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[Calling God]

"is God."

After rushing over, Chunchun glanced at the Queen Bee, and lost interest when he saw her overly fat and bloated body. She was not suitable to be a knight, and judging from her appearance, she probably only knew some random beast fighting methods and some basic instinctive reactions. Even if she could be trained, her body, which was born for the tribe, was not so easy to change. As for creating a new body for her, that was too difficult. She was not a void creature, and it was a huge problem to extract her soul intact without damaging her mind.

So it simply asked for a permission.

Purely kneeling on one knee, with an expressionless look that showed unspeakable sincerity, it looked at the little knight and slowly stated its request.

"God, I hope you will allow me to establish a knight order unique to the Pale Void. God, may I beg you to release this broken body?"

The young knight nodded at first, then pondered for a moment, looking troubled.

It's not that it has forgotten about the broken thing, but that the other party has no obsession. When it resurrected Purely before, part of the reason was because of the obsession contained in the other party, so it did not completely merge with the void and could still appear on the system list.

But for some reason, Canpo had no obsession with staying in the human world. It seemed to have accepted its own death with peace of mind. So if it wanted to be resurrected, it would have to search for the other person's soul in the void like looking for a needle in a haystack. God knows how many dead souls there are in the void; it is simply impossible to count them.

Thinking of this, it could only tell the other party the truth, and secretly thought that maybe it would take a look at it when it had time.

[Broken and without the obsession to live]

109 Gorgeous Gate

Confusion, shock, and disbelief were the looks cast upon it by the people around it when the ghost returned with its huge clan.

Wilson shivered and shrank back towards the fire. Even though he knew that this big guy would not pose any danger to him, he was still afraid, especially the delicate black pattern. If he stared at it for a little longer, it would be even more terrifying.

"what is this?"

Tony Stark asked someone, he felt that the style of this thing did not quite match that of the ghosts, it should be a local product here, but why would the creatures here follow the ghosts so obediently?

Although the queen bee cannot see her ears, it doesn't mean that she is deaf. She looked at him for a long time without knowing how to explain, so she took the initiative to answer first.

"I came here to follow God's will."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked back at Shen, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the other party was not furious because of her unauthorized answer.

After hearing this explanation, Tony Stark stopped asking questions. He was afraid that he would subconsciously reveal a sarcastic tone to the so-called God. Before he could completely confirm the Knight's attitude, he didn't want to alert the so-called God. Such an action would undoubtedly increase the other party's control over the Knight.

But even so, he still couldn't help but clench his fists. The other party had so easily gained a believer from outside the world. He didn't believe that none of the guys named Green or Pure were the so-called lackeys of God.

Tony Stark silently raised the danger rating of the two people, which had been lowered, by several degrees, even higher than when they first met.

After this little episode, Wilson was shocked by the huge amount of wood that the queen bee carried. Not to mention Wilson, even the doctor and Tony Stark subconsciously showed shock when they saw the mountains of wood.

However, after they saw Green's one-sided and purely secretive look, they understood why there was such a huge piece of wood.

After finishing his things and waking up, Sans yawned tiredly. After taking a closer look at the huge object and so many pieces of wood, he felt a deep sense of disconnection between him and the world.

He just took a short nap, and it was a short nap after completing the task, but how come the world has changed so much when he woke up!

He looked at the queen bee with a little confusion, and finally shrugged indifferently, without any intention of asking questions.

Whatever, since no one else is on guard, right? That's no problem.

Thinking of this, he pulled up his hood, adjusted himself to a more comfortable position, stretched out the stiff bones all over his body, and continued to lie there comfortably.

But the next few days were busy again, with the meat drying rack, the pot, the treasure chest, the twigs, the berry bushes, and the plantation. Finally, the most important thing was the small wooden sign, which was inserted at the gate of the new home. The wind and frost it had experienced had caused some old marks to corrode it, but it looked particularly comfortable.

And of course, the most important thing is technology.

Tony Stark watched in amazement as people used some simple wooden boards, stones and gold blocks to create a special machine that could be used with incredible speed and ability.

Every time he saw this, he felt surprised, even amazed and appreciative.

Although he only used a few pieces of scrap iron to build the prototype of the steel mecha in the cave, it took him countless adjustments and attempts.

The other party is fully worthy of the title of great scientist.

Sure enough, the selection of characters in this chat group was much stricter than he had imagined.

The banquet in the evening was quite sumptuous, at least there was no shortage of meat or anything. The warm bonfire provided good protection against the cold. Or perhaps it was lively enough here, so even though there was still a light snow falling in other places, it was as warm as spring here.

Until the sun rose as usual, the snow that had covered the ground melted away, and the temperature began to rise gradually. Seeing that the most difficult winter was over, everyone submitted their tasks, and Wilson only needed to complete this week's tasks to get his own title.

Just as he was enthusiastically communicating with and watering the planted seeds, an earthquake occurred that affected far away and lasted for a long time.

Although the earthquake was not so severe that it shook the ground, Wilson was unable to stand steadily for a long time. After the earthquake ended, he hurried to check the newly built base. Fortunately, there was no damage or collapse.

Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, but he vaguely remembered that the earthquake seemed to have originated from there. His burgeoning curiosity prompted him to overcome his fear, and he slowly headed towards that location, step by step.

But he only saw a gorgeous gate towering there. It was something he had never seen before. It was completely different from the broken statues and small houses he had seen before. It was not a building of the same style.

He immediately became extremely alert, but perhaps it was the marble armor, the pigskin hat, and the new weapon that Sora had given him, the rock-chopping prototype, that gave him the courage to take another step forward. So he moved closer to the door and observed it carefully.

Until the familiar black color condensed on the door and spread into one side, like a thick black film.

Wilson was frightened by this change and almost fell to the ground, but he still held on. Instead of running away, he held the weapon tightly in his hand, even though his hands were shaking.

But unexpectedly, the black layer disappeared quickly. If he hadn't come to see it, he probably wouldn't have reacted at all, or even known that it existed.

But after the layer of black disappeared, he saw a blonde girl lying on the ground. He ran over hurriedly. Although he now had many friends, the appearance of this girl still meant that something different had happened, and that there would be a touch of color in his future life.

Wilson moved closer and felt the man's breathing. He found that he was still alive, just fainted. He finally relaxed his breath, which he had been holding in fear. After a few more breaths, he picked the man up.

But Wilson overestimated his strength. The mere action of lifting the person up caused him to fall flat on his face. If he hadn't reacted quickly at the end, the girl would have been unlucky enough to fall to the ground with him.

There was no other way, he could only take off his marble armor, hold the person in his arms, and slowly stumble towards the built camp.

110 Mira, the Mira who can sing

The same familiar, reassuring feeling as always.

This was the little knight's first feeling when he returned, but Green felt unusually uncomfortable. He smelled a scent that made him uneasy, so much so that his tail curled up anxiously, tense and not daring to relax.

The little knight keenly noticed this change, walked over, completely abandoned the process of asking questions, and gave the other party a quick and decisive hug.

Green was slowly comforted by this hug. The breath of the void made him extremely attached. He subconsciously hugged his father with his backhand. Even after he realized what he was doing, he was still stubborn and didn't want to let go.

He expressed his desire in a low voice, his tone was a little hoarse, but it did not make people feel uncomfortable at all.

"Father, don't leave."

Only when the last bit of restlessness was calmed down did Green let go of his hand helplessly, lowering his head like a child who had done something wrong.

He was really just a kid after all.

"I'm sorry to have worried you, father."

The Knight shook his head, indicating that he didn't take it to heart. What's more, he was more worried about the other party's condition. This out-of-control and terrible state was a bit like those who were infected by the radiation but had not yet completely fallen. Of course, although the specific details were very different, the Knight just had such a vague feeling.

"Believe my father, you should give me trust." Green said so insistently. Seeing that the other party could still handle it, the little knight could only nod and let it go.

In the quiet environment of the Black Egg Temple, there was a sound of something falling to the ground. This not-so-loud noise attracted the attention of the little knight.

It looked up and saw a maintenance bug trying hard to curl itself up into a ball, trying to hide itself, but unfortunately, it was completely futile. The maintenance bug had half of its body exposed, and its hands were tightly holding its head, looking particularly funny and cute.

The little knight had an impression of this bug. It seemed that it had always been responsible for cleaning here. He had seen it several times before, but it ran away before he could say anything.

So it walked forward, patted the exposed body of the insect, and tried to look at people with the friendliest eyes, although its expression was the same no matter how you looked at it.

After being touched, the maintenance bug jumped out by rolling and crawling as if it was frightened. However, after stumbling and knocking over several small white flower-shaped lanterns, it immediately stopped and carefully put the lanterns back in place.

After finishing all these actions, she realized that she seemed to be running away just now. Seeing that the attention of the three insects was turned to her, she could only stand out dejectedly, but her body still trembled uncontrollably, and she tried her best to move behind the debris.

You are afraid of me

The little knight asked in confusion.

The maintenance bug nodded vigorously. Of course she was afraid. At that time, the place was very lively and there were many bugs, but with the arrival of the other party, it was soon deserted. She was just lucky to survive from the other party and even ran into the scene of the other party's massacre.

Those who looked like her fell miserably beneath each other and never woke up again.

So even though he knew that they were not conscious at the time and were just wandering bodies, including herself, she still couldn't avoid being afraid. The flowing orange juice and the broken corpses were all remembered by her, deeply engraved in the depths of her mind and could not be eradicated at all.

Even though the source of the plague was eradicated later, she was freed from the bound mind, and then stumbled over the corpses of her companions, bumped into the patrolling Bumblebee, and finally received such a task.

The knight scratched his mask in annoyance. He couldn't quite understand why the other party was afraid of him. Many sentient insects reacted with surprise and joy upon seeing him, as if they had finally met a kindred spirit.

But it soon thought of something else.

[Mira]

It still remembers the humming insect very clearly. After all, there were not many living insects in the entire underground world at that time. There were zombies and puppets everywhere. The song the other party hummed was also very nice. Although it was still a little worse than Miss Butterfly, it was also memorable enough.

In fact, it had no other intention in typing these two words, it just wanted to confirm whether the other party was Mira. Because at that time, it didn't know what it was thinking, and it ignored the other party's attack and just left lightly without taking any action.

In fact, after everything was over and the system was obtained, it went to the Crystal Mountain to check, but saw nothing. When it explored further inside, there were only some corpses, a large number of corpses, so it did not continue searching down. After all, with the system, it could resurrect even if the other party died.

"Mira??"

The maintenance bug felt that these two words looked familiar, but she quickly shook her head because she couldn't remember the name very clearly.

Perhaps it was because the maintenance bug saw that the little knight did not attack her for a long time, and the other party was really cute, the fear in her heart finally dissipated for the most part, and she mustered up the courage to tell her name.

"My name is Kaya."

After hearing what the other party said, the little knight put away his sign with some regret. Just when he thought he could only wait until everyone was resurrected one by one to search inside, the maintenance bug seemed to suddenly remember something and said loudly in surprise.

"I remember there was a survivor named Mira. She's in charge of repairs and cleaning other places. Is the Mira you're looking for a good singer? If so, she should be the one."

Although name collisions were quite common in Hallownest, the bugs here were mostly dead now, so it would be too much of a coincidence to encounter one again. However, in order to avoid the possibility of being silenced by an enraged person after making a boast and then finding out that it was not the same person, she carefully added a more specific story.

After all, she could remember the person named Mira because she sang well. If they were talking about the same person, then the other person should also know about it. It couldn't be such a coincidence that they had the same name and could sing, right?

[knew]

The little knight got a satisfactory answer and did not ask any further questions. As long as he knew that the other party was still alive and well, he would have no regrets. He was not a nostalgic person and would not force a meeting.

If they are really destined to be together, perhaps they will meet again soon.

111 Green Theatre Company

The scarlet troupe, which should have left long ago, came rushing back from other places from afar. Those intelligent insects held their tents and carried other insects obediently like wild beasts. They slowly walked through the King's Mountain Road, shaking their bells and announcing their presence.

They finally pitched their tent once more in Dirtmouth.

But compared to the last time when they seemed safe and harmless, this time the troupe was particularly aggressive. The scarlet flames were burning hotly on the long staff inserted into the door. If an insect accidentally saw the vigorous and jumping flames, it would probably feel suffocated as if its heart was being squeezed. After a long time, it would be completely lost in the firelight and reduced to a puppet of fire.

Such an aggressive move naturally aroused Bumblebee's high vigilance. She had previously persuaded Zemor to monitor the intruder who should have left long ago. As for Orgrim, he was taking care of Isma, who had just escaped and was still a little weak. After all, they were the only three of the Knights alive. As for Hegmer, whose whereabouts were unknown, and Draya, who was confirmed to have died, they had to wait until the ghosts returned again before they could go to the other party to inquire and make arrangements.

Every time Bumblebee thought of this, she had a headache. She had too few people at her disposal, and she couldn't always rely on the old transport bug who should have retired long ago for tasks such as transportation control.

Wait for the ghost to come back, Bumblebee would occasionally have such expectations. In fact, to be honest, the teachings she had learned in the past basically taught her how to become an excellent warrior, and Bumblebee did it, but she didn't know how to manage a country. If it weren't for Monomon's help, and her deep longing for this kingdom and land, she would have quit long ago.

Bumblebee sighed deeply and glanced at the mountain of documents. If the ghost came back this time, he would make sure it finished its work before leaving.

But the first thing to solve is this problem. This troupe should not be based here. She stopped in front of the scarlet tent and did not rush in, even though the entrance of the tent had been opened long ago, as if to welcome or expect her arrival.

This isn't necessarily a trap, but it's definitely not a good idea to rush into it.

The intuition accumulated from years of warrior career still played a role at this moment. She watched vigilantly, waiting for the person inside to come out and give her an explanation.

What's more, Bumblebee is not representing herself now, she is representing this declining but still huge country. Perhaps because she has been waiting for a long time without getting a response, or perhaps it is some decree that must be completed, a slender pure black hand stretched out from the dark tent where nothing can be seen at a glance, and placed on the edge of the tent. This hand belongs to the captain.

The leader walked out of the tent gracefully, his scarlet pupils full of cunning. He looked at Bumblebee calmly and took out the words he had prepared long ago, which were full of lies.

"Witness to the bargain between Pale and Hera, why are you here? Is it for the Ritual of Fire?"

Bumblebee was in no mood to play dumb. The complicated tasks left her with almost no time to rest, let alone talk about time-wasting topics with Bug.

"Leave here, this place doesn't belong to you." Bumblebee's tone was full of warning, and she held the slender bone nail in her hand.

"Is this what you mean, or what this great country means?" Green asked her.

"This is not something you should think about. The only thing you need to do now is to leave here." Bumblebee responded.

"Even if I'm just seeking the justice that I deserve? This is not a good way to treat guests." The captain put down his hand that was on the tent. He didn't care at all about the person's stubborn attitude. To him, this little girl was too immature and had no deterrent effect.

"Deal? I don't remember any deal." Bumblebee was not completely ignorant of the deal the other party was talking about, but rather than being ridiculed by the other party with only a vague understanding, it would be better to just say that he knew nothing.

Tuan Ran gave the man a deep look. He doubted he knew anything, but he didn't mind repeating it. "The Pale King made a contract with us. We will teach you how to craft a vessel, and you will allow us to perform the ritual of fire..."

A piece of history that Bumblebee had never known was gradually told by the other party.

She knew that competition among containers was brutal, but she hadn't imagined it to be brutal or anything like that.