The Fool of the Gods

After Su Yida left, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to start.

A few seconds were wasted awkwardly, and finally Zhao Qian took a step to end the silence.

"I am the Hawkeye Scout. Sorry, I need your cooperation to fight with me."

Hawkeye Scout, the hunter of [War].

As expected!

Cheng Shi guessed his profession, but he didn't expect that he was a believer of [War].

The decree of [War] is dispute. In a crowded place, just find two passers-by who you don't like and beat them up, and that's it.

But this game happened in the wild.

What's worse is that this game is about the old, weak, women and children...

The only two people who have nothing to do with the old, weak, women and children, one left by himself, and the other was looking for someone to fight.

"..."

The scene was even more silent than before.

Looking at the muscles all over this guy's body, you can tell that this fight is not easy.

His followers may not have so many [War] talents before the decree, but because they are obsessed with this, their physical strength has long been far beyond that of ordinary people in the tempering of war.

In addition, when they are watched by [War] during the decree, they will only want to vent their violent fighting power and will not hold back.

The opponents must withstand the first wave of impact before the [War] followers can return to peace.

Zhao Qian's face is quite serious, and nothing can be seen. Cheng Shi looked around and found that Tao Yi and Gao Yu had no intention of being a sandbag.

Alas, there is only one old man left. No matter how bad it is, he can't let the old man get beaten.

This beating will most likely fall on him.

But just as Cheng Shi was about to take a step forward to accept the invitation of [War], to everyone's surprise, the white-haired old man Cui Dingtian stood up and stepped out.

"Uh, cough, cough... I'll fight you, I'm a warrior, I can handle it!"

Cheng Shi's eyes condensed and looked at him.

The old man is actually a warrior?

Indeed, the warriors of [Decay] are rare professions with excellent defensive capabilities. Unlike the warriors of [Order] who can protect the entire group, they focus more on improving their own defense.

And this profession also has a very familiar name:

Mummy.

They are wrapped in bright and beautiful clothes, but the inside has long been decayed.

Like a mummy buried by time.

"Mummy?"

Even Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, but then he nodded.

At this stage, there are very few people who don't know their own weight. Since the old man stood up, it means that he can withstand the beating.

"Just right, if you can withstand my attack, your decree will be completed."

The decree of [Decay] is to accelerate decay, and any pain is included.

So this fight is indeed a win-win situation.

"Pay attention, my right fist is very powerful."

Zhao Qian's eyes turned red as he spoke, and he stepped forward and slammed into Cui Dingtian with a whoosh.

The power of his feet lowered the soil on the ground, showing how fast he was.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"

In the blink of an eye, the fists and feet of the two people intertwined, and the sound of the collision of bones and muscles even exceeded the thunder in a few moments.

Cui Dingtian was in a different state from before, with a sharp look and agile movements that were simply jaw-dropping.

But his coughing did not stop, but became worse.

Cheng Shi consciously moved his position to make enough space for the two people.

He picked up a straw and put it in his mouth, then walked between Tao Yi and Gao Yu like a little gangster, and asked with a smile:

"Do you need help?"

Tao Yi, who was smiling, suddenly became embarrassed, but Gao Yu, who was more reserved, spoke first:

"I am a scholar majoring in mechanical engineering. I don't need you to share knowledge. On the contrary, I can teach you a knowledge."

Scholars, mages who believe in [truth].

This profession has the most variants among all professions.

Just like the [order] mages, elemental judges, who can deeply study and control an element, scholars can choose different knowledge schools and use them as the basis for pursuing [truth], deriving complex and numerous variant professions.

And the mechanical engineering department majors in mechanical creation, and the [truth] in the eyes of the school is "flesh and blood are redundant, and machinery is eternal."

They believed that the path to pursue the Truth was too long, and human life was too short. If they could use endless resources to create machines that could be constantly updated, they could transcend the dimensions of birth, aging, sickness and death, and gradually approach Him in another way.

Cheng Shi suddenly realized and casually glanced at the package under Gao Yu's clothes.

It turned out that what was hidden there was not a weapon, but hisTools.

Smart kid, luckily you didn't put the eating stuff in your personal space.

The followers of [Truth] have two sets of instructions. The auxiliary profession needs to receive knowledge, while the output profession needs to spread knowledge.

Cheng Shi said with some expectation:

"So you are the smartest and knowledgeable scholar. Go ahead and share your knowledge."

Gao Yu curled his lips, thought for a moment, and shared his knowledge:

"The great scholar Glo of the Void Energy School of the Tower of Logic and Matter once did an experiment:

He borrowed the [Truth Ritual] of the Scholarly Chairman's Association and launched a hundred passive beacons into the void.

After that, he and his students held 100 beacon tractors to pull these beacons to move with him, and wanted to pass through the void in the city of Gasmaila, which is the farthest from the Tower of Logic and Matter. The rifts can recycle them.

If such a time-consuming and laborious experiment succeeds, it will be enough to prove that in the connection between the void and reality, the coordinate positions are one-to-one.

But unfortunately, Glo failed.

During the more than ten years of movement, the indexer could always feel the existence of the beacon, but when they arrived at the city of Gathmera, they lost contact with the beacon.

The scholars of the Tower of Reality unanimously believed that Glo's idea was absurd, and the void was the void, and it did not correspond to reality.

The great scholar also lost the opportunity to compete for the chairman of the erudition. Gloria died of depression after losing his qualification to become a member of the guild.

But on the second day after Gloria's death, these beacons fell directly from the void cracks and sprinkled on the funeral of the great scholar in the city of Gasmaira.

His students wailed and cried, unable to accept this incredible scene.

They collected all the beacons and found that there were 100 beacons, not one more and one less, but each beacon was missing a part.

When the scholars who heard the news restored these missing parts, people found that these fragmented parts were pieced together in sections. , and they actually formed a mask the size of a beacon.

The smile of the mask was full of sarcasm, as if it was mocking the powerlessness and insignificance of human exploration of the void.

With the facts before them, the Tower of Principle had to admit that the great scholar's point of view was correct.

Not only that, they also felt that in the void that was connected to reality everywhere, there might be a [God] who liked to tease humans.

This was also the first time in history that people felt His existence..."

Cheng Shi listened with a confused look on his face, and he didn't react.

He blinked quickly and looked at Gao Yu in surprise.

Little brat, you are pointing at me, right?

Seen through?

It shouldn't be, this high school student doesn't seem to be anything special, so he shouldn't have seen through his identity right away.

Is it a coincidence?

This story sounds like it must have been done by Him!

Who else could it be except Him who is so bad?

Cheng Shi was extremely confused. He rolled his eyes twice and asked indirectly:

"Is this what you call knowledge? Isn't this the history of the Island of Hope?"

"Learning from the past and thinking about the present, looking back at history can help us to walk well in the present, so history has always been knowledge!"

"Huh? What does this story tell us?"

"Stay humble and respect the mysterious."

"......"

If you want to know why [Fraud] appears in the void, you have to mention a point of knowledge:

[Existence] is reality, which is easy to understand, and the trace of [Nothingness]'s existence is the void.

[Nothingness] is invisible, but when it begins to erode [Existence], it will appear vaguely in a form that can be understood by [Existence], and this form is the void.

Cheng Shi smacked his lips and observed for a while, confirming that this little brat had hit the jackpot.

"You know history very well?"

"I dare not say I do, but I like history very much. I am a member of the historical school."

Oh, interesting!

When a kid tells you seriously that he is a member of the History School, you can't call him a brat, you have to call him Brother Kid.

The History School is not for everyone. A profound historical accumulation and a familiarity with the old news of the times are just a small stepping stone.

More importantly, everyone in this organization must have witnessed a historical moment that affected the changes in the pattern of the Continent of Hope and wrote a detailed historical chapter for it.

It can be said that the overview of the entire history of the Continent of Hope comes from the History School.

It is them who show the history of the trial background to everyone in the world without omission!

However, such a high entry requirement means that the people of the History School are basically "chosen" history enthusiasts.

Because the players in the [Faith Game] have no trial fieldScene selection right, whatever is matched is what it is, so if you want to witness an epic, you can only rely on luck.

Cheng Shi suddenly felt very happy, because he also likes history recently.

"Excuse me, Xiao... Gao Yu, which history did you witness?"

"There is a confidentiality level in the school, and it has not been unsealed yet, so I can't say."

"......"

Well, I am not worthy.

Cheng Shi smacked his lips and looked back at Tao Yi who had been silent behind him.

"What do you mean, Miss Elf, how do you solve your fertilizer problem?"

Wood elf, a wizard who believes in [Prosperity].

The decree of [Prosperity] is to pile up nutrients to compete for prosperity.

When the object of the decree is changed to a human, this set of things naturally becomes... eating!

And eat more!

Eat as much as you want!

Under normal circumstances, [Prosperity] believers never worry about eating.

But today is an exception, because the portable spaces of six people have been sealed.

This poor pink-haired elf lady seemed to have lost her food source.

"I..."

Just when Tao Yi was in a dilemma, Su Yida, who had left early, came back, holding something in his hand, and said happily:

"Tao Yi, come on, I found these mushrooms in the past of this land, how about it, is it enough to eat?"

Tao Yi turned her head in surprise and found that Su Yida's hands were really full of mushrooms.

"Eh? Are you a believer in [Memory]? Thank you, it's just in time."

She happily trotted over and took the mushrooms from Su Yida's hand.

However, this scene, in Cheng Shi's eyes, was as weird as it could be.

Because he didn't see anything in Su Yida's hand!

"Wonderful, wonderful, really impeccable performance."

Cheng Shi muttered with his head down.

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