Chapter 793 Traveler Theory

After saying goodbye to Garcia, Roland returned to his apartment.

Phyllis was sitting in the living room waiting for him, "Your Majesty, that person just now was..."

"The magic awakener in this world calls himself a Martial Daoist," he waved his hand. "You don't need to mind her attitude. In the dream world, no one knows my true identity except you."

"But she was created by you after all..." Phyllis still seemed a little brooding. Since agreeing to her request and taking her to relive the food experience, the ancient witch's respect for Roland has become completely different from before. .

"In their eyes, that's not the case—people here have complete memories and thoughts, and they have nothing to do with me from birth to death. Even the whole world has its own rules," Roland said bluntly as he sat down across from her , "For now, I'm also part of the rules."

As soon as the world was mentioned, Phyllis's eyes immediately burst into dazzling brilliance. What she saw and heard along the way brought her an indescribable shock, and it is not easy to bear it until now.

She glanced at Zero's room before asking in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is this the place you used to live? Please forgive me, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Graycastle is just a cover for you, right?"

Roland's brows twitched, "Why do you say that?"

"Because your Neverwinter City is like this!" Phyllis excitedly said, "When I first arrived here, I didn't quite understand why it was so spacious and flat even when the space was limited. It’s still the same in the cities around here... Now I realize that you are not preparing for horse-drawn carriages at all, but those four-wheeled vehicles that come and go like the wind are your goals!” She paused, “And boiling water will give you infinite power Machines, buildings that claim to be built over ten floors, and powerful weapons, etc... The reason why this city has become what it is today is all related to that world?"

"I am indeed the fourth prince. It's just that when I arrived in Border Town, some memories suddenly appeared in my head." Roland thought for a while, and decided to hide the matter of time travel. After all, he hoped that only the closest witches would know this secret. "It contains the deepest and most incredible knowledge, of which I have only a small fraction."

"Then it must be something given to you by the gods." Phyllis did not have the slightest doubt about his words, "Taquila witches often say that gods do not love humans, but now it seems that we may be wrong, you have Got the smile of the gods - as long as you are here, we will be able to defeat the devil!"

This time it was Roland's turn to be surprised. He had always wanted the Taquila survivors to believe this, but when the other party said it so firmly, he felt a little uneasy. After all, he took her to parks and restaurants. Rather than the scene of a military exercise.

When he tactfully asked about the doubts in his heart, Phyllis replied very straightforwardly, "Because of those four-wheeled iron carts coming and going."

"car?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. In the Taquila era, if we wanted to transport war supplies to outpost camps, we needed a lot of horses and vehicles—although many witches have the ability to move quickly, they can't carry too heavy things. , once the load exceeds a certain limit, the mana consumption speed will increase exponentially, you should also be aware of this."

"So when the Federation captured the devil's siege beast, everyone felt great pressure—only one witch can drive a monster that is a hundred times its own weight. If the iron shield and crossbow bolts on it are removed, If it is only used to transport supplies, one siege beast can be worth four or five carriages. From this point of view alone, the devil's mastery and use of magic power is much higher than ours, and the Quest Society judged it accordingly , the enemy's war potential is even better than that of witches. It is based on this conclusion that Master Akaris pinned her hopes on the God's Punishment Army plan."

"Do you judge strength by transportation capacity?" Roland asked with great interest.

Phyllis nodded, "From manpower carrying to carriage pulling, it determines the range we can reach. There is no doubt that the race that goes farther is stronger." She couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth here, "And in the dream world, those four-wheeled iron carts that are several times the length of the carriage can carry nearly a hundred people and still run freely. This alone is enough to prove the power of the dream world. If your weapon It also comes from this, then it must be able to defeat the devil."

After listening to the other party's explanation, Roland couldn't help but feel emotional. Although the Taquila witches were limited by the times and failed to hold the Fertile Plain in the end, it didn't mean that they had poor vision. In fact, being able to see the strength behind it from a bus full of people has already surpassed most people of the same generation, and even does not give way to some modern people.

He has seen this kind of discussion on the forum more than once: When aliens invade the earth, how can we defeat these alien visitors?

However, in fact, human beings have tried everything they can, which can be said to have exhausted the energy of breastfeeding, but it was nothing more than sending a few astronauts to the moon-a star closest to the earth. For those civilizations that traveled hundreds of light years or even sailed through galaxies to reach the earth, it was just a small step like ants. They could burn the earth to ashes only by the energy consumed by the voyage , the gap between the two is like the abyss of heaven.

If a civilization can expand its footprints to other star systems and really want to invade the earth, the moment it sees them, it will be the time of human extinction.

On this point, Phyllis...or those superiors in Taquila unexpectedly saw clearly.

At the end, the ancient witch saluted again, "Although you are not a witch, and you can't drive the scourge instrument, I believe that you are the chosen one given to us by the gods."

Facing this obviously crooked conclusion, Roland felt a little bit dumbfounded. However, he didn't say anything to deny the other party's idea. Letting the Taquila witches completely fall to Neverwinter City is undoubtedly a more conducive choice for future development.

He took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Time is limited, let's start the test."

Because of Zero, it was inconvenient for the two of them to conduct the test late at night, so they had to make a quick decision.

After setting up the ladder, Phyllis fell down on her back to the bed, but nothing happened.

Apparently she couldn't leave the dream world by falling.

There are only two possibilities left.

Either when Roland leaves, she will also leave, or she will be trapped in this world forever.

When Roland climbed up the ladder, turned around and sat down, Phyllis walked in front of him.

"If I can stay here forever, it would be a good destination, so please don't worry about me. If I can't come to the dreamland again after leaving, I will keep everything that happened today firmly in my heart and miss it all the time. "

Roland nodded, and fell backwards with his head raised.

In an instant, the world was turned into darkness.

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