The red moon returns

Chapter 457 The Great Race
That is not a human being at all, and it cannot even be understood as a living being.

The phantom was a huge, colorful cone, covered with uneven scales. Four cylindrical objects extended from the top of the cone, constantly expanding and contracting, looking like hands and feet. Two of them had something like crab claws at the end, another had a red trumpet-shaped object at the end, and the last had a ball with three strange eyes on it.

Lynch has realized that his inspiration has made him see something strange again. The so-called Yis tribe is likely to be a mysterious alien race that is hidden from the world, just like the ghouls or the deep divers.

Bullshit, what the hell is this? Can something that looks like pure geometric shape really be called an alien?
However, just as Lynch was complaining wildly in his heart, the eyes on the ball turned to the three people in unison, one staring at one. Although the scene was a bit funny, the mysterious pressure still made Lynch feel palpitations.

However, he was not nervous or worried. After all, there was a seventh-level strong man next to him. Instead, he looked at the other party's shadow with a little curiosity. Seeing his reaction, the two ladies also realized what happened and looked at each other with strange eyes.

The other party ignored the three people's rudeness and nodded calmly. Lin Qi then retracted his gaze and looked at the two people sitting in the reception room.

A man wearing a golden priest robe, about fifty years old, with a blank expression on his face and no signs of emotion.

The other one, the one with the shadow behind him, is a very ordinary middle-aged man, just like an ordinary uncle that can be seen everywhere in the city, with no special features to be found.

"I am Hector, the director of the Fortune Church. I know what you are running through several churches and I am under pressure from the diocese."

Bishop Hector's voice was flat and his words were cold, without any hint of human emotion:

"That's my personal relationship. I won't let official and personal matters get mixed up, so I've always ignored your pressure. But now it's his personal request, and it has nothing to do with official matters, so I brought him here."

He is cold and direct, without any regard for human feelings. He is indeed a believer in wealth and money. Although the other party brought the person he wanted to find this time, Lynch has no good feelings towards him at all.

The other party seemed to think so too. After saying that, he stood up and said, "You guys can handle the rest by yourselves."

He nodded to President Gulman and strode out of the reception room, leaving Lynch with a confused look on his face.

President Gulman sighed helplessly and patted Lynch on the shoulder to comfort him, but his eyes looked a little strange, as if he was asking something.

Lynch was a little confused, but before he could say anything, Miss Diana grabbed his hand under the table and squeezed it gently.

Lynch understood and nodded to Gulman's question. The president smiled and left the reception room, leaving only the three of them and the representative of the Yis tribe alone.

Looking at his reaction, Lynch was thoughtful. He suddenly understood what these people were doing and began to have some good feelings towards the unkind Bishop Hector.

Hector and Gulman should both know what these Is people are. No normal person would bring such a sensitive companion to visit someone else's home. Even if they met in public, it might cause Lynch to have unnecessary misunderstandings. The best way is to find an environment like the current one so that both parties can feel at ease.

Hector and Gulman acted like typical middlemen, only responsible for introductions and not asking anything else.

This made Lin Qi sigh with emotion. As expected, no matter which world it is in, the world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom. Miss Diana was worthy of being born into a noble family. She could see through everything at a glance. If she hadn't reminded him, he might have been as confused as the silly girl next to him.

So I believed what others said, had a prejudice against him, and chose the wrong way to approach him? Lin Qi already had an idea in his mind, but now was not the right time. He was seriously looking at the man opposite him.

No matter their appearance or clothing, they were all ordinary Land people, wearing rough linen casual clothes and a sun hat, with traces of wind and sun on their faces, and they looked no different from the factory workers in the Gray Fog Zone.

Could such a person be a mysterious alien?
[Lin Qi, please pay attention, this creature is very special, they come from the mythological era, but not now. Anyway, it is difficult for me to explain it to you, you can ask it yourself and see if you can understand it]

Lin Qi was even more confused, but he remained calm on the surface and smiled at the Yisi people: "I know you, the inhabitants of the mythological era."

The opponent didn't seem to react, but the four tentacles of the cone in the shadow were tensed.

"But you don't seem to be them, which is a bit strange. Can you explain it in detail?"

Swish, the two ladies looked over together, with a hint of worry in their eyes: What is this person talking about?
Lynch was actually very worried about his own mental state: Is what I say a human language?

But for the first time, the Yis people showed a friendly emotion and spoke in a very ordinary human voice. Only then did Lynch understand the origin of these things and why they were almost unknown.

These things are indeed aliens born in the world under the influence of the mysterious and filthy radiation from the Dreamland, but even they themselves do not know the time of their birth. They are not even spiritual bodies, let alone forms. Aliens that are close to simple concepts are born with the ability to travel through time. They merged with a strange cone-shaped species in the early mythological era, lived for a period of time in that era, and called themselves the Great Race of Yis.

The great disaster at the end of the First Era destroyed almost all living things. Most of the Yis people survived, but in the wild times of the Second Era, a war broke out with another strange alien species. They won at first but lost later and were eventually completely exterminated.

But it was only the cone that became extinct, not the real Is people. The ability of time allowed the Is people to foresee this extinction long ago, so they uploaded collectively in advance and escaped from their original bodies. They collectively fled to the future billions of years later and occupied the body of an intelligent beetle of that era to continue living.

They only exist in ancient times and the future. There is no concept of Yis people now, so almost no one knows about them. But in fact, there are still a small number of Yis people in the world, and only a very few people who have come into contact with them and can be aware of them can know about them, such as Bishop Hector.

"Consciousness exchange." The Yis people explained, "We can exchange the consciousness of the future with the consciousness of creatures of most eras for a short period of time, swap eras, and exchange them back when the time limit is up, but the original consciousness of this body will be wiped clean when it returns. We usually study history in this way, so during the key historical nodes of each era, there are some of our people who are observing and studying. The so-called tribe is actually a general term for these scattered tribesmen. There is no real fixed settlement. Close contacts who are willing to help have also sworn not to reveal our existence, so it is normal that you can't find us."

Miss Diana subconsciously asked, "Is this also a critical historical juncture? Is something going to happen?"

"Of course." There was a kind of surprise in the eyes of the Yisi people, as if they were asking such a question, but they quickly returned to normal. "As for what happened... do you really want to know?"

Damn, retribution comes so fast. Lin Qi muttered in his heart, we just pretended to be a prophet in the memories of the Third Age yesterday, and retribution came the next day. Miss Diana was silent for a long time when she was asked, and finally shook her head gently.

"This is the best option." The Yisi people said, "Thanks to the ability to travel through time, we do know how to avoid being targeted by the hounds. We are willing to help you and can give you a small gift."

"So...what's the price?"

(End of this chapter)