Soul echo

Chapter 248 The Battle of Killing the Gods ([-])

In just five days, the whole of Paris was dressed up as a celebration.

Decorated with colorful lights and festoons, colorful ribbons and flags adorn the city's daytime, and countless lights light up the city's nighttime.

Money circulated in large quantities, flowing out from the hands of commoners, nobles and kings, into factories, workshops and shops, and returned to streets, houses and palaces in various materials.

The circulating economy has brought about the improvement of material life. Many workers and businessmen have received far more than usual salaries, and they and their families also have to participate in celebrations. Therefore, the money in their hands is spent again, and this part of the money flows in again. Among other shops, after changing hands, they entered factories and workshops.

Factories and workshops are not the end of these money, because want to produce things, also need raw materials, so money flows again, villages, farms, mines...

But the money didn’t just flow out. There was also outside money flowing into Paris as raw material convoys and other travelers entered the city.

The constant circulation of money constitutes a wonderful cycle-everything that people spend will eventually turn into taxes and flow into the treasury of the nobles, and then enter the people again during the celebration.

During this period, the money has not changed in essence. It is just handed over from one person to another, and the 'value' is generated.

If Paris is a big machine that never stops, then money is the fuel of this machine.

Increasing the injection of fuel will make this machine explode with unprecedented efficiency.

As time passed, it was getting closer to the day when the 'Great Contest' was officially held, and the atmosphere in the city was getting hotter day by day.

Whether uptown or downtown, all fell into a sea of ​​joy.

More and more jobs are gradually filling up the task bar of the Adventurer's House. After all, the Adventurer's House is open to anyone who dares to post any task on the taskbar. In recent days, the Adventurer's House has almost become a labor service. dispatch center.

To the bewilderment of native adventurers, those outsiders seem to have disappeared again recently.

Obviously, I could see it every day in front of the task bar. Although there were always people who accepted the task and left, there were also people who completed the task and came back.

But now, there are not many outsiders in front of the task bar... I don't know where all those people have gone?

However, these doubts only hovered in the minds of the local adventurers for a while, and then they were left behind and no longer thought about it.

Now there are so many tasks that allow them to earn money, many of them are quite easy, and there is no need to be hostile to those guys.

Therefore, the group of local adventurers who had just been connected for a short time were overwhelmed by the sudden large number of tasks.

——They don't care about those foreign adventurers at all. They only care about whether they can make money. On the basis of making money, it would be better if it becomes easier.

Since the foreign adventurers no longer knew where they had gone, there was no point in forming a faction. On the contrary, at this time, other adventurers became their opponents—opponents that hindered them from making easy money!

The dull atmosphere of the Adventurer's House in Paris was swept away, and it returned to the hustle and bustle of the past. This also made the person in charge of the Adventurer's House heave a sigh of relief. He really thought that the adventurers were going to fight .

In such a hustle and bustle atmosphere, Zhong Ye maintained his composure and composure as usual.

Lilian didn't know what happened. Not long after they arrived at the Adventurer's House, a priest came to the door. Zhong Ye said something to him behind closed doors. Afterwards, Zhong Ye stopped worrying and took no action. .

She knew that many people were observing Zhong Ye from her perspective, wanting to know when the [God Killing War] would be activated.

——Based on Zhong Ye's current state, when he starts to act, it is estimated that the [God Killing War] will officially start.

The number of bullet screens far exceeds that of the past, and the number of simultaneous connections in the live broadcast room has also exceeded the peak level in the past.

This is because the events of "Echo of Soul" did not happen at the same time. After all, this is a game that focuses on "reality". Even if something happens in Paris, it is impossible for other places to change suddenly. There will not be such things as 'version update' like the online games decades ago.

Due to the existence of this mechanism, the levels of players in various regions are not "equal". In the region, there are already players close to the eighth level.

With the influx of more players, the upgrade speed of all players will gradually decrease, because 'resources' are limited.

Thinking of this, Lilian couldn't help but sighed.

Zhong Ye, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing..." Lilian felt a little embarrassed.

After all, she couldn't tell the truth to Zhong Ye...

"That's right, teacher!"

Lilian glanced at the barrage, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Why are you not in a hurry after you came to Paris?"

——[Nice! 】

--【Yeah!that's all!Just set his words like this! 】

——[I have often seen priests in disguise on the street recently. I think those priests must be doing something without telling us. Zhong Ye talked with them, and he must know something! 】

"Because the clerics in Paris started the investigation a month ago." Zhong Ye also replied in a low voice, and Lilian almost used all her strength to distinguish his voice from the noise around her, "Everyone in this world I am not the only smart person, they have also investigated many things, and it is almost certain that Adrian, the dean of the Kingdom's Master Academy, is a 'false god'.

"Do you still remember what happened in that remote town back then? The priest of the Earth Mother Church and the witch who became a 'false god' but was bound by the 'story' she set up..."

As soon as Zhong Ye mentioned it, the corresponding memory immediately appeared in Lilian's mind.

"When the Earth Mother played the priest's memories for us, she once mentioned a friend of his mage, that person, also called 'Adrian'."

Hearing this, Lilian opened her mouth slightly.

In other words, the 'psychedelic' incident is actually a continuation of the original incident in that small town?
It's just that although the witch became a 'false god', she was firmly imprisoned in the town by the priest, while Adrian was not restricted by anything.

"I remember... that mage also expressed curiosity about the 'Ascension Ceremony', but was stopped by the priest..." Lilian murmured as she recalled.

"—Later, he still couldn't help studying it?"

Suddenly, a kind of grief and anger surged in Lilian's heart, feeling unworthy for the priest who sacrificed himself and sealed the witch in the town.

She vaguely remembered that the priest at that time showed his trust in his mage friend in his own memories, but now, his 'mage friend' not only violated his promise, but also brought disaster to the world!
"If the speculation is correct, it is the fact." Zhong Ye nodded, "This time we came too early, the king of the Kingdom of Gaul suddenly decided to hold a 'big contest' half a month ago, and the action must be based on this Postpone, at least until after the 'Grand Tournament' is over, and we will not act."

Lillian didn't ask "why", because she knew very well that due to the king's 'Grand Tournament', a large number of contestants and businessmen flocked to Paris.

There must be a fight if they want to 'kill the gods'.

The population of Paris is now too large, and if there is a fighting, there will be many casualties.

Seeing Lilian's pensive look, Zhong Ye sighed guiltily.

As a person on Earth, he knows what kind of piss the player is. As long as he can provide a lot of rewards, some people will definitely turn their heads and fall into the arms of the hostile camp.

There must be many people watching Lilian's live broadcast now, and I don't know how many of them will be fooled by what he just said?
(End of this chapter)