Just as Mego and the rest were hurrying along, the two Sheepmen suddenly realized that Ren Xiaosu seemed to be in a good mood.
At this moment, Mei Ge's cotton robes, which had been neat and tidy, were now filthy beyond recognition. The folds on his robes looked like paper that had been rolled into a ball and then unfolded.
The two Sheepmen acolytes were even more exhausted. Their condition was worse than Mego's, as they did not know how to use spells to strengthen themselves.
However, Ren Xiaosu looked relaxed. With his current body, this short journey was like a stroll to him, and he even felt rather satisfied.
Of course, the most important thing was that he had obtained two Eyes of Truth.
Someone had given him such a huge gift as soon as he entered the Magus Nation. This made Ren Xiaosu feel like it was a good omen. He would definitely be able to obtain more Eyes of Truth in the future …
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Right, Little Mei, you said that after we entered Yorkshire, the assassins would not dare to be so impudent, right?"
"Yes," Mego replied confidently. As for being called Little Mei, since Ren Xiaosu had saved his life, he could only pinch his nose and accept it …
Ren Xiaosu felt a little regretful. It would have been good if he could have used Mego to lure more bounty hunters over.
"That … Why don't we rest here for a while?" Ren Xiaosu said, "I feel that you might suddenly die if you keep running like this!"
Mego was stunned for a moment, "How can we stop now? Yorkshire is just ahead!"
Liu Ting asked doubtfully, "Ren Xiaosu, are you a spy for the bounty hunters? Are you afraid that we won't be able to act once we enter Yorkshire, so you're trying to delay us?"
Ren Xiaosu slapped the back of Liu Ting's head in annoyance, "If I were a spy, you would be long dead! Did you have the strength to fight back when you were trapped in the quicksand? If I hadn't pulled Mego away, he would have been burnt to ashes! "
"That's true," Liu Ting said pitifully, "But you suddenly told everyone to rest …"
"Don't worry. With me around, even if that bounty hunter comes again, he won't be able to do anything to you!" Ren Xiaosu guaranteed.
"Who do you think you are?" Liu Ting muttered softly. "You can't even beat Meg …"
Meg said to Ren Xiaosu, "Let's keep going. There's really no need to take this risk."
"Alright," Ren Xiaosu said, not fully satisfied. He could only look for another opportunity in the future. "By the way, how many levels does the Eye of Truth have?"
"Five levels," Meg said. "They are white, orange, red, gold, and black."
"What's the difference?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
The Eye of Truth that the two bounty hunters had just contributed was white and orange.
It was obvious that the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared to check on the scene of the battle was of a higher rank. He should be the commander of the operation.
However, in Ren Xiaosu's opinion, these people should be marginal figures.
Meg explained, "I've never used the other levels of the Eye of Truth either, so I'm not too sure what the difference is. I've only heard that the higher the level of the Eye of Truth, the more stable the sorcerer's spellcasting will be. There's even a certain amplification effect. It's said that the highest level of the Eye of Truth, even a junior sorcerer who has never practiced it before can successfully cast a spell. In other words, if a great sorcerer were to have the black Eye of Truth and pass it on to his children, his descendants would naturally have a head start. "
"I see." Ren Xiaosu nodded. So it was all thanks to his black Eye of Truth that he could cast a spell so easily.
This made Ren Xiaosu feel a little regretful. He had never practiced casting a spell a thousand times before, so he thought he was talented. But from the looks of it, that was not the case.
But from the looks of it, he could not give the Eye of Truth he had seized to P5092 yet. After all, how could the Daxing Northwest Heavenly Group use such a low-level Eye of Truth?
For example, the white and orange Eye of Truth could be given to Zhang Xiaoman to use.
After walking for a while, a dirt road gradually appeared under Ren Xiaosu's and the others' feet. This meant that cars often passed by here.
Ren Xiaosu observed for a while and realized the ruts on the dirt road did not look like they belonged to cars. It was probably a means of transportation like an ox cart or a horse carriage. This made Ren Xiaosu very curious about the technological level of the Sorcerer Nation.
It was not like he had never seen foreigners before. For example, the expeditionary army had suffered the most from The Cataclysm, so their industrial system had completely regressed.
But what about the Sorcerer Nation?
The clothes Meg and the others were wearing were made of coarse cotton and linen. The bounty hunters they encountered earlier were still using things like Sleeve Darts. Were sniper rifles not good enough?
Ren Xiaosu asked Meg, "Are there guns in the Sorcerer Nation?"
"Of course." Meg said, "But the control of firearms is very strict, and they're all in the hands of the royal army. Of course, our firearms are not as sophisticated as those in the Middle East."
"What's the level of physics and chemistry in the Sorcerer Nation?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
In fact, to determine the technological level of a civilization, one could roughly judge it from the level of physics and chemistry.
Meg glanced at Ren Xiaosu and said, "I suggest that you don't mention these words when you're in the Sorcerer Nation. There's no chemistry in the Sorcerer Nation, only alchemy. Of course, I'm the only one who's willing to talk to you about this. Sorcerer organizations worship themselves as gods, so science is their natural enemy, because science is the natural enemy of pseudo-theology. "
Ren Xiaosu was deep in thought. He had read in a book that some people said that the end of science was theology. No one could prove whether this was true or not, and Ren Xiaosu had no intention of judging it.
Sorcerers were not true gods. Their identity as gods was set by themselves, and they could not stand the test of time. Therefore, science became their greatest enemy.
From Ren Xiaosu's point of view, no matter how powerful a sorcerer was, he would still die if he was suddenly shot by someone. That was why the Sorcerer Nation had such strict control over firearms.
Sorcerers were not like the Extraordinaires in the Middle East. Some Extraordinaires were completely fine after being shot. At most, the bullet would be stuck in their muscles. For example, Ren Xiaosu could do that now.
However, sorcerers' bodies were very fragile, which was their shortcoming.
Therefore, it was normal for sorcerers to not want anything that could harm them to appear in the secular world.
Of course, Meg was only a small sorcerer. What he said could only be hearsay and might not be accurate.
As for what the sorcerer organizations were thinking, Ren Xiaosu would have to find out for himself.
Just then, the sound of hooves could be heard from the front of the dirt road. Ren Xiaosu pulled Meg behind him and said, "Be careful!"
Meg looked at Ren Xiaosu's tall and straight back and felt a little touched …
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