragged down by the returnee number behind it.
Therefore, the line from hometown to homecoming will not run on the main road all year round. It will run on a straight line for about two seasons, and the ice field has to be returned again.
With the obtained Utopia Honey, you can easily make delicious Utopia Mead.
The sweet but not greasy taste made Gwen unforgettable.
Exactly what Xiong Xiong said:
"Fresh honey, plus hot wine~I can blow the wind all day long!"
…
The decision to go back late was not just for laziness.
There are deeper considerations.
This question was asked by Gwen, who had a unclear view on this behavior.
"If we have to go back later, why are we in such a hurry to deal with the mind-stealing wolf?"
Looking at efficiency, their efficiency is very high.
But this efficiency combined with the procrastination of these two days is just an ordinary level.
But Huita said something very reasonable:
"Completing things quickly is called efficiency; procrastinating after completion is called cleverness. If Curse Blade knew that we could handle a commission of this level in half a day, do you think she would give you more commissions? And
The remuneration is good...but again, no matter how much you earn for the military, you still have to spend it, and the military will not give birth to children."
"Just being lazy."
"It's not called laziness, it's called planning one's life rationally. Relaxing one's mood is also a very important part of being a source of power, isn't it?"
Feel relaxed.
Mindless eagle.
Only such a source of power can display extremely terrifying fighting power.
…
Yudula's resentful energy flashed through his mind.
…
Gwen rubbed her left rib, and there was an unnatural purple-green patch on it.
Yudula was most likely a little short-sighted, and did not see clearly when she activated her ability. She used her ability in an 'attack' posture, so she did not stop Gwen's sword edge, but injured Gwen.
Gwen felt that it was nothing serious and left it alone. Her body was much stronger than that of normal humans.
Coupled with the nourishment of source power.
An injury of this magnitude only requires half a day's rest.
…
By the way, Mihaila's body was also injured.
When we took a bath together, we could see the bruises and bruises on each other's fair skin, as well as the wounds scratched by sharp objects and the marks of bullet wounds.
But Mihayla looked like she was used to it.
When he happily climbed onto the roof of the car and entered the car to get a drink, Huita said:
"Sure enough, breaking into the crowd is a dangerous job."
"..."
"Even the source of power like Mihayla was injured, and the big headless wolf. Do you think even a warlock like him would be seriously injured if he was slapped by it?"
When Huita said this, he said it from a relaxed and hindsight perspective.
Said with a 'death is common' attitude.
Gwen felt the warmth wrapping her body, looked up at the sun and falling snowflakes, but felt a little melancholy inside.
"Utopians...are really used to death."
said a gentle male voice in his mind.
——[Mr. Gwen, it is precisely because you don’t know whether you will live or die tomorrow that you want to enjoy today]
"Is this reasonable?"
——[It is not humans who pursue rationality, but machines. Unreasonableness is the normal state of human beings. This is what I think.]
"..."
Sure enough, I still can't adapt to Utopia.
…
After returning to the Fellowship, I don’t know what method Hui Tower used to contact people.
As soon as I got on the bus, except when I went to the "Bear Rest Stop" next to the bus entrance to rest and replenish potatoes.
The spark comes.
Wearing this brown leather trench coat that looks like cowhide, a leather dome hat favored by Utopians, trousers and leather boots, all in all, he looked like a serious person.
“What a harvest!”
He covered his mouth and said, a little bit girlish.
Then he stretched out his fingers in fascination and plucked the harvest in the van like a cat's paws.
"Thanks to Gwen and Mihira, they killed people fast enough and didn't let these guys use up these supplies."
…
A large amount of combat supplies were seized.
For example, there are many capsules that contain magic materials, as well as parchments that seal spells.
There are also some weird and bizarre potions that I dare not open for verification.
…
"Indeed, Mihayla also saw a very dangerous poisonous mist parchment from a guy. If that thing is released, both Gwen and I may be injured."
Mihayla seems to have some familiar characteristics, and she and Hua Hua became chatty immediately.
"That's really dangerous. Are you not injured?"
"No."
Mihayla smiled sweetly, just like a little girl asking for credit from her elders.
The words he said made Gwen hold back the words 'slightly injured'.
He glanced at the Gray Tower.
Huita also nodded seriously:
"No one was hurt."
He took a bath with the two of them. Naturally, Gray Tower had seen both Gwen's left rib injury and Mihayla's minor injury.
Huita didn't ask at that time.
Gwen thought he was embarrassed. After all, Gwen herself and Mihira did look relatively cute, and their skin was so white that it looked like sun marks.
But I didn't expect this to be the norm.
In Utopia, skin trauma is not called an injury.
"That's it. As long as you're not injured, let me make an estimate..."
Huo Huo took out paper and pen, and calculated quickly with the enthusiasm and passion that was completely different from the usual messy cats.
Swish swish——
snap——
Whoa, whoosh, snap!
Putting the cap on the pen as an end, Sparks had a shrewd look in his eyes:
"The valuation used to be around a thousand coins, but now it's at a premium. The valuation is about 1,400 military coins. If you want to sell it quickly, it's 1,200 coins. My service fee is 45 military coins. I'll pay you."
Give me a discount, just give me 50 pieces."
"Wow, you are indeed a reliable spark!" Huita rubbed his paws.
Then he suddenly reacted:
"That's not right! Why did you get an additional 5 military coins at a discount?"
"Benhui Tower, you have to take into account the recent popularity of the underground market. Everyone is selling their materials and gadgets. It is not easy to find a consignee. I also want my small share."
The sparks are shining brightly.
Huita looked as if his skin was numb: "Sukka, is your small share exploited from your brothers? Are you still a human being?"
"I'm Maomao?"
"..."
In the end, Spark was hired for 50 military charges.
Mihira and Gwen each paid half of the money.
It is useful to pay so much for processing fees. I don’t know where Sparks’ channels come from. He is always able to sell various materials even when the market is close to saturation.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this ability that Cursed Blade listed the other party as his first target to win over.
After finishing the account, Sparks got into the van and prepared to tidy up.
Hui Ta took out his small bag and gave each of Gwen and Mihayla five private rounds.
"Take it, if you really can't find the road on the way back, just take a taxi back."
The flesh on Huita's face trembled a little.
"So generous?" Gwen asked.
"Because neither of you guys seem to know how to study train routes..."
As soon as Huita finished speaking, Mihayla stood up proudly and said, "That's right!"
"What are you proud of?"
Huita covered his head with one hand and warned Gwen, who looked a little more trustworthy:
"Don't always call for a ride. Depending on how often you go out to call for a ride, if you don't call for a ride for a whole year, you can even afford to buy your own motorcycle..."
"Huita, are you going to call a taxi?"
"No barking." Xiong Xiong said proudly, "I am a very professional pathfinder!"
"What about your motorcycle?"
"..."
Hui Ta was held up without saying a word, his beard trembled with anger, and the flesh on his face also trembled.
…
After successfully bullying Gray Tower for a while, they got down to business.
"I'm going to have this van remodeled by my friends."
Huita's criteria for choosing a car are basically, 'This one has good brakes, that one has a strong accelerator, this one has a powerful cylinder, that one has a great feel - OK, let's go with that one which is the cheapest'
.
What stands out is playing around.
It’s not that this bear doesn’t know which cars are good.
But it shows a sense of poverty, so I will definitely choose the cheapest one.
This statement is not about an ash-spraying tower or something.
Rather, it means that among the many vans in the previous team of mind-stealing monster wolves, he selected the one that was the best and most likely to be transformed.
...but now you raise it because you want money, right?
Gwen looked at Mihayla and found that the other party was also looking at her, with the expression "Why don't you listen" in her eyes.
Listen to it.
Gwen asked:
"What do you want to modify it into?"
"Make it bigger!"
The bear suddenly became energetic and danced.
"Lengthen the carriage by 30%, widen it by about 12%, install snow shoveling armor, and make it easy to go up and down stairs. We installed the wooden bath above, and we changed the tent to a wooden one with better insulation and greater load-bearing capacity.
Cover it, add a stove and an upper and lower cargo room inside, and we completely transform the carriage below into a storage room, and at the same time create a simple sleeping room..."
Sounds good.
"But won't the load-bearing capacity be too great?"
"No, not at all! My friend's factory has imported a batch of iron wood. Oops, it's strong! But it's much lighter than the materials used in today's vans. If you want to run smoothly, two bears are the best.
At the extreme, a bear or an armored squirrel would do..."
"Sounds great, but how much will it cost the military?"
Xiong Xiong's expression suddenly became embarrassed.
He moved his mouth and then reported a number:
"Four hundred or so...four hundred or so."
"It's really expensive." Mihayla commented without mercy.
"It's too expensive." Gwen shook her head.
For the cost of 400 military coins, if she didn't ask for a commission from a rich woman like True Detective, on average, Gwen would have to do about three missions on her own.
Although the cursed blade is priced at 300, the price of 300 is only something that some scammers will actually spend.
Gwen's average charging level is still quite high, about 130 to 150 military dollars.
A commission often takes more than half a week, so it can be understood that it took Gwen about a month to modify the car.
but……
"It's better to change it."
Gwen said.
"That's right, it has been changed. Mihayla also needs a car!"
Mihayla also agreed with the attitude of "paying for it".
Huita was still a little downcast at first, but after hearing that the two were willing to pay, he immediately became lively again:
"Okay! I will definitely find someone to modify it properly so that we can use it next time. If you want the money, you can just go back and count it to me. I also have a good relationship there, so we can modify the car first and then pay for it."
Sparks poked his head out from inside the carriage. He had taken off his hat, and his cute cat ears twitched twice:
"Huita, you want to go to the depot?"
"Yes, but I need to help you put down the goods first..."
"Ah, it's okay." Huo Huo also helped first and then charged, "The store I want to sell these goods to is also next to the Bear Car Factory you often go to."
…
The two men went to the car factory.
Gwen and Mihaila ran to the parking lot at the door the next second.
Found a crazy Root...
This Root drove a tour bus with two seats in the back, pulled by a giant rat.
"Sir, we are going to Wuyuanren Apartment. Do you know the way?"
Gwen took on the task of communication.
Perhaps because his serious look was a bit cute, Mihayla next to him started to giggle.
Gwen elbowed Mihayla's waist, then reached out and grabbed her tail and pulled it out.
——Mihaila is a guy who can talk normally, but when negotiating with foreigners, others will think he is crazy.
"The Apartment of the Undestined Man! Ah ha! I know, I know everything!"
"..."
Gwen regretted not letting Mihayla come to contact the coachman.
Lute people, as long as they have anything to do with rats, all look like crazy people.
There is nothing we can do about it now. I take the initiative to take on the next responsibility...
"price is?"
"Four pieces! I will take you there if you have four private pieces! Hahahaha!"
"..."
Gwen obediently took out the bullet, it was given by Xiong Xiong anyway.
He grabbed Mihira, who seemed to want to negotiate a lower price.
…………
The gathering in Wu Yuanren's apartment was still quite lively.
Rich-looking people like Gwen and Mihayla were also stopped by many people to sell items.
The two of them didn't buy anything and returned to the base.
It’s not that the two of them are smart enough to spot most scams, but it’s because they don’t have any money with them at all!
There are only a few private coins given to me by Xiong Xiong in my pocket.
Privately made things are somewhat looked down upon by Yuanli envoys.
The quantity is less than a certain level.
You can’t buy anything good at all!
"Gwen, are you okay?"
"No."
"Then can you help me tidy up the room? I brought a lot of things here."
"don't want."
"..."
Gwen hugged her knees comfortably, nestled in the sofa, and took out the "Shad Folklore. 1. Horror Stories Under the Subway" that she had not finished yet. Mihayla, who was happy at first, ran over in anger.
I ran to clean up the room, and on the way I stepped on a rabbit-like cat's tail grass, which caused the cat's tail to scream, waking up the three cats who were sleeping during the day.
Later, because he ran too fast, he stepped on the cat's tail of the sleeping rabbit.
——Rabbit has been sleeping in the hall recently, and his room has been transformed into a studio.
"Meow meow!"
A deafening scream woke up the three cats who had finally fallen asleep again (it only took 0.3 seconds for the three cats to fall asleep again), and meowed dissatisfiedly.
"Mihaila! Be careful when you walk! If you step on the cat's tail again, I will fight with your life!"
To be honest, if you risk your life, even if you use the second form of Mud Cat Fortress, the rabbit cat will probably not be able to last two or three minutes in Mihaila's hands.
Gwen unconsciously raised her head to peek at the progress of the matter.
In Gwen's mind, Mihira's madness is just like the Curse Blade.
The reason why the rabbit dared to spray Mihaila was partly because he was angry when he got up, and also because the cat didn't know how crazy Mihaila was.
…will he beat up the rabbit?
...Well, if the rabbit is beaten, should I go up and help beat him... No, help pull him away?
...This cat deserves to be beaten.
Gwen's thoughts came to mind over and over again.
He already had an evil look on his face.
"..."
Mihira looked at the rabbit.
The dark gray eyes widened a little, which was quite intimidating.
Half a second passed.
Even the rabbit himself started to feel a little guilty and a little scared.
But I saw Mihaila showing an apologetic look:
"I'm sorry, sister."
"..."
It has to be said that Mihira is as powerful as a bear when it comes to tricks.
Seeing his expression, that weak look, and his appearance that was on the same level as Gwen and Sparks, Rabbit, Cat and Cat immediately became hardened. They puffed up their chests, held their hands together, coughed lightly, and showed a smile on their faces.
Bad cat smile.
At first glance, you can tell that there are 80 new people.
Gwen reminded:
"Mihaila, what's the name of the move you used to blow the brains out of that deputy commander-level mind-stealing wolf?"
Mihaila turned around, her expression a little surprised, as if she didn't know why Gwen would ask such a "non-technical" question.
Behind him, the expression of the proud rabbit suddenly changed, becoming pale and pale, like a marble sculpture.
"...It's not really a move, is it? It's just a matter of grabbing the flaw and blowing its head off. Well, didn't you see it?"
"I didn't pay attention."
Gwen felt quite interesting in her heart, watching the expression on the rabbit's face change rapidly.
"..."
Mihaila turned to look at the rabbit and asked as if she was a newcomer who had just joined the team:
"Well, if you are willing to forgive Mihayla, Mihayla can help you?"
The Rabbit's expression that had just relaxed was suddenly startled, and his lips trembled tremblingly. After half a second, he immediately forced out a smile:
"Oops! I just wanted to wake up and read a book! Mihayla, are you moving things?"
"Well, yes, Mihaila wants to move some props in. Generally speaking, it is a research tool to study the source of power factors..."
"Why don't you call me for help?"
Tu Xi patted his fleshy leg and said, "Why are you so outspoken? I need help from everyone."
Mihayla blinked, turned her head, and looked at Gwen:
"Gwen doesn't like helping."
"He is him and I am me. Ask the other people here, who doesn't know how enthusiastic I am? My attitude towards newcomers is well-known! Come on, where are these things going to be moved?"
The rabbit behaved almost like an honor.
Mihayla was naturally surprised and kept shouting that she was in the right place.
In this secret investigation team, the circus has a gray tower, the Tricky Brigade has a cursed blade, the handsome sister has a cursed blade and a red dog, the big cat has a rabbit and a dark cat, and there are even things that look like they can be played with...
All in all, it's a great place!
There are many playful and enthusiastic people.
…
Watching the rabbit who had been busy all afternoon running back to his room to sleep, Gwen asked Mihaila who was humming a little tune:
"You seem to like the atmosphere of our group?"
"certainly!"
"Huh?"
"It's very relaxed. It's not like other societies that are full of serious formalists."
"Have you ever hung out in other clubs?"
"Hey~"
Mihayla flopped back and sat on Gwen's sofa. The soft sofa bounced Gwen, who was lying on his side, up a little, and his thigh was rubbed a little by Mihayla's ass.
At the same time, a faint fragrance also came over.
This is the scent of Mihira's perfume.
The distance between the two people has never been so close.
"Of course Mihaila has been in other clubs, but the rules of other clubs are very strict and strict. Basically, as a club member, you need to do what they stipulate. Get up every day
Studying secret texts, discussing philosophy, and doing all kinds of formalistic things, this is the most ridiculous thing about modern societies. They think class can make people surrender."
Gwen closed the book:
"Really? I thought most societies were like secret detectives."
"The secret agents are the minority."
Mihaila straightened his legs, walked back, and was about to lie on Gwen's lap: "In the final analysis, the association still acts as a 'religion' most of the time. The larger the association, the more it is related to
It is a matter of course that religious orders are similar."
"I see."
"Why do you say it is so?"
"I'll just say what I want to say. Before, I considered whether to go to the March Sect to look for opportunities."
Of course what Gwen said was a lie.
Naturally, people like him would not choose to cooperate with the official background, especially a camp like the March Church that is said to have a 'ritual for detecting outsiders'.
But in the eyes of people in this world, the two major religious groups, March and the Sea of Illusion, are both good places.
Mihayla felt very regretful: "Why don't you go! Go, if you can become a member of the legal sect, with your qualifications, you will be reused there, but it will be much better than being in the secret investigation."
Probably they are familiar with each other.
Just tell each other.
"Mihaila is someone who has killed people in the cult for some special reasons, so it's not convenient for her to join..."
"You even told me this?"
"Hey, we have been together through life and death, and we met honestly in a steamy environment..."
"Huita also took a bath with us."
Gwen couldn't help but sigh, in this world, having been on the battlefield together is the real relationship between brothers.
Originally, the relationship between himself and Mihayla was never so close.
That is to say, after we went to the battlefield together, formed some tacit understanding, and easily killed a large number of pagan members, we now have the relationship where we can joke and make jokes.
"You haven't said yet why joining the March Order is a bad job?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mihayla looked at him with a strange expression, and her rat ears trembled.
After half a second, he said slowly:
"Gwen, now I'm really starting to wonder if you are some sort of young master or young lady who has never been on his own train before."
He stretched out his finger:
"In our world and on our trains, there are five levels of mysterious associations. Let me tell you all about them now. The lowest level is naturally a small association. An unpopular association is usually composed of four or five people who discuss rough mysteries.
A learning and thinking group.”
Hold out two fingers:
"The fourth level and the third level are the same class. The third level is the association of the temperance faction, and the fourth level is the association of the indulgence faction. The associations of these two factions are fighting endlessly. They are also the two most mainstream strata in the entire Utopia.
Although it is said that it is divided into the fourth and third levels, the status is basically the same. Originally, the indulgent group was the third and the temperate group was the fourth. But after the authorities came to power, the status of the cannibals will definitely decline..."
"It's understandable. Although no matter how good the management ability of the authorities is, it is at least a unified and complete regime. In the eyes of the authorities who have unified the entire Utopia, it is completely normal for the cannibalistic cult to be classified as illegal."
One thing Gwen is certain of is that the authorities must have reached some degree of cooperation with cannibal societies.
But that's a normal thing.
When it comes to seizing power, it's not that simple.
Taking the history of Gwen's previous life and the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, we can know that everything must be used when fighting for the world; but how to govern after winning the world is another matter.
It is understandable that the authorities would turn their backs and destroy cannibal societies.
In other words, this is a completely normal thing.
"So according to what you said, the second and first classes are the real classes separated from all levels of association?"
"That's right. Although this is common sense knowledge, not many people clearly understand this. In other words, they are all deliberately misled."
"Excuse me why?"
Gwen asked honestly.
"This issue starts with the two associations of the first class, the only two legal associations."
Mihayla said this.
If a normal person introduces the fifth, fourth and third, then the second should be introduced next, right? But he started from the first.
"The March Society and the False Sea Society are the only legally recognized religious groups, the only two behemoths with legal rights to preach, and share the right to rule Utopia with the authorities. As we all know, Utopia has five giant cities.
level, two of which belong to the authorities, two belong to the False Sea, and one belongs to March. The two major religious groups with such strength are naturally capable of challenging the authorities."
"..."
Gwen was not stupid, and with the comments of Gwen and Carl in her mind, she suddenly understood.
"I roughly understand that if the first class is a competitor of the authorities at the same level...then the second class is a class that may break up the two major religious groups? According to the legal religious groups that own territories, I make a bold guess.
,Although the second estate is nominally an 'association' like the third and fourth estates, they all control the power of city-level trains?"
"That's right."
Mihayla said calmly: "There are four second-level associations in total, and they are all in a semi-legal and ambiguous zone. Speaking of legal, they are not like the two major religious groups who can openly preach and invite people like
The 'Cult' can only invite people to join the 'society for discussion'. But it is illegal. They are established at the city level, occupying the best places, and building cathedrals that are not on par with March and the Sea of Illusion."
"... very ambitious."
Gwen once saw the prosperous church of March Church on the Fellowship. The large area alone could be called a church town.
It's not the church town in Bloodborne.
In fact, in the history of Gwen's past world, there did appear to be a church town, a deformed product of the "heyday of the church's development". That is, a huge church was built like a castle, with servants, servants and
When the number of various people who needed to provide services to the monks reached an astonishing level, the houses built by these people around the castle naturally formed a town.
The priests of those cathedrals are almost like lords.
"That's why the official name for them is the Society, while others like Mihayla and other ordinary Source Power messengers also call them the Order."
"The Brass Mechanical Order, the Mushroom Order, the Train Order and the Trade Order. The authorities use these four orders to control and resist the erosion of the two major orders. Of course, it is not so safe. If the authorities are
According to the king, the two major orders are the finance minister and the prime minister. Do you know these two positions?"
Gwen determined that the witches not only built a utopia, but also brought all the dregs of thousands of years of human culture back home.
Class system, slavery, primitive religion, dark worship...
Oh, there is also a problem with sawing off a hand and installing a robotic arm.
And when the source of the spell is not enough, sacrifice.
Fortunately, Utopians are not considered long-lived species. Short-lived species can continue to trial and error and adapt.
The dregs brought by the witch civilization have now become the characteristics of the people of Utopia. Although it is a bit magical, it is quite realist, or the two adjectives and nouns of magic and reality do not conflict and can be used together.
The utopianism of magical reality.
Gwen nodded with a familiar smile:
"of course I know."
——[‘I’ also know that the prime minister’s job in the Middle Ages was the foreign minister...Oh, you know so much.]
——Shut up, Grid.
Mihayla nodded without surprise: "Then you should also know about the weird relationships between vassals and the like. To be honest, Mihayla even thought that there was a famous person in your family..."
"hehe."
Daimyo...huh?
Only then did Gwen realize that she had heard a very strange term! This word is not Utopian, but a genuine Japanese word in the ancient witch language, daimyo. If transliterated, it actually sounds like 'bringing meow'.
, but there is no doubt that this is another product imported from the witch world.
The dregs among the dregs of the feudal era.
"...The prime minister and the finance minister have the power to threaten the king, so the king promoted four daimyo, and also diluted the status of the two kings' right-hand men in the occult world. With this explanation, you can understand why ordinary associations and second-hand associations
The gap in association in the first stage was so terrifying.”
It's probably a nominal difference.
The ordinary association at the end is similar to a research group in a village.
The normal associations of the third and fourth classes are similar to the armed forces in the village.
The second class is the princes.
The first class is the two princes and kings.
…
Is this fucking gap too big?
Obviously the third and fourth levels were still thinking about ‘Is 100 rounds enough for military use? Is 200 rounds enough for military use?’, but the second level suddenly jumped to the level of ‘10,000 rounds’ and ‘100,000 rounds’.
"When you understand this, you will know why I think it is a good choice for you to become a monk or nun under the March Order, right?"
Mihira was still joking.
Crying his fingers, he lazily helped Gwen count:
"Stable income, yes, a three-month-old nun can earn about 25 military dollars a month. Don't look at me like this. I know this is very little for you, but you don't think you are an ordinary nun.
?”
Gwen said coldly:
"Now whether I say yes or no, you will force it..."
He paused for a moment and then said in a pinch: "Hey, Gwen, you are actually a nun. Can you pray for me?"
After saying this with an expressionless face, he tugged on his collar:
"...In short, you will put similar words on my head and disgust me."
"How could it be? Mihayla never does such a bad thing... Hahahahaha, just kidding~"
Mihaila's madness is more obvious, not as serious as Curse Blade's madness.
"Okay, now that I've exposed your trap, you can continue talking."
Mihayla rubbed her eyes and raised her hands, revealing her beautiful big dark gray eyes, like cat eyes, in the shadow of her palms.
It's obviously a rat.
"Your misunderstanding is really deep. Secondly, it is their secret scriptures. It is said that the secret scriptures and philosophies of March and the Sea of Illusion are truly correct. It is said that only by understanding their secret scriptures can one lead to eternal life.
Road. Of course, putting aside these unreliable rumors, just having their secret books become a system, and after finishing one book, you can study the next one, this is a good enough treatment, isn't it?"
Codexes are good, but it is often very difficult to upgrade your own codexes.
Because the secret code is not systematic, basically...
Put it this way.
The Secret Code is like the propaganda pamphlets of small parties distributed on the streets in small and large countries in Europe before World War II.
Also mixed in among them are works by drug addicts, alcoholics, and high-educated personnel who failed to complete prenatal education.
It is very difficult for Yuanli messengers with a high level of education to write the subsequent text for such a secret book.
Because Yuanli doesn't make sense.
Even if you had a diploma, it would be difficult for them to hire you.
The secret scriptures of behemoths like the March Order are systematic, set after set, with sufficient experience and refutation experience.
This led to the birth of a rather terrifying thing.
…
"To crack a secret code, the most important thing is to find the logical loopholes in the source of the secret code. For example, people who practice the devil's secret code will never answer, 'As a devil, you don't have a horse but you have a real name, but why do you, as a Utopian?
"You have a horse but no real name" problem, they must jump over it directly, otherwise they will be hit by logical loopholes."
Compared with Curse Blade and Gray Tower, Mihayla is an absolutely unreliable teacher.
His thinking is extremely chaotic and full of lunatic-like qualities, but he absolutely does not have any respect for the Utopian authorities and religious orders.
Why?
He is crazy!
Curse Blade is a madman, Gwen knows it, but Curse Blade's madness tends to be serious.
Just, you know?
Classical school.
A rather literary madman, she still has Ma Dao in her heart, and she doesn't want others to follow her Ma Dao.
Mihira, on the other hand, is a fun-loving humanoid lunatic.
Modernist.
The biggest characteristic of modernists is that they don't believe in anything, so the knowledge they get from Mihaila's mouth is not only a little bit useful, but at least a little bit serious.
For example, March and Xuhuihai have stood firm for many years. On the one hand, they have really powerful guns and high-level power, which makes them tenable. On the other hand, they are indeed serious about proselytizing. If they don't
In the minds of some Utopians, although the Order cannot be said to be very good, it is at least somewhat special.
And in Mihayla’s mouth:
"Sukka! Why do you think no one has cracked the secret codes of these two major religious orders? It's because they continue to harvest culture, and then use the harvested knowledge to modify the secret codes! They don't ask for 'flawless'
Secret Code', but they will want 'Never-ending Codex'."
"...They are not as bad as you said, right?"
Gwen was a little hesitant.
"It's so unbearable! Perfect means 'there must be an error', while never-ending means 'we know there are mistakes and have prepared a catalog of over 600 pages of special circumstances, please read it carefully', do you understand?"
To put it simply, both religious groups are relatively rogue.
You have just finished debating with them, 'Why does the adc die if it is cut?', and they will next move to 'Suka, this is not the fault of useless teammates?', and then if you argue with them, 'Teammates are actually not that big.
Wrong', they will immediately say 'I am super, xxp'. This set of logic loops for more than ten times, guaranteed to make you forget 'What did I want to argue with them in the first place?'.
Mihayla's passionate teaching lasted for two hours.
A person walked up to the base car.
Cursed Blade was shivering in his windbreaker and slithering up, cursing at the same time:
