Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The hidden old man encountered the first problem.

——To follow or not to follow, that is the question.

If he is still using the body of his newly developed Cyber ​​Alchemy Doll, he will definitely not waste time hesitating here at this time. He will definitely turn on the invisibility and follow the servants and children into the underground sewers to explore. after all.

But the problem is that now he is just a five-year-old child. Apart from normal movements such as walking, running, jumping, and squatting, he has not learned any skills.

If you don't follow, you will miss some important clues, but if you follow, you will easily expose yourself and overturn.

——Sure enough, sometimes, the stumbling blocks that prevent you from achieving your goals come from your own lack of strength.

The hidden old man struggled for a moment, but couldn't resist his curiosity. He bit his finger and drew a virtual and real rune on the tarp with blood. He put it on himself and activated the rune.

He could feel his spiritual power starting to burn, and his figure disappeared instantly, but the runes could still be used!

——Knowledge really changes your destiny! The knowledge the players themselves possess will be effective as long as it can be used!

The hidden old man regained his energy, and before the secret door was closed, he sneaked out of the hiding place, and followed the last child "swaggering" into the underground waterway.

——Hey, no one can see him anyway, he is just a wave!

The underground waterway was very dark, with only the oil lamps in the hands of the servants as lighting. Four or five servants walked around the children, like sheep dogs herding sheep, driving the lambs to an unknown destination.

The lighting range of the oil lamp is very limited, but this gives the hidden old man an opportunity. He only needs to keep a certain distance and hide in the shadows to follow quietly, so that he can temporarily cancel the virtual and real marks and reduce the consumption of mana bars and durability.

For assassins, obtaining local materials anytime and anywhere in an unfavorable situation, controlling blue resources and maximizing profits are the first principles for settling down and completing tasks.

The servants led the children all the way north. Just when the hidden old man felt the fatigue coming from his legs and feet, they stopped.

The waterway in front suddenly opened up, and an exit with skylight could be seen. A carriage and two "angels" wearing white robes from the traveling religious order were waiting in front of the exit.

The old man hid far away in the darkness and found a sunken wall to hide. He breathed softly, lowered his body, and quietly watched the exchange between the two groups, and then stretched his ears to listen to the movement in the distance.

"You are late." A divine messenger said.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." The servants bowed quickly and lowered their postures to the dust. They did not look like they were showing off to the children just now. "The children are slow in their steps, please forgive me!"

Fortunately, this time the envoys did not make a fuss about this matter. They stepped forward and looked at the shivering children who were hugging each other. They couldn't help but frown and said, "That's all?"

"We only have children like this in this small place." The servant said quickly.

The two angels were very dissatisfied, but had no other choice. They roughly picked up the children on the ground one by one and threw them into the carriage, as if they were throwing some large garbage into the carriage.

The children screamed in pain one after another, but they endured it for fear of offending these "elder angels" and leading to a more tragic outcome.

The hidden old man couldn't help but frown.

Regardless of whether they are the Son of God or the candidate for the Son of God, the Church of Light treats these orphans as if they are some consumables. Even if consumables are divided into three, six or nine grades, it cannot change the fact that they are used, consumed, and will eventually be used up and discarded.

The highest Son of God is the skin of the God of Light, the lower Sons are idols who are used, heroes who are shaped, and fighters who bear hardships, the third Sons are spies who are released all over the world, and the worst ones are the nameless ones. The children who died without a name in the dust...perhaps the only ones with some hope are those who survived to become holy children and were promoted step by step to become church clergy.

But how good can this be?

They watched their companions die, but they themselves were left to the end by some strange combination of circumstances, and had to cling to the power of the church to survive in order to save their lives... Decades later, they may become a new group of people who persecute orphans. The oppressive villains.

The dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon. How many people can maintain their true intentions and not join in the evil under such high pressure of life and death day and night?

The hidden old man felt that he might not be able to do it.

The two angels loaded the children roughly into the carriage, snorted at the humble servants, then boarded the carriage one after another and drove away. The servants maintained their groveling posture until the carriage completely drove away. After disappearing from sight, they straightened up and sighed.

"Well, it seems that it was a wise decision for the bishop to keep the child." The gentler servant from before sighed, "If he is really taken away by these divine envoys, how will he be tortured if he is not saved?"

"Hmph, these divine envoys are just looking at people's food. How can that child look so much like the God of Light? How can he be treated harshly? I'm afraid that if he doesn't have good food and clothing every day, his life will be a thousand times better than in this small town in the wilderness. "Ten thousand times more days." Another bad-tempered servant sneered, "It's a pity that we don't have a good appearance."

"Are you looking like a crooked melon and a cracked jujube? Go to bed quickly."

"What the old bishop said makes sense. Drake is a man who can accomplish great things. If he really becomes a high-ranking official in the church, we will have everything we want. Hurry up and hug him now! Children are the easiest to coax. Give him a few more candies now, and we will have a good life in the future!"

The servants laughed and joked with each other, carrying the oil lamp and returning the same way. The hidden old man activated the virtual and real runes again and avoided them. After all the figures disappeared, he came to the exit alone.

This exit was disguised as a cave, located in the shade of the hills north of the town, and not far away from the main road. The exit was very wide and could accommodate two carriages passing side by side.

There were wheel tracks left for many years on the ground full of loess and gravel, which showed that the Church of Light in this bell tower town had been transporting children out through the underground waterway for a long time.

"Perhaps in order to maintain the good image of the Church of Light and prevent people from thinking too much, the itinerant church group does not often enter the town and only conducts handovers here." The hidden old man thought, "This is why the old bishop was able to conceal Drake's existence for more than ten years without being discovered by the itinerant church group... But later the underground waterway was gradually abandoned and renovated. Is it because there are fewer and fewer children and the itinerant church group does not come here often?"