Steve's Ark of Tomorrow

After Muyou took the plate of food, he felt more and more interesting about the village and the old man.

"You're joking, it's because you are magnanimous and don't care about them."

The old man lowered his head, fear flashed across his eyes.

Naturally, he didn't know what kind of strength the young man in front of him could have, but the smell of Hai Si's unique blood coming from Muyou's body couldn't fool his nose at all, who had dealt with those guys all the year round.

Those fools who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, don't they know what kind of horrible guy they are provoking?

Chapter 9 Conversation

"I'm just joking. I'm not a high-ranking aristocrat. There's no need for you, village chief, to be so humble. Believe me, I'm very reasonable."

Mu You smiled, and there was no intention of chasing up and killing the whole family of the group of people just now. Those group of people were at most an attempted crime, and he would have plenty of time to deal with them slowly afterwards.

But before that, Muyou was even more curious about what the group of people meant by the dangerous Agors.

Now there happened to be an old man who was obviously higher than them here, so I felt sorry for him if I didn't take the opportunity to explain my doubts to myself.

"I hope so. Is there anything else I can help you with? Please just tell me."

The old village chief named Pan De obviously wouldn't believe Mu You's words so easily. He always had a bit of fear in his eyes, and after he settled the matter just now, he put on a look of going to say goodbye. It looks like something happened.

"Really, do you have clothes for everyday wear? Both men's and women's styles are required. I can pay separately."

Muyou looked down at the clothes on his body that were not much better than rags. Speaking of which, he was wearing the clothes before time travel, but after he went to the MC world, it became the classic skin of Cube Man. In this world now, it is possible to replace it.

If a street stall worth tens of dollars can achieve this level, it can be regarded as the end of life.

Since she wanted to change Gloria's clothes, Muyou would not forget herself.

The old village chief just followed Muyou's eyes for a look, and he understood what he meant.

"I'll bring it to you soon."

After agreeing to Muyou's request, the old man was just about to turn around and leave, but Muyou stopped him with the plate of black bread.

"I have one more thing. I want to ask you, the village chief. Can you help me out?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"I heard what the group of people said just now. Taking in the Agor people would bring risks. I want to know why this is so?"

There was no intention of beating around the bush at all, and Mu You asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment.

It's okay to be a riddler, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you talk well.

"As an Agor, the guest himself doesn't have this kind of self-awareness?"

The old man turned around with puzzled eyes, looked at Mu You carefully, and then said in a puzzled tone.

There is no sign of animalization on Muyou's body. This kind of pure appearance can only be found in those weird Agors.

"I'm not... Forget it, just pretend I don't know."

Mu You wanted to say that he was not an Agor, but considering that he would have to explain for a long time, he might as well just admit it, anyway, it would not affect his knowing the answer.

"Well, there's nothing special about it. It's just that the Tribunal seems to have some prejudice against the Agors. Many villages are settled by the Argors after being discovered by the Tribunal. In the name of people colluding with the Church of the Deep Sea, they took away many people."

Although the old village head didn't know why the Muyou Society didn't even know about this kind of thing, he still answered his question seriously, but when he mentioned the so-called trial court, the hatred in those old eyes, There is absolutely no intention to hide it.

"Judging Chamber? Church of the Deep Sea?"

After learning two new terms, the expression of interest on Muyou's face became more obvious.

I always feel that if these things continue to be dug down, sooner or later, a big hole will be dug out.

Maybe there are some other hidden achievements?

The matter involved the plot role of Gloria, so it would be unreasonable to say that these things have nothing to do with the plot.

Fortunately, as a time traveler, Mu You has enough time and thought to investigate these things slowly, and by the way, have fun.

"Does the guest not even know this?"

Seeing Muyou chanting these two names, the expression on the old village chief's face became even more surprised.

If it can be said that the Agor man in front of him is ignorant of world affairs if he doesn’t know what happened before, then the court, which is the official spokesperson of Iberia, doesn’t know about it, so he can’t explain the past with that simple reason up.

"Appreciate further details."

Mu You nodded with a smile, listening to the old man's appearance, is he so surprised that he doesn't know what these two names represent?

But Muyou has a feeling that the old man in front of him will definitely answer him.

"The Tribunal is an organization reorganized from the former Iberian Congress. While controlling the country's politics, it is also a group of mad dogs. They need to bear a large part of the responsibility for the reason why this country has become what it is now!"

Speaking of this secret matter, the old man's tone did not have any meaning to hide, but instead loudly vented his dissatisfaction with this organization.

"Well, it's a state agency, right? Understood."

Mu You didn't mind the emotional comment made by the old man in front of him. After extracting the information he wanted from it, he asked another question.

"Then, what about the remaining Deep Sea Church?"

"..."

"It's just a cult in the mouth of the trial court. It's not easy to evaluate it specifically."

Speaking of this church, the old man who was still filled with righteous indignation soon calmed down. He dared to scold the state organs loudly, but he began to hem and haw on this matter.

"Is that so? Then I understand. Thank you, village chief, for your clarification."

People don't want to talk about it anymore, so it's not good for Muyou to ask further questions. The old man's attitude towards him from the beginning was a bit too good. an old man.

"You're welcome, this is what you should know as a guest, and you have paid the corresponding reward."

The old village chief still had a respectful attitude towards the nomads, and his polite appearance made it hard to believe that this was an old man in such a poor seaside mountain village.

There are troublemakers in the poor mountains and rivers, and Muyou thought that most of the people in this village should be of similar quality to the group just now.

"Then, I have one last question, please answer me, the village chief."

"Ok?"

"Why did you tell me these things, and if you know that doing so is risky, you shouldn't take us in, right?"

Mu You leaned against the door, looking directly at the old man's cloudy eyes.

"..., can't it be for money?"

After a brief silence, the old man gave the most reasonable answer.

"Of course it can. After all, money can solve most problems, right?"

Muyou grinned, as if he was satisfied with the answer to this question, turned around and walked back into the room.

Feeling the departure of the old man behind him, the smile on the corner of Muyou's mouth became brighter.

This thing has become more interesting, this is the experience that a world should have, not like before, in addition to fighting with the group of cube zombies every day, it is fighting with various skin-changing mods.

Thinking of the title of "Deep Sea Church Member" on the heads of most villagers in the village, Muyou felt that coming to this village was simply a wise decision.

Fighting and killing, how can it be interesting to personally participate in the fun like now?

Chapter 10 This wave of blood earning

As soon as Mu You returned to his room, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze quickly.

It wasn't that something unexpected happened to him, but that he just picked up the black bread sent by the village head and took a bite, almost knocking out his teeth.

It is too much to say that this thing is a game of bricks. The shepherd is so big. Except for the baguette that lives in all kinds of jokes and is called a French military weapon, I have never seen such a hard one. --bread.

Picking up the sharp Nether alloy sword at his waist and cutting off a corner from the bread, Mu You suddenly had a clear understanding of how poor a village can be.

From the cut of the bread, Muyou can clearly see that the ingredients of this thing are not as simple as the legendary wheat flour mixed with wheat bran, it is simply a wood chip aggregate with some wheat bran added.

It's hard to imagine that people in this village may rely on this kind of thing to spend every day.

Putting the leftovers into his mouth, Muyou carefully savored the first special dish he ate when he came to this world.

Apart from some cut mouths, there was no other too bad taste, at least it tasted much better than the carrion he had eaten.

When it comes to things like food, nomads will never waste a single bit of it. This is his habit, and it is also out of respect for food.

But he didn't plan to eat the rest. Maybe he would send them away to the villagers outside. They should be happy to have a full meal.

Of course, she couldn't do such a thing as feeding Gloria.

Bullying a fool will result in retribution.

And just as Mu You was thinking about Gloria, the girl who should have been lying on the bed quietly sat up suddenly.

The two of them met each other's eyes, and Muyou thought that she might have remembered something, but she quickly ruled out this possibility from her dull eyes without highlights.

So what does she want?

Before Mu You could think about the result of this question, the girl sitting on the bed spurted a big mouthful of blood towards him.

Suddenly being sprayed on the face, Mu You looked down at the blood-stained clothes on his body, and sighed helplessly.

Well, this suit is a complete and honorable discharge.

Compared with the clothes she was wearing, Mu You was more concerned about the girl who spit out a big mouthful of blood, which made her fair little face a little sickly pale.

Looking at her like this, it shouldn't be the internal injury caused by the collision at the beginning, right?

After all, what he hit was her head, but not the area of ​​her chest and abdomen.

For that collision, Muyou's memory is still very clear.

In other words, before this, perhaps this girl named Gloria had already been injured.

This can also explain why the group of Zhanwu scum-like monsters dared to chase her.

Of course, he couldn't be sure if Mu You's follow-up Na Yizhuang had aggravated the girl's injury.

I wanted to wipe off the blood on my face, but for some reason, the blood melted into Mu You's skin like an extremely easily absorbed cream.

Fortunately, Mu You didn't see any strange buffs in the status bar, so he didn't take it to heart.

Supporting the girl who woke up and stretched out her hands like a toddler longing for her father's embrace, Mu You quickly deduced from her expression that her current physical condition was not very optimistic.

"Nian, when you call me Dad, I don't care about you. If you meet me, you will be lucky."

After flipping through the backpack again, Mu You, who really found something that could be used now, smiled at the girl.

"baba?"

It seems that IQ has degraded to the point where she can only say such a title, even though Gloria, who grabbed Muyou's arm, was too weak to speak, she still called him with a weak voice.

Completely looks like a sick child.

"Yes, yes, dad is here, be good, open your mouth and take the medicine."

Reluctantly accepting his identity as a cheap father, Mu You took out a gleaming golden apple from his backpack, and said to the girl who shrank into his arms in a coaxing tone.

If it wasn't for him who caused this incident, Muyou would never have taken out the golden apple so simply. This thing is considered to be the first half of life. Even if it is not enchanted, the cost price is definitely not low up.

Usually, Muyou himself is reluctant to eat it.

The girl with amnesia looked at Muyou, then at the golden apple in his hand, her scarlet eyes blinked, revealing a trace of bewilderment and doubt.

"Well, I overestimated your current understanding."

Shaking his head, Muyou could only put the golden apple in his hand on the girl's delicate pink jelly-like lips, and then made a biting motion himself.

Seeing Muyou's demonstration like this, the girl finally understood what he wanted to do by herself, her red lips parted slightly, and her shell-like teeth pressed against the skin of the apple.

"Crack!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the girl covered her mouth. Although there was still an instinctive closeness to Muyou in her eyes, it could not hide the resentment after being teased.

But Muyou looked at the golden apple with a small tooth mark in his hand, and didn't know how to complain about the current situation.

The co-authorship of this thing is really pure gold, why is it so restored on this point?

When he thought that the thing he usually gnawed had eight thousand instead of ten thousand, Muyou suddenly felt that if he died one day, he must have died of heavy metal poisoning.

But now a more serious problem that Muyou is facing is that the girl in his arms looks like she is about to die, and he has medicine that can save her, but the girl can't take it.