Chapter 918: Front Line

Front Line

This was probably the most speechless and boring trial Cheng Shi had experienced recently.

The trial had started for two days, and he and the two teammates beside him were either rushing or rushing, either probing or probing. There was no risk on the outside, and everyone inside was vigilant, but it was far from the point of making a move.

In this complex and awkward atmosphere, the three finally arrived at the Boro Highlands of Twin Lakes County before sunset on the second day. Looking at the Grand Court of Judgment flags covering the sky and sun on the highlands, at this moment, they finally realized that the most magnificent battle at the end of the mid-Civilization Era was about to break out before their eyes.

The fire of 【War】 had been brewing for a long time, but it hadn't established a country yet.

The real spark didn't originate from the Grand Court of Judgment, but exploded from the Tower of Reason.

When the experimental resources controlled by the Scholarly Chairmanship were only poured into the experiments they evaluated and favored, those scholars who walked on the path of 【Truth】 for a long time without seeing hope and had no resources to continue moving forward realized that if this continued, 【Truth】 would be in the hands of a few.

This was clearly contrary to the vision of the Tower of Reason for knowledge circulation and universal wisdom, so protests from within started first.

Especially at that time, various faiths underground were no longer silent. Under the acceleration of countless different faiths spreading wantonly to the surface, the protests of the Tower of Reason became more and more intense, even directly erupting into large-scale confrontation events with academic departments and cities as camps.

In the mutual squeezing and confrontation of various academic departments, the anger of all parties became greater and greater. As time went on, someone proposed:

"Since each person's 【Truth】 cannot convince people through debate at the conference table, then simply dismantle the table, sharpen it into a spear, and stab those false believers who advocate crooked ways."

Not to mention whether the 【Truth】 believers who held their own views were false, but those scholars who really dismantled the table and picked up spears could no longer be considered 【Truth】 believers.

Thus, the spark of 【War】 ignited under the rule of 【Truth】, and the Tower of Reason erupted into a multi-point civil war under the banner of "clarifying 【Truth】."

Then the war situation got out of control, and even began to cross the border to poison the Grand Court of Judgment.

Imagine, if even 【Truth】, which claimed to be the "collection of universal laws," had oppression, then how could 【Order】, which was "only" a "single orderly law," be spared?

Thus, this fire of war burning on the surface of the Continent of Hope became more and more intense, almost dragging down the civilization that people had built with their own hands for thousands of years.

Until now, after fighting for many years, the various legions that were already showing fatigue were surrounded in the south by the Grand Court of Judgment and the Tower of Reason. The vested interests of 【Order】 and 【Truth】 were all looking forward to a decisive battle, letting the surface of the Continent of Hope return to peace.

But players all knew that this hope was soon dashed. Not only was it dashed, but this battle directly allowed the followers of 【War】 to swallow countless elites from both countries, establish a country in the south, and officially spread the name of 【War】 to every corner of this continent.

So looking at the flags fluttering across the mountains and plains ahead, although they felt shocked, they all knew that in a while, perhaps even within the 15 days of this trial, these fluttering flags would become the best firewood for the fire of 【War】.

Regarding this, the three felt exceptionally emotional.

Sun Miao picked up her electronic beeper again:

"There are too many outposts. We can't approach the central army tent by legal means after leaving the caravan. We need to get two sets of armor."

"It's best to have the attire of a supervisor, so it's convenient for us to mix into it and find... the npc each of us is interested in."

Cheng Shi thought the same, but he wasn't prepared to make a move, because there was someone more suitable to make a move on the scene.

Thus, he looked at the Master of Mime, and then they both looked at the rabbit in Cheng Shi's hand whose ears and fur had been plucked bald.

The rabbit was dying, almost motionless under Cheng Shi's intentional or unintentional abuse.

But Du Qiyu was still alive, and that was enough.

He was willing to come to the front line because his prayer was also related to this battle. But when he heard that a mage with a score far lower than his own dared to point fingers at him and make arrangements, Du Qiyu, who was trailing in the distance, sneered, directly released the two young eagles in his hand, and quietly disappeared into the river valley under the highlands.

He left.

Du Qiyu considered himself to have figured out Xiao Shi's bottom line and marked the target, and could return to find Xiao Shi at any time. So next, as long as he completed his own prayer first, he could better and faster send this old friend to reunite with another old friend before the trial ended.

As for what Du Qiyu's goal was...

He prayed to find a prop he had dreamed of.

With this prop, which was said to be stained with the power of 【War】, he could not only send Xiao Shi away at will, but also counter-kill those two justice-seekers who didn't know their place after the trial, to avenge the revenge of being chased and having his face scratched.

So he left silently and, through his talent, crossed the two and mixed into the Grand Court of Judgment's military camp first.

After waiting for a long time without any response, Cheng Shi sneered, threw away the rabbit that had closed its eyes and died in his hand, and smiled at Sun Miao:

"Move, Master. The beast can't be counted on. Now we can only do it ourselves."

Sun Miao also knew Zhao Xiaogua had left, but she didn't rush to move. Instead, she looked at Cheng Shi expressionlessly and typed frantically:

"Your relationship with him is unusual. Are you willing to share this past with me? As an exchange, I can reveal to you some of the past of our President Zhen Xin."

"That is an absolute secret that has never been recorded in any documents or books, and even the other vice presidents in the school have never heard of it."

"With these stories, I think you can occupy a certain initiative in your cooperation with her."

"How about it, interested?"

Cheng Shi was stunned, thinking this person was truly interesting. To get information, she even sold her own boss.

However, your information sense of smell is good, but your eye for finding trading partners is bad.

"What secret? Is it the secret that she grew up in an orphanage like me?"

"?"

Hearing Cheng Shi's teasing, Sun Miao's hand clearly stalled. Although she still had no expression, one could still see her shock from various details.

"Interesting. It seems your relationship with her is far more complex than I imagined."

"Speaking of which, you wouldn't really be Zhen Yi's boyfriend, right?"

"Such a secret thing, besides Zhen Yi, I can't think of any way you could have learned it."

Zhen Yi's boyfriend?

Tsk, that's all old history. You're outdated, sister.

The current version is...

"Hee~"

Cheng Shi "hee-ed" without warning, but it was this sound that scared the Master of Mime, who had a sharing desire and whose expression had never changed, into a drastic change of face. She even raised her hand at the first moment and cast a silence domain indiscriminately at her own feet.

"..."

Cheng Shi couldn't speak, but the smile in his eyes and the teasing at the corner of his mouth were more "poisonous" than any words.

The other party lost her composure again. This was the second time after misjudging the movement of the 【Dementia】 teammate.

Sun Miao also realized that this was just a joke, but this joke reminded her of some not-so-good memories.

She looked at Cheng Shi with a gloomy face, took a few deep breaths, and then typed again:

"I hope there won't be a next time for such a joke."

Cheng Shi shrugged indifferently.

Just mentioning someone's verbal tic could scare you like this. Heh, Zhen Yi truly lived up to the name of the first unlucky person.

However, it was only like this that it was good. Only such a "hee weapon" had deterrence.

The silence domain was still in effect. Cheng Shi opened his mouth and said a few words silently, but instantly he felt he was too stupid, so he reached out and asked for the other party's electronic beeper, typing not very skillfully:

"Stop wasting time, go find clothes."

Sun Miao's eye corner twitched, her face cold. She looked at her own "mouth" in Cheng Shi's hand, and that expression clearly asked: "Why me?"

Cheng Shi didn't explain much, just typed blindly:

"Hee, hee, hee, hee—"

Although the electronic sound's "hee" had no deterrence, the Master of Mime still understood the other party's meaning—that if you don't go, I'll keep "hee-ing" you.

Sun Miao couldn't bear it anymore. She snatched her beeper and walked toward the military camp without a sound.

Watching the figure of the other party leaving, Cheng Shi stroked his chin and thought deeply.

"A bit interesting. She's willing to team up with me even after being stimulated like this. It seems she's really interested in the current situation of 【Order】."

"However, is she interested or... is He interested?" ===== CHAPTER 919 =====

Watching the other person's departing figure, Cheng Shi rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

"Interesting. She's still willing to team up with me even after being provoked like that. It seems she's really interested in the current state of 【Order】.

But, is it her who's interested, or... is *He* interested?"