Chapter 3581 Science and Martial Arts

Due to the conflict between national powers, the town where the old man was born was turned into ruins, and he became an orphan not long after he was born.

The people from the Airey City National Power Organization retreated one after another after being defeated by the people from the Vicksburg National Power Organization.

The adventurers of the Fort Vicky National Power Organization, out of humanitarianism, left some priests and a small number of combat members to clean up the ruined town.

In this war, most of the people in the town were unfortunately killed. The few townspeople who survived, dragging their families with them, headed towards the direction of the retreat of the national power in Airui City.

Among the ruins, there were only some homeless children and babies still crying loudly.

These children and babies were taken away by people from the Fort Vicky National Power Organization. Most of the children were sent to branches of the Dwarf Guild in other countries in order to gradually integrate them into the lives of other human races. However, In order to atone for their sins, Fort Vicky took over all the funds they needed for their growth, and when they reached adulthood, they would also be given a sum of money as a start-up capital for their lives.

Compared to other countries, Wychburg is already very conscientious.

For those babies taken in by Fort Vic, Fort Vic spared no effort in nurturing them.

On the one hand, they want to forgive their sins, but on the other hand, they also have their own plans.

When these babies grow up, even if they complain about Fort Wech destroying their home, their feelings towards Fort Wech are still better than bad. Even if they are unwilling to become Fort Wech's spy against the human race, they will be willing to do so to a certain extent. A non-espionage-level mission assigned to them by Fort Wych.

In this way, Wychburg will have a better grasp of the inside information of other countries.

It can be considered as something gained.

The above refers to the group of people who do not have much fighting talent, but are relatively intelligent.

People with fighting talents, such as Mr. Taylor, will be treated as key targets for training.

Internally, Wichburg never skimps on imparting knowledge and experience.

And these children who grew up under the watch of Fort Wych were naturally classified as members of Fort Wych, and no effort was spared when imparting their knowledge and experience to them.

Even those with excellent talents like Mr. Taylor will be sent to the national strength organization for training.

Although it is not necessarily necessary for the old man to join the national power organization after being cultivated, but as the saying goes, if the old man has extremely high achievements, great power, and extremely strong strength in the future, even if he is in a difficult situation, In the hostile camp, there is a high probability that he will not take action against Fort Vicky.

This is the future we are betting on.

The fact is, as the top management of Fort Vicky thought, the old man first worked for Fort Vicky for a long time after he came of age, and later joined the human camp because of emotional relationships. However, in the face of the conflict between the humans and Fort Vicky, During the war, he couldn't kill his former companions, and he couldn't ignore the kindness of Fort Vicky in raising him, so he left a letter and left quietly.

At this point, Mr. Taylor, a powerful man who should have become a legend in the Zephyr Continent, has been hiding in the bustling city for decades.

Although he was hiding in the city, the old man's feelings for Fort Wych remained unchanged.

Even as he grows older, the old man misses the relatives who once raised him more intensely.

This is exactly why the old man didn't show any attitude at all when I proposed moving to Fort Vicky.

Early the next morning, I went to the medical facility to visit Casillas.

It was just nine o'clock, and there were already many flowers, fruits and other things piled on Casillas' bedside, table and ground.

Eighty percent of them are visits from adventurers who were taught by him.

Among them, I also saw a lot of very expensive fruits. I took a closer look and saw that there were notes inside. When I opened the card, I saw, oh, good guy, it turned out to be a visit gift from Cajiali and the others!

It really doesn't feel bad for the fiancée to spend her fiancé's money. On average, the price of each basket of fruits is enough to buy a high-quality stainless steel outer armor.

With a sigh, I picked a grape as clear as amethyst and threw it directly into my mouth.

The juice is overflowing, the pulp is fragrant, oh, delicious, so delicious!

"I said, you guy, your life was better than mine."

I said in a resentful tone.

Casillas did not respond, but looked at the ceiling calmly. After a while, he whispered: "Why is your murderous intention so strong?"

"Hey, is now the time to discuss this kind of thing?" I complained, "Don't you think you should treat me to something to eat?"

"You can take whatever you want to eat," Casillas said.

"Tsk, it's really boring." After saying that, I took out another grape from the fruit basket and put it in my mouth. Well, it's so sweet.

"Oh, by the way, what did you ask just now?"

"Why is your murderous intention so strong?"

"Because I kill a lot of monsters."

"I have probably killed more powerful people over the years than you have ever eaten, but my killing intent is still not as strong as yours."

"Look at what you said. You have killed more powerful men than I have eaten. Is this possible?" I waved my hand disapprovingly and retorted.

Casillas did not speak, but turned around and stared at me quietly.

After a while, I sighed and said, "I don't know the reason. After I first learned how to master the killing intent, the amount of killing intent became much larger, and it only increased day by day."

Casillas turned his head again and stared 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 lot of status here?" Casillas asked curiously.

"It's quite prestigious," I said, "It seems that not long ago, my adoptive father specially awarded Luke a Chief Scientist Medal. I heard that Luke was quite excited."

"Ah, the reaction of a weakling."

Casillas said disdainfully.

"You can't say that," I said, "That's a medal that only those with the highest scientific achievements in Fort Wych are eligible to possess. It's a medal whose symbolic and practical meanings are almost equal."

"What's the practical significance?" Casillas asked slightly contemptuously.

"You can enter and leave the highest level laboratory in Fort Vicky at will."

"It's just a laboratory."

Casillas said lightly: "For warriors, science is just an illusion that gives false power to the weak."

"You can't say that," I said, "I heard that in ancient times, the power of technology was so powerful that it could destroy the apostles with one blow."

"Apostles are not invincible in the world. What's more, apostles are also divided into strong and weak."

"But this is not the end of science," I retorted.