Y'lisabet watched as the strange man gradually walked back to the light from the dark abyss.
When he appeared again, the strange man already had a book in his hand.
A book that seemed to be wrapped in some kind of metal.
The cover of the book was shaking a little.
There seemed to be an engine roaring, and the turbine was burning.
Just looking at the book, Y'lisabet felt an inexplicable sense of awe and admiration.
And she had not tasted these two emotions for a long time.
She looked nervously at the strange man as he walked step by step to her and then handed the book over.
… …
"Customer, this is the Holy Bible of Steel, the Gospel of Machinery!" Ling Ping'an smiled and handed the set in his hand to the fat sheep in front of him. He couldn't wait to start promoting it.
He was very clear and understood that for players like this who were deeply immersed in the game, he needed to try his best to match their interests and preferences.
Therefore, he also tried his best to imitate the tone of discussion of the "Stellaris" players on the forum.
"Open it, and you can see the truth!"
"Open it, and a whole new world is in front of you!"
"Open it, and the never-ending machinery will bless you!"
… …
Y'lisabet's biochemical nano cochlea echoed with the strange man's bewitching language.
"This is the Holy Bible of Steel, the Gospel of Machinery!" In the grand sacred language, the book was handed to Y'lisabet. An irresistible power made her involuntarily take the book.
When she touched it, it felt cold and cruel steel.
It was just the first touch.
Y'lisabet seemed to be immersed in a world of steel.
The engine was roaring, the hydraulic press was forging, and hot liquid flowed out of the huge crucible.
It was the holy temple and heaven of machinery.
A materialistic world.
Lowering her head, she saw the silver-white cover. Words that flowed like steel solution appeared on the cover bit by bit. At the same time, the name of the book was engraved in the depths of her brain. It even directly left an imprint in the quantum core under the frontal lobe of her brain.
The Gospel of Machinery.
That was the name of the book.
"Open it, and you can see the truth!"
"Open it, and a whole new world is in front of you!"
"Open it, and the never-ending machinery will bless you!"
The strange man's voice continued to rise.
Like the aria of an opera, it was full of inexplicable beauty and also full of bewitching.
Y'lisabet couldn't control herself at all.
Trembling, she carefully opened the cover.
Immediately, her quantum core began to overload.
The biochemical mechanical parts in his body that had been dormant for a long time were reactivated one after another.
The biochemical nanomachines seemed to have gained intelligence and were crazily transmitting countless information back to the mainframe.
Meanwhile, the mainframe seemed to have been invaded by something, and in that instant, there was a momentary lag.
After the stuttering ended, the only information that was sent to Elizabeth's brain was a song of praise.
"Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine!"
"Ring the bell twice, press the button, ignite the engine, ignite the turbine, inject life …"
"Ring the bell three times …"
"Let's praise together!"
"Praise machinery, praise steel!"
"The great soul of machines!"
"You are the creator of all things, and the apocalypse that destroys everything!"
"More is good, big is beautiful!"
"Evaporate! Burn! Start casting! "
"Eternal Steel, Eternal Machinery!"
In a trance, Y'lisabet's consciousness was seized.
Amidst this vast hymn, she completely submitted.
Because she already knew that she had found the truth and knew the true Savior.
That was the soul of machines.
The God born from steel, the eternal immortal of machines.
His breadth of mind was enough to accept all believers. His supreme power was enough to protect any believer!
He was one, and also all.
There was, and there was none!
Therefore, Y'lisabet's body trembled as she held the Holy Bible in her hand and said piously, "Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"
What a beautiful hymn.
What a sacred praise!
… …
Ling Ping'an looked at the foreign woman in front of him who was holding "Stellaris: Mechanical Ascension Official Settings Collection" and suddenly swore with a chuunibyou aura, "Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"
"Is there a need to be so exaggerated?" Ling Ping'an couldn't help but complain in his heart, "It's just a game..."
However, thinking about it carefully, this world was so big. Was there a problem with some weirdos appearing?
Why should he care so much about other people's matters?
Selling the book, earning money, and eating an extra bowl of tofu pudding tomorrow morning was the right thing to do!
Ling Ping'an walked forward and continued to bluff like a charlatan, "The path of steel is materialistic, because machinery is the truth!"
"It is it who steams and rivets!"
"It is also the Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"It is the Holy Father, the Holy Mother, and the Holy Spirit!"
"The hundreds of millions of turrets are its glory, and the roaring engine is its sermon!"
"We should walk on its path, just like machinery walking on the earth, the engine roaring, and the steel melting!"
Needless to say, this move was really useful.
The foreigner woman began to tremble just by listening to him.
She seemed to be even more immersed in her role.
Ling Ping'an was extremely satisfied.
Customers were God, and in the future, they might need this foreigner to spend more.
Especially with the purpose of bringing more customers to spend.
Ling Ping'an said softly, "The gospel of machinery is not priceless. Just like the roar of the engine and the start of the turbine, they all need fuel!"
"Then, child, are you willing to pay the price to obtain the enlightenment of this gospel and the blessing of steel?" Ling Ping'an guided her patiently. In his opinion, this set of settings was only sold for 225 yuan. It was really a conscientious price!
… …
"The path of steel is materialistic, because machinery is the truth..."
The strange man's voice was grand and strange. It directly echoed in Y'lisabet's electronic cochlea and was transformed into a stream of information. It was broadcast from the quantum core and directly heard by her brain.
"It is him who steams and rivets!"
"It is also the Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva!"
"It is the Holy Father, the Holy Mother, and the Holy Spirit!"
"The hundreds of millions of turrets are its glory, and the roar of the engine is its sermon!"
"We should walk on its path, just like machinery walking on the earth, the engine roaring, and the steel melting!"
The magnificent chant made Y'lisabet completely fall and surrender.
The quantum core and all the biochemical machines were completely conquered by this magnificent sermon.
This made Y'lisabet, whose mind had already been mechanized, excited again.
It was like an electric motor that had been charged, and also like an engine that had been filled with fuel.
She trembled uncontrollably and became excited.
At this moment, the strange man's voice echoed in the electronic cochlea again.
"The gospel of machinery is not priceless. Just like the roar of the engine and the start of the turbine, they all need fuel!"
"Then... child, are you willing to pay the price to obtain this gospel of machinery, the blessing of steel?"
Y'lisabet felt the voice that was transformed into a stream of information. She trembled and replied, "I am willing!"
"I am willing to exchange everything for it!"
Her hands clenched the gospel book in her hands.
Because it was indeed the true truth.
It was also the last hope of mankind.
Therefore, she raised her head, like a fledgling looking at its parent bird, and begged, "Please, you must teach this gospel to me!"
… …
"You are really immersed in the role!" Ling Ping'an looked at the foreigner in front of him and sighed.
Since the other party was so immersed in the role.
Then, it would be a little unreasonable not to cooperate.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an smiled, "Child, if you want to obtain this gospel of machinery, the blessing of steel, then you must offer the most precious treasure on your body!"
He chuckled and stretched out his hand, "Thank you, two hundred and twenty-five yuan!"
… …
She looked at the hand that was stretched out.
Y'lisabet's quantum core was frantically analyzing.
"Thank you, two hundred and twenty-five yuan..."
Yuan?
Money?!
Y'lisabet looked at the strange man, looked at his head that was hidden in the fog, and in her pitch-black eye sockets, the sparks gradually lit up.
Her quantum core immediately alerted frantically.
She finally knew that she was facing a choice that concerned life and death.
This strange man, this was very likely the existence of the Evil God among the Evil Gods, had finally revealed his fangs.
Past cases had already proved that the Evil Gods or similar existences that walked out of the void.
Their actions, their thoughts, their goals, and even their existence itself.
These were all things that humans could not understand or interpret.
Anyone who rashly wanted to understand them would only have one outcome: being distorted by those crazy thoughts.
And would such an existence need currency?
Or rather, was the currency that he wanted the currency that humans understood?
Holding the Gospel of Machinery tightly in her hand, Y'lisabet panted nervously.
At this moment, her quantum core suddenly transmitted a stream of information to her brain.
After seeing the information stream, Y'lisabet took a deep breath. She had no choice but to accept the option given by the core.
Because, at the very least, it was still a choice.
She took out the Crystal of Diablos from her body.
The light green crystal was round and smooth, full of artistic beauty.
She took off the ring watch that she carried with her from her wrist.
Then, she handed over these two things, the only things that she could take out at the moment, with trembling hands.
"I'm sorry!" Y'lisabet tried her best to slow down her voice and said nervously, "The 'money' that you want, I don't have on me..."
Indeed, she didn't.
Because she had no idea what the 'currency' that the strange man in front of her was asking for.
It was even more difficult to imagine what kind of currency such an existence would need.
She could only risk her life.
She hoped that this strange man would be as the core had guessed.
He would be willing to accept her humble offerings and promise to give her a chance to raise the 'money' that he needed.
"I can only temporarily give you these two things!"
"I hope to obtain your permission to sell this gospel, the holy book of mechanical truth, to me..."
"I promise, and I swear, that in the future, I will bring enough 'money' to repay your great kindness today!"
This was the only way to live.
Tell this' strange man '.
She was willing to bear the debt and swear that in the future, she would bring back enough 'money' to repay it.
… …
Ling Ping'an looked at the thing that was handed over.
It was a green crystal the size of a goose egg. He didn't know what material it was made of.
It was something that looked like a ring watch.
However, he couldn't understand the letters and numbers engraved on the ring watch.
After all, the foreign language major in the Federation had always been a major that only diplomats or employees of foreign trade companies would apply for.
A bad student like Ling Ping'an who graduated from an ordinary B university could only recognize twenty-four foreign letters.
Other than that, his impression and understanding of foreign countries were really pitiful!
This was something that couldn't be helped.
Ling Ping'an looked at the foreign woman.
Her pitiful appearance made his heart soften.
"After all, the Federation has been a country of etiquette since ancient times..." he thought, "Moreover, this foreign woman doesn't look like the kind of person who would renege on a debt..."
Thus, he nodded.
He took the thing that the other party handed over.
Then, he took out a notepad from the counter.
He asked the other party, "What's your name?"
"Y'lisabet..." the other party seemed to hesitate for a moment before answering.
"Where are you from?"
"The United States of America..."
"Hmm?" Ling Ping'an frowned. He had never heard of this country. However, there were not many people in the Federation who could recognize all foreign countries.
So, he shrugged his shoulders and wrote it down in his notebook.
Then, he looked at the other party and handed over the pen, "Sign here!" He pointed at a blank space on the notebook and said.
Although Ling Ping'an could actually let her take the book away and pay the money tomorrow.
However, he had to be wary of others.
Therefore, it was reasonable for him to collect some collateral.
… …
Y'lisabet looked at a booklet that was handed over with trepidation.
In her eyes, she saw pairs of evil eyes emerging from the booklet.
In the electronic cochlea, a low murmur echoed.
She took a pen that was handed over.
She knew that this might be the legendary contract.
But she had no choice and could only accept it passively.
Thus, she picked up the pen and left her name on the booklet.
Elizabeth (Elizabeth).
After writing the last letter, she seemed to have collapsed and lost all her strength.
But she also seemed to be relieved and her whole body was filled with joy.
The strange man watched her sign her name and then put the crystal of the evil god and the ring watch that she handed over into a place that seemed to be a drawer.
Then, he turned around, and the sparks in his pitch-black eye sockets gradually faded.
"Remember to redeem it early!" The strange man reminded.
Y'lisabet nodded vigorously and then asked, "May I ask, how can I earn the 'money' you want?"
This was the question that she was most concerned about.
Could his currency be understood by humans?
… …
"May I ask, how can I earn the money you want?"
Ling Ping'an listened to the question of the foreign woman in front of him and knew that she was still immersed in her own world.
However, since she was willing to do so.
Then, Ling Ping'an would not rashly interrupt her fantasy.
After organizing his words, Ling Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course, it's to use machinery and steel to snatch it from the evil god and his minions!"
The background of the stars was the future era, and the ancient evil gods in the universe were awakened.
Along with the awakening of these ancient evil gods, there were also the enemies of the evil gods returning from the distant galaxy.
Humans, who were caught in the middle, were forced to walk the three ultimate paths of machinery, psionic power, and genes.
But in fact, the so-called evil gods and the ancient alien civilizations were just ATMs and equipment providers for players.
Many players relied on working in the game to earn money and maintain their livelihood.
… …
"Of course, it's to use machinery and steel to snatch it from the evil god and his minions!"
A magnificent voice sounded directly from the electronic cochlea and was transmitted directly to Y'lisabet's brain.
This made her feel as if she had been struck by lightning.
Her entire person was instantly excited.
"As expected... the judgment of the mainframe is correct!"
"He..." Y'lisabet looked at the strange man in awe, "He must be the enemy of the void evil god!"
Thus, Y'lisabet bowed deeply and respectfully, "I will definitely follow your will!"
Although she still didn't know what exactly the currency he wanted was?
But...
Destroying the evil gods, cleaning up their minions, and bringing the world back to the right track was the ultimate ideal of every human!
If she could do this, what did it matter even if she cooperated with an even more terrifying existence?
… …
"I will definitely follow your will!"
Ling Ping'an looked at the foreign woman in front of him who seemed to be about to go crazy and shrugged slightly. Then, he said, "Then that's it!"
He stuck his head out and looked outside the door. The thick fog was still there.
Ling Ping'an thought for a moment, took out a flashlight from the drawer and handed it to her, "The fog outside is a little thick. Take this... Go home early!"
… …
Y'lisabet took the flashlight from him.
She didn't quite understand the function of this thing.
This kind of backward creation of the old era had already been eliminated before the void storm.
But she still took it.
Then, she bowed to the strange man again, held the book in her hand tightly, and walked out of this strange and magical bookstore.
The thick fog enveloped the entire world, making it impossible for her to tell the direction at all.
In a daze, Y'lisabet subconsciously turned on the flashlight in her hand.
The strong light shone, and the road ahead gradually became clear.
"So..." Y'lisabet thought, "To leave this place, I must obtain the token and permission of the owner of the bookstore..."
"This flashlight is a proof..."
"Maybe..." she looked at the flashlight in her hand, "In the future, I can take it and walk into the fog again. I can ask the owner of the bookstore for help and get his gift and help!"
She held the flashlight and walked in the direction she had come from.
In the lightning, the road gradually became clear.
Soon, she walked to the place where she had stepped on the descendant of the Moon Demon.
On the ground, there was not even a trace of the once huge descendant of the evil god.
She turned around. The light in the depths of the fog seemed to have been extinguished.
The entire world was empty and dark.
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