Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2621: Cut the darkness in the blink of an eye

Chapter 2621 slashing darkness to the momentary light (three)

"Master Captain, there is encrypted communication looking for you." As soon as he returned to the Dawn, Eve reminded Bedivere.

"It hasn't stopped today..." Bedivere murmured dissatisfiedly, and went straight to his captain's room. When he was sure he could receive encrypted communications, he said, "Come in."

"Mr. Bedivere." On the other end of the line was the former Elder Cattelan: "The androids who were expelled from the Brotherhood have arrived. How many are there? Twelve, right? I've counted them. The number of people, I will give you peace."

"The number is correct. The list of personnel is also correct." The werewolf youth looked at the hologram that appeared in front of him while talking back, and counted the list of personnel on it: "They all came by the secret route I instructed. Just don't attract stalkers."

"According to them, these are all androids who escaped from the Academy with the help of the Railroad Organization. Although they caused such a commotion within the Brotherhood, they are after all the outcasts of the Academy, and the stalkers probably won't would be interested in these people," Cattelan said.

"Very good." Bedivere nodded: "Anyway, let's settle down and talk about it. Can the ruins you mentioned earlier be habitable?"

"The exterior of the ruins doesn't seem to be dangerous. It's enough to make some temporary beds. At least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain." Catland paused for a while, and continued with self-deprecation: "But there is no wind or rain in this underground dead city. , very quiet. Maybe you can find a place to sleep without any problem."

"Don't underestimate the desert. People will freeze to death at night in the desert," said the werewolf youth.

[City of the Dead] is an underground supply station artificially excavated in the Sahara Desert. Its dome has a huge transparent glass structure, just like a natural greenhouse, and there is sufficient water inside to irrigate plants. The inner climate of the city of the dead is pleasant, the humidity and temperature are very comfortable, and the desert outside is a completely different experience. Still, the city of the dead cools down at night, as the surrounding desert rock formations are poorly insulated and the heat accumulated during the day is quickly dissipated.

With this in mind, Bedivere brought enough dry food and daily necessities for the androids who had left the Brotherhood, and even brought extra down sleeping bags, before they set off on a secret route [Dead] City]. They should not worry about eating and drinking there for the time being, and they don't have to worry about freezing. But sleeping in the rough is really not a good idea. If you can find a suitable place to live in the [City of the Dead], it is the best.

"Put the joke aside for now, there is still a lot to do." Cattelan added: "There are quite a lot of depressed and depressed guys among the new twelve people, and it is estimated that it will take some time to persuade them. Yes. Fortunately, I already have a talent for speaking."

"Hahaha..." Bedivere smiled wryly. No one can boast about themselves like that. However, as an elder of the former Brotherhood, it was normal for Cattelan to be eloquent.

"Although I can use words to temporarily incite these people and temporarily boost their morale, if their living conditions don't improve, no amount of words will help." Cattelan added: "So I still hope you can come over. Take a trip and explore the ruins well. None of us here would venture into that spooky ruin until it's completely safe and habitable."

"Of course. I'll come over." Bedivere was very interested in the ruins, and he also planned to go to the City of the Dead to check the situation there. There are quite a lot of materials that need to be brought in. In addition to building a portal between the [City of the Dead] and the Dawn to ensure fast communication between the two places, Bedivere also promised Seglade that he would be in the dead. There are large areas of magic pine trees and fiddlehead flowers, and even datura grass in the city. That is to say, bring a large number of saplings and flowers to plant in the past. But these are long-term things, and the most important thing now is to strengthen the defense of [City of the Dead].

"I'll make sure again. The City of the Dead are all labor-type third-generation cyborgs, aren't there combat-type ones?" Bedivere asked: "That means... a Can't fight?"

"Yeah. That's a really worrying question," Cattelan replied in a roundabout way, probably with other androids listening around him, to take care of those people's feelings.

It was exactly the same as Bedivere's guess. Except for Cattelan, these androids all escaped from the students, and with the help of the railway, they rewashed their memories and started a new life. However, the railway organization will never give up the combat-type androids with combat power easily. All the fighter-type androids that escaped must be reverted to the railway camp, and the ones that were abandoned were the labor-type androids without combat power.

To put it nicely, let these labor-type androids enter society and start a free life. To put it horribly, let them fend for themselves.

Then these unlucky **** joined the fraternity, and were cleaned out by the fraternity because they were androids. After they escaped from the academy, they were abandoned twice in a row, not allowed to be in the academy, not accepted by the railway and the fraternity, and finally ended up in the city of the dead.

There is no dream and no hope.

"The autonomous golems here have not shown the slightest hostility for the time being." While Bedivere was silent, Cattelan added: "But God knows? What if they suddenly attacked us? We The people here are all unarmed ordinary people, but they have no ability to resist."

The thirteen people who were attacked by the golems and had no way to ask for help in the desert, the only fate was to be wiped out. A drop of cold sweat appeared on Bedivere's forehead.

"Understood. I'll find a solution to the guard's problem." The werewolf youth replied, "Then I'll make preparations and come back to you. Be honest until then, and don't irritate the golem over there. they."

"Understood, that's it." Cattelan wanted to cut off the communication, but suddenly said: "Uh, wait, this young man wants to have a chat with you."

"Oh?"

"Hello, Mr. Bedivere." Appearing to have snatched the communicator from Cattelan, a young voice said, "Remember me?"

"Academician Slinder, right?" Recognizing its owner from a rarely heard voice is actually very difficult. However, the thirteen people in the city of the dead were all seen by Bedivere. Twelve of them were also interrogated by the werewolf youth, and Bedivere could guess by blind guessing.

"Yes, but a former academician." Slinder smiled wryly: "After all, I am no longer a member of the Myerson Brotherhood."

"So, what do you want to say, Slyder?" Bedivere asked again tentatively.

"...Why do you want to save me?" Slinder said suddenly.

"So, do you think it's better for me to sit back and watch you get killed by the Brotherhood?"

The other party was silent for a while.

"I originally joined the fraternity to please that girl." He recited, "I joined the fraternity, worked hard for so many years, and finally became an academician, thinking that I would be able to stand out and be able to I raised my chest and proposed to her. Didn't expect this to happen. Now I have nowhere to go. The fraternity, the society, and she treats me like a monster. I can't go back I can't go anywhere anymore, I can only stay in this kind of **** where birds don't shit, eat together with my fellows and wait to die. Do you think I have a future? I just saved my life and survived. Is the future really the future?!"

"...So what do you want?" Bedivere replied coldly: "If you don't want to live, you can go out from the edge of the [City of the Dead]. Outside is the desert, in the desert Wandering will surely die."

The other party was silent again.

"If you want to kill yourself, there are too many ways." Bedivere continued to reprimand: "And why did you travel so long to reach the [City of the Dead]? If you want to die from the beginning, find one yourself. Die without authorization where no one can see it A new life. Am I right?"

"Uh...um..." The other party was humming, and he seemed very reluctant to admit it, but he had to admit that the humming was full of suffocation. Resigned and unwilling.

"Remember that there are all men on your side, not even a single woman, right?" Bedivere hummed: "To put it bluntly, you just want to find a woman to satisfy your desires, right? I will find a way to arrange it for you."

"No, no! Why do you suddenly get involved in such an obscene topic...!"

"No? That means you can find a solution without a woman?" the werewolf youth asked again.

The other party was silent for a long time before saying: "The third generation of androids is sterile. Even if it can be with a woman...that...there will never be offspring... "

"Isn't the point of enjoying the process?" Bedivere said bluntly: "It's all men, everyone knows it."

"...Captain Bedivere, you do have a very dirty side." The other party said quietly.

" After that~IndoMTL.com~ Werewolf youth ignored the other party's complaints and continued: "Who is the girl you like. I'll find a way to bring her to you. If she really loves you, she will never despise you because of your identity, status, and origin. If she hates you for that, then she's not worth it. Of course, even if she doesn't love you, I have a way to get her to come over -- I can do it for a little money. "

"Don't..." Slinder whispered, "Please, don't..."

"Why? Isn't that what you expected?"

"I've already said that the third generation of androids are sterile...I don't want to...delay her life..." Came from the other end of the communicator After the young man's low sobbing, it was impossible to continue the conversation.

"...Anyway, that's it." Then came Cattelan's voice from the communicator: "Looks like I'm going to give these boys a careful psychological counseling. I'm worried about this. Well, boss, you have enough to worry about. See you later."

"What's your name, boss...Did you learn from Lawrence?" the werewolf youth muttered, interrupting the communication: "See you later."