Calamity Crown

Why is there such a high bounty?

The first thing that Goethe thought of was that he was found helping Astrid escape from the 'Fortress of Doom'.

But then, he shook his head.

Astrid's bounty has not changed.

Still 50000-100000 pull.

And him?

It is a hundred times that of Astrid!

5,000,000 la is enough to build a decent dual power furnace 'town'.

10000000 pull?

It is also easy to build a "town" with three power furnaces. Even after including the most advanced air purification, water purification, constant temperature system, weapon system, etc., it can also be equipped with a team of "Defenders" mechs.

Is it because of my special status?

Goethe had a second guess.

For this guess, he has no more ideas.

Because, he has no 'memory'.

However, being thrown into the power room at the bottom of the 'Doomsday Fortress' as a trash guy, he shouldn't have any extraordinary status... huh? !

Suddenly Goethe recalled a sentence from Astrid——

"Jock's family are all lunatics. In order to keep the corpse of the descendants of the 'Prophet' Modeus intact, they even 'maintained' the corpse-since the so-called Joker I betrayed the 'Prophet' Modeus, they have been Should be hacked to pieces! '

The Jock family, the actual ruler of the "Doomsday Fortress" now, preserves the corpses of the descendants of the "Mad King" Modeus.

Goethe was curious before, what kind of madness would have the habit of 'maintaining' corpses, but now he seems to have an answer: the other party is not 'maintaining' corpses.

Instead, some people were identified through the 'maintained' corpses.

Some lookalikes.

Or to be precise, someone who has the blood of the "Prophet" Modeus.

"The traitor stole the fruits of victory, but he was in constant panic, so that he did not let go of his mistake?"

Goethe was thinking in his heart, and couldn't help looking at the prompt when entering the 'secret realm': [Temporary changes in clothing, appearance, and equipment will automatically recover when leaving the secret realm]

"Such a temporary change, won't it make me more like 'Prophet' Modeus?"

Goethe raised his wrist and carefully looked at the photo on the four-inch screen of [Enlightenment Type V (Modified Version)] compared with the gold coin with King George I printed in his mind.

Three seconds later...

well!

Goethe sighed.

The answer is: really like it.

More like outside the 'secret realm'.

If there is only one or two points of similarity outside the 'secret realm', then there are four or five points of similarity here.

After fine-tuning his current appearance, he looks similar to the 'Prophet' Modeus at first glance.

"I was thrown in the power room. I should have been ignored by no one, but because I helped Astrid escape from the 'Doomsday Fortress', I was noticed by the Joker family. They didn't pay more attention to other things, they just cared about me. appearance, and made some associations, and then... kill me at all costs!"

Goethe gradually cleared his mind.

The brow is slightly wrinkled.

Now he will never be able to show his face.

With his current reward, once he appeared in front of any aborigine of the wasteland, he would attract a crazy attack from the other party.

so……

Does it have to be a makeover?

Goethe raised his hand to touch the gas mask he was wearing, and pressed the remote control option on [Enlightenment Type V (Modified Version)].

Goethe already had an idea of ​​what to do next.

Before that, however, there is one more thing to confirm.

You know, Astrid is also an aborigine of the wasteland!

...

The wind and sand rolled.

After Goethe walked into the 'oasis', robot No. 2 immediately ran over to clean up the dust on his body with brisk music, especially the sand hidden in the folds of his clothes, and cleaned it meticulously.

Throughout the process, Goethe raised his hands flat.

His eyes were on Astrid.

Astrid didn't dodge.

"What did you do?"

"Why do the lunatics in the 'Doomsday Fortress' want you like this?"

The lady stared at Goethe brightly and seemed quite curious.

"have no idea."

"You know I've lost my memory."

Goethe shook his head.

"Such reasons can't convince me now - I feel that you are pretending to lose your memory, and then hiding something that can be called real... But this is not important!"

"The important thing is that you made those lunatics angry and made them helpless!"

"that's enough!"

"Nice job!"

Speaking of this, Estrid took a deep breath, with a bright smile on his face.

Then the lady walked up to Goethe and once again held out her hand.

Goethe glanced at the hand extended by the other party, and after confirming that there was no danger, he held it.

Immediately, the lady smiled.

"Re-acquaint yourself with—"

"Eleventh Ranger Squadron, Captain Astrid!"

Astrid suddenly stood at attention and said loudly.

"Rangers?"

Goethe blinked.

Goethe knew this appellation.

In a book I read before, this organization was described above.

'They are a team established by one of the earliest followers of the 'Prophet'. They are brave and loyal. With the disappearance of the 'Prophet', this team has experienced several sieges by King Joker I, and gradually disappeared in history. middle! '

"Although we are not doing well, the 'Rangers' have not disappeared, they have just hidden."

As if guessing what Goethe was thinking, Astrid said immediately.

"So it is!"

Goethe nodded, his mind began to turn.

It was a surprise that the 'Rangers' were hidden, and it would be a pretty good boost.

If we cooperate...

etc!

Goethe suddenly thought of something, he opened his mouth and asked.

"What about Art, Toon, Ann, and steak?"

"They are the members of the eleventh squadron of the 'Rangers' I selected!"

Astrid replied.

Immediately Goethe frowned, he had a bad feeling.

Goethe was a little unwilling to give up, and continued to ask.

"Don't tell me that the eleventh squadron of the 'Rangers' has only these members!"

"Yes!"

"'Rangers' has a long history..."

Goethe no longer listened to the words that followed.

He originally thought that 'Ranger' would be a good help, but there was only the name left.

The eleventh team has only the captain of Astrid.

What about the rest of the team?

How good can it be?

"Sure enough, I can only rely on myself!"

Goethe sighed, and walked into the 'multifunctional utility room' where robots No. 1 and No. 2 were located.

He remembered that there was oil paint.

However, before that, Goethe took out a contract.

A contract written in [Tufuyu]——Goethe had never studied contract writing, so this contract is naturally half-truthful and non-binding, but the complicated words are extremely bluffing.

"For our own good, I think we should sign a contract."

"I swear it's just a mutual non-betrayal contract."

Goethe looked at Astrid and said this.

"Just don't betray each other?"

The lady reconfirmed.

After Goethe nodded, the lady wrote her name without hesitation.

As a resident of the wasteland, Astrid knew all too well the situation she was facing.

Either sign the contract.

Or be killed?

There is no third way to go.

Don't play tricks, let alone get entangled at this time.

That just makes you die a little faster!

So, the lady simply signed her name.

"Trust me, you will never regret signing this contract."

After Goethe collected the contract, he walked towards the 'multifunctional utility room'.

"Goethe, wait, listen to me!"

"The glory of the 'Rangers' is far more than what outsiders know, and there are many things that ordinary people don't know!"

"Do you want to join the 'Rangers'?"

"I can save you from the recruit trial!"

The lady chased Goethe into the 'multifunctional utility room'.

He kept introducing the glorious history of the 'Rangers'.

At the same time, an invitation was sent to Goethe.

Goethe had no interest in this.

Facing the mirror, he concentrated on applying makeup to himself with the oil paint he found.

It wasn't until the makeup in memory was completed that Goethe asked again.

"Is the doctor Camilla you said earlier a 'Ranger'?"

"no."

"I invited Camilla, but Camilla declined."

"And said 'Rangers' had no future at all."

Astrid looked uncomfortable.

However, such discomfort is fleeting.

The lady looked at Goethe curiously at this time.

"Goethe, why did you paint 'clown' makeup?"

"Also, why is your clown makeup so eerie?"

"Even if you hide your face, wearing a gas mask is enough!"

Astrid's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Then can she treat some facial injuries?"

Goethe did not answer, but continued to ask.

"A facial injury?"

"Even if all you are burned is a skull, she can restore you to the original—of course, the premise is that you are still alive!"

"Her treatment level is the most... ah!"

Astrid exclaimed, the lady stared wide-eyed at Goethe who was standing in front of the mirror and suddenly cut the corner of her mouth with a knife.

Blood flowed out all at once.

The corners of the split mouth are slightly upturned, as if smiling.

But the smile stained with blood, paired with that gloomy face, was indescribably weird.

return……

Filled with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Goethe raised his hand to touch the blood from the corner of his mouth, then silently wrote a sentence on the mirror, and drew a scarlet smiling face at the end.

Astrid was stunned by this scene.

It's not that this lady has never seen a big scene, but it took four or five seconds before she regained her senses.

As soon as she regained her senses, Astrid was going to find the medical box, but was stopped by Goethe.

"Goethe, are you on drugs?"

"Why are you hurting yourself?!"

"you need to……"

"Hush!"

Goethe stretched out his right index finger to cover his mouth, and showed a smile that seemed crazy but calm.

Then, he pointed to the mirror behind him.

Astrid looked at the scarlet text on the mirror, and almost unconsciously read it——

"Why so serious?"