Chapter 148: An Unexpected Discovery of an Awesome Person

Hearing my question, Ashford said with a rather ugly face: "This kind of mission NPC has never cooperated several times before, so we have a lot more things to do than before. Now the time we spend is far apart The longest time is only twenty minutes left.”

"In other words, if we can reach the monster gathering place you mentioned in twenty minutes, we will face more than 20,000 monsters. Moreover, if two monsters are killed in the end, those two monsters will evolve into A three thousand level monster?" Kristina asked in surprise.

"Theoretically this is true, but I don't think we should be able to complete it within this time." Ashford said: "Now we have to transport the people from these demon camps to those caves first, and then if they are willing to listen to us He explained, and everything went very smoothly and he regained trust in us. By the time we get there, it should be half an hour later. This is all based on the best situation. If it is not in a bad state, Then I don’t know how long it will take, so our current situation is very troublesome!”

I nodded and said, "Olesia. Find someone to help us transport this prisoner. The price is negotiable and the speed must be fast."

Oresia nodded and said: "But I think it's best for you, President, and President Ashford to come with me." Because I had already promised Oresia to join the association, Oresia started directly. She changed her name to me as Guild Leader, although her guild affiliation has not changed yet.

When I heard this request, I immediately understood what Oresia meant. I nodded and called Ashford, who didn't quite understand, to follow me. Of course, the others stayed behind to guard the prisoners. Although they were injected with anesthetics and tied up like mummies, there was no guarantee that these guys would not be able to break free. They still needed to be guarded.

Under the leadership of Oresia, we quickly returned to the place where Oresia took us to inquire about the news. This is also a gathering place for players here. After entering here, Aurecia stopped Ashford's intention to shout directly, and then pulled us and flew to a player who was setting up a stall.

This is a very strange-looking player. Although this guy should be considered handsome, I don’t know why but I just feel that this guy gives me a very weird feeling. When facing him, you will always feel that there is nothing in front of you. It's not a person, it's something else.

Although it felt weird, I wasn't here to check the household registration, so I didn't ask any more questions at all and just waited for Oresia to negotiate with him.

"Father Hill, please help me." After Oresia came over, she directly pulled the guy and started talking. Although this guy looks to be in his twenties at most, but for some reason, Oresia actually called him daddy. This is really strange.

The guy called Father Hill looked at Oresia in confusion and asked, "Don't you never ask for help? What's going on today?"

"Actually, it's not that I want to help. I recently found a guild that is willing to take me in, but our guild is currently doing a task and is running into some trouble, so I need your help."

"It's okay to help, but the problem is that I don't have any fighting ability. If you ask me to help, you will definitely die!"

"Of course I don't ask you to fight!" Oresia said: "We need porters. There are a lot of things that need to be moved. Our troops here are very powerful, but the number is too small, and we can't take those things. , and this task is still in a hurry, so you see..."

"Oh, are you moving things? This is no problem." The other party said, directly rolled up his stall, and then opened his breastplate in front of our surprised eyes. Originally, this guy was wearing a very ordinary set of armor, which did not attract our attention before. However, after he opened the armor on his chest, we were surprised to find that there was not any ** organization inside, but a bunch of people working on it. There are rotating gears and pipe structures, and there is a glowing red magic crystal next to it.

"Constructed creature?" Ashford and I shouted at the same time. Both of our guilds are engaged in technology, and we are very familiar with these things. You can tell what is going on at a glance. This guy is not an ordinary race at all, but a constructed creature. This is a hidden race. When I entered the game before, I never saw this race option even if I got a rare account. This shows how rare this race is.

The other party didn't show any sign of our surprise. He just took out a square box from the hole in his chest, then stuffed the rolled up rug inside, and then put the box back. That box must be a space device, and it's not small. When rolled up, the quilt was no smaller than a quilt. His box was hidden from view, but it was actually packed into it.

After putting things away, Father Hill immediately asked us to lead the way, while Ashford asked doubtfully: "Don't you need to find a few people to help?"

Oresia still wanted to explain, but Father Hill took the lead and said, "It's hard to explain, but it won't disturb you. Let's lead the way."

Although we didn’t know what was going on, we decided to believe Father Hill after taking a look at Oresia. Oresia doesn't look like an unreliable person, and Father Hill, who doesn't know whether he is a young person or an old person, doesn't seem like someone who likes to joke.

We quickly took Father Hill back to the place where we were before. The other party was stunned for a moment when he saw the mummy here, but he didn't ask anything. Instead, he directly raised one hand to the front, then raised his arm A secret door opened. What happened next was more surprising. As the secret door opens, the old man's arms are like a nuclear submarine firing vertical missiles. The popping sound is endless, and with every popping sound on his arm, a missile as big as an apple will be shot out. Spherical object. After this object flew out, it began to transform in a burst of sounds, just like Transformers. It's okay if it's just deformed. The key is that these things are not only deforming, but also getting bigger. When they were launched, they were only the size of apples, but when they landed, they turned into spider robots about thirty centimeters tall, with bodies almost as big as a bowl of the ocean, and four crab-like mechanical legs.

These spider machines are not too big to fit in, but with their current size, let alone an apple, even a watermelon can only be squeezed in after it is hollowed out. It must be the kind that weighs more than 20 kilograms. Big watermelon, ordinary watermelon can't fit in it. Although this thing looks relatively big after it is stretched out, I think it must have had some compression space technology inside it, because I think this thing cannot be the size of an Apple even if it is completely flattened, let alone the mechanical design. Being careful, you can't waste any space at all, so this thing definitely doesn't just rely on mechanical folding to reduce its size.

I typed out hundreds of these little things in one breath, and then I didn't see Father Hill talking. I saw those spider-shaped machines automatically divided into groups of eight and rushed to the side of the tied people. , and then worked together to lift those people up from the ground.

Eight machines carry one prisoner, so that although the body is much larger than them, they can easily move these prisoners quickly. After all, the power output of constructed creatures is higher than that of ordinary creatures, so they Although it is small in size, it is very powerful.

Seeing these spider-like robots lifting these guys, although we were surprised, we did not hesitate at all and let Ashford lead the way and start running quickly.

As soon as we moved, Father Hill's little robot immediately started running with a chirping sound. Although these little guys are relatively small in size, they are made of metal after all, and the noise when running is quite loud. It feels like a group of crabs are racing, and the clattering sound is very dense.

We are also very impressed by this magical little machine. Our guild is the authority on large constructed creatures, but we have never encountered such small constructed creatures before. Of course it's not that it can't be done, but it's because it's not necessary.

A small size means low combat effectiveness and can only be used for reconnaissance. However, our guild's giant mosquito outpost can release reconnaissance mosquitoes, which can fully meet our various reconnaissance needs. Therefore, small constructed creatures have no development significance for us at all, so naturally they have not been studied.

"This, your name is Father Hill, right?" I leaned over and asked politely.

The other party nodded and asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

I pointed at the small robot over there that was carrying prisoners and said, "Are these robots, golems, or golems?"

Machines, golems, and golems, these three things look similar, but in fact they are very different. Needless to say, machines are products of technology. The working principles of golems and machines are similar, except that the power and transmission methods, and control aspects use magic systems. As for the golem, this one is quite different from the previous two. The golem basically has no mechanical structure and is itself an integrated magical product. If you use psychic shock waves to destroy the central magic circle of the golem, you will find that the golem is actually a sculpture with no mechanical structure at all. However, whether it is a golem or a machine, if it is smashed, there will be various special features. Functional parts appear. The mobile warriors of our guild are basically a combination of golem and golem technology, and there may also be some machine-based design principles, which can be regarded as a hodgepodge. The technical philosophy of our association is that there are no inferior technologies. As long as it is easy to use, you can learn from it. There is no need to stick to a certain system. Being inclusive is the best development path. Accepting death will only lead you into a dead end.

Father Hill didn't hide anything about my question and said directly: "I should actually be considered a demon."

"You said this thing is powered by magic crystal?"