"We have received the requirements for equipment. For the materials you have sponsored, our Molten Hammer will do our best to fulfill your requirements."

The equipment finally confirmed was a pair of boxing gloves, a pair of arm guards, and eleven weapons of various types. Among them, what Kelot needs is a boxing glove, arm guard, and weapons. The extra ten weapons are rewards he intends to leave to the members of the Green Tree. The skeleton of the desert lizard is large enough, and the other third-level high-level monster bones in the space ring are more than enough to create these things. Kelot does not have to pay any money to build the entire equipment, because after learning that he has five third-level high-level monsters and a fourth-level overlord-level monster's complete skeleton and leather, the entire Molten Hammer was boiling. For Kelot, the future role of these materials may be to hang on the Green Tree's main island as decoration, but in the eyes of these people, they are rare high-level materials. With some auxiliary materials, various equipment can be made. Therefore, after obtaining Kelot's consent, the Molten Hammer gained control of the remaining materials.

Of course, the premise for this agreement to come into effect is that Kylot expressed satisfaction with the equipment he received.

"Nine in the morning tomorrow, right? I'll arrive on time."

"Okay, our Molten Hammer will wait for your return."

A group of people turned back when they arrived at the door. Before leaving, Kellot looked at the clock hanging in the hall, at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Strolling on the street with a black umbrella, the rain slid down the umbrella bones and formed a rain curtain. Compared to the morning, the rain at this time meant to expand.

With the equipment in mind, Kylot was in a good mood. Next, he planned to go to the big library of Oushelin to find some secret techniques that can protect the brain.

Although it is impossible for a large library to have secret techniques, it can let Kylot know whether such secret techniques exist, or whether there is a possibility of this aspect. He can also find them in a direction, so that he will not let his subordinates search with a general concept.

"Sir, do you want a newspaper? It's the latest news."

A child with a shabby felt hat came towards him, with a shoulder bag about the size of his chest hanging on his body, with more than twenty newspapers inside, and a plastic umbrella with a slightly crooked umbrella in his hand. The second half was still broken. In order not to get his goods wet, the boy always paid attention to letting the pretty intact part in front.

"Well, give me one, don't look for it anymore, I don't have any copper coins."

He took out a silver coin and put it into the boy's bag, and then took a newspaper from him.

"The Oushelin Stadium is damaged on a large scale, and the repair operation is still continuing... Does the Cthulhu nest be located? It seems that it was flattened, right? But this news...ah~ This kid! He actually gave me what others had seen. He really wasn't kind."

Kylot's eyes swept over a daily news in the newspaper. The information I saw recently mentioned the battle that broke out in the Cthulhu base camp. It was just that this was a message a week ago. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the lower left corner of the newspaper. The date five days ago was invisible. The child sold him the newspaper the day before yesterday!

Now that I think he is not thinking about it, the shoulder bags on the newspaper sellers commissioned by OuShelin should have conspicuous signs. The child's shoulder bag just now did not have any signs and was very worn. The other party came out to sell newspapers on such rainy days, probably because the passers-by were in a hurry and would not pay too much attention to details.

"Haha, I ran quite fast, at least I have to give me a copy of yesterday's, right?"

Looking back, the child was gone. Kylot shrugged. He was not going to have a quarrel with a child for a silver coin. He just wanted to change to a newspaper with no milk stains and a closer date.

I folded the newspaper casually and prepared to throw it into the trash can next to it. There was not much useful content in this newspaper that had lost its timeliness, but during the folding process, the news on the back of the newspaper still attracted Kylot's attention.

"A serial murder case occurred again shortly in the city of Oushelin. The garrison was investigating with all its might... It is reported that a large number of suspicious traces of witchcraft were found at the scene. Bishop Slanfindo believed that it was the witch's crime and filed a witch hunt warrant to the government... Witch? Younita..."

With the inside of his arm holding the umbrella handle, Kelot held the newspaper in both hands and looked up and down the entire page of information, especially the black and white photos on the newspaper. It looked a bit old. At least in recent years, black and white cameras have rarely been seen on the market. The photo shows a woman tied to a cross, covered with a layer of black veil and stacked firewood under her feet. Kelot certainly knows what this means. Most sects like to deal with pagans in this way. In many scriptures, there are records such as flames that can burn people's sins.

But in the eyes of many atheists, this is a more tormenting method. They tie people to a wood or iron cross, and then ignite them with large bundles of firewood below. The so-called pagans howled miserably in the flames. The devout believers below looked at this scene, and added a "trustworthy" priest to tell everyone that if they don't believe in our religion, that's the consequence. After such a stolen, loyalty must be increased several points, right?

The age and content of the photo can easily remind people of the witch hunting activities launched by the Japanese sect in the Lorraine Empire. Putting this photo in the center of the newspaper shows that the Japanese sect is determined to kill the witch clan, which forced Kylot to think of Unita, who aims to kill a bishop of the Japanese sect.

But it was only limited to thinking. When Kellot left, he had to go through the contact information of Yonita, but she refused. She was not going to involve Kellot in her revenge operation. This was her action and she could only do it alone.

He patted his palms on the photo twice, and finally threw them into the trash can beside him.

Wow~

Kylot, who was about to continue moving forward, was stopped by the roaring Xiliu again. A fresh smell of blood appeared nearby. It was located in the alley not far behind him when he came... a newspaper-selling child?

Frowning, he turned around and accelerated his pace. His boots stepped into the puddle on the ground, and the water splashed on the street. It was a few dozen meters away, and he could arrive in a sprint.

Unfortunately, it's still one step late!

The short body was in a twisted posture, and the chest of the upper body was cut open. Standing at the entrance of the alley, Kelot could only see the flesh and blood that was turned outward, but could not see what was missing inside.

The boy fell down next to the iron cover of the sunken ditch and sewer well. It was the equipment used for ground drainage in the city. It was like today when they came in handy, but what was flowing down now was not rain or dirty water, but bright red liquid.

Kylot was just standing at the entrance of the alleyway. He had seen many corpses, tall and short, fat and thin, and his way of death was strange, so he just stopped and watched for about 15 seconds, then turned around and left, leaving professional things to professionals. Not long after, there would naturally be people from the garrison to deal with the problem.

"No evil aura was noticed around. It was not something like a demon. It was difficult to track the smell because it was raining nearby. Orcs? Or some kind of monster that likes to eat human internal organs..."

The rain was still getting heavier, but Kylot's steps did not mean to speed up. He held the umbrella and rushed into the umbrella with the blessing of the wind, and then turned into a fog and dispersed.

The European Society Linda Library is a distance from Professional Street. When Kellot was on the road, he also considered calling a taxi, but after finally waiting for one, someone trotted up and got on the bus. What else could Kellot do? He couldn't punch him and was too lazy to compete with these people, so he simply walked.

So when he arrived at the library, it was almost five o'clock. It was not actually necessary for him to walk for more than an hour. He accidentally discovered a dessert shop that looked very good on the way. He spent most of the hour inside, tasted all kinds of desserts, and packed a few boxes before leaving to take them home.

"In this kind of weather, there are people coming to the library. One, two, three cars, all of them just came and came together... Are you planning to hold a reading party?"

There were three cars neatly parked at the entrance of the library, and there were signs of hot air rushing through the exhaust pipe behind the car. It was obvious that it had just stopped shortly after, and stepped on the stone steps and placed the umbrella by the wall when entering the door. The information he was looking for should belong to the professional area. After asking, he went directly to the third floor.

Put Xi Liu on the sofa, give it a few boxes of desserts to eat by himself, and take a seat by the way. Kylot shuttled between the bookshelf alone, looking for secret techniques for protecting the brain. He had read some books on this on Longya Island, but not many, but he had some ideas.

Protection, protection of the brain, Kylot's initial idea was to form a layer of energy defense in the skull to resist the diffusion of the airflow when the flow of courage was tempered by the head, but after trying it, he found that he could not do this at the moment. His control of energy was not yet at the level that he could form an energy barrier in his body at will.

In fact, if he can do this one day, he will not need a barrier, because at that time his control of the flow of courage can also reach a level of complete control, and naturally he can ensure that he will not hurt his brain.

The idea of ​​giving up the idea of ​​losing the energy barrier, but setting up a barrier that isolates energy is lingering in Kelot's mind, so he thought of another form of barrier----the barrier!

If a barrier can be established outside the brain, can the effect of protecting the brain be achieved? The energy barrier needs to be achieved through its own energy control, while barriers can be achieved by relying on mental power to achieve the effect of defending a certain place. Kellot wants to find the existence of this barrier in the book or the feasibility of this method.

"On the Principle of Barrier Defense" "On the Theoretical Possibilities of Barrier Arrangement Position"... "Feasibility Study of In vivo Barrier"

"The European Society Lin Library... is still a bit of a thing. There are only three barriers in the body. You must first know the possibility of laying barriers in your mind."

Roar ~

Kelot, who had just pulled the book off the bookshelf, heard Xiliu's roar the next second. There was only threatening in the roar, and there was no murderous intention, but if Kelot did not go back, the meaning in the roar might change soon.

He ran to the reading area with three books, and five people were surrounding Xiliu, who stood next to the dessert he was roaring quietly. The loud roars before were to call on Kelot. These few low roars meant that it began to feel impatient and was ready to use some means to get these people away!

"Hey! What are you doing to my cat!"

Kylot frowned at the first time. Xiliu's temper was irritable, but that didn't mean it would provoke others. Only when it felt offended would it not be able to suppress its temper. This means that the few people in front of him must have done something that made Xiliu unhappy.

"This is your... cat? Can cats have such roars?"

Someone turned his head and frowned and looked at Kelot, his tone was very bad, which made the cold light in Kelot's eyes rise.

"Then what do you think? Should you go up and check its identity? I can guarantee that it will give you a satisfactory reply."

He glanced at Xiliu on the table. The communication between them only required a look. The latter's sharp claws hidden in the flesh palm popped out in the moment. As long as the person in front of him dared to approach, he would definitely give him a memory that would be unforgettable for life.

"Of course I will go to the test. It is because of you, the disgusting professionals, that my case has made so slow progress. I tell you, don't think that you can be so arrogant with the support of the Mercenary Guild. This is the territory of OuShelin, a civilized person. OuShelin government is the boss here. You can give me some respect!"

It seems that I am feeling depressed because of something. The case? I am afraid it is the serial murder case that Ou Shelin recently had again. It was just resolved a while ago... Oh, that secret boy actually has little to do with the government. Some of them rely on Kellot, who was invited by the Abraham family, and the other part rely on which angel suddenly appeared on the Japanese sect. This does not deny the government's efforts in it. But the problem is that the people don't know whether you have worked hard. The people in the News Agency also don't care about the process at all. They only know that the result is that the sacred spirit sent by the government can only fight next to it, and the angels of the Japanese sect shine brightly in front of the camera.

The will of the people sometimes has a huge influence. Ten, twenty, or even hundreds of people think it doesn’t matter what something happens, but when this number becomes tens of thousands, the problem cannot be ignored. The seeds of dissatisfaction are planted in the heart. Now the government is pressing on their heads and cannot sprout. One day, the more trustworthy existence in their hearts appears in front of them and tell them, follow us, we are more trustworthy than the incompetent government, what will these people decide then?

This idea made the government leaders feel indescribable fear. They watched the Rima Sect use different ways to weaken their prestige and turn one people after another into believers, but they are powerless because of the other party's identity as the National Church, and even have to pinch their noses to approve when the other party proposes to establish a new church.
Chapter completed!