Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster

It seems that the power of the "bonfire" must have done something to Claymore's soul...

This bonfire is really not simple...

Rogge sighed in his heart. The group of firewood pickers might not be as simple as most players think.

"Claymore, what do you mean by the broken firewood you mentioned before?"

Rogge asked again.

Claymore pondered for a moment about Rogge's question: "...Although I didn't hear it clearly when the witch said it, I understand that it should refer to some powerful survivors."

The survivors, he had said when he talked to Rogge before, the narration from the witch's soul also refers to these monsters who have lost their reason.

The powerful survivors, perhaps refer to those powerful beings whose reason was not swallowed up by the disaster.

Thinking of this, Rogge did not choose to continue to question Claymore.

It is not difficult to see that his character is very kind and honest. Perhaps because Rogge fought side by side with him and saved him once, he gave Rogge a lot of trust.

As long as Roger asked, he would tell what he knew, and even if he didn't know, he would try hard to think about it. Only when he didn't know anything, he would shake his head.

Thinking of this, Roger sighed again in his heart.

He didn't know what the purpose of this so-called "bonfire" was, but he didn't intend to keep this honest, kind and somewhat naive boy in the dark.

"Claymore." Roger was silent for a moment and asked, "... Do you think there will be an end to such a difficult and hopeless journey?"

In response to Roger's question, Claymore did not hesitate at all and nodded firmly.

"There will be."

"Why do you say that?"

"This is what the witch told me. Even if I can't pick up the fire again, there will definitely be firewood pickers who will succeed. Anyway... the world won't get worse, right?"

After hearing his words, Roger couldn't help but smile.

The future of the firewood pickers is destined to be dark.

Sadly, even their solid backing "bonfire" may not be bright.

Roger doesn't think that the power of the spirit candle is necessarily nobler than the bonfire, maybe they just have different ways.

The huge difference between the firewood collector and the candle spirit may have a reason...

At this point, Rogge had some guesses in his mind.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Rogge looked at the boy in front of him and said seriously: "The soul in your body... is not complete, which may be the reason for your memory loss."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of Nonia on the candle firewood island.

Her soul also came from the dagger, but unlike the dagger witch in Claymore's mouth, she was knowledgeable and knew a lot. Nonia lost a lot of memories, which... was not a coincidence.

"My soul... is missing?" Hearing Rogge's words, Claymore was stunned, and then he felt it himself, and didn't notice anything unusual: "Mr. Gro, how did you know?"

"If you believe me, then remember what I said." Rogge shook his head without too much explanation.

Some things are better not to tell him, or it may become a way to bring disaster.

"It's time to say goodbye. I can't use your spoils. Keep them for yourself."

"Here you go."

All the questions that should be asked have been asked, and all the words that should be said have been said. It's time to end the second meeting with the firewood collector.

Rogge stood up and handed him a small candle.

"If you meet other candle spirits, you can ask them for help."

"Light this candle with war fire when necessary, maybe we will have a chance to meet again."

"This... Mr. Gro..." Claymore looked down at the small candle in his hand, reluctant to leave.

"Goodbye."

He nodded and said solemnly.

In the chaotic world full of survivors, he finally met such a living person who could talk.

Even though Rogge asked him most of the time, he still felt that this atmosphere was very good, at least not as depressing and lonely as before.

After Rogge took a last look at the boy in front of him, he turned around, and his figure was gradually covered by the azure firelight, and finally dissipated in the heavy rain outside the fortress.

Looking at the place where he disappeared, Claymore was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, put away the small candle, and then crushed the sparks in his hand, and his body gradually disappeared.

I wonder if this enthusiastic firewood collector can always maintain the vigorous firelight, and where he will go in the endless darkness...

...

[Reconnecting...]

As the darkness in front of him gradually dissipated, Niu Niu finally returned to his game.

"I should be the first one to encounter such a vicious bug? Damn bad luck!"

Niu Niu couldn't help but curse. He had been waiting for a long time just now, and was anxiously turning around on the login interface.

Now he finally came in.

Then he saw a game prompt appearing in his sight.

[Dear Candle Spirit Warrior, due to the program disorder of this game, it has caused you inconvenience...]

[...Hereby, we have sent you a bug compensation. Please go to the Spirit Candle to collect it. I wish you a happy game! ]

Niu Niu raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and then came to the side of the Spirit Candle and touched it, feeling a little surprised.

"Hey, the game's official is really good. There is compensation for a bug in an internal beta game. Not bad, not bad, the attitude is very good."

"Just for this reason, I must recharge when the game is officially launched!"

Niu Niu said righteously.

Of course, it would have been more convincing if he had said this before seeing the 100 wax oil compensation.

Afterwards, he happily entered the underground space, preparing to practice the theory of skipping classes.

But his expression soon froze.

Damn it, where is my boss?

What about the big cruel lady and her puppy? Gone? !

Niuniu is a little unbelievable.

His copy was reset not long ago, and it cost him nearly a hundred wax oil.

Doesn't this mean that he has to spend wax and oil to reset it and then go through it again?

Damn it! No wonder they compensated me with 100 wax oil!

Niu Niu's happy mood suddenly turned bitter. This time, he didn't know whether he lost money or not... Anyway, he definitely didn't make any money!

…

[Brothers, I met a salary collector again today! This time I met an honest kid who came up with a lot of tricks. Come and analyze! 】

【……】

In the Lingzhu Forum, a post attracted a lot of attention as soon as it was posted. The official didn't know what the reason was, so they quickly gave this post a thumbs up.

However, the content is barely worthy of this masterpiece.

"What the hell? The bonfire picker burned his soul and resurrected it? It's too miserable, buddy. Isn't this the pure youth version of Lingzhu?"

"High emotional intelligence: the youth version, low emotional intelligence: the castrated version."

"This salary collector is so miserable. He lives in such a small place and can't communicate with other salary collectors. If he dies too many, his soul will be wiped out. God, this is the real sufferer!"

"Come on, no matter how miserable I am, why don't I still have a dagger witch by my side? If I were paired with a dagger witch, I would be willing to burn my soul!"

"What you said is wrong, we obviously have Miss Nonia too!"

"Don't mention it. I get angry when I mention it. We have so many candle spirits, why is there only one candle-keeping witch? A thousand more, ten for each person!"

"Wake up, this candle-keeper witch is not ours, she is officially assigned to the candle-keeper."

"Damn the candle keeper, brothers, join me in fighting into the cave and seize the bird position of the candle keeper, wouldn't it be great! (angry)"

"I took a screenshot. I'll report you to the candle keeper later."

"No, brother, there were so many people outside just now..."

"..."

A group of players who were keen on visiting the forum to improve themselves suddenly started a lively discussion.

As the popularity of the game and the number of people increase, coupled with the storyteller's videos and the recent leaks of high-quality photos and videos, the Lingzhu Forum has more and more people.

This naturally makes many players addicted to it and fascinated by Lingzhu. Even if they don't get a quota, they can still know all the terms and backgrounds in the game.

Of course, in addition to players who are having fun with memes and abstractions, there are also those who seriously discuss the plot.

Brother Miao didn’t fail the exam: “What do you think of the distance? @诗和远方”

Poetry and the distance: “I haven’t finished it yet.”

I suppress all enemies: "No homophones!"

Lao Na suppressed all enemies: "No homophonic jokes!"

...This group of players is easy to talk nonsense, but fortunately, there are people who read and analyze it carefully.

Storyteller: "The relationship between the so-called 'bonfire' and the salary collectors is almost the same as that between the candle spirit and the spiritual candle, but I feel that the bonfire doesn't seem to care about the salary collectors that much..."

Scheming Frog: "You already have a dedicated witch, don't you care?"

Storyteller: "I can't say for sure...but I just feel that there is no evidence and there is still too little information. This salary collector named Claymore is obviously too immature. What the witch said to him basically goes in one ear and the other." Out, leaving only a little response echoing in my head..."

Storyteller: "The term "Fire Temple" needs to be highlighted. It should be very important."

Storyteller: "There must be a reason why salary earners can't meet each other..."

Storyteller: "Well, I actually have an idea, I don't know whether I should talk about it or not..."

Fighting is exciting: "Tell me! Can you type faster?"

After a while.

Storyteller: "Hey, I want to hear what happened..."

When it comes to the key points, the storyteller has obviously relapsed into his old habit of not saying anything in mid-sentence, and just likes to watch others want to know but have no way of knowing.

Fighting is exciting: "? Damn! What do you think? Tell me, tell me quickly!!!"

Brother Miao didn't pass the exam: "This stinky storyteller is back to his old habits, isn't he?"

My hamster’s name is Guagua: “Oh Storyteller, you are so annoying!”

The most important one is Chun Tingyue: "Where's Brother Aotian? Where's Brother Invincible? Let's save him through justice!"

In this regard, the two emperors seemed to have a tacit agreement not to show their heads.

Rogge's eyes, which had been peeking at the player on the screen, also became dangerous.

But eventually someone took action.

Scheming frog: "?"

The scheming frog: "Don't worry, brothers, I'll come and cut some fruit for this kid, @storyteller (smile) (smile) (smile) (picture)"

Seeing the picture sent by the scheming frog holding a kitchen knife, the Storyteller, who was grinning in amusement at the anxious expressions of others, suddenly trembled in his hands.

He didn't dare to tell others, but he knew Frog Boy very well. Not only did he know his address, but he also kept his word. Although it was impossible to actually chop him, he would definitely not run away after being whipped...

Thinking of this, the storyteller became a little uneasy and quickly shouted towards the studio door: "Fan, fan! Close the door! Close the iron door downstairs! Quick!"

"Huh? Oh."

Dangdangdangdangdang...bang!

"What door are you closing?" The scheming frog pushed open the door and gave him a kind smile...

...

Storyteller: "Ahem, brothers, I swear here that I will never keep you in suspense again."

After a simple promise, he quickly threw out his idea.

"In fact, the idea I just mentioned is a speculation under a hypothetical premise. Let's assume that the player's spirit candle and the firewood picker's bonfire are products of the same level."

"The host also said before that the firewood picker can also draw strength and weapons from dead monsters."

"In this case, compared with the spirit candle's consumption of wax oil to revive, the bonfire's burning of souls to reshape the body seems a bit strange."

"And it's also very strange that the bonfire doesn't let the firewood pickers meet each other. It's obvious that helping each other will only make the firewood pickers stronger."

"Then, under this premise, I have only one conclusion-"

"If the firewood pickers are carrying the burden, then there must be someone who is living a peaceful life..."

To put it in human terms, there are "people" who are profiting from it.

"Of course, if the assumption is not true, then everything is fine. The bonfire may just be purely incapable..."

Although it's just a hypothesis, there is no doubt that his speculation still makes some sense.

Of course, everything is based on the premise that the premise is true.

Fighting is fun: "That makes sense, I think so too."

My hamster is called Guagua: "It's not easy, the storyteller finally found his conscience, I won't keep you in suspense! (crying)"

My son failed the exam, I got on the shore: "Hehe, the storyteller doesn't like to move around, Frog's knife has just been sharpened."

Miao brother did not fail the exam: "I saw the photos in the group, I feel comfortable, what Aotian brother and invincible brother, they are not as good as my Frog brother."

The deity suppresses all enemies: "The deity just saw it, don't be so harsh."

Bron is really not deaf: "Maybe you can ask the candle keeper?"

...

Ask me what's the use...

After reading the discussion in the forum, Rogge was thoughtful.

That post was naturally posted by him under a vest, in order to arouse the curiosity of the players and see how they view this matter.

Now it seems that they really provided Rogge with some feasible ideas.

Rogge was also prepared for this.

The small candle he gave Claymore was a preparation.

This thing is equivalent to a tracker. As long as Claymore carries it, Rogge can get feedback through the perception of the spirit candle.

If the existence behind the bonfire is stronger than the spirit candle, it may be noticed.

But now it seems... it seems not?

Although Rogge cannot determine the exact location, he can still vaguely feel the existence of the small candle from the feedback.

Didn't notice it?

Could it be that he really thought too much? This bonfire is just weak?

Rogge frowned slightly and called Nonia again. Naturally, he had to tell her about this matter, maybe it could awaken some of her memories.

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