It Won't Hurt to Scrape Again when It's All over to Terra.

Mo Qi nodded. He once said in front of Raphael such violent remarks as "Latland guns are simply garbage". After being punished by Raphael, Raphael told him that he was right. .

- "We are constantly losing something important. It's true that these guns are rubbish, but I'm not happy to hear that."

"Unlike these in our hands, your gun is the power that [the archetype] can only have. Now that the younger generation has no chance to touch the [archetype], it is normal for them to be excited."

The bishop put his hand into his arms and took out a hand gun, which was his guard gun.

Putting the gun lightly on the table, the bishop asked, "How do you like it?"

Blue quality, stats are pitifully low.

Mo Qi couldn't help shaking his head.

The bishop sighed: "We still need to hold the gun to understand it. Can you do it just by looking at it?"

"...Are you looking for me just to find a craftsman?"

"Why would we travel all the way to Rutland if we just need a craftsman? All it takes is a long-term supply agreement? You guessed it, didn't you?"

The bishop saw a monk approaching him, and he remembered that he entrusted the young man with the task of rearranging the vehicle and replenishing supplies.

"It looks like it's time to say goodbye." The bishop put away his guns and stood up: "I believe you have prepared everything you need along the way, and your companions will come to inform you soon, right? May the glory of the Lord shine on your way forward."

"Maybe the next time we meet, I will also honor you as 'His Royal Highness'."

Section 593 016. All waiting is meaningful

Not long after the bishop left, Mo Qi's agent's watch vibrated. As the bishop said, an angel could come to inform him of his departure.

The whole way was unimpeded, and soon they left behind the city that they had only stayed in for a long time.

Mo Qi felt that he needed a small nap, and was woken up early in the morning by the voices of the angels and the others. With the bumpy journey, he felt sleepy again.

……

Rutland, Masdar, Committee for the Stewardship of the Sacred Sites

This is the privileged organization known to all in Rutland, and it is also the privileged organization that Rutlan people are least aware of.

This committee is the well-deserved chief of the [Top Ten Hidden Legends of Rutland] on the Rutland Intercity Internet. The nine below it change from time to time, but it never changes.

The ghost knows why there is such a mysterious statement on the social platform of a religious country. Anyway, Mo Qi has brushed it. It seems that the energetic Sakota is not only an angel, although the poster may be an angel. Bit Ribley.

The heavy responsibility and strict selection criteria of the Holy Land Ruins Management Committee made it impossible to openly appear in the sight of Rutland residents, because this committee was in charge of Rutland's lifeline.

- The [prototypes] of those guns.

The heavy door slowly opened. This secret sealed place is the core of the Holy Land Ruins Management Committee, and today it welcomed the most distinguished visitors from all Rutland except the Lord.

"It's ready to go in, Your Majesty the Pope."

Confirming that it is safe, the cardinal, who is the chairman of the Holy Land Relics Management Committee, signaled to the Pope.

Looking at the ancient and powerful Lateran texts on the completely open door, the Pope slowly entered this most important place for Lateran.

This is like an arsenal, a gun weapons exhibition hall.

As long as you enter here, you are already swimming in the sea of ​​guns. Every gun that the Sakotas know and can use can be found here.

Because these are their [prototypes], without them, there would be no Rutland guns that are held in the hands of the Sakotas today.

Members of the Holy Land Relics Management Committee refer to this place as the "sanctuary".

After the Pope toured around, he asked the cardinal beside him: "How is the situation?"

"We have already asked the Ministry of Industry and Construction to reduce the production of the existing guns, so that the dispersion of power will be further reduced, but..." The cardinal considered the words before he spoke bitterly: "The more the suppression in the ruins, the more It's difficult, we have used all the available personnel, otherwise there would be a few more people standing outside the door to greet you today."

Not to mention the "several people" that the cardinal said in his mouth, even he himself looks like a mess, as if... he came back from a special trip for the Pope's arrival.

The Pope shook his head helplessly: "Actually, you don't have to worry about me. I was also a member of this committee. I am more familiar with this place than you, just like coming home."

The cardinal twitched. Indeed, before the Pope became Pope, he held the current position of a cardinal, that is, he also served as "the chairman of the Holy Land Relics Management Committee as a cardinal", and there were cardinals during his reign. The bishop is three times as long.

"However, someone still needs to report to you about the situation of the Holy Land Relics. Your Majesty, we need help. We can only rely on the strength of the current Holy Land Relics Management Committee."

The cardinal remembered the golden barrier they had propped up in the ruins of the Holy Land. It had enveloped the entire ruins they had already explored, for no other reason than to reduce the power of something terrifying inside. It's been a few days, exactly the day the Pope sent a messenger to demand that all mobile cities move outward.

"There is no good news these days. Except for disasters, even I can't stand it anymore." The cardinal looked a little mentally weak, and it was his spiritual strength that was constantly eroded by spells, which was reflected in appearance. The most common is probably extreme fatigue.

"I'm sorry, at this stage the only thing I can say is some painless words of comfort," the Pope said regretfully: "Whether it is a relic or a committee, it is not possible to urgently recruit members."

The cardinal also nodded heavily. Of course, he understands that these are impossible, and he absolutely cannot read this precedent, but it is really impossible to maintain the purification barrier with their existing strength.

"Hehe, I said it was [at this stage] right?"

"Huh?! You mean...?"

The cardinal's eyes widened, and the pope admitted that just as the cardinal thought in his heart: "It will take a few days, and Mostima will help you first."

"Huh—" Hearing the answer he wanted, the cardinal let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good..."

He just said, as a core member of the Holy Land Ruins Management Committee, how could he still be running around when the ruins were undergoing major changes.

Remember... being a messenger?

What a waste.

"Okay, I'll trouble my old friend to work hard for a while... The next road, just let me go by myself."

The Pope's gaze looked into the depths of this space. The cardinal followed the Pope's gaze and understood what he was going to do next. He didn't say anything more, but obeyed the Pope's will and decisively. left here.

The door was closed, and the Pope was locked inside alone.

After seeing that there was no gap left at the door, the Pope turned around and walked in without haste, until he reached the deepest part of the arsenal.

A downward spiral staircase shows traces of repair and cleaning. Even if almost no one walks here, the guards still take care of it spotlessly.

Every part of the sanctuary deserves to be spotless, and the management here is meticulous in keeping it all in order.

The Pope went down without the slightest hesitation.

"Michael..."

As soon as the Pope touched the bottom of the ground, a voice was calling his name, and the voice was heavy and slightly harsh.

"We've felt it, the catastrophe is trying to wake up."

This time there was a different person, a female voice, her voice was crisp, but incomparably flat.

"We should go back and continue our mission."

At this time, the voice changed to a gentle male voice.

This is only part of it. There seem to be many people here. They talk a lot, seem to be discussing, and seem to be arguing.

"Everyone, please calm down," the Pope shook his head helplessly: "I already knew when I received the news that you would definitely be unable to hold back, but I still want to say that your body is no longer enough to support you. The next battle is coming, and the compatriots sent you here in the hope that you will survive."

"But this kind of lingering is not what we want..."

"This is by no means lingering, all waiting will be meaningful, my compatriots," the Pope interrupted the beautiful female voice just now, and said a message: "Things have not gotten worse, everything is in our hands. I am not here to appease you this time, but to convey a message that we have all been waiting for for a long time—"

"The one whom the Lord looks upon has set foot on the land of Rutland."

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Section 594 017. On the journey

Terrain has different styles and features, such as the rainforests and deserts of Sargon, the permafrost of Sami and Usas, the mountains and rivers of Dayan, the coast of Iberia, etc. It can be said that each country has its own nature. scenery.

The only thing that is the same is probably the scenery near the mobile city waterways of various countries. Due to the navigation of the mobile city, after being overwhelmed by such a behemoth, there will always be a lot of mess left behind, so most mobile cities will choose to be flat and boundless. sailing on the wasteland.

This also leads to some ignorant mobile city dwellers who will always say "the place other than the city is completely deserted, the world is not saved" and so on.

Because there are few natural disasters to visit Rutland, in addition to mobile cities, Rutland has many villages and towns and other land settlements scattered on Rutland's territory. The brothers and sisters Luo Nian and Luo Hana also Not born in a mobile city, they were the Riboli siblings who grew up in the border village of Rutland.

Different from people like Kjerag who only want to get close to their holy mountain and get closer, they form a huge city. The beliefs of the residents of Rutland are pinned on the church, even in a small village. A simple church, and certainly the best building in the village.

As long as you step there, you are under the watchful eyes of the Lord, and people's beliefs will have a place to rest.

Thinking about it this way, the bishop's preparations for them were actually a bit too much. After all, after Mo Qi woke up, he had seen three or four villages and towns along the way.

Grasslands, rivers, wheat fields, flocks of sheep, and Leboli shepherdess who smile and wave to their vehicles.

Combined with the sunny but not hot weather today, everything looks like a picture.

"Looking at it this way, you don't actually need a mobile city in Rutland, right? A mobile city is a shelter for the Terrans. You have the same unique geographical environment as Sherag, and there is no need for a mobile city at all, right?"

The mobile city of Seville has been parked at its original location for several years, and there is no need to move at all. Mo Qi and the others also passed by the original parking lot of Seville on the way. Lanes run over by various vehicles, and the natural environment elsewhere is not much different from where Rutland doesn't have a moving city.

Mo Qi suspected that when the Pope retracted his order, a city like Seville might not have to drive back to its original position and continue to lie down.

A mobile city that has hardly moved since it was built, and has been lying on the ground for many years, can it still be called a mobile city?

"It was like this in Rutland in the past, we all live on land, and now the names of several mobile cities in Rutland are directly based on the name of the largest town where they were located at the time. These villages and towns we passed by along the way. , most of them have a history of at least nearly a hundred years!"

It can be seen that Michael was very proud when he said this. The villages and towns on the land can exist for a hundred years, and only Guotai Min'an can explain it.

Of course, those villages and towns near the border are always harassed by bandits. There is no way to do it. The number of Rutland garrison guards arranged on the border in recent years also shows that Rutland has not abandoned these marginal people.

The move to build a mobile city is more like Rutland’s precautionary measures. It was started by a certain pope, and it was not until the fourth pope after that took over that this huge project was approaching completion. Lateran It also began to transfer residents to live in mobile cities, and finally became what it is today.

"See, there are the ruins of the former Masdar."

Raphael suddenly pointed out the window.

It's blurry, but you can still see the city above the horizon, not too real because they haven't gotten to Masdar's edge yet.

Masdar is more than a mobile city like Seville. It can be said that after the city was built, the engine of the city has not been started. It seems that the role of the new city is to let the original Masdar Residents moved out, leaving the original city empty.

Mo Qi opened the window and let the wind ruffle his not-so-long hair, looking at the two cities with the same name at the end of his line of sight amid the bumps in the vehicle.

The closer he gets to Masdar, the more obvious the strange feeling from his right arm. As the progress continues, when they step into Masdar, Mo Qi's hand may burn directly.