Chapter 3581: Science and Martial Arts
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
- 1201 characters
- 2021-01-30 11:26:55
Due to the conflict of national power, the town where the old man was just born was turned into ruins, and his old man was also an orphan not long after he was born.
After being defeated by the people of the National Forces Organization of Erri City, they retreated one after another.
The adventurers of the Fort Witch National Forces organization, out of humanitarianism, left some priests and a small number of combat members to clean up the small town that had become ruins.
In this war, the vast majority of people in the town were unfortunately killed, and the few surviving townspeople dragged their families and walked towards the direction of the retreat of the state power of Ai Ruicheng.
In the ruins, only some homeless children and babies were still crying there.
These children and babies were taken away by the people of the Fort Witch National Forces organization. The vast majority of children were sent to the branches of the Dwarf Guild in other countries, in order to let them gradually integrate into the lives of other human races, but In order to redeem their sins, Fort Witch has taken all the funds they need to grow up, and when they are adults, they will also give them a sum of money as a start-up fund for life.
Compared with other countries, Fort Witch is already very conscientious.
For those babies taken in by Fort Witch, Fort Witch also spares no effort in training.
On the one hand, forgiveness, on the other hand they also have their own plans.
These babies grow up, even if they complain about Fort Witchcraft’s destruction of their homeland, they still feel better than bad for Fort Witchcraft. Even if they don’t want to become a spy for Fort Witchcraft against the human race, they will be willing to execute it to a certain extent. The non-spy-level mission issued to them by Fort Witch.
In this way, Fort Witchie has more control over the internal affairs of other countries.
It can be considered a gain.
The above refers to the group of people who don't have much fighting talent, but are more intelligent.
People with fighting talents, such as Mr. Taylor, will be trained as key targets.
Inside, Fort Witch has never been stingy in teaching knowledge and experience.
And these children who were watched by Fort Witchcraft growing up are naturally classified as a member of Fort Witchcraft, and they spare no effort in imparting their knowledge and experience.
Even those with great talents such as Mr. Taylor will be sent to the national power organization for training.
Although it is not necessarily necessary for the old man to enter the national power organization after he is trained to become an adult, the so-called draught does not forget the well digger, if the old man will have extremely high achievements, great power, and great strength in the future, even if In the hostile camp, he also has a high probability of not taking a shot against Fort Witch.
The bet is this kind of future.
In fact, just as the senior leaders of Fort Witchcraft thought, the old man, after he became an adult, first played for Fort Witchcraft for a long time, and then he was included in the human camp because of his emotional relationship. During the war, he couldn't hurt his former companions, let alone ignore Fort Witch's kindness to nurture him, so he left a letter and left quietly.
At this point, Father Taylor, a generation of powerhouses who should have become legends in the Hefeng Continent, has been hidden in the busy city, and this has been for decades.
Although hidden away in the city, the old man's feelings for Fort Witch still remained unchanged.
Even with the increase in age, the old man's miss for the relatives who had raised him became more intense.
This is why when I proposed to move to Fort Witch, the old man showed no attitude at all.
Early the next morning, I went to a medical institution to visit Casillas.
It was just nine o'clock, and Casillas’ bedside, table, and the ground were already piled up with flowers and fruits.
Eighty percent are visitor items for adventurers taught by him.
Among them, I also saw a lot of very expensive fruits. I leaned closer and glanced at them. There were paper slips inside. I showed the cards, oh, good guys, they turned out to be Kagali's visiting gifts!
This is really not bad for the fiancee to spend his fiance's money. The average price of each basket of fruit is enough to buy a top-grade stainless steel outer armor.
With a sigh, I picked a grape that looked like amethyst and threw it directly into my mouth.
The juice is overflowing, the flesh is fragrant, well, it's delicious, it's so delicious!
"I said, you guy, your little life is better than me."
I said in a bitter tone.
Casillas did not respond, but looked at the ceiling calmly, and after a while, whispered: "Why is your killing intent so strong?"
"Hey, is it time to discuss this kind of thing?" I vomited, "Don't you think you should ask me something?"
"Take whatever you want," Casillas said.
"Hey, it's really boring." After that, I took another grape from the fruit basket and put it in my mouth. Well, it's really sweet.
"Oh, by the way, what did you just ask?"
"...Why is your killing intent so strong?"
"Because I kill a lot of monsters."
"The strong men killed by me over the years are probably more than you have eaten, but my killing intent is still not as good as you."
"Look at what you said, you killed more powerful people than I have eaten. Is this possible?" I waved my hand disapprovingly and retorted.
Casillas didn't speak, but turned to Tortoise and stared at me quietly.
After a long while, I sighed and said, "I don't know the reason. After I just learned how to master the killing intent, the amount of killing intent became a lot, and then it increased with the day."
Casillas turned back again, staring at the ceiling.
"Luke was here not long ago, right?"
"Luke?" I shook my head. "I don't know, but even if he comes here, it's nothing unusual."
"Luke has a place here?" Casillas asked curiously.
"It's quite a status," I said: "It seems that not long ago, my foster father specially awarded Luke a chief scientist medal. I heard that Luke was very excited."
"Oh, the response of the weak."
Casillas disdainfully said.
"Nor can you say that" I said: "That is a medal that symbolizes that only the highest scientific achievement in Witchburg is eligible to have it. It is a medal with almost equal symbolic and practical meaning.
"What's the practical significance?" Casillas asked slightly contemptuously.
"You can enter and exit the highest-level laboratory in Fort Witch."
"It's just a laboratory."
Casillas said lightly: "For warriors, science is just an illusion that gives the weak a false power."
"You can't say that," I said: "I heard that in ancient times, technology was so powerful that it could destroy the apostle in one blow."
"Apostles are not invincible in the world, let alone apostles are also divided into strong and weak."
"But this is not the end of science," I retorted.
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