MTL - The Last King of Darkness-Chapter 76 knowledge is power

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This is a standard school-style building, with a rigorous and symmetrical gate, a shape full of academic atmosphere, a badge with historical and classical precipitation and excavation elements, and members of the school who write exploration, curiosity and curiosity on their faces.

Rhodes showed the letter of introduction, and the gatekeeper invited him in immediately.

The internal layout of the Ash Digger School is different from other places. When you enter the door, there is a salon-style hall. Every round table is full of books, drawings, and all kinds of strange tools. People wearing school uniforms are in twos and threes. Sitting at the round table, talking mildly or vigorously.

They were suave, courteous, and sometimes wild, snarky, and mean, using a pretentious vocabulary of written art that left Rhodes, who was still a bumpkin, unable to understand a few words.

The gatekeeper shouted: "Professor Binns, Professor Binns, the collaborators of the college are here, you can go."

At the edge of the hall, a grey-haired old man stood up. He was not tall and wrinkled, but he was in good spirits. He was dressed in capable work clothes. At first glance, he was not only a scholar who could give lectures.

"Nightwing, Molly, let's go."

A tall young man and a red-haired woman stood up and walked over after the old man.

"Are you a collaborator of the academy?" The old man glanced at Rhodes.

Rhode handed over the letter of introduction from Chief Dean Theodore with both hands: "Yes, Professor Binns."

The old man nodded after reading it.

"lets go."

"Wait." The tall young man said loudly, "What level of combatants are you? What is your psychic level?"

"Uh, I'm a Combatant Reserve, my psionic level is 2."

The tall young man's face darkened upon hearing this, and he asked loudly, "Didn't they come to gild again?"

The red-haired woman gently pulled him: "Nightwing, stop talking."

"Why can't we say it?" The tall young man ripped his sleeves open, "Why do we treat us as a garbage dump? When we prepare for an action, we don't consume energy and planning? We don't consume materials? Why bring an incompetent waste to increase Our burden?"

Rhode coughed: "This, I am a special student."

This is a tried-and-true explanation. Jinworth's special students have a kind of magic in many people's hearts, even beyond the combat level and psionic level. Although Rhodes does not understand how it came, he has not communicated with other special students. Yes, but that doesn't prevent him from taking advantage of it.

Sure enough, the tall young man's expression improved a little, but he was still a little dissatisfied.

"You're too young. Discovering history is something that needs to be settled. What function do you have? It's best not to drag me back too much, I'll take action at a fast pace."

Does intelligent sound, heating and vibration count?

Rhodes spit out silently, and explained normally: "I have very high spiritual vision, strong **** skills, fast and accurate, and there are no false shots."

The tall young man nodded, with a little satisfaction in his expression:

"What's the tactical style? What position are you used to playing? With only the two of us fighters, you'd better be more versatile."

Rhodes carefully recalled various tactical positions and carefully selected a few back rows.

"Rear reconnaissance, rear support, rear fire support."

"My style is steady, careful, cautious, and never aggressive."

Nightwing's Delight +1

Well, it looks like you like this kind of teammate a lot.

"very good."

Nightwing nodded in satisfaction.

"This is exactly what an excellent ash digger team must do. This operation has performed well, and there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Let's go."

Professor Binns said two words briefly and stepped out of the door first.

Nightwing yelled, "Operation Seventh Vulcanor begins!" and went out.

The red-haired girl came to Rhodes and whispered, "I'm sorry, the professor has always been taciturn, and Nightwing's character is always fierce, but they are not malicious, please don't take it to heart."

After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply to Rhodes, the collar fell, and the snow-white neck and thin collarbone were particularly conspicuous.

Hmm... I will forgive you for your sincerity.

It would be more sincere if the clothes inside were not worn. It is said that the activity of the psionic energy will be higher in the excited state, and the **** will be faster.

Rhodes looked at the red-haired girl's back, and wanted to try his guess.

But on second thought, if it is really useful, the teacher will not say a word in the classroom, and it is impossible that they have never seen anyone use it. Rhode does not think that they will lose face in the situation of life and death. There must be some means. on any means.

Should be impossible.

Rhodes ended this unreliable guess and thought to himself that if their efficiency was too low, he would live in the sewers alone after the mission. Anyway, he had a whistle sent by the chief director, can't he run away after hitting it?

When will I be able to craft such a powerful item.

Rhodes thought.

At present, the items on the stone platform are not weak, but the requirements for "soul ashes" are too harsh, and he has no way to get the sun stone yet.

"Guardian of the Darkness" is a defensive item that can only be used in the dream state.

The only useful thing is the "Spiritual Sealing Bullet", which is also very expensive, and I don't know the power yet.

There are a lot of missing items on the list, and it's obviously impossible for a stone platform to make just these few items.

Gotta find a way to find more recipes.

Dreamland is about to reach the "River of Eternal Death", and I don't know what the new special item will be.

Rhodes was thinking in a chaotic way, while constantly filling or drawing bullets from the spirit gun.

Under normal shooting, he will only use real silver bullets, if the monster is strong, he will immediately change to the sealing bullet.

Otherwise, with his super-fast pistol speed, the twenty Spirit Sealing bullets would be gone in an instant.

He's far from being free from bullets, not even real silver bullets.

Hey.

I just want to have money.

What a shame, why am I so short of money no matter where I am? Can't you give me the status of a prince or princess?

In the wild thoughts, the ash excavator team embarked on a journey.

Along the way, Yewing, a tall young man, kept talking, Professor Binns said nothing, and Molly, the red-haired girl, occasionally responded.

The uncensored car goes inward along the inner city. Today, there are fewer people on the road, but there are still quite a lot of hearses coming and going, not only four-wheeled carriages, but also large iron carts, ornate cars, Rhodes and even In one corner, saw a group of people carrying what looked like a tram.

"You also have a tram?" Rhode blurted out.

Nightwing disdainfully said: "It's a strange thing made by the Industrial Engineering Research Institute. They always spend money in indifferent places. Why don't they allocate more budget to us, and discover the history of the king's city is more unreliable than the ones they made. It's a hundred times stronger!"

"Uh, the Institute of Mechanical Engineering seems to have a little bit of research on science... And aren't the crystal **** and detection devices they made very useful?"

Nightwing sneered: "All the current psionic energy and soul characteristic detection devices are made after repairing the relics brought back from ruins and ruins. They can't even figure out the principle and can't make them at all."

"And what steam, electric power, thermal power, levers have they researched, so far, what's the shit? Did they kill a monster? Create a rare weapon? Or train a high-level combatant? The most ridiculous The thing is, they are still very confident, and a mentally retarded person said that he could pry open the Ash Mountains with a stick and a fulcrum... Why didn't he just pry open the earth? Release all the devils in the abyss?"

Nightwing seems to be very prejudiced against the Institute of Mechanical Engineering, and his language is full of irony with a gun and a stick.

"I tell you, there is nothing more reliable in this world than history. History hides endless knowledge. History does not lie. We can witness the rise and fall of kingdoms, the birth and death of civilizations, and the struggles of mankind. With hard work, we can sum up countless experiences, unearth the truth of darkness, the secrets of the dark fog, and find the way to the ultimate light."

He opened his arms and said aloud:

"The embers of history have temperature. It can warm our cold body, resist the invasion of the black fog, and guide us in the direction of our progress."

"So, I think the Supreme Council should allocate an additional 500,000 yuan to us!"

The red-haired girl Molly whispered: "Nightwing, our funding is already very high. Many schools are bigger than us, but the funding is not as much as ours..."

Yewing snorted coldly: "Isn't that what it should be? We are so good, and we produce so many achievements every year..."

The uncensored car suddenly stopped, Yewing stretched out his head to see that the hearse in front was already crowded into a ball, and immediately cursed angrily.

"A bunch of idiots! The psionic traffic management department has gone wrong again! Spending so much money every year, the psionic pathfinding function has problems every three days! When the morning rush hour, the controller's pig brain will burn, right?"

Rhodes was surprised: "Do you also have morning rush hour?"

Nightwing glanced at him: "Your tone is very strange, why 'we' don't have a morning rush hour? Are all special students like this? You guys are so well maintained in the academy's greenhouse that you don't even know about the lives of residents. If you don’t go to workshops, workshops, or mines to work, what do they eat? What do we use? If we don’t take a hearse, do they go over there?

"Isn't there a hearse?"

Yewing sneered and said, "You're a typical academic. One person in a floating hearse has ten silver cables. Who can afford it for ordinary residents? Only a green leather car with one silver cable and ten tickets is their only choice."

It didn't take long for the hearse to move again. At this time, an extended hearse rushed forward.

Yewing cursed, "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Don't say it, it's really unlucky.

During the last part of the journey, Nightwing has been berating all kinds of unreasonable phenomena in the royal city, a proper image of an angry young man.

While Professor Binns didn't say a word, Molly sometimes whispered comforting words, but instead aroused Nightwing's anger even more.

He directly pointed the finger at the seven major families who called themselves the "Chosen of Fire" in the king city, and denounced them as rotten parasites and cancers on the kingdom. Sent to the Ash Digger School as a budget.

Rhode listened silently, Yewing was indeed worthy of being an educated youth and knew a lot.

From his words, Rhodes roughly understood the system of the Trorian Kingdom, the royal government system with the Supreme Council as the core.

The king is the leader elected by the senior elders, and his status only extends to the king's spouse, not to the children.

In other words, there are no princes and princesses.

A similar status is the candidate for the king.

The only legitimate church in Trorian, the Holy Church, is mainly responsible for appeasing the people, treating the sick and sick, praying publicly and offering sacrifices.

In other words, kingship completely overwhelmed theocratic power.

This is a very rare phenomenon.

In such an environment, where there is a clear object of worship, religion should gain complete control, but the Trorian Kingdom has a significantly more open and tolerant advanced thinking, in addition to having a clear prohibition on fire-related things , there are no other religious restrictions, and residents are not even allowed to conduct religious activities such as worship, prayer, and preaching.

However, due to the long history, there are still some noble families in the royal city, the upper-class nobles called "the Chosen of Fire", they occupy more resources, although the new king has been weakening and restricting them since he took office, but the night Yi still thinks Wang is too soft-hearted.

In the chatter of complaints, Molly leaned into Rhode's ear and whispered, "Don't worry, Nightwing just thinks we can do better. Twenty years ago, the furthest settlement from King City was only three hundred miles away. The outer city of the city is full of ghosts covered with black mist. Even the combatants can't get enough to eat. Purified water is the most precious resource. I have never thought about getting hot water by turning a handle. Wang has already done it. Good enough, he's someone I admire most."

Thinker

Rhode nodded: "I know, if there is no hope, he probably won't complain here."

Molly covered her mouth with a chuckle and said, "Yeyi always felt that if he were the king, he would have led everyone to defeat the indescribable terrifying existence in the black mist, and let the light of the fire shine on the other side of Ghost Lake."

The two laughed together.

In this way, the horseless car stopped while UU reading www.uukanshu.com talking loudly and whispering.

After getting out of the car, Rhode found that they had come to the foot of a huge mountain range, and the towering gray rocks rose from the ground and sank into the bottomless black mist, like a huge wall connecting the heaven and the earth.

Rhode was surprised: "Where is this?"

Ye Wing said dissatisfiedly: "Are you sleeping every day during class? This is the Cinder Mountain Range, and the King City was built on its back. The Shangcheng District is halfway up the mountain, and the plains below it to the north and east are the laterite plains. , our main territory."

"Aren't we going to the sewers?"

Nightwing said disdainfully: "Most of the sewers in the outer city have been renovated, expanded or newly dug. We are going to the oldest, primitive sewers built by giants."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Of course it's dangerous! Many unknown places have never been visited! Who knows what's there! I tell you, you must listen to my arrangements when you go in. I tell you what you do, and I have a lot of experience..."

While chattering, Nightwing removed a large well cover, erected bright yellow signs all around, and installed emergency signals.

Afterwards, the four climbed down the long iron ladder and entered the sewer of Wangcheng.

After that, Nightwing's words were obviously a lot less, and the leadership of the team was taken over by Professor Binns, who led the direction.

"This way."

"Go from here."

Along the way, Rhode finally understood why he was just an ordinary person, but they respected him so much.

Sure enough, knowledge is power.