I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 137. You didn't die in vain, Imira...

This mechanical Alchemy Lab looked familiar to Char.

At the end of the series of missions to find Imira's legacy, what Jim was guarding was half a similar house, but it was already in ruins, as if it had experienced some kind of destruction and violent search.

The body of Imira himself was the opposite, and it seemed that the two were not related at all.

"You're finally back..."

Imira let out a long sigh of relief and sat back down on her multi-functional high chair. She even proudly raised it a few levels, making it seem like she was very skilled in the operation. It was obvious that she was showing off to Shaya, like a child who wanted to bathe in the envious eyes of others.

It was a pity that he did not seem to be familiar with this antique chair. He could only control two gears for the height adjustment, either too high or too low. For the sake of comfort, he had to force it to stop halfway, which was a little embarrassing.

Char showed a subtle smile, as if she saw through the other's thoughts. She stepped forward and adjusted the chair a few times, and the height adjustment of Imira became controllable at any time.

The mechanics of the second era are mostly between 120 to 140 centimeters tall. This chair is really not very useful for elves. It might be better to use it as an ornamental ...

Shaya hinted.

Amelia smiled awkwardly and stopped showing off.

He seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before going straight to the point.

Your Excellency, I actually have some rather selfish reasons for bringing you to this place ...

It's here!

Shaya immediately perked up.

[ triggered mission 'turn the tide'. Current stage:[ please leave the mechanical alchemy room of imila storm alive. ]

What?

Shaya became even more spirited when he saw the mission.

He had long guessed that this kid had brought him here without saying. word for some wicked idea. Moreover. this f. cking system would not let him sneak into the enemy's base like he was shopping. He must be waiting for a trap somewhere ...

But wasn't this karma coming too f * cking fast?

"Then may I ask, Sir, do I have the right to choose?"

Shaya asked.

"Of course I do ..."

Amelia smiled shyly, but she secretly took out something.

A head ring ...

It was one of the 14 " laurel crown " that Empress Yue GUI had created. Although it was crystal clear, it was glowing with a dark green light, giving off the smell of spring.

This was definitely the real one. With Shaya's senses, it was not difficult for her to notice that the power of the curse was like a fire in the dark, and even a trace of fire had a burning power ... And its toxicity.

The principle of perception was like touching it with one's mind, but he didn't dare to touch it.

He had long expected the identity of the 'treasure boy', imila, but he did not expect that this guy would even carry such a treasure with him ... It seemed that this alchemy room had solidified a hidden space, but with the death of its owner, it could not be opened, and these things had been sealed.

Sir, you are very familiar with the mechanical civilization, but this is our own civilization. Please allow me to introduce it to you. "This laurel crown has a beautiful name," said Amelia with a smile."It's called 'puppet.' Its curse had been changed from the 'curse of fate' to a curse that controlled the mind by the previous King. The effect was simple, but this side effect ... It's definitely unbearable for ordinary people, and I don't think you're willing to try it either."

Hearing this, Shaya could not help but secretly curse.

This sounded like " modification, " but in fact, it was not an exaggeration to say " waste.

What was the original curse?

It's Green!

It was the proud light of the grassland!

It was the gaze of old Wang next door!

This was a subtle, long, undetectable, and untreatable curse of fate. It had vaguely touched the skirt of the goddess normill, who weaved the fate of all things, and was connected to authority.

However, this Dark Elf king who had wasted such a precious treasure was actually so foolish as to think that he could do better than the Empress. He had changed it to a spell like " mind control " and " puppetry ". He must have been quite proud of himself!

Dumbass!

What a waste of heavenly resources!

However, Shaya did not dare to underestimate him.

"Sir, you're underestimating me. I've heard of this kind of thing before." "What exactly do you want me to do?" he revealed a fearful expression.

"Please allow me to praise your cooperation!"

great! Amelia praised, and then laughed as she flipped down from the chair, looking for something under the table.

Although he was still holding the headband in his hand, Shaya thought it was funny that she could grab it and restrain him if she moved. little ...

Wasn't this mission too free?

"Don't act rashly."

stop! Messiah suddenly stood up and stopped him.

"Eh? Why are you ..."

"This person ... He's very special." Looking at Imra, Messiah frowned and said, " some of your seemingly reasonable actions may lead to unreasonable results.

Shaya was shocked. This was the first time she had heard her goddess praise someone so highly.

"Simply put, he has the so-called 'true luck'. For example, if there was an earthquake in a cave and rocks were falling, he could avoid all the damage by standing still ... If he encountered a flood, then when he fell into the water, there would be driftwood floating over ... If he were to fall from a height of a few thousand meters, he would be blocked by all kinds of obstacles along the way. In the end, he would fall into the water and float all the way to the shallow beach ...

"What do you mean?"

"Simply put, he has the so-called 'true luck'. For example, if there was an earthquake in a cave and rocks were falling, he could avoid all the damage by standing still ... If he encountered a flood, then when he fell into the water, there would be driftwood floating over ... If he were to fall from a height of a few thousand meters, he would be blocked by all kinds of obstacles along the way. In the end, he would fall into the water and float all the way to the shallow beach ... Do you understand now?"

"What the f * ck? The protagonist's aura?"

it's different from that. He's just. little luckier than others in terms of 'survival'. .. The fate of all things was intertwined. When nomer wrote them, he could not completely predict the future. Instead. he let them develop and develop freely. Therefore. there would always be one or two lucky ones at the convergence point, which was the hub ... If you interfere, the string of fate that is connected to it will be connected to you."

Shaya more or less understood.

In other words, this guy's luck was equivalent to 'importance'- because he was particularly good at courting death and causing trouble, so he was connected to many things. If she killed him, these troubles would come to her, and then there would be new changes that were unpredictable ...

Even if he was a God's chosen one, this would probably affect the people around him.

However, after hearing so much from Messiah, Shaya felt that something was off.

"What's the result? Is it good or bad for me to become a hub?"

"I don't know."

Ah, it's comfortable!

This was the smell!

As if seeing through Shaya's unspoken criticism, Messiah immediately glared at him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I swear to the heavens that I'm not imagining things." Shaya immediately changed the topic. no wonder he's a death-seeking expert. He's obviously a rookie and naive, but he could stubbornly become a treasure boy. But why isn't he the main character?"

you can think of his 'luck' as a consumable that can't be killed. When it is overdrawn to a certain extent, it will lead to death. it's a coincidence, " said Messiah. these individuals who are in a pivotal position will become paranoid because of the luck they have since they were young. This is what you call a 'death-seeking personality'. Then, they will be optimistic until the day of death ...

Before she could finish, Amelia had already crawled out from under the table.

"I found it!"

He excitedly held up a basket of thumb-sized black stones, about one or two hundred of them.

He placed the basin of stones in front of Shaya and said mysteriously, ""Do you know what these are?"

"What?"

"A voice recording stone!"

what!??

Shaya was shocked!

Like photographic crystals, the voice-retention stone was a natural mineral that could store magic signals. It could be simply understood as a tape, but ...

What kind of work would require such a tape?

Record agency?

How was that possible? Andhaim didn't have an entertainment industry yet!

The biggest possibility was a recording! Monitoring! The intelligence Agency!

"That's right. Look at your frightened expression, I guess you must have thought of it! It's exactly what you think ..." Seeing Shaya's surprised expression, ymirjar immediately beamed with joy and said, ""These are the contents collected by the monitoring facilities I installed in the various princes" homes!"

"So many of them?"

Shaya had been shocked too much and was already numb to it.

What the f * ck, the Watergate incident in andhaim?

This was much better than President ni!

And this amount ... It wasn't just shocking, it was terrifying!

With the Dark Elves 'current level of technology, it was impossible for them to maintain any sophisticated magical monitoring facilities. Firstly, the technology was not enough. The surface did not have such advanced technology. They were not worthy. Secondly, the Prince's family was not to be trifled with. It was impossible that they could not feel such a strong magical wave ...

The only explanation was that as one of the top (few) researchers of mechanical civilization in andaheim, a fan of mechanical culture, and someone who Shaya thought was only at the elementary level of mechanics, imila had used his shocking knowledge to crush the illiterate Dark Elf princes.

It was the technology of the machinery civilization!

However, this was a big problem. The voice recording stone was a special magic mineral from the seventh era. Although it existed during the mechanical civilization, the geological evolution had not yet reached that level, so it was countless times weaker. At that time, a voice recording stone of the same size could only store sound information for 60 to 90 days, and the range was very narrow.

However, it was different now. The effect had increased more than ten times!

A voice recording stone could be used for at least ten years without being replaced. If the listening volume was set to a narrower range, the storage capacity would be even larger! It would be more than 30 to 50 years!

Then these stones ...

"Of course not all of them ... I've carefully selected all of them, and they're the real deal."

"I've never stopped monitoring those 'elders' in the past hundred years." At first, I was just curious, but later, I found out that prying into other people's secrets was an addictive thing ... I can't stop!"

He stirred these voice-retention stones, and the stones collided with each other, making a clattering sound. Coupled with ymira's infatuated eyes, it looked particularly terrifying.

Shaya was speechless.

My brother!

If you don't die, who will!

He was practically gritting his teeth in his heart as he said this.

Even if you want to die, you shouldn't do it this way ...

"These are all premium goods ... My elders are not only doing the things that 'nobles' should do. They even have dealings with the surface and plan how to defect to the enemy once the two sides fight ..."

As ymirjar spoke, he suddenly looked up at Shaya.

and now, the Empress is being fooled by such a shameless elf and is marching towards a ruin full of danger ...

say, if you disclose this matter and expose their true colors, can we turn the tables and become the heroes who saved andhaim ...

"A real hero?"

Oh, so he was waiting for me here ...

Shaya suddenly understood.