Lost Narrative Poetry

"What, what's going on?"

Some people feel that their brains are blank. After finally coming back to their senses, they are even more speechless and have no idea what to say.

The painting style of this world is a little too strange, right?

Before they came here, they had imagined nothing like this. The beautiful Aegean Sea, the classical city of Athens, the city-state guarded by bronze and stone statues, and the dreamy and mysterious ancient Greek era were what they imagined. What an imaginary painting style!

What the hell is this?

Magic technology + cyber cultivation?

"How long have we been late? What have they done?" Even the calmest person is confused at this moment. There is something obviously wrong with the world in front of him. The style of painting has collapsed very seriously. It is completely incompatible with "Greek style". "Four big characters have no chance."

It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, it can be said that they are completely unrelated.

"No, it probably has nothing to do with them..." The woman covered in bandages and wearing a chemical protective mask shook her head. She was the first to calm down and think about it carefully before making a rational judgment, "That peripheral I've seen the team's information and it turns out that the five people are all purely on the technological side, taking the direction of mechanized transformation and prosthetics."

"They don't have the ability or the technology to magically modify a replica world with a mythical background. You say they messed up and triggered the Omnic Crisis, causing the same situation as the "Terminator" world, with robot rebellions and the like. I still believe."

"But it is definitely impossible to create such a chaotic painting style, at least they cannot do it alone. There must be other factors affecting it, reasons that we don't know. "

Her expression was completely hidden in the protective mask, and she couldn't see what it looked like, but behind the dark lenses in her eyes, there seemed to be a pair of wise eyes.

The others also fell silent. They looked at the chaotic and collapsed world in front of them with big eyes and small eyes. They saw the coexistence of advancement and backwardness. It can be seen that this city on the edge of the sea is still ancient in nature. The Greek city-states only had so many things that transcended the times on this basis.

For example, most of the people coming and going in the market still wear ancient Greek costumes that are known for their elegance and elegance. They usually surround the body with several pieces of cloth and are fastened with brooches or knots, which is a simple form.

But what looms in the clothing is not only the beauty of the human body, but also the sci-fi beauty or metallic texture of biochemical reproductive clothing, mechanical prosthetics, steel and flesh, science fiction and classics. The contradictions are intertwined and the boundaries between them are very blurred.

"Hey guests, do you need anything?"

Perhaps he noticed the presence of a group of people and felt from the bottom of his heart that they were potential customers. Someone quickly approached and greeted them enthusiastically.

He carefully looked at the group of people in front of him. The lost people's equipment and clothing came from different worlds. Strictly speaking, they were indeed strange clothes. They included advanced power suits with a strong sense of technology and strong Western fantasy style. Elements like armor or mage robes.

But the strange thing is that at this moment and in this place, there is no sense of violation at all. It is completely integrated into the surrounding environment as a matter of course. No one seems to think there is anything wrong. Thanks to the collapse of this painting style Blessings in a world that is too bad to look at.

Of course, there seems to be nothing wrong with it in general, but there are still differences in details, and people with sharp eyes can easily spot something wrong.

This man was so keen. He looked at everyone carefully and said with a smile: "You don't seem to be from Argos, are you strangers from other places? Or are you from other planes and worlds?"

"...!!"

For a moment, everyone felt that their scalps were going to explode!

They were originally very calm. After all, they had experienced at least a dozen mission worlds and as many as dozens of mission worlds. They were all the best among seniors. They were well-informed and had never encountered any big storms, so they were very calm. Calm down.

When the broker came forward, they just wanted to see what the native had to say in a constant manner, trying to get some information from the locals. Clues are similar to task prompts.

But what about the result?

When the other party spoke, the first half of the sentence was okay, but the second half made their hearts almost stop!

——People from other worlds? !

What does it mean! !

To what extent has this world collapsed? Could it be that the random natives that he and others met at the beginning were all powerful at an extraordinary level! ?

"..."

"..."

"Don't talk, I'll negotiate." After a short silence, which lasted only a second or two, Bingzi's voice sounded in the spiritual network built by the spiritual chain. She was the demigod leading the team, so after being shocked , but quickly saw clearly the details of the broker in front of him.

He is just an ordinary person, with at most some special powers, weak magic power fluctuations on his body, and obvious traces of witchcraft transformation on his body.

She calmed down her emotions and said, "What's wrong, aren't outsiders welcome in Argos?"

There was no denial, no affirmation, just simple rhetorical questions, maintaining his dominance as a matter of course.

"That's not true. People like you can't be said to see each other every day, but it's not uncommon at all." The broker said with a smile, while rubbing his hands with an amiable expression, "Since the plane last year After the war, you can see it every month."

Last year’s Plane War?

What the hell is this?

Bingzi and the team members were moved and realized that the water in this world seemed to be deeper than they imagined.

"Ahem, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore..."

At this time, the broker took the initiative to change the topic, or talked about what he thought was a more important topic: "No matter what, whether you are strangers or something, the purpose of coming all the way to Argos should be... That's it..."

He winked at everyone, with an expression that said he had seen through everything.

Bingzi didn't speak, and the others didn't get the team leader's permission, so they naturally had a grim look on their faces, but their heads were already running at full power, quickly sorting out and summarizing the current intelligence, trying to piece together useful information from the information. something to come.

The broker was not embarrassed to find that these outsiders didn't speak.

He glanced around and waved to everyone to follow him for a short distance. After there were not so many people around, he decisively got to the point——

"Let me tell you directly, Li Wang Guan is the state religion, and their ordination is not that easy to get, let alone outsiders like you. If you really want to be ordained and become a Taoist priest, it is better to go to those remote places. In rural areas, although the number of places is limited, at least there are relatively few competitors..."

"Don't believe what the wild Taoists around you say, saying that they have authentic Du Gonglu for sale. They are all personally signed by the Celestial Master of Liwangguan and have the reputation guarantee and recognition of the Royal Family of Argos. If it is true, If you think so, you will be fooled!"

"Because the documents of the official title are only the carrier, and it is the person himself who is actually awarded the official title. These profiteers are bullying outsiders like you who know nothing and have only heard some hearsay, so they use such shoddy tactics. Come to deceive you..."

"There are also those guys who say they can introduce you to the back door and become the master of the army directly. They really dare to brag to death. There are only twelve giant soldiers in total. Currently, there are only two Lancelot and Gawain. The mecha has a master, and the Church of Steam and Machinery is not going to give in like that..."

"..."

"..."

The broker, as if he was digging deep into his heart, told these outsiders everything, pointing out the pitfalls that outsiders could easily fall into.

Of course, he was not simply kind-hearted. He just felt that this group of people were glamorous and had extraordinary temperament. They might be rare big fat sheep, and big fat sheep were non-renewable resources. It would be better to deceive each and every one of them and let them be killed by those damned people. The liar has been wiped out, so why not do it yourself...

At least the broker feels that he still has a conscience. He is never a free-handed wolf, he just acts as a middleman to make a profit.

"..."

"..."

Not to mention what the broker thought, the group of lost people on the opposite side became more and more confused as they listened. It was like a world in which the style of painting was seriously damaged. They felt that they heard too many inconsistent elements mixed together to form a paragraphs of words.

I can understand it clearly, but my mind is very messy.

Li Wangguan, Heavenly Master, State Religion, Luzhi...

The Royal Family of Argos, the Church of Steam and Mechanics...

Soldiers, pilots, giant soldiers, and the outrageous Lancelot and Gawain...

——What the hell is he talking about? They now seriously doubt that this world is a sutured universe that the Creator kneaded together in a daze after drinking too much. How unreliable does it have to be to distort the style of painting so outrageously?

The demigod, who was wrapped in bandages and looked like a mummy, was silent for a moment, and she had an extremely bad premonition.

I'm late waiting for someone to arrive...

This copy is completely out of control. It is no longer something that I or the community behind me can sustain. It has even surpassed the level of the main space line in the corresponding area.

What should I do... She thought with an extremely headache, but at the same time she maintained her apparent composure and remained calm at all - of course, with her weird dress, this was not necessary at all. People can see her true face through the protective mask.

"..."

"..."

After a brief silence, the woman let out an obvious sigh. Under the broker's expectant gaze, following the direction he expected, she seemed to consider and asked: "Then what do you think... what should we outsiders do? ?”

"That's easy to say!" The broker suddenly smiled brightly and said with dignity: "It depends on what you want and how much capital you have. If you want to master power and become a transcendent, there are several The path is for you to choose."

"As I said before, as long as you can endure loneliness, then go directly to receive the edict of Li Wangguan, go to preach in remote places where the glory of the Taoist master has not yet shined, and after ten or eight years of hard work, you will be able to If you pass the assessment, you will naturally be granted promotion by the Heavenly Masters!"

"If you want quick results in a short period of time, you can also sign up to join the Church of Steam and Machinery and become a craftsman. If you are qualified as a master, you are likely to be selected into the Mechanical Clock Tower Legion, not to mention god-level mechas like the Titan Soldier. At least there is still a chance to drive a Gundam..."

"But this still requires training. It is said that those pilots with extraordinary talents have to train for at least a year and a half. If you feel that you can't accept it, then there is another option. You can become an awakened person by taking magic potion. But this is very dangerous..."

The group of people had dull expressions, listening to this man's ramblings. They would never believe that this was a mission world with the background of ancient Greek mythology.

I won’t talk about the real Tianshi, but it’s great now, Gundam has come out...

If you join the Mechanical Clock Tower Legion, a subordinate organization under the Church of Steam and Machinery, you will have the opportunity to drive a Gundam...

"What a man's romance!" Someone couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "I doubt that even a time traveler would be able to resist the temptation of flying a Gundam."

"Huh?"

The broker was stunned for a moment: "Do you still know this? Is there a way to get connected with the Traveler Alliance?"

"..."

"..."

In a moment of silence, even Bingzi silently covered his protective mask.

This crazy world...

Is it still possible to get better?

"I sent them a signal to contact them, but there was no response. The peripheral team seems to be no longer in this world. I don't know if something happened to them or because of the so-called plane war. For now, let's take a look first. Just one step..."

The woman said this in the network of spiritual chains, with a rare tiredness in her tone.

After a slight hesitation, she said again: "You must be prepared, this matter has exceeded our ability to handle... If necessary, we must open the main line of space at any time and use the power of space to disrupt This pool of water will do."

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at the same time.

Another adjacent plane.

The beautiful Aegean Sea, city-states as numerous as stars, and the land of Greece in the midst of war. Everything is just a reflection of history, ordinary and ordinary. There is no mysterious or unconventional aspect in this world.

But tonight, the low-hanging dark clouds dispersed, revealing not only the bright moon, but also the silhouette of shadows from another time and space.

It is a huge "fortress" floating in space. It has a smooth outer shell that reflects the streamlined lines of stars. Its size is so huge that it is not inferior to regular celestial bodies. This behemoth is approaching the azure-like star below. A gem-like planet.

"This time it's a very ordinary world. Using historical prototypes as calibration points, the plane deviation is less than one percent..."

In the conference room inside the "Fortress", four people sat around a round table. They looked at the patterns displayed by the giant 3D projection on the round table, as well as all kinds of dense and complicated data. They relaxed their brows after just one glance.

"It seems that there will be no more wars in this world. It can be won easily. Captain, you can take a good rest."

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Perhaps for now, the flames of rebellion are just an extremely insignificant shadow to the Greek world with billions of universes under its jurisdiction, just like a towering tree with lush branches, one leaf is slightly burning. rises, leaving a hint of browning.

That's all.

But when the camera zooms in on the specific battlefield, it turns out that multiple worlds have been invaded, and have been quietly infected by the divinity of the gods, making the glory of Olympus overshadowed. A layer of gray shadow.

Like the current world, it's just a partial area of ​​the invasion battlefield.

"Follow the previous process, first put in the T-800 humanoid penetration machine of the Terminator series..."

"Enter the social system of this world, master the resources, gain power, and then establish the Liwangguan plane branch and extend the Taoist Skynet..."

"Captain, what do you think?"

Everyone was talking a lot, and the tone of the plan was set in a few words. At the same time, they did not forget to ask the captain for his opinion.

The words "agree" were mapped on the huge 3D projection display.

The captain was at the scene and was with the four of them all the time, because he was the essence of this floating fortress. The life form had become a mechanical god body with a size of more than a million kilometers. A machine was shaped like a planet and as big as a celestial body. super robot.

"That's good, prepare to launch now..."

Someone spoke, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the rapid sound of an alarm.

The projection operation quickly pulled the picture into the distant space of the universe. In the cold and dead silence, somewhere in the void an unknown number of light-years away from here, there was a huge rust-red planet speeding towards this direction. Come.

It has the appearance and size of a planet. It is composed of gas, ash and hot liquid iron. It is brown and red as if it is rusty. As the picture is displayed, the surface of the planet is cracked for thousands of miles, leaking out the one beneath the surface. A giant eye made of a sea of ​​liquid iron.

Fluctuations with strange rhythms spread in space. After being recorded by sound capture equipment, they were converted into audio similar to the sound of an air defense siren...