Chapter 346 What Gielgud Saw

Suddenly seeing such a line of green data appearing out of thin air, the visitors all took a step back.

These people come from the famous Gielgud family in Ivory Coast, Mrs. Adamek's natal family.

The leading man took out a thick cigarette and lit it with a lighter. The hemp leaves burned with hallucinogenic gas, and he stared at the floating code.

"Mr. Forester? Where are you?"

The code flickered and changed, thoughtfully becoming Gielgud's familiar native language.

"You're looking at me."

The silence lasted for a full ten seconds, and the members of the Gielgud family who came with the leader whispered.

"This thing is the legendary forest ranger? An AI?"

"Damn it, what kind of projector is there to show magic! Do you look down on us?"

"No matter where your real person is, today we must find out the whereabouts of the young lady!"

"Quiet!" Gielgud shouted, interrupting everyone's conversation, and still politely said, "Mr. Forester, you are not surprised by my arrival. Are you waiting for me?"

"I'm waiting for someone." Code replied ambiguously.

Gielgud, who wanted to use his momentum to overwhelm the other side, had no choice but to take the initiative to continue the topic: "I want to come and talk to you about cooperation."

"Okay, this is the Sprouter protocol of [World Tree]."

The seeds of electronic light fell from the sky, fell in front of Gielgud and blossomed into flowers. After the small animation played, fifteen pages of paper appeared in groups of three, with detailed contract content written in size 12 font.

He put the cigarette away with his index finger and read the words on it.

"Recruiting sprouters: Instructions for collaborators joining the [World Tree] system."

Before Gielgud could finish reading the first page, the data suddenly shrank inward, and an eye-catching giant message flashed across.

"Notice!"

"What?"

Gielgud was stunned. The end of the cigarette held between his fingers fell to the ground, and the intoxicating smoke jumped up, mixed with the smell of burning herbs and insect corpses.

Music sounded far and near, and everything in his field of vision became unreal and the edges were blurred, as if someone had recorded his dream and played it again and again.

Gold and green ribbons hung down, covering the square code of the forest ranger. Gielgud saw that behind the ribbon curtain was a birdcage, and long-billed birds were pecking at the wooden bars.

The moment he and the long-billed bird met each other's eyes, the scene suddenly changed. The wooden bars appeared at a distance from his eyelashes, and on the outside of the prison-like pillars, there was his own dazed reflection.

what the hell!

Am I locked up?

Gielgud had not thought about the possibility of turning into the long-billed bird. The next moment, reality told him in the most direct and cruel way.

One hand picked up the birdcage containing him and placed him and the cage on his shoulder.

The woman who captured him wore a red robe decorated with gold ornaments, and was followed by a man who held a lion's head walking stick in his hand. Both wore ebony masks with different patterns, and a slanted stick tied to their heads. rhinoceros horn.

"Try taking him away."

The red lipstick on the woman's mask was like fire and blood. After speaking, she ran forward, the large and small bracelets on her arms jingling; the man also started running, and the sound of the lion's head walking stick was harsh.

Gielgud was unaware of what was happening. His cognition was not enough to understand the energy of "Comes", so his thoughts were stagnant. He could only capture external information through his simple five senses, but his brain was unable to process it.

Listening carefully, the sound of gentle tapping of stone tools can be heard. It is very inconspicuous among the pounding of drums, but it is very special, ethereal and solemn. No matter how fast-paced the loud noise is, it cannot cover it up.

At this time, Gielgud saw a parrot walking by leisurely. Its tail was as dazzling as a rainbow. Its ever-changing silver-gray eyes were evil, dark and light, bright and dark. It glanced past him and looked at him. Somewhere behind.

The knocking sound of stone tools became slower, and from its pause, a voice that Gielgud couldn't understand was inserted. It was singing, communication, and command.

"Here stands an evil man."

A large hole opened in the ground, and bronze and stone tools sprung up from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain. The frightened parrot spread its wings and nimbly avoided the stone tools on the ground. The man and woman carrying it followed it carefully for fear of being struck by the stone tools. Poke.

The smell of blood and herbs filled the air, and the parrot's powerful claws stepped into the ground, splashing oily water. The moisture mixed with the bark of the tree, making the soil as sticky as pulp.

However, this was unable to prevent the emergence of bronze and stone tools.

The earth is full of bottomless pits.

"Pfft!"

Finally, the man with the lion's head crutch was tired of dodging and was accidentally hit by a bronze object. His screams were fleeting, and in the blink of an eye he changed from a human to a jumping monkey, lying on the ground helplessly.

The monkey's ankles were chained, his eyes were empty and his expression was numb.

Seeing this, the parrot stopped chirping, put away its flashing feathers, and stood still.

But the potholes no longer spread everywhere, just like river water pouring into the soil, the cracks in the earth are healed one by one.

"What a cruel carat." The parrot spoke.

"'Kara' is another new name for mysticism." The green code formed a new text and responded to it, "Your voodoo magic is not bad, but it is too 'singing and dancing'. I can hear it clearly."

The parrot opened and closed its beak up and down, grinding it as if eating melon seeds.

"I am an Ashanti, an orphan from an ancient kingdom, a living dead from a chiefdom on the coast of Guinea. Asante means 'because of war' in our language. You can also call me Mother Qom."

"Because of the war... is this the name of your family?" Green Code asked with interest.

"No, it's [Sanshen], sunsam - it refers to the spiritual power of different regions." The parrot cried, "Like the man who lived here before, you are only interested in our collective name."

"Just for filing purposes. I'd be happy to call you Coom."

"And mom."

"Oh, you don't want to attract my mother."

"Hohahahahaha!" the parrot screamed and flapped its wings. "I'm here to deal with those wandering little souls. You're not too bad, you killed a bad priest, otherwise I have to appease more angry Loa ”

"Since we are not enemies, we might as well come up and have a chat."

“Unless you have fried shredded coconut cake, crab tapioca porridge and grilled shark.”

"I made a coconut latte."

"May the God of the Sky have mercy on your soul!"

The cultural differences left the green data speechless. The parrot flapped its wings noisily a few times to give instructions, and the woman dropped the birdcage to the ground.

Gielgud, who was imprisoned in it, suddenly became dizzy, dizzy, and fell into the abyss of darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but the bright green light faded in and out, lighting up unknown areas for him.

Gielgud instinctively felt that it was good, and unconsciously followed its pace, passing through the vast darkness on both sides.

When I accidentally turned my head, I saw a figure getting bigger and bigger in the night. Her body expanded rapidly, and her face was covered with a strange mask. The inside could not be seen, but the epidermis had fallen off, revealing the auburn skin underneath.

The huge woman opened her huge mouth and swallowed small flying insects in the air. Gielgud initially thought they were flying insects, but they were so inconspicuous compared to women. Later he discovered that those things were singing insects. people.

They are close together, their voices are deep and distant, the vicious conspiracy brings them together, and their souls are transformed from countless bodies.

The woman chewed them, and gradually, all the sounds and images disappeared.

Gielgud felt like he had walked into a wall, and after walking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. The warm sunlight touched his eyeballs through his eyelids, and wisps of green smoke filled his nose. He suddenly felt relieved.

"Hohahaha, hahahahaha...!"

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a low, rough, androgynous voice echoed loudly in his ears, remembering that a richly decorated bench with a backrest made of elephant skin passed through the wall above his head.

A very fat woman sat on it, so large that not even the spacious chair could hold her.

Seven red candles surrounded her. The woman wore a yellow gauze scarf on her shoulders, huge ivory hanging on both sides of her head, and wore a peacock green rag dress, revealing the beautiful reddish-brown skin at her ankles. Several robes of different colors.

Several men and women were carrying the woman's ornate bench. They moved slowly, and as they moved forward, they kept making low roars, which scared Gielgud's scalp.

The woman glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. Her face was large, with no trace of time and a face that had no place for memories. She was quiet and reserved, like a bronze statue of an ancient queen. The jewelry around her neck sparkled like a looming will-o'-the-wisp.

The elephant-skin chairs are like trains, roaring by.

All the lingering weirdness completely disappeared, and Gielgud opened his eyes tremblingly - feeling the sunlight of the real world again.

The green code is still strong, listing clearly organized data.

"You may continue reading the agreement, Mr. Gielgud."

Gielgud swallowed hard. The memory he just had had begun to be blurry, distorted, and abstract, as if he had woken up from a dream. He had to review it before he completely forgot it.

That was the battle of the Mystics...

I was captured by them... as a pawn to test each other.

...Did the ranger win in the end?

Gielgud was not sure what happened next, and laughed at himself.

The head of the Gielgud family, known as the "Locust of War", a local gangster family, smugglers, and weapons dealers who have been in Lacon O for nearly a hundred years, was still menacing just a few dozen seconds ago.

He wants to question the ranger about the whereabouts of his sister Mary Adamek, wants to exchange arms for information about the mysterious world that has been expanding recently, and even wants to cooperate with [World Tree] to manipulate the political arena or ignite a new war. .

It wasn't until he met the Mysterious One that Gielgud realized how naive his previous ideas had been.

If the ranger or another party has murderous intentions, they can kill him at any time!

From beginning to end, he was just a toy for them to play with each other. What did guns, cannons, and bombers mean to them?

And he is actually on an equal footing with these mysterious beings...

Ridiculous.

He also takes himself too seriously.

Sighing, Gielgud put away his burned cigarette and read the ranger's contract conscientiously, no longer daring to pry into those mysterious areas.