Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Billy, who was monitoring Feng Qi, sensed something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It is indeed this man who has received the black bread these days, and it seems normal to distribute the food now.

Billy scratched his head, and while Feng Qi pushed the door open, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Judge, what is in your basket? Can you let me check it?"

"Of course, here," Feng Qi generously lifted the cloth covering the basket, revealing the familiar pieces of black bread inside, "These are the bread you gave me. Is there any problem?"

Billy looked into the basket and was about to reach out and flip it when he heard Feng Qi say: "Could it be that the Knights think it's unreasonable to send us away with this kind of black bread and want to provide us with some better dry food?"

Billy shuddered instantly - what better dry food? He didn't say that. He had spent a lot of time begging his grandfather and grandma to find these black bread. If he continued to bother, the grumpy Henry who was in charge of the warehouse would have to take his skin off. Rip it off!

Billy retracted his hand and said respectfully: "No, no, the food supply of the Knights of Light is also in short supply. I won't disturb you in distributing dry food. I wish you all a happy meal!"

He hurriedly slipped to a place where Feng Qi couldn't see him, but he never left. He just stayed in the distance and continued to record the actions of the Heretic Inquisitor.

Feng Qi felt relieved. He raised his eyes and glanced in that direction. When he saw Billy suddenly shrinking his head, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth in pleasure.

No one knew that there were two pieces of bread in the basket that had been carefully cut open, and the inner core that was enough to stuff the space ball was taken out. Taking advantage of the opportunity just entering the house, Feng Qi had already stuffed the space ball into it. I ate these two pieces of tampered bread.

He continued walking towards the location of the other Inquisitor.

Each heretic inquisitor is assigned his or her own scope of investigation, which serves as both a division of labor and a constraint. Even if they have to hinder the cooperation of their own people, one can’t help but lament that the Church of Light will be finished sooner or later.

Feng Qi walked to the edge of his range and handed the basket in his hand to the magic doctor Capa. His fingers seemed to accidentally brush against the two pieces of bread in question, and Capa instantly understood.

The short magic doctor carried the basket and walked towards the next teammate.

After a while, the magic doctor Capa and Angel, who met her, each carried a bread basket and walked in two directions.

Billy hesitated for a moment, his eyes wandering between the two, and finally chose Capa's side and followed her west.

——The short dwarf and the angel sister with her own holy light, the former is indeed more suspicious!

Angel quickened his pace and reported in the team channel: [We have passed the town center and are heading towards Ruyou Suifengqi. The pursuers have been led away by Kapa Mommy. 】

[If the wind blows: I have received it, and I am ready to respond at any time. 】

[It’s raining today: Everything is normal now, be careful about that general. Other teammates should not relax their vigilance. If necessary, we need to attack the east and west and cause trouble in the southwest. 】

[Mingming Huiguang: Leave this kind of thing to me, the bomb maniac! 】

"Hey, that judge over there!" The old man's voice came from not far away, and Angel trembled all over and stopped in her tracks.

[Angel: No, I was stopped! 】

[It’s going to rain today: wait and see, bomb maniacs, please prepare! 】

"What are you holding in your hand?" The old general strode over, his sharp eagle eyes fixed on the basket in Angel's hand.

"Brown bread." Angel said calmly, "I'm delivering tomorrow's dry food to my colleagues."

The old general glanced at the cloth she lifted and snorted coldly: "It's really troublesome. Our dry food is wasted in vain. I don't know why I asked you to come here... When can you collect the team and leave?"

"I don't know." Angel said without being humble or condescending, "You have to ask our captain about this. We don't want to eat unpalatable black bread here. Why don't you do a good job and tell the Pope?"

The old general glanced at her, waved his hand boredly, and asked her to leave.

Angel continued to walk forward unhurriedly, and only quickened her pace again until she was out of sight of the old general.

[Angel: It was so dangerous, but we passed safely! 】

Everyone in the separated places slowly exhaled, except for a certain bomb maniac who sighed regretfully.

The bread relay was handed over again, this time to the minstrel if the wind rises. His inspection scope is a small area centered on the sentry tower in the northeast corner of the town. If everything goes as planned, He should be able to successfully deliver two space balls.

However, at this point, the reason for distributing bread no longer works.

Ruoyi Sui Fengqi returned to the tower he was responsible for inspecting, found an empty room, locked the door and put down the basket.

He opened the cloth covering the basket and took out two pieces of black bread from the bottom. He picked up one and broke it hard, and a space ball rolled out.

As a non-Krypton gold player, when he saw the size of the ball, his cerebellum shrank.

[If Suifengqi: No, is this thing so big? Where should I hide? ! 】

[Feng Qi: As long as it’s not this size, you can just stuff it into your pocket and it’s done. Moreover, it can’t be placed in a system backpack. However, this is the difficulty of the game! 】

[Capa: The Inquisitor's robes and pants are quite loose. Why don't you try tying them up and covering them with clothes? You're the last one to fight anyway. 】

[Angel: Or you can continue to wander around with the bread basket, but it is hard to say whether it will attract the attention of the sentinel. ]

The unreliable teammates chattered and provided completely impractical ideas. Ruyou Suifengqi stared at the fist-sized space ball, and then looked at the wall hundreds of meters away from the open window next to him, and said with great sorrow: "Ah, why is the singer in this game not an archer!"

If he had trained a ranger, shaman or druid, he could use skills to shoot or throw the ball from the tower to the outside of the wall.

But for the singer and part-time magician whose main weapons are recorders, harps and guitars, this task is not so simple.

"I am the last one." He muttered to himself, "Everyone's efforts cannot fail here."

It is not possible to put it in the pocket, because the fist-sized crystal ball will bulge, which is particularly annoying.

The lining of the robe is not right either. The upper part of the Heretic Inquisitor's uniform is tight, and it is easy to see if something is stuffed inside.

"If I were a female player, there would be a way..." He muttered, looking at his wide pants.