6kv Chapter 50 Exploration
Chapter 50 Exploration
The embers of two thousand magic crystals still drifted in the air.
Lorraine looked at Lyra in front of her.
This newly minted second-tier "Destiny Witch" was staring intently at him with her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one gold.
The blush on her face from the kiss hadn't completely faded.
The air was eerily quiet.
Victor's gleaming molten longsword slammed onto the floor with a clang.
"Zero...zero?"
The seasoned knight, like a child who had just learned to count, stammered as he repeated the number.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his gaze shifted from Lyra to Lorraine, then back again, as if to confirm whether he had misheard something.
On that northern icy plain, a monster legion led by the fourth-tier monster "Winter of Blades" was crushing them with invincible force.
Now, someone is telling him that the army will lose? And that it will be a complete and inescapable defeat?
"Miss Lyra."
Olivia snapped out of her shock, her first instinct being to check her purse to make sure she'd actually spent the two thousand magic crystals.
"Are you sure that... that 'Threads of Fate' hasn't short-circuited? We're not facing a bunch of mindless ordinary magical beasts, we're facing Haji the Winter of Blades!!"
Although she was reluctant to spend money, she valued her life even more.
If she spent two thousand magic crystals and only got a nice word of comfort in return, she vowed to bite Lorraine to death.
"I saw it."
Leila's voice was soft, yet carried an unprecedented certainty.
She raised her hand, her fingertips tracing a line in the air as if plucking some thread that only she could see.
Lyra's heterochromatic eyes shimmered with a breathtaking aura, a realm beyond the reach of mortals.
"In countless branches of the future, some of us died, some of us escaped, and some of us perished together."
She paused, her gaze focusing on Lorraine, her eyes softening yet burning with passion.
"But before all the 'endings' collapsed, there was a golden thread that ruthlessly shattered all the dead ends. It was unreasonable, illogical, and even violated cause and effect."
"What is that?" Anna couldn't help but ask in a low voice, still clutching Lorraine's clothes tightly in her hand.
Leila tilted her head, looked at Lorraine, and smiled mysteriously.
"It's a variable."
All eyes immediately turned to Lorraine.
Despite being the person involved, Lorraine's expression remained completely unchanged.
However, even though the Moment of Change hadn't started, Victor remained intently focused on the screen in front of him, and whispered:
"Sir, let's go back. It's not too late to retreat now."
Lorraine frowned but didn't move. "Why?"
"I've heard several adventurers who managed to escape from the outskirts of other mobile cities say that the most dangerous thing in these ruins is this kind of irregularly repeating symbol."
"The appearance of such a symbol often signifies that you are under the watchful eye of a crisis of the intensity that exposes you alone in a moment of upheaval."
"And since we're not currently in the camp, without the amplification from the Witch's Tower, it's completely impossible for us to cope."
However, at this moment, the "Witch's Codex" in my mind seemed to have caught a whiff of blood, and suddenly trembled, automatically popping up a translation window.
[High-frequency data stream detected...]
[Analyzing...]
[Language Module Matching: Ancient Mechanical Language (Golden Age Variant)]
[Analysis Result: Hello? ...Is anyone there? ...I'm so bored...Who will...keep me company...?]
This is not a curse, nor is it a sign of crisis.
Is this...someone speaking?
Lorraine stared at the constantly changing "0"s and "1"s on the screen.
Their beating rhythm was no longer that frantic roar, but rather carried a cautious, tentative feel, and even a bit... mischievous?
The two patrolling robots seemed to sense something as well; their red electronic eyes flashed, and their movements became noticeably sluggish.
"Young Master?" Anna noticed Lorraine's unusual behavior and called out softly.
Lorraine did not answer.
He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips touching the cold screen.
In that instant, he did something crazy.
He closed his eyes, mobilized the computing power of the "Witch's Codex," and directly converted his thoughts into a data stream of the same frequency, sending it into his fingertips.
(Hello.)
He sent those two simple words into his mind.
It was a pause of only 0.1 seconds.
The next moment, all the screens in the entire corridor seemed to explode, instantly bursting out with a dazzling white light!
The originally slow-flowing data stream suddenly accelerated, becoming so fast that it blurred into a blur.
【! ! ! 】
[There's someone here! Alive! Alive!]
[It's not gibberish! It's not an error! Someone understood it!]
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The overwhelming emotion was so intense that it even caused a throbbing pain in Lorraine's head.
It was the ecstatic joy of a soul that had been imprisoned for millions of years, on the verge of madness in endless loneliness, suddenly grasping at a lifeline.
Immediately afterwards, all the garbled text was cleared away.
Only one set of data remained on the screen:
[Big brother?]
Lorraine was stunned.
He had imagined countless possibilities.
The sender of these binary codes could be the city's controlling AI, a surviving ancient soul, or even a more advanced, monstrous monster.
But he never expected that the other person would call him "big brother".
Surely I can't be older than this mobile city that's been passed down from the Golden Age?
"My lord... let's go quickly!"
Victor was on the verge of a breakdown.
When their lord saw this omen of death, which was recognized by adventurers, he not only didn't run away, but also put his finger on it!
Moreover, he was smiling at those strange, repetitive symbols!
"Don't make a sound."
Lorraine opened her eyes, her dark pupils reflecting the characters dancing on the screen.
He looked at the code that represented joy and curiosity, and said softly:
"It seems we've found a local guide."