Demon Change the Earth

"I must leave now!" Mr. K said solemnly to the people of the envoy, "No matter what happens to the sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Cheng needs me more now!"

"Professor K, what shall we do?" asked the delegation leader.

"Your plan remains the same, but you don't need to be so eager. Safety is the first priority. Watch and listen more along the way, and don't get involved with other things."

The team leader's face was a bit ugly, and he was still very afraid.

This trip is thousands of kilometers away, who knows what else to meet, a few Sequence 8s are really not enough to see, there is no confidence at all.

But what happened in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is very serious. If the guess is correct, I am afraid that there is no point in going to Dali.

"Okay!" The team leader finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

The crowd sent away Mr. K, returned to the inn to discuss it very late, and finally decided to stay for a few more days and make full preparations before going on the road.

"Boss, if a real person is really... something happens, what will happen?"

"How could something happen to a real person, go to bed, go to bed, there will be a lot of things tomorrow."

Everyone in the envoy was very upset, but they couldn't think of it. They could only bury this worry in their hearts and force them to calm down.

The next day, everyone woke up in the hustle and bustle, simply had breakfast, and began to prepare nervously.

This small city on a hill is called Qiucheng (same as "Qiu"), and it has five to six thousand inhabitants and four to five thousand Muggle fighters.

There are very few sequencers, and the gate of the military village is opened before the daylight every morning, and the heavily armed soldiers are divided into more than a dozen columns, shouting chants and running around the city.

The sky was light, the church bell rang, and most residents gathered in the square in front of the church for a day's morning class.

It will disperse in half an hour.

Qiucheng is not isolated. There are several similar cities in the surrounding area, which are large and effective. The farthest city is about 10 days away, and the nearest one can be reached within half a day.

These towns are similar, and most of them are made up of survivors and refugees.

Their original cities and towns had inherent limitations in terrain, location, and defense capabilities. After all, in the old days, these were not prerequisites for building a city, but now they are different.

After the ratman tribe was settled, the security environment around Qiucheng was greatly improved, and the biggest benefit was that the business roads were unblocked.

Many caravans arrive these days, and some small, hidden gathering places come to trade and purchase.

Large merchant groups based on cities, small caravans in secret gathering places, merchant vassals organized by sequencers, numerous lone rangers, adventurers, and so on.

The market is prospering day by day, and there is no shortage of materials. The envoys live on the street of the commercial hall, so it is very convenient to purchase.

In cities with priests as the core, and Muggles as the main body, the rejection and vigilance of sequencers are on the surface. There are soldiers and soldiers patrolling the shopping mall streets at all times.

Most of these soldiers are equipped with cold weapons, and they all have a good protective leather armor, spears, scimitars, bows and arrows, and they look like that.

The sequencers are scornful of their force, but everyone is here for money, not for things, so small disputes continue, but big troubles never happen.

The commercial hall area is bustling with humble shops, pedestrians rubbing shoulders one after another, Muggle vendors and sequence adventurers are red-faced, as if they are in a busy vegetable market.

In taverns, inns and other places, the number of sequencers has increased. Some are talking about the gains of the trip, some are sharing opportunities and intelligence in the surrounding area, some are dealing with the latest distribution of leaks, and some are recruiting themselves. And the purchase information is written on the nameplate, and someone is looking for opportunities on the wall full of nameplates...

The patrol pair led by the priest of the magic arts came in, and the noise in the tavern weakened a little, and the boss greeted them quickly, and muttered with the priest of the magic arts for a long while.

"Flap!"

The owner of the tavern is a Sequence 9 businessman. He is naturally very flattering to the owner of the city. After the conversation, he patted his palms a few times, attracting everyone’s attention, and said loudly: “Do you know what happened to the Sea of ​​Consciousness What? The spiritual material of a unit!"

As soon as the voice fell, a burly fighting master stood up, "I know, it was there when the incident happened!"

"And I!"

"I am also here!"

All of a sudden, three sequencers stood up.

The boss asked the priest of magic arts with his eyes.

The priest nodded.

"Just the three of you, lucky guys!"

The three sequencers suddenly smiled, and left the tavern with the patrol team led by the priest.

"Meaning what happened to Hai?"

"Why, don't you know such a big thing?"

"All in the wild for the past two weeks, TMD is almost becoming a savage."

"It's no wonder... Sea of ​​Consciousness can no longer log in. It's all a curse, and it loses control as soon as you log in... I heard that a shocking change happened just a few days ago."

"What happened, no beginning and no end!?"

"I know, if I know, I will use it to buy money."

"Then you say a shit, fuck!"

...

Just when the tavern was talking about the episode just now~www.ltnovel.com~ Clang Clang! ", a rush of gongs and drums rang.

This is a warning signal when an emergency occurs. Everyone must enter the room to escape when the gong rings.

There was sudden chaos outside, and a lot of neat footsteps sounded, and one patrol team blew sharp whistle, yelling and ordering, causing the mall area to jump around.

Many people in the tavern didn't know what was going on, and they were a little nervous. Many people showed off their weapons, and the tavern owner quickly calmed down.

Ten minutes later, the whole city was quiet, the atmosphere became very tense, and soldiers were standing near the city wall.

Is it another monster siege?

It shouldn't be, the rat people have been broken up, and the sporadic extraordinary species can't threaten such a city.

After half an hour, martial law was lifted and the answer was announced.

The thick gate of Qiucheng squeaked open for a while, and a team of cold machines that seemed to have come out of a science fiction blockbuster entered the gate.

The leader is a "Gundam"!

"Huh~~chh!"

The "Gundam" leg joints discharge high-temperature exhaust gas, the dark-green metal body is striding hard, and the relatively small metal head has four flashing electronic eyes. The upper body is lined with large-caliber muzzles and two sturdy mechanical arms. On the top, there are two large rocket launchers, sitting and holding a shield, and holding an alloy sharp blade in the mechanical arm with his right hand.

Everywhere along the way, I was stunned.

But when people saw the national flag engraved on Gundam's chest, cheers rang out.

With cheers, more Gundams march forward!

"Huh~~chh!"

The joints twitched and the hot exhaust gas was exhausted everywhere.

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