MTL - Overturned Tower-v2 Chapter 11 premonition of the inferior

The moment he saw the angel, Russell recalled the news he saw not long ago... and the information that the deer head had told him.

The so-called "Angel Resurrection Act".

Although it was expected, it came so fast.

But, how can you be so young...

Because Russell himself is a particularly young-looking type, he can easily judge the real age of others.

He can be sure that this girl is indeed only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Because of this, Russell's gaze became very complicated.

He still remembered what the head deer said to him.

The reason why the church made mechanical angels back then was to create special forces that could fight against mages.

These so-called "angels" are nothing more than selected qualified persons wearing a halo with a function similar to a "brainwashing ring".

Through the link with the church server "Holy Book", the halo continuously inputs a specific "fictitious personality" that can be recognized by the power of the holy order into the brain.

But because this is not a cover-type violent brainwashing... If the original personality and experience are too different from this inserted "fictitious personality" and are not compatible enough, self-doubt and brainwashing may arise in certain key judgments will fail. If the power of the Holy Order is lost at a critical moment, it may be

Therefore, the church has to select "qualified persons".

The power of holy orders of different categories is equivalent to different arms; the power of holy orders of different levels is equivalent to different military ranks.

There are a total of forty-five types of power of holy orders, and each type of angel has a similar personality.

Angels who are good at healing have similar gentleness and thinking patterns; angels who are good at judging have similar habits of justice and self-discipline.

...But, that's "soldiers" after all. Not only consumables, but also experimental products.

Before starting the transformation, no one knew that this time it would really succeed; before putting in the angels, it was impossible for the church to guess that they could win with one blow.

Even if the final result is good, this kind of behavior still makes Russell frown.

Only when I was thirteen or fourteen... no, no.

Considering that the war lasted for a while, and she didn't freeze immediately after the war, she may have become an angel earlier than that.

At that age, was he transformed into an angel and even sent to the front line just because he was qualified?

— like a deer head.

It seemed to feel Russell's gaze.

The young angel raised his head and happened to meet Russell's eyes.

She froze for a moment, then showed a very reserved smile.

The girl nodded to Russell, as if bowing; she smiled and raised the bag in her hand, as if waving to Russell.

A very polite girl—it occurred to Russell.

But when the girl was about to leave, she happened to see the suitcase on the back seat of the floating car.

Her steps stopped suddenly.

"…what?"

The girl leaned over with great interest: "Can I ask, what is this?"

"This..."

Russell opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to fool him.

But in his heart, he suddenly raised a little vigilance.

But soon, Russell realized that he had guessed wrong.

Because the girl then replied to herself: "It looks like an ordinary suitcase, but it has a storage battery for a small freezer hanging outside it, isn't it afraid of it exploding?

"Or, is this actually a portable refrigerator? But with such a small volume, what can be stored in it... um, organs, or medical drugs?

"But if it is placed here, won't it break when the brakes hit it? Will the battery not explode or leak when it is hit?"

...Are you a mechanical enthusiast?

Russell was a little surprised.

He could tell that the girl wasn't lying or being distracted—she was really interested in the box itself, not its contents.

So Russell became interested too.

"more or less."

Russell lay on the soft car seat of the co-pilot, turned around and chatted enthusiastically with the girl standing next to the back seat: "You guessed right, this is indeed a constant temperature refrigerator, which is characterized by being able to cool down to minus forty temperature, but it is not cold to the touch from the outside.

"And the box is mainly shockproof and shockproof, and the workmanship is quite good. It looks like the battery is exposed outside, but it is actually just a spare battery... The real battery and the cooling device are placed together in the box. bottom."

"That's it..."

The girl thought seriously: "But if the double battery needs to be used as a shockproof layer, the space inside will be too small..."

"—What are you doing, Ultramarine?"

The cold and vigilant voice sounded, making the girl tremble with fright.

The halo on her head buzzed for a moment, then returned to its previous brightness.

It is the poor who went to buy cigarettes and returned. As soon as he came back, he directly interrupted the chat between the two of them.

The poor man bit his cigarette, looked at the girl impatiently and vigilantly: "Angel... tsk."

"It's really troublesome" was written on his face unabashedly.

He stretched his hand across the air, and a display screen appeared in the air.

That is the illusory business card of the inferior as the special executive department, and it is also the proof of his identity.

"We are escorting vital supplies, ma'am."

The inferior replied indifferently: "May I ask what you are doing standing here?"

"No, I'm just a little curious..."

But the girl didn't see the business card at all, and her eyes didn't rest on it at all.

She looked at Russell and the inferior in a panic, and saluted clumsily: "I was the one to be rude, gentlemen... Excuse me."

"Well...it's okay."

The inferior raised his eyebrows, but his attitude suddenly became relatively gentle—at least not so rude.

He nodded to the girl: "Go slowly, ma'am."

When the floating car rose again, Russell, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned around curiously and asked, "What did you find?"

"What found what."

"Your attitude has suddenly improved."

Russell asked: "Did you notice any details?"

"That's right," the poor man answered vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "although I've never seen an angel in my life, to me 'angel' is just a term in mythology. But it doesn't stop me You know, the angel must not have a chip."

Indeed.

Russell nodded.

He still remembers those key time nodes.

——The first angel was born in 1103, the religious war ended in 1106, the mechanical angel fell asleep in 1107, and the "Seven Giants" were established in 1119.

The first-generation chip that can block spells was developed in 1123; the second-generation chip that can simultaneously block spiritual energy was developed in 1141—that is, sixty years ago.

The story of "Peter Pan" should have happened between 1123 and 1141.

Considering that he had become a famous fairy tale writer at that time.

That guy must be in his eighties or nineties...

At least the chip of 1123 must be installed in order to see the pattern sent by the inferior to other "chip holders".

Since the angels were frozen much earlier than this, it is impossible for the angels to see.

This is the temptation of the inferior.

"Just stared at her eyes and recorded the details of every frame. Except when my hand was raised, she subconsciously focused her eyes - this is normal, if her eyes don't move, instead It means that she has expected it. If that happens, I will attack her immediately. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"But as she looked up, she didn't see the business card I projected. Her eyes didn't focus on that place... and human instincts cannot be easily restrained. It's like saying 'don't think of When you see a pink elephant, a picture will appear in your mind unconsciously."

"When I confirmed that she did not have a chip and proved that she is a real angel, I naturally wouldn't embarrass her."

"...You are really cautious."

Russell responded helplessly: "How could someone pretend to be an angel? The church is not a vegetarian. And you also feel the power of the holy order, right? That kind of intimacy can't be wrong."

"That's not necessarily true. What if it's just a skin prosthesis that emits light and releases artificial glands that can increase people's liking?"

"...You're a bit exaggerating, inferior. That kind of thing is easy to recognize."

"Probably. I think it's better to be cautious."

The inferior replied indifferently: "Or there is another possibility.

"That is, I hate angels from the bottom of my heart. So I have preconceptions and hope that the other party is a fake."

"Hate angels?"

"Well. Because I never think that the arrival of an angel is good news."

"But they are here to wipe out the mercenary organization in the lower city."

"…Ah."

Hearing this, the inferior couldn't help but sneer: "If it's really just that, I'll thank them.

"Even if the angels really came to purify the lower city, the church definitely doesn't want them to 'only purify the lower city'."

The poor ones put out the half-smoked cigarettes in the ashtray.

"Look, Russell."

He prophesied like this: "Big trouble is going to happen in the lower city."