Chapter 702: Persuade him to be kind
The dean glanced at the person who was talking and said coldly: "The inner wall is now in chaos, and the root cause of the chaos has not been found yet. The matter in the outer wall area should be slowed down for the time being. However, the matter in the outer wall area cannot be forgotten like this. I heard that the military headquarters has sent two military gods to the outer wall area. I guess they want to inquire about the situation. I will leave this matter to you and find out the situation first."
The person who spoke was Moglan. His eyes turned and he thought carefully: "Director, don't you know if the Dragon Clan will respond to this matter?"
"The military headquarters sent someone to the Dragon Clan to inquire about this matter, but the Dragon Clan said that Helisha was dead. If someone pretended to be a lie, let him deal with it." The dean glanced at him and said, "Is your information true?"
Mogron was stunned and hesitated: "After all, the informant didn't see it with his own eyes. He just felt that the facial contours were similar, so I can't be 100% sure."
"Since it's hard, then come to the softest ones. We are a monastery, not a military headquarters, and we may not need to fight, kill, and encourage people to do good is our purpose. This matter is left to you and there is no need to report to me again." The dean's face was gloomy and said, "The above have sent an order to help the military headquarters find out the root of the virus as soon as possible. Humph, if all cities can be infected with corpses overnight, there must be a big deal behind it. It is not something that can be found out in a short while."
Mogrange didn't say anything else to avoid upsetting him.
After continuing to discuss the virus for a moment, the parliament ended. Mogron returned to his residence monastery and called his own capable confidant, saying, "I heard that two military gods from the military headquarters went to the outer wall area. When did they go?"
"The villain doesn't know."
"Go check now!"
Half a day later, Mogron received news from his subordinates: "The military headquarters sent two military gods, Hero and Luonon, to the outer wall. The time was three days ago and he has not come back yet."
"Have you been there for three days?" Moglang was slightly stunned, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Is there any movement in the outer wall area?"
"The spy who mixed into the Holy See said there was no movement."
"No war broke out?"
"It shouldn't be, otherwise the spy should send a message back."
Mogron frowned when he heard this, and felt a little bad in his heart. Could it be that the military headquarters reconciled with Dudian? He still vaguely remembered the boy's appearance, with a tender face, but his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a lot of thoughts. He knew at first that this person could make a fortune in the dark council because there was a kind of coldness in his eyes that was beyond ordinary people and his indifference to life.
"Knowing that the mysterious master in the outer wall area is suspected to be Helisha, and he is undoubtedly a pioneer, he has only sent two military gods. It should be unlikely that he will go to kill the strong man of the same level. Otherwise, at least three people will be sent to kill the strong man of the same level without injury." Mogron frowned slightly. If he hadn't gone to kill the mysterious master in the outer wall area, he might have gone to negotiate. If this is the case, it would be even more strange.
No matter how much negotiation is, it will not take three days to go. You should know that the inner wall area is in chaos, and strong people need to take charge everywhere.
But if it was a battle, there would be no movement. After all, they were two soldiers. No matter how strong Helisha was, it would be difficult to kill them silently.
He felt that there was something ulterior motive in this matter, and he didn't say anything.
At this time, his capable confidant asked him, "Elder, the dean has handed over the matter of the outer wall to us to deal with. How can such a difficult problem be solved by our hospital alone? What does the dean mean to be soft?"
Mogron withdrew his thoughts and said coldly: "It means to first understand what they need and what their purpose is through negotiations. The best way is to let them understand the great spirit of the God of Light and join our teachings."
"Let them join the church?" Deli's confidant was stunned, "How is this possible!"
Mogron thought for a moment and said, "Nothing is impossible. Our monastery is to preach the world and establish the foundation by teachings. Since it is not strong enough, let the missionaries go and talk to them, so that they can understand the spirit of my teaching. If they join me, things will be easier."
"What the elder said is, which missionary should we send?"
"I already have someone to choose."
"who?"
"Luxis!"
"Is it him? He is not worthy of being a missionary at all. How could he send him there?"
"I have my own reasons. You can inform him immediately and tell him the main task of this trip."
"yes……"
In a tavern, there were bright lights and green willows, and there were endless laughter. In addition, there were good-looking boys surrounding a burly man, listening to him talking loudly and curious.
"I heard that there are infected corpses everywhere outside. What do these corpses look like?"
"Brother, have you really seen it?"
The burly and strong man raised his head and took a beer, and drunkenly raised a thick arm with scars and said, "No, you can see it, the wound on my arm is injured by a corpse. They bite people when they see them and eat them when they see them. Whether it is an old man or a child, you are fortunately not seeing it, otherwise you will be scared!"
"I'm not afraid!" One of the flax-haired boys wrinkled his nose and snorted softly: "If I meet him, I'll cut him in half with one sword!"
The burly and strong man laughed, "When you really see it, I'm afraid I can't hold the sword."
"Impossible!" said the young man with a flax hair color stubbornly.
The other teenagers ignored him and asked excitedly: "Is it really that scary? Why did I hear that if you are bitten by a corpse, you will be infected?"
The burly and strong man coughed lightly and said, "I just scratched during the battle, not caused by the corpse, otherwise I would not have the life to come back."
"I heard that the corpse was isolated outside Baron Kuser's city and could not be attacked. Is it true?"
"I can hear shrill screams outside these days, it's so scary."
"I heard from the army that anyone who joins the army and kills corpses will be rewarded and promoted to official positions. We also want to join the army!"
The burly and strong man looked at the youthful faces of several young men, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Life is not easy, you should stay here honestly. Fortunately, there are many experts under the Baron, and he cleaned up the corpse outside the city, otherwise you will know what the hell on earth is."
A few teenagers were a little timid when they heard what he said so scary, but they were still eager to try.
"As long as you don't do bad things, you won't see purgatory." At this time, a voice came from beside you. A young man was in his early twenties and smiled. What was surprising was that there were seven or eight empty beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy beer-piggy. You know, the amount of this beer-piggy beer-piggy is enough to boost ordinary people. Even adventurers who often stay in taverns are rare to drink three or four cups in one breath, but the boy's face is not changed after seven or eight cups, as if he is fine.
The burly and strong man heard the young man's words and glanced at him, saying, "Little guy, what do you know."
"I know you're lying." The young man picked up his beer, took a sip, and said: "If you were scratched by a corpse, you would have been infected long ago. How could you drink here? Besides, the Baron's city had been closed long ago, and it was closed on the first day of the outbreak of corpse poison, but you said you came in from outside, which was impossible. You had never even left the city."
The burly and strong man glared and slapped the table and said, "What are you talking nonsense?"
"I'm anxious?"
"Let your mother be a big shit!" The burly and strong man cursed angrily: "Baby, why are you pretending? Have you ever seen a corpse?"
"Everyone is an adult, it's better not to swear." The young man still smiled.
"I'm going to swear words, fuck your mother, you mom, you bitch, I..." The burly and strong man cursed, but when he was halfway through the scolding, he suddenly became stunned. His drunken eyes suddenly saw clearly that there was a special mark on the cuff of the young man, which was the symbol of the monastery!
His wine was immediately awake and his whole body was cold. Although he didn't know who the young man was from the monastery and whether his position was high or low, everyone knew that those who provoked the monastery would have to be in big trouble, even if he provoked a small nun.
"Why don't you continue to scold?" The young man looked at him with interest, noticed his gaze, looked down at his sleeve, and suddenly said, "It seems that you have seen it. Now I apologize to me, and I will forgive you."
The burly and strong man looked ugly, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate.
He hesitated, but in the end he planned to bow his head. After all, life is more important than face.
But at this moment, the young man with flax hair next to him suddenly said, "You are not from the monastery. You dare to pretend to be a monastery. You are so bold!"
The burly and strong man was stunned and asked in confusion: "What?"
"The monastery logo on his clothes should usually be on his right hand, but his left hand, which is fake." The young man explained to him.
The burly and strong man suddenly realized it and slapped the table and stood up, "You little brat, you actually dare to pretend to be a monastery and seek death. I will capture you to the monastery now and let you repent!"
The young man looked at the flax-colored boy and smiled and said, "You have a lot of eyesight, but unfortunately you have a little less experience."
The burly and strong man reached out to grab him and shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, go with me!"
His hand was halfway through, and suddenly he thumped, his body turned around and fell to the ground.
The young man sat and didn't move, drinking from beginning to end. When he saw him falling down, he sighed: "Everyone said he was an adult, so he didn't swear. Why can't he control his mouth?"
The boys next to him stared at him blankly, and no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was the one who did it.
The young man looked at the teenagers and smiled and said, "You guys, whoever wants to pay for me to drink, I will tell you the real situation outside."
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Three more days passed in a blink of an eye.
Dudian sat in the temple, looking at the transparent glass jar placed in the corner next to him. This was the strange life form called the Black Prison. In the past few days, he asked about a lot of information from Poland.
The first thing is the situation of this black prison. Through Poland's explanation, he was surprised to find that this thing is the same creature as the black giant ball he met outside the wall that trapped Helisha. However, the latter is a molded one, and this one is currently just a defective product.
Moreover, according to Poland, this object is made up of a mixture of tissues in a variety of monsters, mainly based on fat, and the purpose of making is to target weapons specifically target pioneers and advanced monsters!
This object has been studied in various monster research institutes in the inner wall area, but no finished product has been found yet.
Dudian once asked about this matter repeatedly, and Poland had the same answer, which made him very uneasy. If all the black prisons in the institute were semi-finished, then where did the huge black prison he met outside the wall come from?
He asked Poland if there were other huge walls, but the answer given by Poland was that he didn't know. He only knew that there was the existence of the Kingdom of God, which was like heaven, without diseases and plagues, no killings and disasters.
Based on his intuition, Dudian felt that there should be other giant walls. With the power of the Kingdom of God, it is likely that more than just one giant wall is controlled. However, if there are other giant walls, they are probably far apart, so far that even if they penetrate deep into the wasteland, it is difficult to encounter.
The black prison outside the wall was not sure whether it was a finished product made by a secret in the inner wall area or it was wandering from another place.
In addition to the black prison, Dudian also asked about the ice crystallization of the body, but the reply given by Poland was similar to the information he received from the temple, saying that this was a terminal illness. Generally, people who took cold crystals directly may have ice crystallization in their bodies. Over time, the degree of ice crystallization will become greater and greater until it spreads throughout the body and turns into a completely ice man.
That moment means death.
The temple has been secretly recovering people with terminal illnesses, mainly sending them to the Monster Research Institute in the inner wall area to perform experiments for them.
In order to study the secret of traveling zombies, they have tried many times to inject cold crystals into ordinary people directly to cause them to suffer from glucemia, thus finding the secret of zombie transformation.
However, this experiment was not a task assigned by the Kingdom of God, but a derivative project developed by the Institute of Monsters itself. Therefore, it was not as vigorously developed and researched as the main experiment. The progress was slow and there was not much progress.
"If you want to unravel the secret of the zombie, you can probably only go to the Kingdom of God to get the answer." Dudian no longer had any expectations for the Monster Research Institute in the inner wall area. He thought that the Inner Wall area already had the highest core secret in the world, but now it seems that it is just a chess piece, and the real secret is mastered by the Kingdom of God. They arranged the Monster Research Institute in the giant wall to study various monsters, but did not regard the issue of the zombie as a research topic, which is a very strange problem in itself.
"In a few days, the divine juice will be almost gone, and I will go to the inner wall area again." Dudian's eyes retracted from the black prison. He injected divine juice every day in these three days, reaching the limit he could bear, and his physical constitution was almost at the level of a high-level person.
Chapter completed!