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Chapter 442 The Sect of the Roots
This is a reception room that is much more luxurious than the bar environment, and this man named Mamaros is also different from the image of the arms chief in Turing's imagination. He is a lame, thin Banga man with sparse hair. His white beard looks a little old.He huddled in a thick sofa, and there were several guards standing behind the sofa, and there were obvious Tek waves from his body.

"So, what instructions did the messenger bring?"

"Before this question, I want to know first—what is a messenger?" Turing, who looked like Firefox Nate, spread his hands and did not hide his ignorance.

Judging from the attitude of the other party, it is more efficient to ask directly than to beat around the bush.

Turing's answer surprised Mamalos, and the people behind him also snickered a few times, looking at Turing like a little lamb who didn't know anything.

"Brother Polk told me you're new to Banga . . . and it appears to be so."

The Polk brothers were the Bonga brothers on the stowaway, and they were standing beside them at the moment.Under the gesture of Mamaros, the two spoke alternately:
"It is difficult to transmit information by technological means in this land, because of the various disturbances caused by the outbreak of high-tech wars. So here, we use 'birds' to transmit information."

The 'little bird', a scavenging bird endemic to Banga, seems to have played the role of carrier pigeon here.

"The 'messenger' is the 'vulture' among these 'little birds'. They are cultivated by the company, and they are responsible for delivering important information, assassinating key officials of hostile companies, and performing various actions when necessary."

"And in the theater under the company's jurisdiction, the 'messenger' also has a higher status, because they always have the highest mission priority, as well as, strong combat capabilities."

Turing immediately understood.

This is essentially a special arm on the battlefield. Its main function is to transmit important information, but it also performs various tasks. It also has high company authority and combat strength. Therefore, here, this man who is engaged in the arms business has subordinates and a reputation. However, Mamalos, who is suspected to be the core character of Gema City in the bar, attaches so much importance to the message of the "messenger".

Judging from the situation of Wu's Heavy Industries stationed in Gema City, Mamaros in front of him should be the role used by Wu's Heavy Industries to manage the local forces, and the messenger is equivalent to his senior superior.

In this case, it would be a pity not to make good use of it.Although the messenger sent him to Mamaros out of good intentions, there are more important things at the moment.

"Now you should know what a messenger is." Mamaros sat up and leaned forward to Turing. "Now tell me, what news did the messenger ask you to bring?"

"The messenger needs information about World Tree, and... the origin of this thing."

Turing looked at the fox Shagara lying on her feet, and she opened her mouth and spit out a mechanical object covered with saliva——

It is the World Tree outflow weapon from the hands of the wilderness scavenger.

"By the way, she also wants you to find out who is behind the attacking convoy. I think the two over there should know what I'm talking about."

Mamaros followed Turing's gaze to the Banga brothers. After the latter two nodded, he looked at Turing again and knocked on the table.

"Brother Polk said you should have died in that attack. A passing courier saved you?"

"Of course, maybe I was favored by good luck. It's a pity that she only sent me to the gate of the city, otherwise you might be able to see me in advance."

The other party went straight to the point, obviously because he had checked his information after entering Gema.Moreover, getting out of Wu's Heavy Industry's car is very conspicuous, and it is impossible for the other party not to know about it.Coupled with Turing's "spreading rumors" that seemed to really want the other party to do something, Mamaros believed eight points.

The inquiry at this moment is for final confirmation, and what Turing has to do is to dispel his doubts.

After listening to Turing's words, Mamaros stood up, and after a few instructions to the subordinates around him, he swung his lame mechanical leg to indicate that Turing should follow him. A weapon covered in fox saliva.

The reception room is on the ground floor of the bar, and it is connected to a not-so-spacious passage and a man-made sandstone space.The electric lights inside arced to and fro, and there were numerous Banga guards coming and going.Mamaros took the Turings to an arms depot.

There are all kinds of weapons piled up here, and there is also a glowing information board. Mamaros took off the photo in the center of the information board and stuffed it into Turing's hands:

"What you want."

Turing frowned. There was only one church symbol photographed in this photo, but its shape gave him a strange familiarity.

Aulishia, who had been silently watching Turing's negotiations, also came over and seemed to have discovered something, and whispered:

"Isn't this sign... the sign on the believer in the car?"

"This is the symbol of the Root Sect." Mamaros checked the various pictures on the luminous board and explained to the two, "More than half a month ago, this organization called World Tree defeated the Mikton Federation garrison, and then , The Root Sect has spread. The weapon you took out is something from the Root Sect, and I still have some here."

As he said that, he pulled out the small half of the wall next to it and separated it. Inside were several weapons, which were exactly the same as the suspected demon technology weapons captured by Turing.

Under the holographic image, Turing frowned deeply——

These weapons all have the same appearance, which is obviously not an ordinary outflow event.And if this so-called root sect is a subordinate organization developed by Youyu, then these weapons cannot be so rough——

Although these weapons have the same appearance, they are full of obvious manual traces, and all kinds of treatments are very inferior in Turing's opinion.

This is definitely not a product of World Tree processing.As for this root sect...

Turing looked at the various pictures on the luminous board.

"I don't know about the World Tree. I only know that they have a very terrifying monster army, and they have replaced the Mikton Federation in the Northwest Territory. However, there is no Banga who is not clear about the Root Sect."

Mamaros pointed to a photo that Turing was looking at, which was a priest:
"They wantonly recruit believers and provide the Banga people with so-called religious shelter. This is a photo taken when they were preaching in Gema City."

"There is also this sect here?" Alicia was surprised.

"Of course, the third corporate war broke out, and many Banga people believe it." Mamaros glanced at the researcher's sister.

"Are you a Christian too?"

"How is it possible?" Mamaros sneered, "They are preaching here, that is to shake the war zone of Wu's Heavy Industry, and the people in the company don't want them to appear here. This is the information from a week ago, including this priest, these people The so-called clergy were all killed by the suppression. Their stronghold is in the north of the city, very conspicuous."

Obviously, Mamaros, who is the henchman of Wu's Heavy Industries, doesn't like this sect, and has accepted Wu's Heavy Industries' instructions to suppress it.

"But... aren't these clergymen all from Banga?" Aulishia pointed to the photo.

"Oh, of course they are Banga people, but their life and death have nothing to do with me." Mamaros smiled disdainfully, "They did something they shouldn't do, and they have to die, it's as simple as that."

The Banga govern the Banga.

Turing narrowed his eyes, and returned his attention to the Root Sect itself.

Obviously, this sect is inextricably linked to the World Tree, and even these weapons come from the root sect.

He has some guesses, but needs confirmation.

"Is there still a stronghold of the Root Sect in the city?"

"Didn't you pay attention to what I said? Wu's Heavy Industry does not allow the emergence of the root sect. I don't know about other cities, but such things must not appear in Gema City!" Mamaros was a little impatient when asked , "The new messenger doesn't even know this?"

"Sorry, this is just a personal curiosity." Turing smiled and raised the camera hanging around his neck, "After all, I am a reporter by profession. Then I have another question, is there an organization called 'Wasteland' in the local area?" ?”

"The animal smugglers? Haven't seen it in a long time, but their stronghold seems to be there all the time. But I have to remind you, boy."

Mamaros took a step forward and approached Turing:

"I don't know why the messenger asked you to send a message, but you'd better make sure that you didn't tell us any lies, otherwise, even if you escape to the northwest, I will have a chance to catch you back and kill you."

"Of course." Turing smirked and raised his arms, "You are the boss here, so you can just collect evidence."

"Hmph." Mamaros twisted his neck, "If there is nothing else, you can go."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation. Can I have one of these photos?"

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"Are we going to investigate this sect?"

On the streets of Gema City, Alicia asked Turing.

"That was at night. As for now, we have to find a place to live." Turing said, looking at the photo in his hand.

"But .

"So..." Turing glanced at Alicia, "We have to get this matter done as soon as possible and find out the connection between the Root Sect and the World Tree."

The researcher's sister was obviously worried.

"I feel a little sorry for the messenger lady. She actually had good intentions."

The purpose of the messenger asking the two to find Mamaros was to get them back to the Night State, but Turing instead used this to obtain information, which seemed to make Alysia feel a little guilty.

So Turing gently brushed the hair on her side face, and smoothed the girl's blond hair:
"You have to understand what is more important right now. Maybe we will have a chance to repay her kindness in the future, but definitely not now."

Alicia was stunned, her face blushed and she turned her head away:
"Hmm...sorry, sir. I didn't think of this...hope it didn't interfere with your plans."

"It's nothing, you're still young." Turing withdrew his hands and ended his comfort.

"But I still don't understand one thing... Does the organization called 'Wasteland' have anything to do with all this?"

"Of course." Turing smiled, "The Wasteland is a subsidiary organization of the World Tree. At least a month ago, it was like this when I captured the Wasteland Organization's stronghold in Yezhou. As for whether it is now or not, I don't know. ..."

In the Banga strategy that Turing made to the World Tree people before entering the train, a very important part of it was to secretly infiltrate Banga through the annexed "wasteland" organization, and in Banga, the city closest to Yezhou is It is Gema City where the two are at the moment.

In the original plan, the first stronghold of the World Tree was the stronghold of the Wilderness Organization in Gema City.If everything is normal and there are people staying behind, then Turing will be able to perceive the existence of the daughter host as soon as he enters the city.

But now, he is still unable to contact any daughter body through the amplitude propagation body.

Taking Aulishia, Turing came to an inn that was not bad, took out the Bangka banknotes he had prepared, and checked in.

Electronic payments cannot be circulated here, and banknotes are still the mainstream currency.

For safety reasons, Turing only opened one room, which made Alicia quite shy.

After a not-so-delicious barbecue dinner, Turing let Alicia and the two foxes stay in the room, planted a large number of quantum bodies for the room as a security measure, and left alone.

Although Alicia expressed some resistance to this, she was obedient and stayed in the hotel obediently.

And Turing also used the daytime investigation of Gema City to find the original organization stronghold without spending much effort——

An alley leading to the sewage channel.

From this point of view, although it is a war-torn country, Banga's urban construction is not without Mao.But what surprised him was that there were quite a few people gathered in this alley.

Gema City was extremely cold in the middle of the night, but there was no sense of silence at all. The sounds of scolding and hustle and bustle could only be heard from the outdoors during the day to the indoors.

And in the alley in front of us, black-skinned Banga residents are entering a small passage in front of a wall one by one, orderly.Turing thought for a while, without changing other faces, followed behind the last person in the team, and entered this small passage.

The crowd in front completely ignored Turing behind, and walked forward with their heads down, muttering something.In this way, Turing followed the group of people all the way through the sewage system, and a foul-smelling room full of iron cages, and finally came to a tall metal door built in the dark.

The next moment, the surrounding torches burned out of thin air, revealing the true face of the huge metal door——

It was a rough electronic door, with a thick logo inlaid with rough means, which was the logo of the Root Sect that Turing had learned from Mamaros.

And this confirmed a certain conjecture of Turing——

Mamaros never succeeded in eradicating the root sect.

He already had such a guess when he specifically asked whether the "Wasteland" organization stronghold still existed.

However, the wilderness stronghold that was supposed to be the stronghold of the World Tree has now become the church of the Root Sect, and Turing cannot perceive the existence of any phantom limbs or roots of the World Tree at all.

Obviously, there was a problem among the World Tree people who came to Banga, and some changes occurred.

While thinking, the door creaked and opened slowly.A black priest stood at the door, scanning the crowd with disdainful eyes, and finally, his eyes fell on Turing, who was undisguised at the end of the crowd.

The latter showed a slight smile and raised the camera in his hand.

　It was originally two shifts.But I didn’t turn off the computer when I took a nap today, but win10 seems to be automatically updated or something, which caused the word document I wrote more than 2000 words before the nap to be inexplicably damaged.As a result, after sleeping until night, the 2000-word document I wrote could not be opened at all, nor could it be recovered, so it could only be rewritten.

Speechless.

　
(End of this chapter)