It started to rain. It was just a drizzle at first, but soon it started to rain heavily.

The door of Mengshui Department opened slightly, and mottled moss trails climbed up in front of the steps silently.

Summer is coming soon, and this continuous rain may be a sign.

"Huh..." A wisp of green smoke slowly came out from the red, warm and moist cigarette end, just like a low-altitude bird, but was washed away by the raindrops on its first flight.

net.

"This rain can at least make it a little cooler here." Martin yawned comfortably and squatted at the door smoking a cigarette. Next to him, Sheldon stood silently, looking at the outside of the Dream Department.

People walking in a hurry on the street.

"If there weren't so many things to do, maybe I could have some leisure time. Now is a good time to eat cucumber." Marshall's lips curled up slightly, and he finally sighed helplessly and responded to his colleague, Martin.

"Nowadays, no one dares to sell anything on the street. There are only a few shops, and they are shockingly expensive..." Martin took a long puff of the cigarette in his hand and exhaled it slowly.

Snap!

Unfortunately, a huge drop of rain hit the cigarette butt still with sparks in Martin's hand.

"Damn... God is not kind to me, but he still prevents me from smoking!" Martin sat down tiredly, turned around and smiled helplessly at his boss.

The guy opposite was introduced by me! Well, that’s right!

"Smear less, it will help your health. Besides, this rain is not the magic rain dropped by the World Tree. It will fall as soon as it falls."

"I was not hurt badly by the damn rain last time..." Martin smiled bitterly, "To be honest, that was basically our workload for several years."

"No wonder the research office of the Dream Division is so idle. Data can be copied from heaven to earth." Sheldon laughed loudly, "Really, sometimes I want to quit those stupid pigs one by one."

"Oh, it's worth it to Meng Si... right?" Martin waved his hand, "Besides, he's thriving now. By the way, your son has grown up a lot recently."

"Yeah, maybe it's because I'm growing taller."

"But it's a bit too fast..." Martin watched helplessly as he watched the little guy grow as tall as his ankle.

"My son has a special constitution, so please bear with me."

"It's really strange." Martin didn't ask much. Anyway, he had heard rumors from the neighbors that there were many children who grew up in one day.

"Let him grow up on his own. It's not a bad thing anyway. We will still take him for treatment in two years."

"It must be more than three magic marks, I think." Martin secretly blessed this cute child in his heart, "So well-behaved and obedient, I can't even impart some special 'little knowledge' to him, hehe.

"

"I don't need you to teach me, okay!" Sheldon cursed with a smile, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, there are still things to do. It seems that the things at the orc apartment are still unfinished, so you can take the children to me."

"Yes, sir!" Martin said with an exaggerated and lewd smile, "I will definitely teach your child to be more perfect!"

"Teaching a perfect little pervert?" Sheldon had already imagined Martin taking little Martin, looking around like Martin.

"Haha, hahaha..." Martin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, okay, I don't ask you to teach him anything, just serve him well."

"Well, I understand."

"Thank you, I will apply for a salary increase for you later."

"Thank you, boss. It's rare to have free time. I can finally take a rest."

In fact, all Sheldon has been thinking about lately is the Merlin Cult and the Original Church.

Regarding the Merlin Cult, he actually had an indescribable feeling of alienation. Ever since he knew that he would be handed over to Merlin in the end, his heart began to feel uneasy. Maybe he had feelings for such a good little boy.

baby.

As for the Original Church...what are they doing? Why do they seem to have disappeared?

The church near the "Twilight Land" disappeared, and there was no letter in Orc Apartment No. 1...

As Sheldon dealt with the work at hand, his mind became increasingly wandering.

...

Orc Special Zone, Shura.

It rained today, but not heavily. In order to prevent their furs from getting wet, the orcs opened the umbrellas they had prepared and opened colorful flowers under the rain.

"Hmph, hateful humans!" A fat pig-orc was confronting a merchant, "How much does this, something that looks very fresh, cost!"

He was holding four silver coins in his hand and had a pocket behind his back, which seemed to have something in it.

"Three, three copper coins. Three copper coins for the cabbage!"

"Then why did you sell one silver coin each before? Could it be that the quality of your cabbage is not good!" The pig man grabbed the cabbage vendor's collar and almost lifted it up.

"No... no! The quality is very good, very good, and we only sell it for one silver coin each!" The cabbage vendor responded quickly, struggling, and kept saying how fresh his cabbage was.

"Hmph! Don't lie to me, we orcs are all smart!" The pig orc who paid a silver coin got the cabbage he deserved, smiled arrogantly, and swung his tail under the merchant's speechless gaze and left.

go.

A bunch of idiots.

The first traders to dig gold always make the most money. In this land where everything is new, large tracts of ancient items are constantly changing hands, and mineral bones with runic magic are also constantly circulating from Rubis.

Arrive at Pangaia.

Overall, this is a win-win situation, except that the Luling people earn more...a little.

Well, just a little bit.

However, the worrying thing is that these orcs seem to be incredibly stupid, and most of their power levels are like those of an eight or nine-year-old child - it does not mean that they are not intelligent, but that they are too easily deceived and easily immersed.

In your own ocean, you can give money as you like. Under normal circumstances, you will give much more like this...

With the passage of time, the structure of the buildings in the Orc Special Zone has been roughly completed, and various simple government departments have also taken root here.

It's just that here, most of the solutions to problems are not based on brains, but on one's own muscles, and more on one's own coaxing ability.

To the west of Shura, there is a church, with gray marble walls and fine and hard stone pillars, mottled with stars engraved on them.

A small bunch of roses sparsely bloomed in front of the church door, exuding a rich fragrance.

There are still a lot of orcs here, and they who are very curious will certainly come here to take a closer look.

However, they found that there was no one here, the pulpit was empty, the seats were empty, and the room was empty.

Everything is empty, as if this place is abandoned and no one is using it.

Soon, these orcs who had lost interest left these large and small rooms, walked down the empty aisles, and exited the church hall.

The raindrops were mottled, maybe because he didn't bring an umbrella, a bunnyman with a slumped face ran into the interior of the church in a panic to take shelter from the rain.

"Huh...huh..." This rabbit orc seemed to be in a bad mood. He must have been a little bit wet by the rain.

There's no one here anyway, so it's no big deal to come in and take shelter from the rain——

"--Hello."

How, how, how could it be!

The rabbit orc turned around in panic and saw an old man in a white chanting robe walking towards him step by step!

"You, who are you? I have never seen you in this building before!" The rabbit orc looked particularly vigilant.

"I am the bishop of this church, and I believe you are not in the mood to know my name." The old man smiled, and then the rabbit beastman saw clearly that he was holding a gray-white papal book in his hand.

"Why didn't you come here before..." The rabbit orc looked around at the surrounding environment and found that the dust here had been swept away.

"It takes some preparation time after all." The man smiled easily and spread out the book in his hand, "Since we are here to take shelter from the rain, please take a few minutes to let you understand our teachings."

"Weird..." The rabbit orc muttered in a low voice, always feeling that the other party was a kind of magic stick.

The man smiled slightly, parted his lips, and spoke out the syllables: "We are the original church, and we achieve the deepest unity of all things by dissociating everything and reconstructing everything. This is Didamo's guidance to us...

..."

"Dissociation..." the rabbit-orc repeated softly.

"As long as we reach the ultimate level of dissociation, I believe that the difference between you and us will no longer exist." The old man smiled kindly.

"Of course, we now have some clues. For example, you can freely switch between the appearance of humans and orcs by chanting the magic chant. Don't worry, you will not be seen at all."

"This..." The rabbit orc was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Because after the transformation, the original structure of life has been reset. Of course, the cost of the demon's effectiveness is part of the life force. As long as it is not overused, it can be recycled in a controlled manner."

"Really, is it possible?" If this is possible, then the range of action of the beasts can be infinitely expanded from the small area of ​​​​Sura.

"Haha, that's for sure. After all, this is Didamo's gift and the great power of [Hand of Dissociation]."

Outside the church door, the rain was still falling in pieces, which was a sign of summer.

In fact, the line between late spring and early summer is blurry.

In [Land of Desire], this boundary is quietly erased.

Under the heavy drizzle, a motorcade was slowly approaching the east-west dividing line of this land, the Tata River.

Compared with the small and narrow carriage, this broad and rushing river seems to accommodate everything. Various villages and buildings are built around the two banks of the Tata River, relying on it and being attached to its plumpness.

This is also the dividing line between gentleness and roughness.
Chapter completed!