I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Lloyd had no intention of stopping other people's plans. On the contrary, he was still considering whether he could take the opportunity to help Valdez as 'himself'.

If you can really take advantage of Valdez at the critical moment, coupled with the relationship with the Supreme, you will definitely be able to successfully recruit him into the team and start your own money-making plan.

This is why Lloyd agreed earlier.

Of course, the premise is that what Valdez wants to do, don't go too far, and don't do anything outrageous.

"That's it for today."

Lloyd was about to leave, so he swiped away the screen in front of him and reached out to poke the tentacle grass in front of him.

The Tentacle Grass quickly held his finger, rubbed it a few times, and then waved another tentacle, as if saying goodbye to Lloyd.

It feels like this guy is getting better and better...

Lloyd smiled, closed it with a glass cover, then left the [Thinking Realm] and returned to the living room.

He turned to look at the slightly crowded bedside table next to him.

Three piles of ancient scraps, a craft-grade revolver, a business card, and a small cake.

"I'll have to change to a bigger bedside table later..."

Lloyd muttered to himself, picked up the revolver again, played with it, and felt like he couldn't put it down.

The workmanship and feel of this thing are really comfortable, and the weight is just right.

I believe that with it, I can become a sharpshooter with perfect shots, rather than a master of body contouring.

I remember that back then, I was also a counter-terrorist with superb marksmanship. I often used continuous sniper rifles to attack terrorists around the world. This made everyone jealous and I was voted out of the server.

He also worked hard and practiced his skills, and finally won the 500-point rank.

Therefore, compared to swords, guns are more suitable for a progressive young man like me who has received higher education!

I wonder which monster will be lucky enough to experience my marksmanship tomorrow?

Lloyd recalled the past in his mind, and imitated the sharpshooter in the movie, trying to turn the gun in his hand.

thump~

The gun fell to the ground, which made him feel distressed. He quickly picked it up, wiped it, and put it back in the storage bag.

Then he picked up Valdez's business card, looked at the contact address on it, and put it away.

Then, while eating a small cake, he weighed the ancient scrap iron in his hand, wondering how to use it.

At first, Lloyd planned to make dumbbells for little cats to exercise, but after careful consideration, he found that the weight was not enough to achieve effective exercise effects, and it was three pieces of dumbbells that could not be used in teams and could force people to death. disease.

Anyway, I don’t need it myself, and there are people collecting it outside. Why don’t I sell it for money?

Lloyd changed his mind again.

But I was a little unwilling to do so, feeling that it would be a huge loss, like wasting a big guarantee just to get a new four-star character.

Let's think about it again and take a look at what kind of structure it is inside.

Lloyd thought about it, finished the small cake in several bites, then turned on his spiritual vision and looked directly inside the scrap metal.

The painting style inside looks a bit like the back of a computer motherboard, but it's not that complicated. There are also groups of lines, twists and turns, forming some patterns and textures that Lloyd can't understand.

These lines are also crooked and not so square. They are somewhat similar to the structure of rituals, but they are even further apart. There are still many blurred and damaged places. It seems like a female knight in the hands of the mine boss. I am afraid it really cannot be saved. .

However, the structure of the shell is quite strong. It has been rusted to the point of falling off, but it is still strong and strong, demonstrating the excellent material craftsmanship of ancient civilizations.

I remember the "Book of Truth" said that this thing was made using ancient magic technology. It sounds like it is completely different from our current steam and electricity set. It is another set of technology trees, right? Have you really given up completely? It feels like a pity...

Lloyd was circling the scrap metal in his hand, thinking about it, and suddenly had a sudden idea. He tried to inject some spiritual power into the lines inside, hoping to see if it could trigger any miracles.

The result is obviously not...

Moreover, his spiritual power felt blocked, as if he was being repelled by a piece of scrap metal?

It feels quite subtle, like snow blocking a drain pipe.

Um? Could it be that...the ancient 'power of fighting' and 'the power of demons' are not the same thing as today's spiritual power?

That might explain why humans today have given up on the apparently more advanced ancient technology?

But this raises another question. When the monsters are raging and the end is coming, what are those strong men doing in the third level of "Strength of Fighting"?

Lloyd started a series of unreasonable associations in his mind.

Suddenly, another sudden thought occurred, and I activated the square ring on my hand, [The Landscape Seen by Wisdom], and wanted to see what color this thing would be.

As a result, there was actually a light blue circuit diagram inside this piece of scrap metal.

That was the effect of the spiritual power he had injected previously. Although the spiritual power could not flow through these lines, it could wash over the surface and adsorb on the lines, thus showing blue lines one after another.

And these blue lines are very thin, just as thick as a hair. If you don't turn on the square ring, you can't detect it with just your spiritual vision and inspiration.

After everything turns blue, although the structure has not changed, it allows Lloyd to see the trend of these lines more intuitively.

He observed it carefully and then heard a panel prompt:

[Ding~ Wrong knowledge fragment +1, madness +500]

"what?"

Lloyd was stunned. He didn't expect such an unexpected surprise at all?

The panel will manage things that the "Book of Truth" cannot control, and the knowledge panel that cannot be read in the "Book of Truth" will be used to read?

He quickly did the same thing with the remaining two pieces of scrap metal.

[Ding~ Wrong knowledge fragment +1, madness +500]

[Ding~ Wrong knowledge fragment +1, madness +500]

Obtaining three pieces of knowledge in a row made Lloyd feel itchy and his brain grew again.

He quickly looked at the extra things in his mind.

In fact, it is the complex set of circuit diagrams inside the scrap metal.

These three pieces of scrap metal are all 'scrapped portable shield generators'. Their internal structures look the same, but each has its own damage.

After splicing and making up for each other, it was what Lloyd saw in front of him, but it was still partially incomplete and blurry and could not be put together completely.

This thing is indeed too damaged...

I don’t know if it’s because of the incompleteness. What Lloyd knows so far is just this pattern. There is no additional income. He still can’t figure out the principles and mechanisms of this ancient creation.

Maybe you need to put together a whole picture? Or find a 'portable shield generator' that's in better condition?

But after this route map has been completed, it has more similarities with the rituals of later generations, although the gap is still very large, similar to the 'limited card pool' and 'regular card pool' in the Krypton Gold mobile game. difference.

Anyway, they all belong to the 'card pool'...

But what made Lloyd more concerned was the prompt on the panel.

What is 'wrong knowledge'?

Why does this kind of knowledge also bring spiritual pollution?

He originally wanted to make random associations with his imagination, but he immediately felt a strange intuitive warning, which made him quickly put back his thoughts.

It's just... whatever situations Lloyd encountered in the past, inspiration and weird intuition were beating the gongs and drums in his mind. This time, only that weird intuition was warning...

Lloyd could only sigh helplessly:

"In my short life, I have understood a truth. The more I study ancient history, the more I find that human beings have limits..."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed and slept peacefully.

........................

At this time, in a fairy tale-style bedroom far away in the City of Joy, Alolo was wearing cartoon pajamas, bare feet, and cautiously opened the door.

Then, first, a curved and warped hair slowly emerged from the door frame, and then her pair of blue and black eyes.

Outside the room is the corridor on the second floor. It is a bit dark. Only an oil lamp at the end is giving off a faint light, but it cannot dispel the darkness around it. The entire corridor is still like a giant beast's esophagus. I don't know what is on the other side. Where does the darkness lead.

Eloro couldn't help but shrink back, still not daring to leave the room.

Neither her father nor the strict Miss Xie Belida allowed her to leave the room while sleeping.

Eloro looked down at the octopus puppet in his arms again, feeling that it was emitting more powerful power than before.

This power seemed to give her some inexplicable courage.

I at least...have to go to the first floor...no, to the stairs!

come on! Elolo, you can do it!

Elolo cheered herself up in her heart, pressed her pink lips tightly, hugged the octopus puppet, and took the first step to leave the room.

Another thin line appeared on her slender neck.

Ailuoluo didn't notice the changes on his body. He stood on tiptoe with his bare feet and walked cautiously towards the dark stairs step by step.

She was so scared that cold sweat soaked her pajamas unknowingly.

She should have given up long ago, but there was a strange thought in her mind that made her stubbornly maintain her inner strength.

Just like that, she walked into the darkness of the corridor step by step.

At the same time, I silently counted the steps I took.

一

two

three……

She had carefully counted once before, and she only needed to walk 23 steps to reach the stairs.

twenty two……

twenty-three……

Arrived!

I did it!

Ailuoluo felt happy. He finally took this most critical step for the first time in his sixteen years of life.

Then she began to reach out, trying to touch the handrail of the stairs.

But no matter how much the delicate catkins groped in the dark, they could not find the armrest in memory...

In other words, I couldn't touch anything...

Thanks to the glass beads in the glass bag for tipping Eve Luol 100 points to buy a little skirt.