Chapter 388: The Naughty Kid Killer
When he walked into Novelland, Lin Qi discovered that many of his previous concepts were wrong.
In his imagination, it was a desperate period when the gods fell. The Dark Age of the Third Age should be similar to the Savage Age of the Second Age. It was barbaric, dark, bloody, chaotic, cultists were rampant, and evil gods could be seen everywhere. Sacrificial corpses and flesh, mysterious creatures hunting creatures everywhere, there is no order in the world.
However, after witnessing the cities of the Third Age with his own eyes, Lynch finally realized that the Third Age was not as exaggerated as he imagined.
The barbaric era may have been like that, but by the Third Age, order had roughly taken shape. Although it was still struggling to survive under the mysterious threat, it had begun to transition from chaos to order.
The urban environment here is a bit like the Middle Ages without religious authority.
Although the buildings are rough and crude, although the smell of excrement and water is everywhere on the streets, although the people are dark-skinned, short and thin, even though humans and animals live together, the ground is full of livestock...
Lynch was about to kick away a chicken that was blocking the road. , the murderous aura around him made him choose to take a detour. After all, this thing is sometimes more dangerous than the evil god.
In short, there are kingdoms, city-states, systematic laws and professional soldiers here. It is difficult to imagine that this is the darkest moment before the dawn before the gods revive and rebuild order. Whether the reconstruction of order led to the resurrection of the gods, or the resurrection of the gods gave birth to order. Neighbor, can you tell me clearly?
[Yes, but you can't. 】
‘Huh? ’
[It is a disaster for the mortal will to try to understand these. Lynch, you are still the human soul and will. Don’t be arrogant, that will lead you to destruction. This is not what you call alarmism, but a lesson learned from countless examples accumulated over thousands of years. 】
‘Is this considered forbidden knowledge? ’
[What do you think, Lynch, you are discussing with a god the core taboo knowledge of the origin of gods, which cannot be carried by the fragile thinking of mortals, as long as you are still a mortal. If the gods want to destroy a mortal, they don't need actual attacks at all. They just need to spread the forbidden knowledge at will and stuff it into the cognition of mortals at will. 】
‘Hiss, the Lord of Billions of Glory…’
[So he is an evil god because he does not know whether the knowledge can be tolerated by humans. A real god will not be so generous, because listening to everything will only harm you. You are now in a very dangerous situation. 】
‘Is that why you suddenly answered so many questions? What is the danger? '
[You are trying to think and understand forbidden knowledge. This is the source of danger. Don't do this kind of thing. If you can't think of the answer, you will become more and more persistent and eventually fall into madness and despair. If you think about it, Come up with the answer... Believe me, you will miss the madness and despair. 】
‘There are many theologians in the world, and I thought these questions were harmless. ’
[That’s because you only see the remaining theologians who have not explored forbidden knowledge, and... why do you think they are all normal? 】
‘Tsk, okay, I understand. I try not to think about this kind of problem. I hope I won’t be like a white polar bear that can no longer drive me out of my mind. I don't want to be like that crazy guy over there. ’
"Nofreland is on the verge of destruction. The undead natural disaster is about to come. Every one of you will die. Wake up, stupid creatures. Believe in the Lord and worship the Lord. The Lord will keep you away from pain!"
The speaker is Judy, she was translating the words of a crazy old man not far away.
It was an old man with dirty and unkempt beard and ragged clothes full of stains. He was standing on a grain pile in the city center and yelling, while the citizens coming and going below didn't even bother to look. Looking at him, there were only a few naughty children laughing and joking around him, throwing rubbish onto the grain pile from time to time. "Hey, you can't just think of a theologian and meet one, right? No, this should be considered a prophet. He actually already knows that the ghoul is coming. Which god is he talking about?"
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"There are no gods in this era. He should be a believer of a certain old ruler." Judy, who rarely returned to normal, explained, "That should be a ruler related to prophecy or time. But it’s hard to tell who it is.”
Lin Qi muttered thoughtfully: “Is it such a coincidence? I just thought of the Lord of Billions of Glory.”
"Have you forgotten that there are no coincidences in the mysterious world? All seemingly coincidental phenomena may be signs, including your statement that you are inexplicably associated with the evil god." Officer Natalie said seriously, "How about asking? "
"No need for now. Judging from the behavior of the people around him, this person should be going crazy here every day. If he really needs to, he can come back tomorrow. "
He won't die tonight. , added a self-deprecating sentence in his heart, and took the three ladies around the barn and the naughty children.
It's said to be a city here, but it's about the same size and layout as those rural towns in Lynch's previous life. There is a large open space in the center of the city, where grains from various families are gathered to dry. There is a public mill next to it. It must be very crowded during harvest season. But the harvest season here is in June, and now it’s just May, and there are only a few piles of last year’s wheat straw in the square.
But there are still a lot of people. The square is surrounded by a circle of simple shops, which can be regarded as the earliest city center. As evening approaches, people are everywhere going home, and the square is quite lively.
It’s too lively to be exact.
A scream and cry came from the roadside, and immediately a bunch of idle people gathered around and pointed.
It was a woman of about thirty years old. She was fairer and thinner than the others. She looked like she was educated.
But her behavior was nothing like it. She was grabbing a dirty little boy of seven or eight years old, raised her arms and slapped her hard several times, causing blood to flow from the corners of the child's mouth. Without stopping, she raised her leg and kicked the little boy over. She stepped on his chest and snatched a bag from his hand. Then she kicked the little boy in the stomach. The boy shrank like a shrimp. Tuan stopped, opened the bag and looked at it, then turned around angrily and left.
However, when he turned around, he saw four strangers standing behind him.
“#!#@￥” The woman’s eyes widened and she let out a fierce roar.
"She said why are you blocking the road? Are you with that kid? If not, just get out of here."
"No, no, I was shocked to see how skillfully she took care of the naughty children. I wanted to ask for advice on how to do it. There are also many dead children near my house. I might be able to use them when I go back."
Regardless of the games in the previous life. It was still in the King's District, and the naughty children had become Lin Qi's heartache. He was impressed by the woman's heroic appearance at a glance, and subconsciously stopped. But now that they had struck up a conversation, Lynch planned to simply take the opportunity to get information.
Hearing Judy's translation, the woman's expression relaxed and she looked at the four of them up and down for a while: "You don't look like thieves, are you outsiders?"
"Foreigners, here to buy food." Lynch said with a smile on his face, "My name is Lynch Leviev, what do you call me, madam?"
"Stephen, Stephen Swain."
Huh?
Lin Qi's pupils narrowed and he looked at the simple silver ring on the other person's middle finger.
(End of this chapter)