Red Moon Returns

It was not human at all, not even understandable as a living thing.

The phantom is a huge colorful cone, covered with uneven scales. Four cylindrical objects protrude from the top of the cone, constantly expanding and contracting, looking like hands and feet. Two of them have something like crab claws on the end, another one has a red trumpet-shaped object on the end, and the last one has a ball with three weird eyes emerging from it.

Lynch has realized that his inspiration has allowed him to see something strange again. The so-called Yisi tribe is probably a mysterious alien race that is hidden in the world just like ghouls or deep divers.

What the hell is this, like a pure geometric figure, can it really be called alien?

However, just when Lin Qi was madly complaining in his heart, the eyes on the ball turned to the three of them, staring at each one. Although the scene was a bit funny, the mysterious pressure still made Lin Qi feel palpitations.

However, he was not nervous or worried. After all, there was a seventh-level strong man next to him. Instead, he looked at the other person's shadow with curiosity. Seeing his reaction, the two ladies also realized what happened and looked at each other's eyes. Becoming weird.

The other party ignored the three people's rudeness and nodded calmly. Only then did Lin Qi look away and look at the two people sitting in the living room.

A man wearing a golden priest's robe, about fifty years old, with no expression on his face and no emotion at all.

The other one, the one with the shadow behind him, is a very ordinary middle-aged man, just like an ordinary uncle that can be seen everywhere in the city, without even any special features.

"I am Hector, the director of Fortune Church. I know what you are operating through several churches and are also under pressure from the diocese."

Bishop Hector’s voice had no ups and downs, and what he said was cold and unemotional at all:

"That's my personal relationship. I won't let business and private matters get mixed up, so I always ignore your pressure. But now it's his private request and has nothing to do with business, so I brought him here."

He is indifferent, indifferent and direct, and he is indeed a believer in wealth and money. Although the other party brought the person he was looking for this time, Lynch did not like him at all.

The other party seemed to think so too. After saying that, he stood up and said, "You can handle the rest by yourselves."

As he spoke, he nodded to President Gurman and strode out of the reception room, leaving only a confused Lynch.

President Gurman sighed helplessly and patted Lynch on the shoulder to express comfort, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he was asking something.

Lynch was a little puzzled, but before he could say anything, Miss Diana's hand under the table was held by Miss Diana and squeezed gently.

Lin Qi understood and nodded to Gurman's question. The president smiled and exited the reception room, leaving only the three of them alone with the representative of the Yis tribe.

Looking at his reaction, Lynch was thoughtful. He suddenly understood what these people were doing, and he also had a good impression of the unkind Bishop Hector.

Hector and Gurman should both know what these Yis people are. It is impossible for any normal person to bring such a sensitive companion to visit someone else's home. Even if they meet in public, it may cause Lynch to feel uncomfortable. If there is a necessary misunderstanding, the best way is to find an environment like this, where both parties can feel at ease.

Hector and Gurman acted like typical middlemen, only responsible for introductions and not asking for anything else.

This made Lynch sigh. Sure enough, no matter in which world, the world is not about fighting, but about worldliness. Miss Diana is worthy of being from a noble family, and she can see clearly at a glance. If she hadn't reminded her, she would have said Maybe he is as confused as the silly girl next to him.

So I believed people's words easily, had a prejudice against him, and chose the wrong way to contact him?

Lin Qi already had an idea in his mind, but now was not the time. At this time, he was seriously looking at the man opposite him.

Regardless of their appearance or clothing, they are all very ordinary Landers. They wear rough linen casual clothes and a sun hat. Their faces are covered with traces of wind and sun. They are no different from workers in factories in the gray fog area.

Can such a person be a mysterious alien?

[Lynch, please note that this kind of creature is very special. They come from the mythical age, but they are not now. In short, it is difficult for me to explain it to you. Ask it yourself and see if you can understand it]

Lin Qi became even more confused. On the surface, he remained calm and smiled at the Yi people: "I know you are residents of the mythical age."

The other party seemed to have no reaction, but the four tentacles of the cone in the shadow were tightened.

"But you don't seem to be one of them. It's a bit strange. Can you explain it in detail?"

Well, the two ladies looked over together, vaguely worried: What is this man talking about?

Lynch was actually worried about his mental state: Is what I said human?

But for the first time, the Yisi people showed affection and spoke in a very ordinary human voice. Only then did Lynch understand the origin of these things and why they were almost unknown.

These things are indeed aliens born in the real world due to the mysterious and filthy radiation of fantasy dreams, but even they themselves do not know the time of their birth. These are not even spiritual bodies, and they have no body. Aliens that are close to simple concepts are born with time. With the ability to travel, they merged with a strange cone-shaped species in the early mythological era. They lived in that era for a period of time and called themselves the great race of Yis.

The catastrophe at the end of the First Age destroyed almost all living things, but most of the Yithians survived. However, in the barbaric era of the Second Age, a war broke out with another strange alien species. They won first and then lost, and were eventually completely extinct. .

But it was only the cones that became extinct, not the real Yithians. The ability of time allowed the Yithians to foresee this extinction, so they uploaded them collectively in advance, escaped from their original bodies, and collectively fled to the future hundreds of millions of years later, occupying He continued to live in the body of an intelligent beetle of that era.

They only exist in ancient times and the future. There is no concept of Yithians now, so almost no one knows about them. But in fact, there are still a small number of Yithians in the world, and only a very few people who have been in contact with them and are aware of them can learn about them, such as Bishop Hector.

"Consciousness exchange." The Yisi people explained, "We can exchange the consciousness of the future with the consciousness of creatures in most eras for a short period of time. Swap eras, and then exchange them back when the time limit is up. However, the original consciousness of this body will be destroyed when it comes back. Cleanse the memory. We generally study history in this way, so some of our tribesmen are observing and studying the key historical nodes of each era. The so-called tribe is actually the collective name of these scattered tribesmen, and there is no real fixed In the settlement, close contacts who are willing to help have also sworn not to disclose our existence, so it is normal that you cannot find us. "

Miss Diana subconsciously asked: "Now is also a critical historical node? Is something going to happen?"

"Of course." There was a kind of surprise in the eyes of the Yisi man that "you actually asked such a question", but he quickly returned to normal, "As for what happened... do you really want to know?"

Mudd, retribution comes so quickly. Lynch murmured in his heart, we just pretended to be a prophet in the memories of the third era yesterday, and the retribution came the next day. Miss Diana was silent for a long time when asked, and finally shook her head slightly.

"This is the best choice." Yisren said, "Due to the ability to travel through time, we have indeed mastered the method of avoiding being targeted by hounds. We are also willing to help you, and we can also give you a small gift."

"So...what's the price?"