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 The person in front of him was nearly thirty years old, with silver hair, and was wearing a silver-white guard uniform. His green eyes were full of good-natured ridicule towards Wright.
 He is slightly taller than Wright and has a much stronger build. The slight scar on his broad, angular face and the old tactical trousers covered with hidden patches all indicate that he is also an experienced man. The [Warrior] who fights.
 There are some hints of this person in the memory fragments in Wright's mind, but apart from vaguely knowing that he has a good relationship with him, there seems to be only one name left - Brett Klein.
 It seems to be the name of a great family in the old Western Continent Empire before the New Yuan Dynasty.
 "Okay, I see you are also in a daze. Hit told me that you fainted after coming out of the underground entrance alone. You were smelling of alcohol. If he hadn't called in the mechanical warfare of the escort team, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death in the car. Well, I'm not here to accuse you. General George asked me to bring you something. By the way, he values ​​you very much." Brett said and patted Wright hard again. shoulders.
 What? Fainted at the entrance? Still smelling of alcohol? Shouldn't I have fainted after fighting the Lost One? By the way, there is also the red magic source power. By the way, the man named Yatuo elicited the red magic source power but did not tell me the details.
 Looking at the rare bright morning light that penetrated from the dome, Wright felt even more sleepy than the dim night. He covered his forehead with his right hand and tried to make himself more awake. However, his calf became weak and he almost fell down. underground.
 "Hey, be careful. Brother Wright, you really can't drink so much. None of the old guardsmen who went in with you are like you. You have to change your old habits." Brett said worriedly. Wright helped him sit down on the dilapidated stairs aside and said rather resentfully:
 "By the way, that old man George is going to give you a few days off. You can go anywhere these days, just don't wear guard uniforms, and you can study this thing. Don't you like tinkering with these machines? It’s left for you. But it’s a pity, we have combat missions all day long, so there’s no way we can take a day off.”
 After saying that, he took out something wrapped in coarse cloth from his arms. It was slightly larger than the palm of his hand. When he pinched it, it felt hard to the touch. The thing inside seemed to be a box.
 "Oh, thank you." Haibo carefully took the small package and put it in his jacket pocket.
 "By the way, Wright, I heard from Hit that you went in with that boy De, and you came out so drunk. Has he come back? There is something wrong with calling him over at the Guards Headquarters. If you say something about him, say it yourself every day. He tries to abide by the rules, but when he gets to the point where no rules apply to him, Brett complained.
 "Uh, De?" Haibo's nerves, which had just been relaxed, suddenly became tense.
 Although De was penetrated by Yato the Lost, he was afraid that he would be infected and was forced to "help" him. But if the higher-ups in the escort team find out about this, he will inevitably be suspected of attacking his colleagues.
 Moreover, the underground space is extremely dark and almost no one passes by. Even if checking the water channels is a task assigned by the superiors, if something happens there, you will inevitably be wronged.
 What's more, I am just a low-level guard member who has just been transferred from the outer area. He is my captain. If the matter is spread, the front page of the city newspaper will read:
 "Shocked! In the dark underground of Sogra, the members of the escort actually did this to the captain! It's outrageous!"
 Although he was induced to know the secret of the "red magic source power" that he had written before, the Socra Committee and the Socra Military Tribunal would not speak to him.
 He now has two choices: one, tell Brett the truth, and then ask to hide it with him.
 Second, keep it to yourself, don’t tell anyone, and pretend that De has disappeared.
 I'm sorry, De, your sacrifice will definitely be meaningful in the future.
 Without any hesitation, Wright chose the latter!
 "Uh, I'm not sure. I guess... I probably drank too much last night. I can't remember clearly what happened after checking the No. 27 waterway."
 "Oh, forget it, you can have a good rest. But Wright, if you are in danger, come to me immediately. After all, I came to this city two years before you did."
 Seeing Wright's answer, Brett didn't ask further questions, but there was still a trace of doubt and worry in the corners of his eyes that were not easy to detect.
 Since something like that happened near the newly excavated ruins outside Sogra two days ago, when we meet again, it seems that the Wright in front of him has become strange, but he still has the same black pupils and the fluent and iconic Zine Empire There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the dialect.
 After a few pleasantries, Brett patted Wright on the shoulder again and said goodbye to him worriedly.
 Although they are good friends, the thing that is currently weighing on the guard's head, apart from the German who has not yet returned to the team, is the "Blood Night Ritual" set by the Socra Committee half a year ago. He has a premonition of this secret that has been silent for five years. Big events will happen in the wasteland city that has lasted for more than a hundred years.
 "Huh, I'm finally gone. This Brett seems to be Wright... uh, my most important friend. Indeed, friends in the wasteland are a rare asset, and Germany's affairs should not be hidden from him. But compared to this From a point of view, the life of every living person should be the most important." Wright complained, and he had naturally and fully integrated into Wright's identity.
 The humming of machinery outside was still mixed with the sour smell of sewers and kept pouring into the small three-story house he rented. It seemed that he had long been accustomed to this in his memory.
 I tried to move my sore calf, but fortunately there was nothing wrong with me. It was just because of my poor physical fitness and the previous fierce battle with the Lost and the Heartless that exhausted my energy.
 Sleep alone is still not enough to restore all physical strength. Moreover, for some reason, Wright, oh, no, he was injured, so it seems he needs to replenish himself.
 General George gave me almost a thousand new coins before. If converted into new ducats, the world's golden universal gold coin, one is an ounce, which is estimated to be 28.57. However, these new ducats should not be that convenient to carry around, rather than these banknotes.
 Thinking of this, Wright ignored the pain in his legs and body and stumbled upstairs, holding on to the dilapidated handrails that made a "squeaking" sound like a wooden bed shaking left and right at any time.
 "It's still these banknotes. Although I don't quite remember why he gave them to me, George objectively gave me protection in this city. I have to thank him properly when I have the opportunity. Of course, this large amount of wealth cannot be spent all now. Although I no longer regard money as dirt, after all, I don’t know if there are any other means of income.”
 Thinking of this, Wright took out the brand-new new currency banknotes from his jacket pocket and spread them out with the portrait of the city hero of Socrata printed on the front, and took out one from the middle and placed it on the table.
 Immediately afterwards, he fumbled and found a circular switch at the bottom of the dark table. Relying on his skilled daily memory, Wright first moved almost two spaces to the left, and then pulled out a small drawer from the middle of the big drawer and put the remaining banknotes and A bunch of mechanical parts saved up at some point were put together.
 After doing all this, Wright glanced at the half of the black bread he had eaten yesterday at the corner of the table. After hesitating for a long time, he was ready to finish the remaining food before buying anything else.
 "As expected, it's still tasteless." Wright used an idiom with a wry smile.
 Everything in the wasteland is precious. For humans without special power protection, a slight virus or mysterious power will kill them instantly.
 Therefore, everything in the wasteland is worth cherishing, including food.
 In Wright's memory fragments, food snatching often occurred in the outer areas of Socra city and even other strongholds ruled by the Zine Empire. In fact, sometimes it was not just food, but also medicines, bandages, daily necessities, and even the opposite sex. Being robbed as objects.
 Fortunately, the city of Socra retained many of the pre-New Yuan technologies of the Zine Empire. At least some crops could be grown in greenhouses under this dark dome.
 After eating the bread completely, Wright's empty and constantly "roaring" belly finally felt a little satisfied.
 It seems that these are not enough. I feel like Yatuo has done something terrible to me. The red magic source power makes my body weaker. No, I still have to buy some food. By the way, I also have the magic source power. Let’s learn more about the red magic source power.
 Since Yato, the lost one, is unwilling to tell me the truth, or there is something that cannot be said clearly, then I have to rely on myself.
 But what should we buy first? This is a wasteland world, and the food is not that abundant, but there should be animal offal, plant roots and less important animal blood. Those things are cheap, delicious, clean and hygienic.
 How about getting a hexagonal copper container and making a hot pot?
 It seems quite ritualistic!
 After complaining for a while, Wright's attention was still attracted by the dark yellow package on the table.
 I had noticed its existence since I woke up from my sleep just now, but I ignored it for a while because of the interruption from my landlady Reina and my good friend Brett.
 Is it from General George? By the way, why not ask Mrs. Reina if anyone has been in or out of my room.
 Thinking of this, Wright habitually opened the door, stood on the stairs and shouted downstairs:
 "Mrs. Lena, has anyone been to my room?"
 After four or five seconds, there was a sound of heavy and rapid footsteps mixed with words like the crowing of a rooster:
 "I didn't know that I locked the door after you went out. I'm warning you, if you lose something, you are responsible for it. Don't rely on me!"
 "oh."
 After giving a perfunctory response, Wright was no longer obsessed with the person who delivered the package, but the package itself.
 He carefully looked at the thing wrapped in yellow kraft paper. It seemed that there was nothing valuable inside, otherwise it would not be packaged in such a cheap way.
 Maybe, there's food inside? The second package from General George?
 What if there is a bomb or a virus?
 After struggling for a few minutes, Wright still shook his head. After all, if someone wanted to harm him, they had already succeeded a hundred times during the time when he traveled through the world and when he went underground in Socra. This thing might just be another bag of "life." Supplies".
 Thinking of this, Wright no longer hesitated. After finding the small paper knife from the corner of the table, he carefully cut along a slightly protruding cavity.
 In addition to a simple linen garment for daily wear, the package contained several milky white flower petals with artificially painted special symbols, and a postcard written in the Zine Empire language.
 There was nothing special about the clothes, but the petals had a special fragrance. After Wright fanned them with his hands and smelled the smell, he actually felt a kind of comfort and relaxation coming from the depths of his soul.
 Wright quickly patted his forehead. In his memory, people in the wasteland were most afraid of lying down and relaxing, otherwise they would pay the price with their lives if they were not careful.
 However, he didn't remember any information about the pattern on the petals. It was an inverted triangle drawn in the middle of the square along the midpoints of the three sides as the vertex, and in the center of the inverted triangle was drawn a smaller six-pointed star that fit the sides.
 "Maybe it's the pattern of a certain religion? Or the coat of arms of a certain country or force? Forget it, I'll just take a look at this postcard."
 As he spoke, Wright held the postcard with the Sugra "Mechanical Element" factory pattern printed on the back in front of his eyes and read the text on it:
 "Congratulations on passing the test. Your worship of 'Order' qualifies you to listen to prophecies. If you want to know more about this world, please go to No. C-404, Sogra Storm Block. We know that you are looking for something Magical power, the messenger of the sequential gods will give you the answer."
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 [Fantasy+Cthulhu+Wasteland+Steampunk+Dihua Flow+Group Portrait+Behind the Scenes] 
 In the alternation of wasteland and mystery, nightmares are whispering. Under the blending of dawn and fantasy, fate is calling again. 
 In the year 527 of the New Era, I woke up in the dome and the mist-shrouded Socra! 
 Wasteland, machinery, giant ships, magic dragons, alien beasts, the surviving people of the New Yuan Dynasty crawled and screamed; magic, unintentional people, the lost, the floating divine realm, the crazy humble monsters screamed for their lives. 
 The Paradise of the Fourth Age emerged, and I saw the holy scepter representing darkness and sin. 
 Summoned by the bloody night of the sequential gods, I use my red eyes to dig out the truth of the world. 
 The gods of the wasteland send blessings. 
 The long night in the wilderness welcomes the dawn. 
 This is a game of thrones in the wasteland! 
 (No system, purely original world view, focusing on exploration and adventure. The first volume "Echo" focuses on the world view construction such as power system, myths and legends, historical background, etc., and has been completed. The second volume "Calling" focuses on adventure, combat and revelation, and has been officially Start serializing!)
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 In the future interstellar era, the genes of the earth’s organisms will mutate, and giant mutated creatures will besiege human beings. The fate of human beings is at stake. 
 In order to survive, Yang Xiao has since entered a crazy evolutionary journey of genes. 
 “Hunt mutant spiders, get genetic fragments,” 
 “Hunt mutated giant tilapia and get genetic fragments,” 
 “Hunt the queen bee queen, get the genetic fragments, drop a golden bee sword, and a golden book of golden bee swordsmanship,”
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 As a star, he had seen the best times. He found something scary and turned to an almighty man for help. In the end, they fell in love with each other. Zheng Quzhi said:“Mr. Wei, there is something dirty!” Wei Yan called him over and did something… It turned out the man was even scarier than ghosts…
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 This is a virtual world composed of various films and televisions. Everyone in the world is working hard to conquer each copy, hoping to obtain copy rewards and become stronger. 
 Chen Ye, who came through, was pleasantly surprised to find that the copies that were difficult for everyone to pass were all the various film and television works he had seen in his previous life! ! 
 Therefore, Chen Ye, who is familiar with the plots of these films and TV dramas, became super god… 
 “Great Tang”: Reincarnations have turned to Li Chengqian, Li Ke, and Li Tai one after another. Chen Ye chose to teach Li Zhi and eventually became an emperor! 
 “Wu Xia”: Everyone is thinking of ways to join the school to learn kung fu, only Chen Ye knows where the secrets are. 
 “Marvel”: When most of the Samsaras were slammed by the Avengers, Chen Ye had already collected six infinite stones!
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 Lu Wuyi opened his eyes and realized that the world had changed.
 The world in front of him had no splendid magic, nor had it developed to the extreme.
 Yes, there are only summoners who contract to summon monsters.
 And he happened to be such a summoner, although he was not a professional yet, although his initial summoner was a bit scumbag.
 But it doesn’t matter, because he is carrying a hanger!
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 As one of the interstellar administrators, Pei Ming found that in several small worlds among the many worlds he was in charge of, the appearance of scumbags caused some kind and excellent girls to die in depression, or ruin their lives. 
 Several small worlds are facing the disaster of collapse immediately because of excessive resentment. In order to maintain the stability of the small world, Pei Ming was forced to bind the system and accept the fast-passing mission. 
 He will help the miserable girls who are persecuted by the scumbags, thereby reducing the grievance value and maintaining the stability of the world. So he dressed as a scumbag in all kinds of worlds. 
 1. Dress up as the arrogant and brainless second-generation ancestor – daughter-in-law, you are a heroine, I will not drag you down 
 2. Dressed as a phoenix man who cheats marriage – daughter-in-law, I won’t take the money that I get for nothing 
 3. Dress up and kiss the princess’ scum father-daughter, don’t be afraid that your father won’t sacrifice you to maintain peace. (I will add the rest slowly) 
 The male protagonist Xiangkuai Chuanwen, daily update, every night at nine o’clock 
 Put my pre-collection “Those White Moonlight Who Died Early (Quick Pass)” 
 The mission boss Yin Tao, codenamed 001, woke up again and bound the Bai Yueguang system. Her mission was to change the fate of Bai Yueguang and live a different life for those Bai Yueguang who died early. 
 System: Your mission is to live a different life. 
 Yin Tao slightly curved her lips: I understand, I can, I understand. 
 After several mission worlds in a row, the system was stunned at the achievement of Yin Tao, the 001 boss, how was it different from what he imagined. 
 Yin Tao smiled: Isn’t this a different life? 
 Following the rules is the most boring in the world, so when she returned again, Yin Tao decided to let herself go and do whatever she wanted. 
 The White Moonlight of the Emperor 
 General Bai Yueguang: I’m sorry that Jiangshan and the pro-Princess are in trouble 
 The White Moonlight of Buddha’s Son: When Buddha saves everyone, he should save me 
 (Let me think about the rest)
 Content label: Face-slapping, quick-wearing, and Shuangwen’s counterattack 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Pei Ming ┃ Supporting role: The road to the reversal of the male supporting role (quick wear) ┃Others:
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 Heed my call! O’ Dragon of Eternal Sin, the Progressive Disaster, the Forerunner, the Land of Eternal Peace, the Flames of Soul Burning, He Who Owns The Deep Soul, the Sound of Origin, the First Cause of All Things, the Principle of Circles… o’ great Negary, your servant calls for your return! 
 Within the darkness, someone was harmoniously chanting, he was smiling, as he knew he would finally become one with his God. 
 And all of this, came from the remnant soul that was deceived to travelling to a different world and had his Protagonist Aura stolen. 
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 A Sky God’s Spiritual Foundation. It was the greatest natural treasure in all of existence, but the sacrifices one must make to gain the approval of such an entity was unimaginable.
 Ryu is a genius amongst geniuses.
 He was born with the four Grand Ancestral Bloodlines. The Lightning Qilin. The Fire Dragon. The Ice Phoenix. The Fire Phoenix…
 He was blessed with an Ancestral Grade Bone Structure and Ancestral Grade Meridians. The Ice Jade Crystal Bones. The Chaotic Silk Meridians…
 However, none of it mattered. Born with a False Spiritual Foundation, it seemed that all of his talent would go to waste. Unless…
 Unless he was willing to grasp his Fate in his own hands.
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 “Is this really a f*cking cannon fodder counterattack system???” Zhou ZiRuo transmigrated into a game and became a shapeshifting, cannon fodder, baby fox demon.
 As a new (male) fox demon, he thought his task was only to counterattack the gold-fingered, peerless, super explosively cool, iceberg protagonist.
 But why did the iceberg protagonist seem like he was possessed by a death god, with NPCs dropping dead left and right everywhere he went?
 Why must he help the protagonist investigate the incidents or else the counterattack percentage would fall through the floor, leading to his death?
 As Zhou ZiRou wearily investigated the supernatural cases, at the same time, he walked down the grand path of counterattacking the protagonist and kicking him to the curb.
 Yet no one knew that under the iceberg protagonist’s calm and proper exterior was a heart that was both kuudere and wicked.
 System: Congratulations! The counterattack was successful!
 Zhou ZiRou: You motherf*cker, you never said that I’d counterattack into the role of the female lead ahhh!!!
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 The prestigious He family was reunited with their lost-lost heir. Everybody was looking forward to the Revenge of the Real Daughter or some cliché stories prestigious family drama. Alas, the long-lost Chu Qianli was only interested in playing cards, dice, and spreading superstitions (?).
 Chu Qianli transmigrated into a little white flower in a novel with a strong female lead. She had no interest in meddling in the fight over gains in a wealthy family or the romance between the male and female leads. All she wanted to do was focus on her astrology and her pursuit in Marxism.
 Original Male Lead: “Aren’t you going to fight over the family fortune with me?”
 Chu Qianli: “No way. You do the work; I take the dividends. I am a dawg if I ever set foot in the company.”
 The entire world knew that the surname of the daughter of the He family was not He. Her specialty was Tarot cards, numerology, seeing into the future, and she was never wrong!
 “Lao He, I need your daughter’s help!”
 “I’m so sorry. She just started university and is not home.”
 “……Oh? What is she majoring in?”
 “Marxist Philosophy.”
 “? ? ?”
 Chu Qianli: I might be a guru in numerology but I am a firm believer in Marxism. I am not a fortuneteller.”
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 The world is made up of the five elements, and it could be divided into Yin and Yang.
 Beneath the heavens, on the ancient divine center continent, billions of lives thrive in the prosperous era of the cultivation.
 Across its vast lands, happiness, sadness, reunion, and separation&nbsp;played out in the long lives of those seeking immortalhood.
 Light is always accompanied by darkness, and under the radiance of the heavens, there are silent shadows&nbsp;moving about…
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 The age of super power is coming, dark matter, star power technology, awakened, fissure star beast, mutant creatures have appeared one after another…
 Human beings have awakened all sorts of strange abilities, element type, strengthening type, super power type, transformation type…
 “Agility 10, speed 10 m/s; Agility 7900, speed 7900 m/s, isn’t this the first cosmic speed? I really want to go to heaven!”
 “Calculated like this, the strength exceeds 100 million, and the star is wiped out with one punch?”
 “I want to be a man with a humanoid star destroyer.”
 “How many dishes? Drink it like this. Wake up! You’re just a rookie with Strength 10.”
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 Greatness begins with smallness.
 Reborn as the son of a low-level nobleman who is extremely small for the entire world.
 The cruel and dark gods, the alien races who look forward to humans, only wizards can guarantee the reproduction and survival of humans.
 Al walks on the edge of the world, explores the mysteries of the world, step by step to the peak of the wizard’s seat.
 “Under my protection, mankind should gain eternal reproduction and survival. All foreign enemies are inviolable. Only the blow of our wizard Thunder is waiting for them!”
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