Dimensional Code

"Don't be so disappointed, how should I put it... This kind of problem is often committed by many rookies, it's normal."

Fangzheng didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort her helplessly.He didn't notice that when he said the words "newcomer and rookie", Fina's expression changed, and then she raised her head and looked at Fangzheng in surprise.

"Is this true, Mr. Fangzheng?"

"It's about the same... At least I've seen quite a few."

Well, he has seen many nurses full of obsessive-compulsive disorder in the game, but this is the first time he has seen them in reality.

"Is that so..."

Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Fina's expression was a little complicated, she seemed a little disappointed, but she also seemed a little happy, but there was a bit of sadness in it.But soon, she shivered suddenly, and then sneezed a little.

"Ah!"

"Is it cold?"

Seeing the girl constantly rubbing her pale hands, Fang Zheng was taken aback for a moment.I have to say that although this carriage saved the two of them from traveling long distances, the carriage itself was too dilapidated, and there were air leaks everywhere through the cracks in the doors.Fangzheng didn't care. His current physique, which had been transformed by the Zerg race, wouldn't be afraid of freezing to death even if he was thrown into space.But the girl obviously couldn't bear it any longer, so Fangzheng took off his coat without saying a word, and then covered the girl.

"Well, what a shame...Mr. Fangzheng..."

Sensing Fang Zheng's movements, Fina hastily waved her hands in an attempt to refuse, but Fang Zheng obviously didn't care about these trivial matters.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not cold, it doesn't matter if I wear it or not. On the contrary, Miss Feina, you passed out due to exhaustion yesterday, so don't be brave at this time, it will be troublesome if you get sick."

"Ugh..."

Faced with Fangzheng's answer, Fina puffed up her cheeks in disbelief, but she couldn't refute it.After all, it is an objective fact that the carriage is extremely cold right now, and she did pass out yesterday, and she is indeed much weaker than usual at the moment.Glancing at Fangzheng, after confirming that the other party didn't have any special plans for her like those people she met before, Fina gritted her teeth, and finally reached out to take the coat that Fangzheng handed over.

"Then I'm sorry, please allow me to borrow it."

After receiving the coat from Fangzheng, Fina put it on her body, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

Because not long after putting on the coat, Fina discovered that the body that was originally cold was gradually warming up?

This isn't magic equipment, is it?

There are a lot of magic equipment on this continent, basically as long as the middle class can afford some.Of course, those are the most basic, such as spirit crystal lamps, magic heaters and other daily necessities for lighting and heating.And those magical costumes, props and equipment, and weapons belong exclusively to the bourgeoisie.

There is no other reason --- too expensive.

If you want to use an analogy, it is the world where Fangzheng lives. The general households basically already have electric lights and natural gas, but they cannot afford all kinds of expensive electronic products.Even a piece of magic clothing etched with a constant temperature magic circle can only be consumed by those nobles. For ordinary people, it is a sky-high price.

If it was a magical costume, Fina would not be so surprised. There are many descendants of nobles from various families in the temple, and she has seen many similar things.But the problem was that Fina didn't notice any magical fluctuations on this simple coat, and it didn't have the magic circle base that is unique to ordinary magic clothes.No matter how you look at it, this is just an ordinary coat.

Seeing Fina's surprised expression, Fangzheng smiled slightly, and then leaned back on the back of the chair.

What he is wearing now is of course not the suit he wore when he traveled to "Edge of Tomorrow". Naturally, that suit couldn't be worn, and Fang Zheng threw it away.

In fact, the clothes he is wearing right now are his custom-made clothes in the world of "Edge of Tomorrow".

Although the civilization of that world was beaten like a dog by aliens, in terms of technological development, it was still higher than the world Fangzheng lived in before his rebirth.So there's nothing special about finding a clothing store there and having an outfit custom-made from head to toe.Not to mention that these clothes are made of lightweight nanomaterials, which not only have a certain degree of physical protection, but also are extremely tough, waterproof, fireproof, and warm.Of course, such a set of clothes is naturally not cheap, Fangzheng also spent a lot of money.

What?You ask Fangzheng where did he get the money?

Hahaha, of course it couldn't have been robbed or stolen. How could Fangzheng do such a thing?He just opened the warehouse of the Bank of Paris and got a little reward.

You see, in rpg games, isn't it a basic operation for a hero to enter an npc's house and open a box?

"Squeak——"

Just when Fangzheng was looking at Feina in front of him, and was about to say something, suddenly the carriage stopped slowly, and then, a voice came from outside.

"My lord, Miss Priest, there seems to be something wrong ahead."

Chapter 63 The stronghold attacked

"what happened?"

Hearing the voice from outside, Fangzheng asked immediately.Of course, this carriage does not have the high-tech capability of automatic driving. The driver is a young man sent by Clark, his name is Garrison, and he can be regarded as a clever little guy.Because of his young age, he did not fight on the front line before, but was in charge of logistics in the rear, so he was not injured.In addition, he is very clever and familiar with the terrain here, so Clark asked him to be in charge of driving the carriage.

"It's like this, the stronghold seems to be a little... not right..."

"stronghold?"

Hearing this, Fangzheng frowned, then he opened the door and got out of the carriage, coming to the driver's side.Seeing him coming, the clever young man immediately nodded to him respectfully, and then pointed forward.

"My lord, look..."

Following the direction of Garrison's finger, Fangzheng soon saw the stronghold not far below the hillside. According to Clark, this stronghold is the safest place in this area. It has fifty soldiers stationed there, and a holy Templar.This is the stronghold used to connect the Fortress of Order to the rear of the Northern Alliance, so it is very lively and heavily guarded on weekdays.

But now, it looked dilapidated, the original solid outer wall had several holes missing, and burning black smoke could still be seen.It's not as simple as something is wrong, no matter how you look at it, something is wrong here.

"How is it possible? Could it be that even the stronghold has been breached?"

Fangzheng's body has been strengthened by the Zerg, and his eyesight is more than ten times that of ordinary people, which is basically equivalent to bringing his own binoculars.So he just glanced at it, and immediately figured out the situation of the stronghold, and the young man obviously didn't have this ability, in his eyes, the stronghold was just a small black spot, if it wasn't based on experience to determine that the black smoke came from the stronghold Given the direction, he wouldn't even suspect that something was wrong there.

But now, standing here and staring at the little black spot in the distance, the young man felt more and more uneasy the more he thought about it.

"It shouldn't be, even if we encounter a pack of black wolves, the stronghold has enough strength to resist the attack, how could it be..."

"I'll go check the situation."

Fangzheng interrupted the young man's soliloquy, he patted the other person's shoulder, and then glanced around.

"Drive the carriage to a safe place first, and I'll investigate what happened there."

"Are you going alone? My lord, will you be alone..."

However, before the young man finished speaking, he heard a soft "swish" sound in his ear. When he turned his head to look again, he was surprised to find that he should have been standing not far from him. Fang Zheng has disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

"...This is really scary."

Looking at the empty ground, Garrison patted his chest.If he hadn't seen Fangzheng's teleportation-like ability on the city wall, he might have thought that he had encountered a legendary forest monster or ghost...

Fangzheng didn't know what Garrison was thinking at the moment, so he had already arrived at the gate not far from the stronghold, looking at the stronghold in front of him with a serious face.

If Fangzheng was just guessing before, then he is almost certain now that this stronghold has fallen.The empty door of the current stronghold is open, blood remains everywhere on the wall and on the ground, and even scattered weapons and charred corpses can be seen on the ground. One can tell at a glance that this place has indeed gone through a fierce battle. fighting.

But Fangzheng showed such a serious expression, not because the stronghold was breached, but because he smelled a faint sulfur breath among the burnt ashes on the ground.Although those black wolves can also spit fire, but what they spit is magical flames, which are clean and tasteless.In fact, only one type of flame has this distinctive sulfur smell.

That is the fire from hell.

In Fangzheng's memory, there is only one type of person on this continent who can use this kind of flame.

Cultists.

To be precise, they are followers of the Church of the Day of Destruction.In their "sacred scriptures", there are detailed records of prophecies that the entire world will eventually be swallowed up by flames and destroyed.Therefore, the believers of the Doomsday Church especially love to use the power of flames to show their power and authority, and the primitive, violent, and characteristics of the fire of hell that can burn everything to ashes perfectly interpret the heretics' respect for the fire of destruction. so they learned how to fight with the power of this fire from hell.And the more outstanding cultists, the more skillful they are at using this power.