List of strange talismans

Chapter 193 Signs of Dispute 4K
Gu Xiuya didn't know what Yelena was thinking.

At this moment, he has turned on the fast-forward mode of the list of strange talismans again.

This time, he didn't pay attention to the figures flying around him, because it didn't mean much whether he saw them or not.

In the fast forward state, everything flies by.He couldn't see clearly what was going on and couldn't control Galanz's situation anytime and anywhere.

This was exactly the purpose of leaving three sticks of incense behind.

The smoke formed by the split spores after burning can last for a long time, and as a signal, he can be notified of all major changes in time and end the fast forward in time.

He strolled into the Shuntian Hall, sat on the futon, and paid attention to the incense table in front of him.

The sun rises and the moon sets, time flies by, and 20 days fly by in just a moment.

Suddenly, a ray of phosphorescence flashed in front of Gu Xiuya's eyes.

That was a vision caused by burning spores.

He frowned and quickly removed his palm.

Time slowed down instantly, and the silhouettes overlapped erratically, congealing into the figure of Matthews.

A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Xiuya's eyes.

He originally thought that Yelena lit the incense to summon him without authorization, but he did not expect that the person worshiping the God of Shuntian was actually Matthews.

"Your Majesty the Saint!"

Yelena's voice sounded behind her, and Gu Xiuya turned his head and saw the girl standing by the door holding tap water, smiling happily at him.

"Meow."

Tap water screamed immediately, and then jumped out of Yelena's arms, quickly ran to Gu Xiuya, and rubbed his ankle with her head.

Because fast forwarding cannot affect all species except him, Gu Xiuya left the tap water in Shuntian Temple before deciding to speed up time.

But he didn't expect that this cat could actually become friends with Yelena.

He didn't speak, but nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on Matthews in front of him.

Matthews has yet to recover from the shock.He was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was not dreaming.

"I thought she was joking with me, but it turns out that these three incense sticks can really summon you to come. Please forgive me for interrupting, Your Majesty the Saint."

He did not dare to look into Gu Xiuya's eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head and bowed in salute.

"whats the matter?"

Gu Xiuya asked, concisely and concisely.

Matthews explained the situation: "According to your instructions, I wrote a letter to the believers of the God of Industry. Ten days ago, I received a reply and they agreed to the deal."

"They arrived at Galanz three days ago and said they wanted to see our steam engine, but..."

"But the steam engine hasn't been built yet?"

"Yes."

Matthews looked like "I can't hide anything from you".

He smiled bitterly: "In order to deal with that group of people, Sachet and Chekov have been working overtime in the blacksmith shop for two days and two nights. I went to see the situation. Although they had a heated discussion, their work It seems to have reached a bottleneck and there has been no progress for two days.”

"This morning, the group of people gave me an ultimatum, saying that if the steam engine is not brought out, Galanz will bear the wrath of the industrial saints."

"I have no choice but to ask you for help."

Gu Xiuya frowned slightly.

In order to reduce the risk, he did not tell Matthews the truth.Until now, the mayor of the town thought that he was trying to recruit the saints of the Industrial God Religion through normal channels, so it was reasonable to be anxious and angry about this.

But Hefes knew about the plan, everyone has arrived at Galanz, why didn't he come out to solve this problem?
Gu Xiuya moved his fingers slightly, trying to summon Hephis and ask him why he was so passive and slow in his work.

But what he didn't expect was.

As soon as the matte black power of consciousness was summoned, it dispersed with a pop and disappeared.

Ok?
This was the first time Gu Xiuya encountered such a situation, and he couldn't help but a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He then tried again, but the result remained unchanged.

Not only could the power belonging to the slicing machine fail to condense into patterns, it even began to resist his call.

Such an abnormal situation made Gu Xiuya quickly sense something was wrong.

He had a guess in his mind.

"You can't show up now, can you?"

"what?"

Matthews looked confused, not knowing what Gu Xiuya's sudden words meant.

Gu Xiuya didn't care about Matthews' reaction.

He lowered his head slightly and saw a flash of black light on Tap Shui, and he suddenly understood.

He then asked: "He is coming?"

This time, the tap water didn't glow.

Gu Xiuya's face remained calm, but he was relieved in his heart.

With his current strength, he is far from being an opponent of a powerful god with dual authority in industrial warfare.

If the other party really discovered the problem so quickly and appeared in Galanz in the body of a believer, then he would have no choice but to run away.

Fortunately, the situation is not the worst.

Gu Xiuya waved his hand to signal Matthews to leave, and then asked a few more questions.

"He found you?"

"He discovered our plan?"

"He came for the steam engine?"

Gu Xiuya kept talking, trying to figure out how big the trouble was through Hephaes' reaction.

The good news is that during this period, the light of consciousness power has not appeared on Tap Shui.

Until he came to a conclusion by summarizing all the issues denied by Hepheus.

"He didn't come, and He didn't discover our plan, but among this group of believers, someone carried something that might attract his attention, so you need to stay hidden to avoid causing more trouble, right?"

A black light flashed across Tap Water.

Gu Xiuya's brows relaxed completely.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Matthews."

"I am here, Your Majesty the Saint."

Matthews ran in quickly and said in response.

Gu Xiuya asked: "How many people from the Industrial God Cult came?"

“Twelve in all, four of them saints.”

"What are the names of the four saints?"

"The leader is Cedric, and there are two friends from his school days, named Elvis and Tennyson. These three are all from the Industrial Church of Nekaram, and only one is named Saint Valentine. I met them halfway, coming from the Port of Lanka. For some reason, this Valentine has now become the person in charge of the trading team. It was also he who gave us the ultimatum."

Gu Xiuya's eyes swept across Lai Shui's body and noticed a flash of black light.

Is there anything on Valentine?
"What kind of strength are they?"

he asked.

"Well"

Matthews thought for a moment and shook his head: "I'm not sure, they didn't take the initiative to say so. However, mid-level resident fetishes are relatively rare items in the Industrial God Religion. Under normal circumstances, all saints will choose to accommodate them. [Universal Manufacturing Machine]." "Because this resident fetish is the easiest to obtain in the sect, and it also has the greatest potential."

"That's it"

A strange look flashed in Gu Xiuya's eyes.

"Tell them to wait for me in the square."

"Tell them that the great God of Shuntian will send his own saints to welcome them."

"Ok."

Matthews quickly agreed, then saw that Gu Xiuya stopped talking, bowed knowingly, and left in a hurry.

Gu Xiuya turned around and looked at the tap water.

"last question."

"Will killing Valentine put an end to the trouble?"

In silence, Gu Xiuya learned the answer.

The mayor's mansion.

The silver-haired middle-aged man was holding a book in his hand, sitting on the deerskin sofa belonging to Matthews, quietly enjoying the beautiful afternoon.

He was wearing a matte black robe, and the gold badge on his chest shone brightly in the sun.

As he breathed, he could vaguely see a dynamic pattern of a hammer hitting an iron felt, appearing and disappearing on the medal.

While turning pages, he would pick up the silver tea cup and take a sip. The exotic black tea from Galanz was rich and mellow, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth.

Perhaps it was the sweetness of honey that made him feel happy. He looked relaxed at the moment, his sitting posture was a little lazy, and he almost sank into the sofa.

In comparison, the other saints in the room who also wore the badges of the Industrial God were much more solemn.

One of the blond-haired young saints was standing by the window overlooking the entire town of Galanz with indifferent eyes.

The other two saints were sitting on the sofa talking quietly, occasionally raising their heads with frowning expressions.

It was like this for a while.

When the silver-haired saint drank a whole pot of scented tea and was about to ask the maid to come in to add water and sugar.

The saint named Tennyson finally stood up from the sofa.

"Hey, Cedric! Stop drinking your frighteningly sweet black tea. Let's talk about business! Do you really believe that a new steam engine will be born in such a remote place?"

The silver-haired saint smiled when he heard this.

He gently put down the cup, and his every move was filled with the elegance of a scholar, taking his time.

"Of course, isn't that why we came here?"

"But we've been waiting for two days! If this wasn't a lie, they should have taken it out long ago."

Tennyson said angrily.

He has the typical build of a craftsman, with broad shoulders and a strong body. His arms are thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. His face is a bit dark due to years of smoke and smoke. Therefore, if his voice is slightly louder, it will give people a very scary look. pressure.

"Don't be anxious, my dear friend."

Cedric waved slightly, signaling him to sit down.

"Your Excellency Valentine went to the blacksmith shop last night and saw the design drawings of the Galanz people. He told me that the theoretical aspects of the design drawings are completely feasible. The two little guys should just lack some inspiration and some time now. .to solve some minor problems."

Tennyson was slightly startled.

Did Valentine leave the room last night?
Why didn't I hear anything?
"...You mean that as long as they have enough time, they will be able to successfully create...a steam engine that belongs to the White Star Kingdom?"

Elvis asked aloud from the side.

His body shape is exactly the same as Tennyson, and he is also a lucky man who relies on his own hands-on ability to win the favor of industry.

The difference is that his temper is much better than Tennyson.

Cedric nodded and replied: "At least that's what Lord Valentin thinks."

Everyone's eyes fell on the blond saint by the window.

The young man who caught up with them on the way and asked to join the [comprador team] was a powerful mid-level saint.He is also the youngest lecturer in industrial studies at the Federal State University of Granada.

His identity and strength completely crushed the three colleagues present who had been ordinary saints for half their lives.

Therefore, even if the other party learned the purpose of several people by paying off the postman, Cedric still agreed to the other party's "proposal" to participate in this transaction out of caution.

After all, one more person and one less person will not affect his interests much.

The management model of the Industrial Theocratic Church is different from that of all other churches.

If you think of a sect as a company with gods as its legal representatives and churches and the kingdom of God on earth as its specific industries.

Then the saints in other churches are employees in the company.

At best, they are called employees; at worst, they are thugs and wage earners.

But Industrialism is different.

The Industrial God Cult, led by Hepheus, adopts a partnership entrepreneurial model.

Every ordinary believer can obtain the original stock rewarded by the company - [Universal Manufacturing Machine] when he is promoted to a saint.

This ideological item mixed with part of the industrial power by Hepheus is extremely powerful, even much more powerful than most high-level resident artifacts.

Its power has nothing to do with its power, but its magical creative power that transcends the nature of science.

——Relying on the blessing of faith and authority, it can manufacture any industrial products that have been invented without restrictions.

Yes, anything.

Warships, tanks, cannons, bombs...

It can easily reproduce any weapon invented by humans to kill each other, even if the thing was born just a second ago.

It is no exaggeration to say that any industrial saint who has mastered the universal manufacturing machine is a walking arsenal.

The only things that can limit them are the intensity of consciousness and... [Permission Quota].

The universal manufacturing machine is omnipotent, but the saint who masters it cannot be omnipotent.

Because the power of authority divided by Hepheus was diluted by the plurality of saints who jointly held it.

Under normal circumstances, when an ordinary saint uses the [Universal Manufacturing Machine], he can only use it to manufacture industrial products that were invented [50 years ago].

And the original manufacturing cycle of this item cannot exceed [1 year].

If you want to create more advanced and longer-consuming industrial items, you must increase your [authority quota] in the universal manufacturing machine.

The permission quota of the universal manufacturing machine is divided into [Level I], [Level II], and [Level III] from high to low.

As well as the [IV] level basic permissions that are not included in the measurement standards and can be automatically obtained once accommodated.

There are two ways to escalate permissions.

One: Improve your own strength and rank.

Two: Hand over unowned industrial products.

A brand new steam engine that does not belong to other gods of industry, the authority rewards that can be exchanged are very considerable.

It was more than enough authority for the three of them to be promoted to [Level III] at the same time.Giving some profits to Valentine is not a big deal.

Anyway, even if three people share, the amount of rewards is not enough for them to be promoted to [Level II] at the same time.

For such a trivial benefit, he would become a grudge against a mid-level saint, and even fight to the point of life and death... Cedric thought this was a very unworthy thing.

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