A true master of fraud is calm and quiet, and will never panic over the smallest thing.
Song Lan perfectly fits the profile of a professional fraudster.
However, Rosalie has no plans to change her career from the resistance to become a member of the telecommunications fraud gang, so she rejected Lao Xu's kindness and said, "Now that my identity has been revealed, it's time for me to go back. If you are interested, you can Come and be a guest where we are stationed.”
After leaving Golden Stone Casino, her plan was completely ruined.
No matter how slow the Brotherhood is, they must have sent more manpower now to move the archaeologists to a more secret place.
She remembered something and said before going out, "The archaeologist you are looking for may not have been coerced, but went to the Brotherhood's territory on his own initiative."
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At the same time, the Brotherhood headquarters has become a mess.
The news from Root City was much later than before. When they discovered something was wrong and sent them over to check, they discovered that the Skeleton Gang and the "Garbage Treatment Plant" had been taken over. According to a surviving remnant of the Skeleton Gang, the person who killed Scarface There were two people in suits and ties, who looked like private detectives.
What's more coincidental is that these two "private detectives" once appeared in a rally of the resistance forces and swaggered around under their noses.
The Brotherhood has never suffered such humiliation. Even during the great siege, no one could tease them like this.
But to the surprise of the senior officials, the leader, who was always vengeful, actually told them to stand still this time and not to make any more trouble for the next few days.
This can't help but make the excited senior officials wonder whether the leader is getting older and has become too soft-hearted.
After everyone left and the room returned to silence, the leader's clenched right fist landed heavily on the table.
He knew the doubts of his subordinates, but the situation was different now.
He is no longer the one who can make decisions.
In return, he was promised a new future.
After the advent of the new era, the Brotherhood can still exist.
Thinking of this, he walked into the secret door of the room. This was originally his private study. All important information for the brotherhood was stored in this secret compartment. Now, in addition to the information, there are also There is one more statue.
"I know you're listening."
The leader came to the statue and whispered, "The higher-ups are already dissatisfied with my actions. This is not the brotherhood's style."
"What is fraternity style?"
A neutral voice came from the statue.
"Blood debts must be paid with blood, and revenge must be avenged."
If it were the former brotherhood, what they should do now is issue a reward order and dig three feet into the ground to find the two private detectives, instead of calling a group of people here to hold a barren meeting, " It makes them think I'm weak, which is not a good sign."
He had stepped on mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach his current position. He believed that once the senior officials were disappointed with him, assassinations against him would follow.
"Even if doing so will bring destruction to you?"
"Perish?"
The leader sneered, "Don't forget, this is an oasis, and no one can compete with the Brotherhood here."
The government forces in the oasis can't do it, and neither can the coalition government.
During the duration of the alliance, they eroded away the country bit by bit, leaving every corner of the oasis imprinted with the mark of the Brotherhood.
The statue didn't mean to argue. A projection shone into the lightless room.
The projection lasted only for a short time, but it allowed the leader to witness with his own eyes the destruction of the Brotherhood.
There were no hails of bullets and no corpses strewn on the ground.
In the silence, the members of the Brotherhood and everything they created turned into dust over time, turning into flying dust and being blown away by the wind until they merged with the vast desert.
"The one closest to your situation is the Morgo family."
"I know them."
The leader's excitement calmed down a little.
The Morgo family has a lot of "outside" business, and also has some business dealings with the Brotherhood. This is a truly crazy family. Their style runs counter to the coalition government, and they have almost completely preserved the cruelty and cunning of the barbaric period to this day.
The Morgo family is also one of the few partners with whom they can talk.
But suddenly one day, the leader saw a report in the newspaper about the demise of the Morgo family.
On the eve of its demise, the Morgo family gathered a large amount of armaments and manpower in an attempt to launch a large-scale war. However, before the war broke out, all the top leaders of the Morgo family were assassinated, and the little ones who survived by chance They were also manipulated by the Ragus Foundation and forced to leave the territory of the coalition government.
The leader still remembers that in the evening when he saw the news, he lay in bed alone and couldn't close his eyes for a long time.
The sad feeling of rabbit dying and fox inevitably came to my heart.
It was the experience of the Morgo family that made him decide to believe in the future shown to them by the statue.
"Father God is merciful. He has promised to change your destiny, provided that you follow His will."
"Those two private detectives, who are they?"
"They are the enemies of God the Father and the biggest stumbling block to the new era."
"What do we do next?"
"Find Lu Xiang and bring her here. The high priest will show you the trajectory of your destiny."
After a long pause, the statue's voice came out again, "We have an artifact hidden in the desert area. Finding a way to get it may bring you good luck."
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Under Rosalie's warm invitation, Song Lan and "Nihility" came to the area where the resistance army was stationed.
Rosalie's men stayed away from the city and established a magnificent camp in the outer area of the oasis. The camp's specifications were much higher than those of other rebels. The main reason why the construction went smoothly was because they hired There were two giant death crabs that were as big as tall buildings.
"Don't be afraid, they are our friends and they don't bite."
After returning to her own body, Rosalie felt much better. She smiled and said to the people on the "Dead Man's Lottery" program, "The coalition government called them the 'Bell Tower Twins' and offered a reward of 12 million watts." , I really don’t know how they came up with these weird names.”
In comparison, their names for the two Death Crabs are much more affectionate.
"Big guy, these people are our friends, don't embarrass them."
With a roar, the huge body like a bell tower leaned down, looking at them carefully with dark eyes, as if to keep Rosalie's friends in mind.
As an old friend of the Death Crab, Song Lan stepped forward and patted the Death Crab's carapace in a friendly manner.
The scene of harmonious coexistence between man and nature is exactly what they advocate.
"Hey, you're not afraid of them?"
This is not the first time Rosalie has brought poker friends back to the camp. Generally speaking, after seeing two adult death crabs, it is considered courageous to stand still and not run away. Before this, she had never I have never met anyone like Song Lan who treats death crabs like small animals.
On the surface, this person is a law enforcer in the 17th District, but behind his back, he may have a very powerful identity.
What surprised her even more was that the Death Crab not only did not resist, but also showed an (o▽)o expression, seeming to enjoy Song Lan's touch.
This is far from the cold "death crab setting" they usually maintain in the camp.
"Anyone who knows death crabs knows that they are cute and friendly little animals."
"...where did you hear that?"
William couldn't hold it in any longer and asked.
This sounds really far from what ordinary people know about Death Crabs. Even just from the name "Death Crabs" you can tell that they are definitely not cute or friendly.
He had reason to suspect that the person who told Song Lan about this might have wanted to kill him.
"A very famous naturalist and humanist during the Third War."
"What's his name?"
"Malfurion."
Malfurion?
The members of the "Dead Man's Lottery" program team looked at each other. They thought for a long time, but they couldn't think of any information about this name.
However, they also had to admit that they had not conducted in-depth research in nature and humanities.
The concept of man and nature is not popular in 2167. People are always in urban forests, and the original appearance of nature can only be found in books written during the Third War.
Pictures and composite videos look like two completely different worlds than they do now.
"By the way, do you want to experience the special projects of the Resistance Army? Only a few distinguished guests can enjoy this kind of treatment."
William was full of curiosity about everything he came into contact with recently, "What project?"
This is what they imagined a trip to a neutral country should be like.
"Drive the Death Crab, but be careful not to damage anything in the camp. Otherwise, even if you are my card buddies, you will need to pay compensation."
"Of course I'm interested, but how do I drive, oh oh oh -"
William's screams were quickly replaced by earth-shattering roars, and the feeling of his soul leaving his body appeared again, but this time, his sight was extremely high, and he just moved a step back, the camp's The ground began to shake slightly.
Gradually, panic turned to excitement.
William gradually adapted to the changes in his body. He saw the arms he was waving - it was a long and sharp sickle. According to the description in the illustration, this pair of pliers could easily cut through the bulletproof coating of an armored vehicle.
Everything he saw became extremely small, and the full moon hidden behind the clouds seemed to be one step closer to him.
It was a wild power that could not be described in words, but it also brought tears to William's eyes.
At this moment, he couldn't help but recall his childhood dreams.
He is a native of District 17. When he was ignorant, he had unrealistic but romantic dreams like everyone else.
Yes, he once wanted to be a Gundam pilot.
But when he grew up, he realized that there was no profession like Gundam pilot in this world. What was on the screen was just the crystallization of people's imagination.
And now, he is experiencing the wonder of being a Gundam pilot in another unique way.
On the other side, "William" also walked quickly to Song Lan with excitement on his face, and saluted back and forth with his hands clasped in fists, "God of Harvest, happy to see you!"
They are not familiar with human language and can only express their thoughts through simple words.
The god of harvest?
Rosalie remained calm and took this title to heart.
This was also the reason why she invited William to experience driving the Death Crab. She always felt that Song Lan and the Death Crab had a close relationship, as if they had known each other a long time ago.
If you have been with the Death Crabs for a long time, you will know that they are actually a very proud group, and they have a cooperative relationship with the resistance. No matter how good the relationship is, they will not put their heads on the ground and actively let others touch them like they did just now.
After saluting, "William" trotted all the way to one of the wooden houses and came back holding three bottles of mineral water.
"God of Harvest, drink water, mind."
The desert area is dry all year round, so providing water is the highest courtesy for guests.
"Him? The God of Harvest?"
"Nothingness" couldn't believe his ears. At this moment, he was convinced that Song Lan was definitely the number one fraudster in the world. Anyone who was familiar with him knew that no matter which angle he judged, Song Lan had nothing to do with harvest and life. This noun with the meaning of prosperity cannot be mentioned.
If I had to say it, the god of deceit and destruction would be more in line with his style of doing things.
"Take it, you rarely give gifts to others."
This title made Rosalie become more and more interested in Song Lan. "We met them when we were marching in the desert. This is how I communicate with them."
Not only can dominating souls bring destruction and chaos, she has also developed uses that allow different groups to communicate with each other.
Despite the difficulties, with the joint efforts of the resistance forces, they were able to let the two death crabs learn simple communication.
"They are still a couple who left the group. They offered to join us and see the human world with their own eyes. All of this may be thanks to you."
"I?"
Song Lan was a little confused. He had never instigated any Death Crab couple to run away from home.
"They mentioned your existence - exploring the human world. They listened to the call of the God of Harvest. I originally thought they were talking about the totem or consciousness of the ethnic group, but I didn't expect that the legendary God of Harvest turned out to be A living human being..."
At this point, Rosalie paused and asked, "You should be a human, right?"
"100% pure, pure human being without any implanted prosthetics."
"I should have thought that the God of Harvest is a powerful psychic. You must have found a way to communicate with them through psychic powers."
Rosalie couldn't hide her excitement, "I just told a lot of our stories, and now it's your turn. If you don't mind, can you tell us the story of how you became the God of Harvest? I'm very interested in this."
"I'm interested too!"
"Nothingness" intervened in the conversation between the two at the right time, "How did you trick them into believing that you are the God of Harvest?"
The two hundred and sixty-six of the small theater:
A certain day, a certain year, a certain day, a Tuesday, late at night
That night, Guan Lili couldn't sleep.
Lu Xiang's interview made her unable to calm down for a long time.
Especially what the other party mentioned at the end, "Every time he takes the initiative to get under my quilt to avoid mosquitoes."
This brings up another important question.
And after that?
Can you elaborate?
Guan Lili believed that the audience would be very interested in this topic because she became excited at the time.
But the wicked Lu Xiang refused.
So for the whole night, Guan Lili felt itchy and unbearable. She lay on the sofa in the living room covered with a quilt, but she couldn't close her eyes at all, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the imagination of getting under the quilt.
How can I sleep?
Guan Lili opened the quilt and sat up from the sofa.
She is still a novice in this area, can't these two seniors show her the world?
Such thoughts circled in my mind for a long time until they were interrupted by the sound of mosquitoes.
Guan Lili suddenly became vigilant. Lu Xiang mentioned that mosquitoes were infested in their house every summer. Even Song Lan, the strongest combatant in the coalition government, was helpless with these words.
She had heard that mosquitoes in different areas would have certain variants, so the mosquitoes in Song Lan's apartment would be...
All thoughts came to an abrupt end.
With the help of the moonlight, she saw a figure gliding like a fighter jet, ignoring her and heading towards the bedroom.
Looking at the body that was obviously much larger than an ordinary mosquito, a description emerged in her mind:
"Mosquito (Resurrection, Imprisonment, Retaliation, Illusionist)"
