Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

"So cruel?" Roy had heard of the reputation of unscrupulous merchants for a long time, but he did not expect that Lucille would rip off his customers like this.

"She knows that the Ever Knights are rich, so she will naturally take more." Kal'tsit closed the folder in her hand, straightened her face, and asked,

"Well, welcome back, Roy, what happened?"

This is a formal greeting.

Roy smiled and nodded. He did not mention Lentinim's matter immediately, but asked:

"Have you heard about what happened recently?"

"If you mean the successful convening of the Universal Conference and the establishment of the Terra Alliance, I think everyone in this land should know about it."

Kelsey said,

"But if you're asking why this alliance was established, I really have no idea."

The establishment of the Terra Alliance was also a huge puzzle for Kal'tsit. According to her understanding of the Terran nations, even in the best case scenario, the formal establishment of the Alliance should be when the Great Silence officially spreads to the core circle nations. Before that, both Victoria and Leitania should adopt a conservative and observant attitude and not act rashly.

Now, Leitania's attitude is understandable. After all, Roy's existence has exposed the country to some secrets. After that incident, Kal'tsit has also had several private exchanges with the White Queen. But what about Victoria? What about Ursus?

It's really hard to understand.

Facing Kal'tsit's questioning expression, Roy rarely indulged in the information gap and explained to Kal'tsit:

"It's because the Preserver Trevor Friston was born."

"Preserver?" Kal'tsit frowned, as if she had thought of something, but did not confirm it immediately.

Roy confirmed:

"The ruins are located underground in the Tremont area of ​​Columbia. They oversee the half-human, half-AI life forms of thousands of sarcophagi. I met him. The beam of light in the sky a while ago was the satellite orbital cannon attack from the human civilization's military control system that I learned from him."

"Not only that, he also used the key to successfully take over the military management terminal underground in Lateran. Now, he has become the Law and God of Lateran, and is fortifying the entire city of Lateran. The success of the Universal Conference and the establishment of the Universal Alliance are also inseparable from his contribution."

"Our next goal is to completely solve the problem of the sea. And this requires a human, a living human..."

As Roy spoke, Kal'tsit's mouth opened wider and wider, until she was dumbfounded.

She really wanted to maintain her composure, but the amount of information was too much, forcing her to open her mouth to dissipate the heat.

If there was nothing wrong with her memory, Roy had been away from Rhodes Island for less than half a year.

In such a short period of time, he had created such a big commotion? And each one was more shocking than the last?

When he returned to Casimir, he still had to deal with the demolition case of Plot Zero. As he was dealing with it, what had it become?

The human remains under Tremont, the laws of Lateran, the sea heirs of Iberia... and then the orbital cannons of human civilization. If this continues, will the demons of Infi Icefield be the next?

Although she was surprised, Kal'tsit still did not forget the goal mentioned by Roy. She paused and asked:

"You're trying to find the Doctor, aren't you?"

It has been more than 30,000 years since human civilization disappeared from this land. Even the tall buildings and fortresses of human civilization have now turned into source stone dust mixed with the wind and sand. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a flesh and blood body to survive such a long period of time. The Preservation Ruins supervised by Trevor Friston is a good example.

The energy source of the sarcophagus will eventually run out if humans who maintain a human society enter a dormant state. This should be the case in theory, but there are exceptions to everything.

If there was such a person who used the energy to maintain a research institute to power a sarcophagus, then given the technological level of humans at the time, it is possible that the sarcophagus could have been preserved.

And this miracle happened in the present-day Ursus city of Chernobyl, and happened to Precious and the Doctor.

Kal'tsit had anticipated this day would come since the day she met Roy, she just didn't expect it to come so soon.

Kal'tsit slowly stood up from her chair and was about to speak out her heartfelt words when Roy suddenly held her shoulders again. He smiled and said:

"It's true that we need the Doctor, but before that, you and Rhodes Island should have one more thing to do, right?"

"The Alliance of Nations is still missing an important country, and this country has a great relationship with you and Rhodes Island. I plan to go to Londinium in person. Do you have any suggestions?"

Kal'tsit stared at Roy for a while, then suddenly laughed.

Then, in front of Roy, the old lynx sneered several times with a teeth-chattering smile, which made Roy's back shiver and he broke out in a cold sweat. Then he put away his expression and said solemnly:

"My suggestion is, give me three days."

"What are you going to do?" Roy asked curiously.

"Recall the elite operators!"

"My goodness, are you planning to bring your family along to cause trouble?" Roy was stunned.

Kelsey just glanced at him and smiled, "Yeah, don't I have you?"

Volume 1: Chapter 301: Hand of God, Tears of God!

"Dr. Kal'tsit....are we really going to do this?"

Standing in front of the towering walls of Londinium, Amiya's face was full of reluctance.

It's not like she hadn't thought about coming to Londinium one day, meeting Tracys again, and facing all the problems of the Sarkaz, but she really didn't expect it to be in this way.

After three days of preparation, Kal'tsit summoned a series of operators who were either related to Kazdel or Victoria, including Logos, Ascalon, Vina, Indra, etc., and gathered outside the city of Londinium.

Her plan was simple. She would bring along the relevant personnel on Rhodes Island, and have Amiya release the power of the Demon King outside the city of Londinium to attract Tracys' attention. Roy would then take action, and everyone would cooperate with each other, taking revenge on those who had grudges and complaining on those who had grudges.

This plan sounds a bit superficial, and it really doesn't seem like a decision that the far-sighted Dr. Kel'tsit could make. But Kel'tsit's own explanation of this plan is also very clear - if you are poor, you can use tactics to intersperse, and if you are rich, you can blow it up!

The power of the main island of Rhodes Island, even with the Sarkaz operators, is actually far less than that of the Kazdel Military Council in Londinium. If it follows the normal process, Kal'tsit may have to prepare for a few years before officially starting the operation to march into Londinium. Moreover, this march will most likely adopt the method of planting spies, sneaking in secretly, going straight to the center, and beheading the enemy leader, trying to avoid direct confrontation with the Kazdel Military Council and the Sarkaz royal courts.

But this is the normal process. And now, Kal'tsit's attitude is very clear - we stand on Roy's side!

Kal'tsit was not bragging. Before the plan started, she made a very rational assessment of the combat effectiveness of the Kazdel Military Committee and Roy.

The Kazdel Military Committee controls a large number of Sarkaz mercenaries and experienced veterans of the Royal Court Army. It is a powerful fighting force that can compete with the regular armies of various countries.

But Roy has experience in confronting the Ursus Empire Army Group head-on, and the Great Wilderness Star Meteor and the Holy Sword of the Sun are both anti-military level weapons.

The Kazdel Military Committee has the support of the Blood Demon Court, the Scavenger Court, and the Shapeshifter Court among the Ten Sarkaz Courts. It also has the help of the Pardoners. It has a profound foundation and its high-end combat power is not inferior to that of the countries on earth.

But Roy had a railgun, so it was difficult for the Blood Demon Lord and the Scavenger King to use their magic. And their physical strength was not necessarily better than Hai Si, who was directly evaporated by the railgun, not to mention ordinary Sarkaz.

Moreover, Rhodes Island can also provide combat power such as Logos, Ascalon and itself, which can at least help contain a lord of the royal court for a period of time.

The only person who needs to be paid attention to is the leader of Kazdel Military Committee, Regent, Chairman Tracy. Kal'tsit has had experience of fighting against him, and even had the experience of him taking the heads of enemy generals in the midst of thousands of troops. His mere existence will always be a major variable.

But Roy also has some hidden cards.

Before arriving in Londinium, Roy showed Kal'tsit his newly acquired power.

[Exploding Hands], [Brilliant Weeping]

Yes, God's power has finally grown again after a long period of stagnation.

In fact, even though it was only D-level, Roy had never forgotten the "Stranger" module. After all, as stated in the module introduction, God's power was just incomplete and incomplete, but it could be completed, and the method of completion was also very simple, which was to spread God's glory to more distant places and let more people know about it.

Roy had always done this. But ever since he obtained the [God's Clothes] Scale-Catching Cape, the power of God seemed to have stagnated, and there was no movement for a long time. Roy once thought that he would never get to eat the cake he had drawn, until the Great Silence officially broke out.

The moment the light of the railgun descended from the sky, a prompt sounded in Roy's mind.

And when the gathered Hai Si were all wiped out by artillery fire, for some reason, the prompt sound rang a second time.

Roy could understand the first time, because it was the Iberians who witnessed the railgun. But what about the second time? Could it be that in addition to Iberia, there were other people who also witnessed a wave of God's majesty, and raised God's prestige without knowing it.

Although there was no exact answer, the reward was real.

The most critical part of the power of God, [Exploding Hand], has arrived in Roy's collection warehouse. Its appearance has not changed, but its size is much smaller than Roy expected. It is just a small pendant on a bracelet. And another part of the power of God, [Tears of God] Brilliant Weeping, has appeared in the real world in the form of a pendant.

With these two things, Roy was very confident. Not to mention that the Shard and the airship had not been built according to the current timeline, even if they were really built, it was still unknown who would win when the thunderstorm clashed against them!

"So, feel free to use it, Amiya."

Roy patted Amiya's shoulder and encouraged her.

Amiya finally made up her mind, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and soon, a small black crown appeared on her head.

This black crown looked like it had no substance or weight, more like a 3D projected model. But once it appeared, it began to radiate strange black and red lines around it.

Roy looked at these lines. This was a manifestation of Amiya's Originium skills, and also a manifestation of the Demon King's Originium skills. It could condense into black spell ammunition to attack the enemy. Its power could even compete with the Frost Star in the form of Winter Scar and Tallulah's spells. It could also construct corresponding illusions according to the owner's wishes, affecting the minds of the people around them and trapping them.

Even Roy was briefly dazed when he saw these strange lines. It was not that Amiya deliberately added illusions to them, but the will of the Black Crown itself revealed its tip to Roy.

In these scattered spiritual fragments, Roy saw fighter planes soaring in the sky, orbits rising into the sea of ​​stars, and warmth, happiness, joy, and the concrete manifestations of various abstract emotions.

These emotions cannot be described in words, and they should not even exist in reality. However, the existence of civilization has actually loaded these things as a super-large storage compression package. The technology of pre-civilization has developed to the point where human emotions are also stored as data.

Intelligent AI.

The word flashed through Roy's mind, followed by a feeling of admiration.

Roy never clicked on this high-risk red technology when playing games, as it would almost certainly lead to a rebellion of synthetic robots in the future.

It is somewhat too risky to allow machines to understand, grasp, and even obtain human emotions from the abstract to the concrete.

But before Roy could further explore the secrets hidden in those other scattered fragments, the next second, a huge roar sounded in everyone's ears.

Roy quickly looked in the direction where the loud noise came from. It was the top of Londinium's towering barrier that was comparable to the Walls of Theodosius. The giant gun muzzle sticking out of the wall was slowly moving and adjusting its trajectory. The muzzle of the city defense main gun, which was powerful enough to raze hundreds of meters to the ground, was aimed at the location where Roy and the others were.

There was no doubt that Tracy had spotted them.

The Regent of Kazdel was preparing to give Roy an explosive gift!

Volume 1: Telecommunications Abstract Complete

I went out for a meal, and when I came back and turned on my computer, I found that my home broadband was disconnected due to unpaid bills.

Logically speaking, the payment is enough, but this is really abstract compared to telecommunications!

To open the payment website, you must use the broadband with overdue payments, but the payment QR code on the website can only be loaded when there is an Internet connection. If I use a hotspot to open the Internet, I cannot enter the payment website.

Damn it, I can only shout tomorrow that the telecom people are coming. This is too abstract.

Volume 1: Chapter 302: See the Light of Day Again

"General Manfred, do you really want to fire?"

The tired-looking man in Victorian military uniform turned around and asked the tall blond Sarkaz behind him.

"The main gun of the city defense artillery is very powerful. If it is used carelessly, it will easily attract attention from the outside world. Isn't this bad for the Sarkaz?"

Manfred glanced at him with an amused expression: "Wright, you actually still care about the Sarkaz?"

Wright forced a flattering smile on his face and lowered his head.

As the commander of the Londinium City Defense Army, his power, honor, and status were all based on the Londinium City Defense Army. He was born as a Gaul survivor, and no one in the Grand Duke of Victoria would accept his pledge of allegiance. When he did not resist when the Sarkaz controlled the Londinium City Council, he had completely lost the ability to resist.

Regardless of whether the Sarkaz successfully occupied Londinium and defeated the Grand Dukes of Victoria, or the armies of the Grand Dukes finally broke through the Sarkaz defenses and recaptured the city, he was destined to have a bad ending.

But at least, if the Sarkaz win, he, the dog, can live on with humiliation. He can also save the lives of the city defense troops. If the Grand Dukes of Victoria enter the city, he will undoubtedly be hanged on the wall of Londinium as a typical rebel. The city defense troops will also face a brutal purge.

It wasn't because he was considering the Sarkaz, but he had to do it for the sake of his soldiers who believed in him.

But Manfred, who was always steady and willing to listen to his opinions, shook his head this time. The blond Sarkaz just took a deep look at the servile Liberi in front of him, and replied coldly:

"Not this time. Fire away."

Wright looked up in astonishment: "But..."

Before he could finish his words, a sword was already pressed against his neck, choking his words. Manfred's ultimatum followed closely:

"I can listen to your opinion on Victoria's matter, but this time it's about the Sarkaz! Tell your people to fire, or die."

Wright pursed his lips, turned his head helplessly, closed his eyes and said loudly:

"fire!"

"boom--"

The earth-shattering roar sounded as expected, but Wright opened his eyes in surprise.

The speed was too fast. The main gun of the Londinium city defense artillery was a strategic-level weapon that was capable of destroying a high-speed warship with one shot. There were three safety measures before firing, and they needed to be confirmed by three people. Even if the order to fire was given by himself, it was impossible for the cannon to sound before the words were finished.

In other words, the loud noise was not the sound of a cannonball?

Wright's thoughts came to a standstill for a moment, but before he could figure out what was happening, the second loud bang accompanied by a violent shock sounded under his feet.

"boom--"

The muzzle fire exploded, and the deafening sound was like the roar of a lion. In order to build the reputation of this city of cities that will never fall, countless craftsmen in Victoria worked together to build a series of city defense main guns that could be called miracles of Terra's military engineering. The power of each shell of the main gun was enough to destroy a high-speed warship, and even the secondary guns at full power could easily destroy a city block. Since the fall of Lingones, the demise of Gaul, the outbreak of the Great Silence, and the silence of Iberia, there has been no threat that can make Victoria use these terrifying weapons.

However, today, when the muzzle of the main gun spewed out flames again, bombarding the Sarkaz enemies on behalf of the usurper, its unrivaled power seemed to be discounted.

In Wright's sight, two balls of fireworks exploded in the air.

Why are there two groups?

Before he could figure out the problem, the violent wind forced him to bend down. Beside him, the young Sarkaz general Manfred had walked forward at some point, with the sword in his hand inserted into the city wall as a support, forcing him not to fall down in the strong wind. In his eyes, the following scene was reflected -