The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

"Sir, shall we go to the opera house first?" Charlotte, who was squeezed in the back seat with Charles and others, asked as the vehicle drove out of the prison.

"Let's change a car first, Charles, how do we get to the auto show center?" said Setsuna, who was in the driver's seat. Because of the addition of Charles and the other two, the pickup truck was a bit crowded, and the big guy Jacob was squatting in the back of the car.

Setsuna didn't want to squeeze with others, so she simply "took back" her driver's seat. At this time, she wanted to change to a more spacious means of transportation.

Charles was very capable in life. Except for his poor magic, he was good at both housework and cooking. He was a know-it-all. He also had a detailed understanding of the urban layout of many regions. With him following them, they didn't have to look around on the map navigation to find a place to go.

"Miss Setsuna, why don't you go directly to the Grand Opera House? It's an upper-class cultural area, and there are probably more luxury cars there than at the auto show center. Given the current situation, it should be easy to get one."

Compared to going to the auto show center to find a car, Charles prefers to pick one up on the roadside. When he suggested it, no one in the car objected.

As time went by, the chaos in the city did not subside, but instead had a tendency to intensify.

Support from surrounding areas has not arrived yet, because the ghouls will return to normal sanity after eating, and many people in the city who were involuntarily transformed into ghouls will also try to escape the city.

Not to mention that the ghouls have a strong instinct for survival, even if it is a place of faith, you can't expect everyone to be a fanatic, right?

The so-called essence of faith is to make oneself better, and being better alive is naturally better than being better after death.

And many people who are usually great and glorious, when they encounter situations that endanger themselves, they may know how to avoid danger better than many troublemakers who are usually undisciplined.

Most people in the Ukulu Courtyard still have a strong sense of awe for the church and the Knights. Those ghouls fled the city and fled to the surrounding areas, mostly for their own safety.

And this kind of fleeing and wandering behavior also spread the threat of ghoul infection to the surrounding areas. The surrounding areas are in emergency prevention and control, but it is difficult to withdraw manpower in a short period of time to support the city.

The pickup truck drove all the way back to the city, bypassing a large college, and came to a street that is wider than most roads in the city.

There are no high-rise buildings in this street. There are almost large or small squares in front of various buildings, and various fountains dot the green. It should have been a warm and elegant street.

However, the street was unusually empty at this time. In the bloodstains, there seemed to be more mutilated corpses here than on ordinary streets.

"It seems that the people here are not so harmonious." Looking at the situation on the street, Mu Hua muttered.

"Your Excellency is saying that in most cities in Ukuru, the class division is clear, and the lower class people account for about 70% of the total population, of which at least 50% of the lower class people need to rely on the 10% to 20% of the middle class to live."

"Half of the remaining people are engaged in gray and black industry-related work, and the other half usually receive relief, and do their best to promote the kindness of the upper class and sing the praises of the greatness of the gods."

"And those who can come here for leisure and consumption on weekdays are generally elites in the upper class or middle class."

"Those who serve the middle class want to cross the class all the time, and they may think of squeezing into the middle class circle by normal means when they have nothing to do on weekdays."

"But once they encounter such a disaster, the dissatisfaction hidden in their daily lives will turn into hatred, and attacking those middle classes will make them very excited." In the car, Charles catered to Mu Hua's muttering and said emotionally.

"Hehe, you are clear about the division, so they don't even want the middle class to become a zombie." Mu Hua pointed at the car window with his finger, shook his head and smiled.

The corpse ghosts do eat people, but they can't eat much. There are not many corpses on this street, but there are too many broken corpses without signs of weapons. Obviously, many of them were killed deliberately.

"Yes, they resist those middle-level people, and they are also afraid of those middle-level people. In their subconscious, they are not competitive with those middle-level people." Charles said with a smile.

"Why the middle-level people? What about the upper-level people?" Mu Hua asked casually as if chatting.

"They can't see it, or they are still waiting for the upper-level people to create a better living environment for them, right?" Louis fiddled with his fingers and answered Mu Hua, but looked at Charles, who gave him a kind and appreciative smile in return.

"Ha~, what do those who receive relief say?" Mu Hua said with a smile.

"My Lord, didn't you see it? They should be that kind of people. They are used to exchanging misery and praise for benefits. Now they should be waiting for salvation, no matter whether it is the salvation of the church or your salvation."

Charles pointed outside the car. From time to time, some seemingly embarrassed corpses could be seen on the street, squatting on the street with their bodies huddled. In this environment, those corpses did not seem to be aggressive. When they saw the car of Mu Hua and others, they also showed anxiety and expectation in their eyes.

"Haha, you are talking about the wrong person. The situation here was created by Shan Shi. It has nothing to do with me." Mu Hua laughed.

Indeed, even if they become corpses, even if they have a certain amount of power, some people are used to being protected. They will not do anything and wait for salvation. As for whose salvation it is, it is not important.

In fact, they are also easy to identify. On weekdays, you see those who live a miserable life, but when something happens, they act as if the court is opened by their family. They use the law, call the police, and sue for no reason. These people are usually this kind of people.

If possible, if you meet them, try to stay away from them.

And it seems that it is not unreasonable for people holding sickles to harvest leeks. After all, they are harvested because they are not regretful and rush to show their heads.

Moreover, those leeks will bite people. The reason why they don’t bite is not because they are kind, but because they are not brave and capable. Create opportunities for them, and you can see who is more cruel than the other.

This is probably the reason why the knife holders can harvest with peace of mind. Normal people can’t harvest randomly. After all, if you cut him, he will bite you. Maybe the harvest is not as much as the compensation, which is not worth it.

But you said, it's fine if you don't bite, because the leeks' daily behavior reveals the intention of "If you don't cut me, I will eat you sooner or later when I grow thicker and stronger", so who can cut it comfortably?

"Squeak~~" The pickup truck drove into a spacious square where vehicles were prohibited from entering, slid sideways and stopped, ending the chat in the car.

After getting off the car, everyone saw a large classical building in front of them, with high stone pillars and a large opera house with a dark tone as the main color. In front of the main entrance of the opera house stood a statue of an angel playing a harp.

"This place has been blocked, show your ID!" Mu Hua and others got off the car, and three light mechas with a height of more than 20 meters guarded in front of the opera house and scolded them.

The main building of the opera house spread out magical fluctuations, and in front of the long steps with a gentle angle, a magical halo flowed from time to time.

This place is shrouded in defensive magic. It is obviously magic, but I don’t know what kind of divine magic it is called. There are actually mechas on duty here. It seems that the city’s managers still attach great importance to this opera house.

“Buzz~~” After finding an angle, Mu Hua raised his hand and swept out a dimensional slash.

“Ka~ka~ka~” With the sound of metal friction, parts that were erased by the dimensional gap appeared on the fuselage of the three mechas, just like when the cut body slid down, the flames engulfed the existing part of the mecha cockpit.

Looking back at Charles and the other two who were uncomfortable with the high temperature, the touch of jealousy pulled up the burning mechas and threw them far away.

“Mobilize the defensive barrier of the power of the earth?” After solving the three armed mechas in an instant, Mu Hua stretched out a soul tentacle and tentatively touched the magic barrier in front of the opera house.

At this moment, Charles and the other two’s nerves were somewhat numb. Looking at the mechas flowing with molten iron in the distance, they looked like they were not surprised.

"The earth vein defense circle, it should be the ability of the shield stored here." Shana explained on the side. Mu Hua still has some shortcomings in some knowledge.

"Oh, that." Mu Hua responded, and without seeing any movement, a complicated magic circle spread out from him.

"My lord, the most famous performance of the Grand Opera House is a gauze skirt dance. The people of Ukulu regard that dance as an elegant trend."

"However, the dancers here are usually selected and purchased by those bigwigs when they are young. In the eyes of most people, the opera house is a temple of art, but in essence, it is just an exchange to satisfy the special desires of the upper class."

"I heard that this place has received the blessing of the gods. Even an attack that can destroy this city cannot shake this Grand Opera House." Seeing that Mu Hua was blocked outside by the magic barrier, Charles stepped forward and said.

"Exchange? Oh, I know that. It's similar to ballet, right?"

"In the name of art, the rich can enjoy forbidden happiness. Ha, I don't know why so many idiot parents let their children learn ballet." Mu Hua was stunned, then laughed and shook his head.

He originally thought that the Grand Opera House was a place to promote the stories of gods, but he didn't expect that it was actually this way. Sure enough, in human society, no matter what is lacking, there is no lack of enjoyment.

"As for the blessing of gods? Don't make a fuss. This is the power of the devil you are talking about. It comes from magic."

As he spoke, Mu Hua's magic was completed, and the void barrier unfolded. The expanded barrier overlapped with the defensive magic covering the Grand Opera House.

The earth vein defense circle is indeed a city defense-level defense magic. It absorbs the power of the earth. It has a very strong defensive effect and durability.

If the core of the barrier is not destroyed, it is almost difficult to break this defensive barrier with conventional attacks.

However, its disadvantage is that it must be integrated with the earth. At the same time, if there is not enough magic power reserve, its defense ability is exchanged for the vitality of the earth.

As the void barrier unfolds, the earth vein defense circle, which is also a kind of defensive magic, will not block the superposition of the void barrier, but the part where the earth vein defense circle overlaps with the void barrier is equivalent to being separated from the earth.

"Bang~!" Mu Hua smashed a corner of the earth vein defense circle with a punch. He did not need to unfold a large enough void barrier to cover the earth vein defense circle, but just dug a hole that could enter.

This is also the biggest disadvantage of the earth vein defense circle. As long as there is no infusion of the power of the earth, its physical defense is even worse than ordinary brick and stone walls.

"Let's go." The door opened, and Mu Hua stepped onto the stairs of the Grand Opera House.

At this moment, someone in the opera house should have discovered the three destroyed mechas. A group of thirty or forty security personnel on the steps shouted at Mu Hua with guns.

Mu Hua was too lazy to pay attention to those people. Charlotte tugged at the small shoulder bag on her back, but Jacob was the first to rush up the stairs with a strange roar.

The gunshots rang out, and Jacob dodged. This guy seemed to be used to facing guns, but a strong wind blew from behind, and a huge black shadow rushed past him and directly hit the security guards who fired the guns.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~" The gunshots were noisy, but the place where the guns were fired was a bloody storm.

"Fuck!" Jacob screamed and retreated, only to see a white bone monster dozens of meters long, like a centipede covered with sickles. In the blink of an eye, it had chopped all the gunmen on the steps into a pile of meat.

The centipede sickle was thrown by Charlotte.

Witches are originally a profession feared by adventurers. Charlotte and Monica can run to other people's courtyards to cause trouble. They are not weak, and Charlotte's bag is also stuffed with a lot of constructed undead.

Speaking of which, Monica's death is really a bit unfair. . . (End of this chapter)