This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 439: To deal with the magic stick, naturally you have to use more magic methods
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"Forward!"
"We are the indestructible spearhead of the alliance!"
"We are the torrent of steel sweeping everything!"
"We are ready to sacrifice our hearts and are ready to use our lives to realize the ideals of His Majesty the Administrator!"
"Towards the airport!!!"
The engine rumbled, and the skeleton army on the truck was following the whistling yellow sand.
Half of the body is exposed on the steel turret painted in desert color.
The mole, holding a telescope in his hand, was gazing at the rolling horizon of yellow sand in the distance with high spirits, shouting excitedly in the voice of a drake.
Even though the turret was so sun-drenched that it could fry a poached egg, and even though standing out from the crowd made him drenched in sand, this guy who was so excited still refused to get off the tank.
The other three crew members were all sitting on the truck hauling the tank. They were whispering listlessly to each other at this moment, paying no attention to Brother Mole's speech.
After playing games together for so long, they have long been accustomed to this guy's performance art, and they stopped after a while.
"There are too few 155 ammunition, why not get a 120?"
"There is no production line for 120 barrels, so we might as well just use 155 barrels."
"What the hell? Is this okay?"
"Haha, you look so surprised when you look like a newbie."
"It's too hot. It's annoying to sweat. We should install an air conditioner on the tank."
Hearing the weak remarks of the good brothers, the mole put down his telescope and looked at them dissatisfied.
"What is that? It's too weak! Why don't you bring two more cannonballs!"
Members of the car crew: "..."
Crazy.
This guy is stunned.
The 35 tanks were carried by 35 trucks.
These 12-wheel heavy-duty trucks are the latest product completed by the Alliance with the assistance of Silver Wing Group - the "Electric Ox". Its load capacity is more than several times that of the electric screw. The maximum load is 80 tons. It is mainly used for Carrying heavy equipment.
As for the brave and fearless "armored grenadiers" of the Skeleton Corps, most of them sit on four-wheeled "electric mules."
Of course, it is impossible to drive a tank across more than 700 kilometers of cross-country.
The 400-kilometer raid by T34 back then was considered a miracle in military history.
The motorcycle mileage of most tanks is around 500 kilometers. After this number, the engine and suspension need to be overhauled.
Therefore, it is a common practice to rely on road or rail transportation and then expand after arriving at the destination.
Although the No. 2 tank uses future materials, the alliance's industrial technology is still relatively rough, and its mechanical durability is not outstanding.
If we were to travel 700 kilometers cross-country, we might not be able to reach our destination, and we would have to push the tank away.
The Skeleton Corps entering the desert from the south will advance along the edge of the sandstorm and rely on the rusty gravel to avoid possible high-altitude reconnaissance and electromagnetic wave searches.
On the other side, Yin Leina, who was standing on the heavy truck, was humming a tune and frying the eggs she picked up on the hood of the tank. She didn't mind at all that the Spirit of the Sand Sea sprinkled some leftover eggs on him from time to time. material.
The Elf King Fugui, squatting beside the guardrail of the truck, kept staring at the map, trying to determine his current position in the desert with almost no reference objects.
"Where are we now?" Yin Leina asked casually.
Elven King Fugui shook his head and said.
“I don’t know, I don’t have a GPS... I don’t know where I’m going.”
Putting the fried eggs into the iron plate, Yin Leina glanced at him with a funny look.
"Don't leave the Legion's hometown."
Elven King Fugui put away the map and rolled his eyes.
"Okay, okay, you can shut the crow's mouth."
"Okay... By the way, would you like an omelette?"
This fried egg smells really good.
Although the variety of ingredients is a bit strange, Lao Na’s cooking skills are really good. The monster steak that is popular in Shuguang City North Street was made by him and the fried egg brother.
However, Brother Fugui did not take the bait immediately. He swallowed and looked at him warily.
"...Are you sure this is just a bird egg?"
Yin Leina looked away with a subtle expression and scratched her head.
"I can guarantee it's an egg."
Elf King Fugui: "..."
……
On the other side, the Petra Fortress.
There is a [Closed for Business] sign at the door of the White Bear Knights' "station", but there are not many people in the warehouse at this moment.
Even a little crowded.
The leader is Thane, the lord of Petra Fortress.
Following him were castle guards, generals in charge of city defense, nobles in luxurious clothes, priests in white robes, etc...
Compared with the boring journey of the Skeleton Corps, the experiences of the players of the White Bear Knights were much more exciting.
Seeing that almost all the nobles in the city gathered here, Old Boomer felt a little weak in his calves and his heart couldn't bear it.
However, he felt a little relieved when he saw that the young lady who was taken away by the guards came back intact.
These days, he has been trying to find out about her whereabouts. However, let alone finding out what she did, he couldn't even find out where she was taken.
No matter what.
Just come back.
Zhima Hu, who was surrounded in the center of the crowd, had an awkward expression on his face and was at a loss as to what to do.
Sisi, who was standing next to her, looked at the people in the hall calmly and spoke slowly.
"She is the angel I mentioned."
As she spoke, she gently took off Zhima Hu’s hat.
When they saw the pair of swaying cat ears, almost everyone showed a surprised expression, and even exclaimed.
Except for the other members of the White Bear Knights and Old Boomer standing in the corner.
Perhaps because he has seen more people, he has become accustomed to the unusual pair of ears on the top of the lady's head.
However, when he heard the word "god envoy", there was still a blank expression on his face.
God...an angel? !
What exactly is going on? !
……
No wonder Old Boomer is surprised. After all, he can't go to the forum, so players naturally won't bring him along when they exchange strategies.
Time goes back to five days ago.
The palace of the Lord of Petra Fortress.
Under the gaze of all the merchants and dignitaries in the entire city-state, Sisi admitted on the spot that all the rumors in the city were his fault.
Whether it was the part made up by the mercenary leader himself or the rumors that were born from rumors and rumors, she took them all in one fell swoop.
And he admitted it confidently.
However, she only denied that it was a random lie, and insisted that it was a prophecy that the Silver Moon Goddess entrusted to her companions in a dream.
The moment she said, "That is God's will," there was an uproar in the palace.
The old priest in white robes was so angry that his nose was crooked. He angrily accused her of being a blasphemous temptress and asked the guards to behead her.
Earl Ruskin, who serves as a foreign affairs officer, also said that this sounds strange, and the rebuttal given is also well-founded.
"...If it is really God's will, why did the great **** not choose a devout believer, such as our Lord City Lord, but chose you?"
He paused, his voice full of doubt.
"...A pagan from outside the oasis, what is the reason why the great gods would let you tell us what to do."
The old priest on the side took up his words angrily.
"That's right! Even if it was guided by the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Silver Moon Goddess, why would she find you instead of me!"
Anyway, if you die, you can only restart. There is still a way to survive if you fight hard, so Si Si just gave up and fought back unceremoniously.
“Shouldn’t you ask this question yourself!”
I was stunned by this confident voice.
There was silence in the hall for a while.
Before the astonished Earl Ruskin could speak, or before the nobles could reorganize their curse words, she raised her head and puffed out her chest, as if a **** was standing beside her.
"You clearly knew that that group of people had bad intentions, and then you watched helplessly as they broke into your home with butcher knives, blasphemed your faith right under your noses, and tried to awaken the evil spirit that was sealed by the gods two hundred years ago. Spirit! You know everything, but you do nothing. Instead of standing up and resisting, you bury your heads in the sand and act like ostriches."
Looking around at these well-dressed nobles, she angrily yelled.
"Why did the Spirit of the Sand Sea find me? Why didn't she seek help from her 'most devout' believer? Shouldn't you reflect on what you have done to disappoint her like this!"
This harsh speech completely angered everyone.
It also stung the self-esteem of countless people.
Especially the aristocracy headed by Ruskin.
Most of them are capitulators, believing that as long as they show their loyalty to the legion, they can not only keep their wealth and status, but their titles can even be further improved.
Just like the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom, most of the first people to surrender received rewards.
However, no matter what sophistry they use to explain that the surrender is for the thousands of people in the oasis, it cannot hide the fact that they have kneeled down mentally.
The Lord of Petra was also angered by these words, but when he saw Ruskin and other nobles blowing their beards and staring in anger, he suddenly became less angry.
Especially when he calms down and thinks about it.
This is what I said...
There seems to be nothing wrong?
If he were the Silver Moon Goddess or the Spirit of the Sand Sea, seeing how soft the bones of his believers were, he would probably think that it would be better to find an outsider.
The only pity is that this girl talks nonsense and can't produce any visible evidence except for some sophistry.
After all, Thane could not believe her words, but he ignored the nobles and priests who clamored to kill her. Instead, he adopted a compromise approach and placed her under house arrest in a windowless, cold room in the castle dungeon. Damp single room.
That's where serious criminals are usually held.
That doesn't mean he plans to torture her, though.
This one is protection.
It is also a test.
When a person is isolated and helpless, his psychological defense is the most vulnerable, especially in a cell where no sound can be heard.
Unless you have undergone professional counter-investigation training, it is easy to sign a confession out of desperation even if you have not committed any crime.
But if you have really seen the gods and are so confident in your heart, you will probably not be able to pass this test.
After he announced that she would be thrown into a dungeon where serious criminals were held, although the nobles were indignant, they had nothing to say.
The woman accepted the sentence calmly, although she still insisted on her defense of innocence.
That calm look made Thain doubt whether he had done something wrong.
However, he did not intend to change his mind, and he would have to lock her up for at least a month.
If she still insists that this is God's will after a month, I will believe what she said and apologize to her.
However, unfortunately, the rumors about the Legion and the Evil God in the city are becoming more and more out of control, and the movements in the east are becoming more and more disturbing.
If he doesn't make a decision, the order of Petra Fortress will be overwhelmed by fear itself before the Legion comes over.
What’s even worse is that if it turns out that the woman did get God’s will, or that the things in the prophecy really happened...
How should I explain to His Majesty the King and the citizens of Petra Fortress that I put her in the dungeon?
Do we really want to join the legion with those weaklings?
Thion did not realize that when he ordered the man to be thrown into the dungeon, he was actually caught in a psychological game.
Believe it?
Or don’t believe it?
No matter which one you choose, it may not be a bad result, but you have to prepare a corresponding price for it. And continuing to hesitate will definitely be the worst result...
So, on the morning of the fifth day after that dusk, he finally made up his mind and invited the woman from the small dark room to the guest room of the castle.
That calm and confident look gave Thain some comfort. Maybe she was telling the truth, maybe her judgment was correct...
Thinking that he had imprisoned an honest and brave person in the dungeon, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Although he did not apologize in the end, he silently asked the guards to prepare a hearty breakfast and clean clothes for her.
After seeing the table full of delicious food, Sisi, who was sitting at the dining table, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If this isn't the last meal.
Then she should have won the bet.
"Do you still insist that you saw the Silver Moon Goddess?" Looking at the girl who was dining, Thain suddenly said.
"Yes." She answered in the affirmative without any hesitation. She had rehearsed it offline countless times, and also colluded with her friends to make a confession.
No matter how hard the NPC in front of her tried to break her head, she would never know that she had spent the past five days perfecting the lie, and with the help of everyone, she had added in the details to perfection.
The reason why the city lord of Petra Fortress did not kill her directly was probably because that person still had the idea of resisting the Legion.
And this will be a breakthrough.
She needs to produce strong enough evidence to prove that what she said is true, and the city lord of Petra Fortress also needs a reliable proof to convince herself and other nobles and priests who may be convinced.
The clues to all this are actually hidden in the book "The Oasis under the Zhuobar Mountains" and the "Silver Moon Holy Word" recommended by the academy researcher.
Sisi couldn't help but sigh.
I didn’t expect that the book I bought out of curiosity would accidentally save my life.
"Where's the evidence?" As everyone on the forum guessed, the NPC in front of me actually said this line.
Having prepared her words, she answered skillfully.
"My companions and I are all witnesses. We saw the same dream. Especially one of the companions, she saw the clearest dream, and...she communicated face-to-face with the Silver Moon Goddess about the prophecy. Specific content."
"Can you tell me which companion it is?" Thain's tone was no longer tough as before, but with a hint of solicitation.
"Of course."
After enjoying the sumptuous meal and fruit, Sisi picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then continued calmly, "But she is very timid, you have to ensure her safety."
Sain touched his Tianling Cap with his index finger and said in a sincere tone.
"I swear to the spirit of the sand sea and the goddess of the silver moon."
Sisi stared at him twice.
"Her name is Sesame Lake."
Sain was stunned for a moment, this pronunciation sounded weird.
"Sesame... Lake?"
The corners of her mouth curved, and her voice took on a hint of relaxation and happiness.
"Well, it sounds a lot like a cat's name, doesn't it?"
Sean nodded blankly.
Although the cats he kept in the castle were not named by this name, the pronunciation did not sound like a name that ordinary people would use.
After a pause, Sisi continued.
"She was a cat who turned into a human during the journey. I know this sounds weird. We were also surprised by the changes in her and couldn't figure out what happened. Later, our knights traveled all the way until After arriving in Luoxia Province, we gradually uncovered a little bit of the mystery of her life experience."
Sain swallowed: "Her life experience..."
"According to the records in "Silver Moon Sacred Words", the Silver Moon Goddess loves cats and allows them to enter and exit her palace and take care of her daily life. The reason why the cats at the foot of Zhuobar Mountain proudly accept the worship of believers is, It’s because they serve gods. This is the clue I found when investigating relevant documents..."
Looking at the dumbfounded Lord of Thain City, Sisi continued with a determined and serious tone.
"We also found out later that the reason why she became a human was not a coincidence, but because she carried the mission entrusted to her by the Silver Moon Goddess."
"This is also the reason why she saw the Silver Moon Goddess on the land illuminated by the glow!"
What happened next was the scene before.
The Lord of Sion summoned the famous nobles in the city and the priests of the temple, and took the guards with her to the headquarters of the White Bear Knights.
When Sisi took off Sesame Lake's hat and announced her identity as the "Angel", the atmosphere at the scene was once again in an uproar.
But the difference from last time is that after seeing the cat ears on Zhima Lake’s head and seeing the cats in the city being so close to her...
Even the most stubborn old priest couldn't help but feel a little confused in his muddy face, and couldn't say anything to refute subconsciously.
The next thing happened naturally.
Sisi repeated what he had said to the city lord in the early morning to the nobles and priests who claimed to be pious.
Then she looked at Old Boomer and continued in a sincere tone.
"I'm sorry to keep hiding this from you. In fact, the purpose of our coming here is not just to do business, but to be guided by the Silver Moon Goddess."
Old Boomer's Adam's apple moved, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
This statement...
It's not that he can't accept it.
After all, kind people don’t lie.
After these people rescued him from the predators, they did not take his cattle and luggage as their own, but kindly returned them to him... This is indeed not something ordinary people would do.
After all, collecting rewards from the saved people is allowed by the teachings of the Sand Sea Spirit.
"Then you... also give money to those poor people?"
"It is the will of the Silver Moon Goddess."
Sisi said in a positive tone without blushing.
"The followers of the Sand Sea Spirit are suffering from hunger on the land she protects. There is obviously abundant food and fresh water here, but the people who occupy them are blinded by money. Therefore, she asks us to save those who are protected by you. Abandoned siblings."
Old Boomer's face was filled with guilt.
The Spirit of the Sand Sea once taught them to lend a helping hand to those who were suffering, but he selectively ignored those compatriots who were suffering.
Even when the kind-hearted girl proposed to help the poor, he was still weighing the pros and cons, trying to persuade them not to give alms to the poor by saying "the golden lion coins will soon be worthless".
Sure enough.
My faith is still not pious and pure enough...
Standing next to the city lord Thain, Earl Ruskin, who serves as the diplomatic officer, has an expression of disbelief on his face.
Of course he didn't believe this woman's nonsense, but for a while he couldn't think of a reason to refute it.
In fact, it’s normal to think about it.
How could the Shaduo netizens on the forum find the bugs in the story that they spent five days making up after just listening to it once?
Even if it is a forced argument.
You also have to listen to it twice more to find the angle from which to argue.
Seeing the group of people standing there without speaking, Rourou nervously looked at Tails on the side and lowered his voice and whispered.
"What on earth do these people want to do."
Tail touched his chin, frowning as if thinking seriously.
"Maybe... I'm thinking about that."
Seeing her serious expression, Rourou swallowed.
"That thing?"
"Yes!" Taiwei nodded seriously, looked at Zhima Lake, which was under the focus of everyone's attention, and said in a confident tone, "They must be planning to sacrifice Zhima Lake to the one who was sealed in the Lost Valley. Evil God! In exchange for the peace of the oasis!"
"Huh???" Rourou exclaimed in surprise and asked hurriedly, "You, how did you come to this conclusion?"
If this is true, wouldn't they be in danger?
Thinking of this, Rourou couldn't help but feel a little weak in his calves.
Other alien species are fine.
As expected, she was still a little physically uncomfortable with the monster that looked too much like Cthulhu.
"Eh? Isn't the combination of catgirls and tentacle monsters common knowledge?" Taitail was stunned for a moment, and looked at Rourou strangely, as if wondering why she was surprised, "Isn't this how it is drawn in the books?"
"..."
The emotion that had been brewing for a long time disappeared instantly. Rourou moved aside speechlessly, making an expression as if he didn't recognize this guy.
However, after being interrupted like this, she was no longer nervous or worried.
The old priest in white robes took two steps forward, staring intently at the cat ears on Zhima Lake’s head. He stared at them for a long time before speaking in a trembling voice.
"You...really saw the Silver Moon Goddess?"
Although his heart was full of nervousness, in order to live up to his partner's efforts, Sesame Lake still nodded seriously.
"Yes."
The crowd spread whispers.
The old priest's eyes were shaking with excitement, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, but when he saw the cat in her arms staring at him with its amber eyes, he quickly stopped this impolite action and stretched out his hand. His hand was retracted.
Legend has it that the Silver Moon goddess possesses her beloved pets.
He could feel that the gods were watching him.
Controlling the excitement in his heart, the old priest's voice was filled with a hint of piety.
"What...did you see in the prophecy?"
Facing those unfamiliar eyes, Sesame Lake's face was full of embarrassment, and he looked at Sisi beside him for help.
‘What should I do? ’
Sisi, who was standing aside, gave her an encouraging look in return.
‘Just repeat the nonsense I taught you in the group. ’
‘Okay…’
After a brief eye contact, courage gradually appeared in her eyes.
In response to the pair of children looking at her with suspicion, excitement, or hesitation, she made a solemn and holy expression on her face and lowered her eyelids. Speak slowly.
"I saw a beam of light."
"Light?! Then what!" the old priest asked nervously.
Facing the breathless crowd and the eager old priest, Zhima Lake continued speaking at a gentle pace.
“A light hotter than the scorching sun bloomed on the mortal land, followed by endless flames burning on the desert... The rivers were evaporated, the oases were scorched, the Zhuobar Mountains were scorched, and even the snowflakes were stained with curses. . Hundreds of thousands of people died in the catastrophe, while the remaining survivors howled in hunger."
Her verbal couplet is average, so she speaks slowly, but her words are clear.
The description of the end of the world coincides with the records of the "Twilight of the Gods" in the Camelback Kingdom's beliefs, myths, and nursery rhymes.
All this is included in the book "Oasis under the Dhobar Mountains".
But the old priest didn't want to go there.
All the nobles present did not think about that.
Although the "doomsday catastrophe that caused the fall of the Sky God" is not a secret, it is not something that anyone who comes here will understand the details that are not exposed to daily life.
Even if you put aside the identity of the "god envoy" and the bizarre story of "changing from a cat to a human", a little girl who came to the oasis for the first time could not even speak human words clearly, but she was able to The "doomsday catastrophe" was described so clearly that it basically matched the obscure scriptures...
What is this if not a prophecy?
Could it still be a coincidence?
"I don't...it's not that I don't believe it."
Seeing that the Lord of Thain and the old priest were looking at him, Earl Ruskin, who interrupted the envoy's speech, bit the bullet and used euphemistic words.
"I believe what she said may be true, but the only way to prevent the prophecy from happening is through war. There may be some misunderstanding. I suggest sending an envoy to talk to the people in the legion and persuade them. They left that cursed place."
"They will consider this suggestion. After all, it is for their own good."
No one has ever thought about Lost Valley before.
But the remaining "curse" caused them to suffer from terrible diseases.
Although some medicines can relieve the curse and even heal the damage caused by the curse, not everyone can afford such expensive things... at least it is unlikely that more than 10,000 soldiers can use them.
He felt that this matter could still be discussed.
The old priest said nothing, and his fiery eyes were completely fixed on Zhima Lake - or this divine envoy.
He already believed her identity.
Doomsday prophecies are not scary.
If the Silver Moon Goddess foresaw all this, she must have known how to prevent that bad thing from happening again in this land.
The Lord of Thain thought carefully for two seconds and considered Earl Ruskin's suggestion.
After all, he represents not only himself, but also all the nobles in Petra Fortress who agree to join the legion.
"It makes sense, you are right."
After receiving the approval from the Lord of the City, Count Ruskin showed an expression of joy on his face.
However, before he could say his thanks, the city lord looked at the captain of the Guards and continued to speak in a hearty voice.
"Prepare a camel for our Earl, and send a team of cavalry to follow him, and send him to the Lost Valley to talk to the Legion."
Earl Ruskin opened his mouth wide and looked at the city lord in front of him in surprise. Seeing that his expression did not look like he was joking, a trace of panic gradually appeared on his face.
The captain of the guard clasped his hands and accepted the order.
"Yes!"
"Sir, sir——"
Ruskin was anxious to say something, but was interrupted by the bad woman standing next to the messenger who was full of lies.
"Let Mr. Ruskin ride a motorcycle," Sisi quickly took over and said with a wink, "More than 150 kilometers, ride the motorcycle faster!"
City Lord Thain was stunned for a moment, then laughed and waved his hand cheerfully.
"That makes sense!"
"That's right!"
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(Thanks to the leader of "Legend of Light" for the reward!!!)
————————Digression——————
While writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered that I had played Civilization 6 before, sending tanks to attack the AI's city while using apostles to cleanse religions... Of course, I haven't played recently, and I haven't had time to play games for a long time.