This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 92 Some Pleasant Things

The best shield in Lang City is only an iron shield. After all, there are not many combat resources in the rainy season, and the weapons that explode are of various types. Defensive weapons such as shields are among them and their weight is not high.

As for making your own...

Yes, but it's difficult and the materials are limited. Although materials can be obtained by disassembling useless equipment, in the New World, disassembling equipment will cause loss. The specific loss depends on the level and ability of the disassembler.

When decomposing equipment of a lower level than their own, craftsmen who can control the loss to less than 20% are considered strong. The most important source of materials for humans is still mineral resources.

But in this kind of world, mines?
Not to mention that there are almost no artificial mine tunnels left, even for natural mine tunnels, that kind of semi-closed, complex and dark environment, it is considered a success if people enter and do not get kicked out.

In short, that iron shield was a good shield in a sense, but it was completely incomparable to the shield in front of it called [Zhenhui].

Gushi has a large population and a vast territory, and its resources are many times richer than Langcheng. Even they only produced such a top-notch shield. It can be imagined that this thing is really rare.

"I'm very satisfied with this and don't have any other requests for now," Nie Weiyang said, a genuine smile appearing on his face.

Giving away information was something he'd wanted to do, and he hadn't thought about any reward when he did it. But now, he was holding the perfectly weighted shield, looking at the sharp blue crystal shield blade and the structure on the shield.

If it were him, he definitely wouldn't want his weapon to come into close contact with this kind of shield, nor would he want himself to come into close contact with it... With this design, even if the shield's attributes weren't high, it would still be more durable than some overly simple ordinary shields. Furthermore, it also had a flash spell—

To be honest, Nie Weiyang really likes the feeling of throwing a flash bomb at someone's face. Anyway, he is wearing sunglasses and the flash cannot hit him.

Now he can not only throw flashbangs, but also hit the enemy's face with his shield even harder!
After thanking him, Nie Weiyang gave some basic information about the shelter, and...

"The people of the pre-civilization called themselves Homo sapiens. They resembled us in appearance and body structure, but for at least a long time, their mental power could be released directly from their bodies and interfere with matter, making their social culture very different from ours." Nie Weiyang said, "In the Sanctuary dungeon, this trait will be reflected in the 'Mind Appearance' category: Mind Appearance is the power of the spirit."

Therefore, Nie Weiyang could actually confirm that the 'Mind Prism Fragment', or rather, the 'Mind Prism', was a creation of a previous civilization. However, he was still unclear about the connection between the 'Mind Crystal' and the 'Netherworld Crystal' that it transformed into, and the previous civilization.

This information must be shared, because in reality, the 'Hope Space Station' and its incarnation 'One' also exist. Moreover, Nie Weiyang has some suspicions that the real Hope Space Station may have a larger population...

The human body is a powerful mental restraint and barrier, with only the eyes being a weaker barrier. An average person's mental attributes are almost impossible to leave the body before 500 points, and at best they can only search other people's short-term memories by being close to them.

Nie Weiyang currently possesses no skills related to mental attacks. Besides attribute confrontations and memory searches, he can only use telekinesis to drag light objects or leverage mental confrontations initiated by others. At least for now, he can't initiate mental confrontations. However, if someone initiates a mental confrontation, the timing and outcome of the confrontation are no longer determined by the initiator.

This shows how terrifying the talents of the humans in the 4701 Shelter instance are... They are almost born with the ability to interfere with real matter on a small scale with their willpower alone!

The 'Voice of the City', a spiritual amplifier and reality-rewriting device, is also the power of pre-civilized people...

There is a lot of information, but it can be said in bits and pieces.

Soon, some people in the conference room began to have headaches. As one person after another with a headache left the conference room, Nie Weiyang's expression, which had originally become somewhat lively, became calm again.

In this world, there are too few people who can listen to his words, and even fewer who can understand them. This is a loneliness deeper than any pain, which cannot hurt him, but it can make him realize how different he is from others.

"...That's about it." Nie Weiyang said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. By the way..."

He paused for a moment. "Regarding the Returning Sect I just mentioned, please monitor their movements. If they make any unusual moves... no, any actions, please have the messenger contact me and tell me everything, no matter how small." Nie Weiyang's expression was serious. "This is my only request right now."

Liang Zhenduan and the old lady named Li Xiangjun, who were still in the meeting room, naturally agreed to this. They rubbed their aching temples and solemnly promised to exchange information with Nie Weiyang.

"If you're going to be walking around the old city and need help with some minor problems?" Liang Zhenduan asked, "I can temporarily give you two guards."

Nie Weiyang pondered for a moment and did not refuse.

"Okay," he said, "but I can't promise I'll take them with me on everything I do."

——He has never concealed the fact that he has a secret, and now he even brought it to the surface.

This was a completely unconventional style, and Liang Zhenduan had even gotten used to it. He smiled and nodded, seemingly not wanting to know what Nie Weiyang was up to. He had already given him so much information that was likely true, so how could he really not allow him to have his own secrets?
He couldn't care less about that. As long as Nie Weiyang didn't suddenly fall ill and do something bad in the city, he didn't care what the other party did, and he would even fully cooperate.

and……

A kind-hearted person like Nie Weiyang who acts efficiently may be a good reason for them to correct some phenomena.

Liang Zhenduan poked his head out the door and called in two fully armed young soldiers. Li Xiangjun watched Nie Weiyang and his men leave with a smile. After they were far away, she suddenly said, "He knows."

"Know what?" Liang Zhenduan asked knowingly.

"I know you gave it to others so that they could report the incident before killing someone." Li Xiangjun said with a smile. She stretched out her hands, which should have been as dry as branches, but were much softer than that.

She held the teacup with both hands. There was no tea in it, only hot water.

Where can we get tea under the current conditions?

"Even though he doesn't like to communicate with people, or even connect with them, and rejects almost all emotional interactions, good or bad, he's a good person." Li Xiangjun sighed softly, "A good person...

"There aren't many good people these days... well, very few."

"But it still exists," said Liang Zhenduan.

Not to mention doing good deeds without leaving a name or seeking profit, simply being a good person and doing good deeds is very difficult.

If it were not difficult, humans would not praise it.

"But good people are like gold. Good people and bad people like them. Only stupid people don't like them." Li Xiangjun said again.

She put down the teacup, stood up with a smile, picked up a white coat from behind the chair and put it on. The words "Li Xiangjun" and "Institute of Biology, Chinese Academy of Sciences" on the name tag were faintly swaying among the slightly dirty white cloth.

"Let's go. You should establish your garrison as soon as possible," she said. "I'm a level 15 biologist, and I'm waiting to help you with your research."

　Sorry I'm a little late today because of something, but I'm still working hard.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)