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Chapter 86. Version Too Low, Unable to Display
"This is too tragic."
Even Rosswealth couldn\'t help but sympathize with him.
"It\'s not that bad. The weapons of the Sentry team have been updated. I\'ve changed all the survival points he\'s squeezed out every month into eighteen weapons, " Kuris explained on Roland\'s behalf. "That\'s why your infantry can shoot so fast, and the "signal interference" is also effective".
He pointed at the non-landing assistant and the soldier that Char was controlling.
"These two are that guy\'s, right?"
Rosswealth nodded.
"Roland left the infantry in my workshop to keep watch. As for the hovercraft assistant... Did he use the things in my workshop to make it?" Kuris asked again. He seemed to be very interested in the signal jammer in the Non-Falling Assitance\'s hand.
"You... can think of it that way."
Rosswealth answered vaguely.
"As expected, how many things is this guy hiding..."
Kuris muttered.
His eyes were fixed on the hovering assistant.
Unlike the true mechanics of the second era, Char\'s mechanic class was more like a simplified version. It had refined some of the special skills of a mechanic, but it was not like the mechanics of that era, who had mastered seventeen or eighteen complicated skills such as iron smelting, forging, alchemy, and so on. Most of the abilities were modular and achieved by skills.
For example, the "Non-Falling Assitance I" was a level 40 mechanic\'s exclusive skill. After the materials were prepared, he could directly activate [assistant manufacturing] and an assistant would appear out of thin air. The assistant would be proficient in all kinds of small skills that should have been mastered by the mechanic himself. It could be used to check, repair, maintain, and so on. It was the best tool.
As the saying goes, people of the same trade are enemies, not to mention that this fellow looked... It was quite advanced. No wonder Kuris couldn\'t take his eyes off it. He was curious about the assistant in front of him in terms of technology alone. How did he make such a high-performance product without a supporting AI, like an antique machine?
"Can I say something?"
Roland got up from the ground, his body trembling.
"What do you want to say?" Rosswealth asked him.
"It sounds like... You\'re going to the Upper CIty District?"
"Yes, I am."
"I can help ..." As Roland spoke, he slapped himself hard, and a hanging window immediately popped out of his head.
Unlike ordinary people, the special operations team captain\'s window frame had a metallic feel to it, the kind that could only be obtained by charging money.
"Captain 043 thought that he had me under his control, so he temporarily transferred his identity to me... He\'s prepared this time, and there\'s someone waiting for you in the Upper City District. You\'ll be discovered if you break in like this. I know what you\'re capable of, Kuris. Those hiding places were fine before, but not this time."
Kuris\'s face turned grim. He looked at Rosswealth, indicating that Roland\'s words could be trusted.
"But why did you lay your cards on the table?" Rosswealth asked with a frown. "Wouldn\'t it be better if you didn\'t say anything and just let us get caught?"
Roland touched his face in embarrassment.
His face, which had been slapped away by 043, looked like a pair of patched jeans. He looked a little ferocious. He laughed like a henchman at the end of the road. He was timid, but also a little hysterical and crazy.
"If I don\'t do this, I\'ll die... My brothers and I will be sent to the processing station to be crushed and transported away..." he muttered. "All the energy will be drained and then sent to the garbage mountain in the suburbs. Maybe I\'ll see 875 teasing its three silly animal companions every day...
"Wuwuwuwu!" It was 875 protesting.
"It\'s been so many years," Roland continued. "I\'ve tried my best to keep my brothers and me alive. I can bow my head, I can kneel, I can be shameless, but I can\'t die like this... I still want to continue living, to continue living!" After a pause, he continued, "You said you\'d find a safe place to settle the prisoners, but I don\'t think there\'s a safer place than the upper city prison. You\'ll definitely be discovered if you hide in the fourth zone area. There are electronic eyes everywhere in the air, and there are copper nets on the ground that record your footprints. It\'s better to go to the Upper City District."
Kuris looked at Rosswealth.
"You shouldn\'t be able to make the decision for this kind of thing..."
"We can do that."
Rosswealth replied.
"Why don\'t you ask..." Kuris was speechless.
"There\'s no need for that." Rosswealth shook her head. "He\'ll have to enter the Uptown sooner or later. Even if we\'re stuck in prison, he\'ll find a way to save us."
"Wait, you said we... Are you also going to..." Kuris was shocked.
"Yes, I still have to watch over you, don\'t I? There\'s only one thing left," she said with a smile. "Help me bind to my \'personal system\'."
Kuris opened his mouth, but he was speechless.
"Alright, I understand."
Without a word, Kuris opened his beer belly. It turned out to be a lid, and it had an empty room like 875, hiding an ownerless window frame.
He took out the window frame and handed it to Rosswealth. The moment she touched it, it disappeared.
Then, a window popped up in front of her.
Acquired personal system, complete beginner\'s guide-1.
You received 5 survival points.
"Personal system binding successful, name: Rosswealth."
Just like how 875 had bound Ortlinde to her personal system, a window appeared above Kuris\' head.
Name: novice guide Kuris.
Rosswealth had witnessed that scene back then, so she was no stranger to this scene.
"Why do both you and 875 have such things?" She asked, a little surprised.
"Who knows? There\'s one in Roland too," Kuris shrugged.
Rosswealth looked over, and the captain of the Sentinels nodded and reached out to pull its clothes.
"No, it\'s better not to."
"Oh..."
Roland responded, feeling wronged.
"Then I\'ll fix them. Roland, you should be able to control them, right? " Kuris looked at Roland\'s men.
"of course, that\'s definitely not a problem!"
Roland agreed readily.
So, in the surprised eyes of the living captives, the "Captain" who should have lost the ability to move and lost half of his face got up again, and was even given the right to manage, and his subordinates were repaired one by one...
As for the Savior, Rosswealth, she was also captured like them. Then they set off again in the same direction...
What was going on?
Rosswealth didn\'t say anything, and no one asked.
They did not know anything and did not dare to ask anything!
The confusion continued all the way to the entrance.
The entrance looked ordinary, more than four meters wide, with two guard-like robots standing on the left and right. Their bodies were integrated with the wall, and above their heads was a connected LED screen that flickered with the words " Upper City District entrance " in the style of a street sign.
However, with the arrival of these people, the guard suddenly opened his eyes. Two circles of black muzzles appeared around his body, densely packed like a honeycomb.
That wasn\'t the end. Like dominoes, the muzzles continued to extend from the two guards to the left and right. Soon, the muzzles covered the entire wall.
Those who witnessed this scene for the first time were all stunned...
After experiencing so many things, they also had an intuitive understanding of \'firearms\' and a certain degree of psychological acceptance...
But now, this understanding was refreshed.
Roland stepped forward with an eye-catching name.
After the identity verification, the black muzzle retracted, and everything returned to normal as if the scene just now was just an illusion.
However, the captive\'s attitude had clearly changed. They kept quiet out of fear and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
..
"This is the Upper City District?"
Rosswealtb asked in a daze.
It was the first time Kuris, who was tied up not far from her, had come here, but he was no stranger to the black market.
Even so, he was still a little dazed after seeing the real Upper City District.
It was indeed impossible to describe the strangeness and absurdity of this place with only the images and words of others.
"This is indeed the Upper City District..."
He muttered.
It was bustling, extravagant, and brightly lit.
This was the visual impact and first impression it gave people.
But behind it, or rather, under its \'embellishment\', was the most impactful scenery.
Ruins.
The ruins above their heads.
It was dense with spirit breath that could be seen with the naked eye. It was as if the air was burning at high temperatures, the lines twisted and jumped.
The twisted scene was like an illusory Mirage floating above the luxurious red and green lights, but it was so real.
It needed to be looked upwards to see, and the pressure was like a sword hanging over one\'s head, making one worry that it could fall down at any time.
There was no natural light source in the underground Ravesland, but there seemed to be light in the ruins. Or rather, it was the light emitted by the spirit breath, which made the floating ruins look more dazzling than the lights in the Uptown.
The ruins and the prosperous city were so absurd and perfect together that there was no distinction between the main and secondary roles. It\'s dazzling.
Unfortunately, there weren\'t many pedestrians in the Upper City District. Even if there were, they were all wrapped in exquisite large windbreakers.
Everyone\'s silence did not last long before they were interrupted by a voice.
"Are you the captives that Sir Feilulinde has asked for?"
The person who asked the question was an Android similar to 043. He also had high-end hair gel sprayed on his head and wore a spotless uniform. Roland, who stood in front of him, looked like a refugee.
"Yes."
Roland almost bowed out of habit, but fortunately, he didn\'t forget that he was being controlled, so he only responded coldly.
"I\'m 029."
029 looked at the captive.
"I\'m only responsible for taking the captives away. You can make your own arrangements."
Roland was a little dumbfounded, but the captain\'s brain worked quickly. He immediately put on an unresponsive face and continued to stare at 029.
029 was a little dumbfounded. He muttered, " what does that mean? " then pressed his watch, and a light wave shot towards Roland.
"Beep-"
"Unable to read target\'s memory, the processor version is too low."
029 was speechless.
He couldn\'t understand the meaning of so many people. By right, he should have read the other party\'s memory crystal to confirm that this trip was safe, but this "too low version" made him give up such an idea.
The new processor was too expensive for him to afford.
Forget it, let\'s leave it at that.
"Bring the captives and come with me," he said with a wave of his hand.
"Ok."
Roland heaved a sigh of relief and continued to play the role of a simple-minded person.
Under 029\'s lead, the team gradually entered the heart of the Upper City District.
Rosswealth\'s eyes widened, afraid to miss a single detail.
There were huge glowing signs everywhere, just like the magic screens she had seen in Mephisto. Similar to the magic Image, there were also Bionics promoting various products on it. After the beautiful image, there was a string of numbers that made one shudder.
Without exception, it was survival points.
The road was wide, and there were not many cars on it. There was a faint mist on the road, and the neon lights reflected different colors. The pedestrians were like fish swimming in the mist.
Without exception, there was a hanging window above their heads with "name" and "survival point" written inside.
However, their hanging Windows were a little different. It seemed to be something that could only be seen in the Uptown. The hanging Windows could be divided into gold, silver, and bronze according to the number of survival points an individual had. Those with less than 10000 survival points were all copper with a metallic texture, which was different from the frame of "Special Operations Captain" that Roland temporarily had.
The survival points that were between 10000 to 100000, had silver edges and a circle of dragon-scale-like marks ...
Those that have more than 100000 had gold edges. Although they were simpler than the previous ones, they were still glowing! Their level of pretentiousness instantly rose by more than one level.
Finally, the team came to a tall building, which was the closest place to the Mirage-like ruins. When they looked up, they could see the huge radial explosion traces, and the original giant sculpture had been peeled off by the impact, leaving only the skeleton. It looked particularly desolate.
"I feel like there\'s a flood about to pour down from above..."
A young Holy Knight muttered.
Laurentia looked up at the sky and had the same feeling.
He was extremely sensitive to power, or he wouldn\'t have been recognized by the Eternity Spear.
"What is it that imprisoned them?" The Paladin asked.
"Perhaps it\'s the power of God..."
The Holy See muttered, his eyes filled with envy.
"Actually, with Lord Fredrick\'s power, he can do it too. it\'s the same thing," said Lorenzo. "It\'s also protecting the ancient underground maze. The Holy See kept compressing it, just like what we\'re seeing now..."
It was the previous Holy See.
The Holy See reminded him in his heart, but he did not say it out loud.
He knew that correcting the other party in this situation would only invite ridicule.
Suddenly,
"Are you curious?"
A voice drifted over, sounding a little old.
Everyone looked over and found that it was a strange-looking dwarf. He was short, had sharp ears, and a large white beard ...
But it was wearing a white robe?
It wasn\'t quite right to call it a white robe. There was a row of buttons in the middle and several pockets on the body, which looked very strange.
If Char was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the legendary white coat!
The look in Rosswealth\'s eyes suddenly changed!
She had seen this person before ...
To be precise, Ortlinde had seen it before.
It was Svartalfheim!
The guy who used the Blue Moon to launch a fatal attack on the Valkyrie!
After that, he fled. He actually escaped to this place?
But Rosswealth took a closer look and found that something was wrong ...
On the window above the person in front of him was written "Name: Feilulinde", And the survival points were shocking...
Uncountable wealth.
The frame of his hanging window was also completely different from the gold, silver, and copper from before. It looked like a frame with super bright light, super dense texture, and super high particle effects that could only be obtained after obtaining a hundred million Survival Points ...
His face was serious like before as if he was a true master. He was completely different from the wretched appearance of Svartalfheim. He was definitely a different person!
Most importantly, he did not recognize Rosswealth.