Chapter 690: The Transmigrator Team
In the capital of the Republic of Intis, the residence of the new Archon, Roger Gustav, the former Emperor of Intis, Roselle, felt a creepy feeling in his heart. He wanted to capture this feeling carefully, but he couldn't do it.
"Will there be any big things happening recently?"
"Or is it just about me?"
Roselle stood on the third-floor balcony of his residence, overlooking the street below, and found that there seemed to be a lot more eyes looking at this place nearby.
The world is still not very peaceful recently. Although the war has ended and all countries are recuperating, various mysterious events have occurred frequently for some time.
Fortunately, these mysterious events did not cause any big noise. The members of the Steam Church of Punishers alone suppressed these anomalies.
But recently, some strange and new things happen from time to time.
For example, someone suddenly wakes up from a sickbed, speaks a strange language that no one can understand, and has an accent from an unknown place. In the end, he is ecstatic, as if he is crazy and stimulated by something.
Some people woke up in the middle of the night and sat on the street crying, as if they had encountered something extremely tragic.
Some people also muttered words that did not belong to this world, as if they had suddenly obtained some taboo knowledge.
There were also inexplicably more people going to the library, mostly young men and women, regardless of their wealth, they all read and learned various knowledge in the library.
Among them, history books and Rossel's biography were the most popular, and they were often in short supply.
Rossel first discovered these details from newspapers, and later disguised himself as an ordinary person and went to Trier's largest and free public library to investigate secretly.
He found that there were always three people, two men and one woman, who gathered together quietly every day. One of them specialized in learning various languages, including Hermetic, Ancient Hermetic, Ancient Fesak, etc.
One specialized in searching and learning past history, from the third era with mythological records to the fifth era today.
The other one specialized in understanding Rossel's life, that is, his own life, and even did not let go of some gossip, as if he wanted to study his life to the fullest.
When they sat together reading, they basically didn't communicate. In most cases, when they found key information, they just touched the people next to them with their elbows and signaled them to look over.
Russell was curious and observed for a few days in a row. He found that one of these three people was the daughter of Count Frank, one was the second son of a textile businessman, and the other came from a relatively poor working-class family.
It was very strange that three people from different classes could gather together to read books in the library every day, and they also had a strong tacit understanding.
Russell paid a little attention to their daily lives and found that except for coming to the library, they were secluded in other aspects, as if to avoid dealing with strangers. When they spoke, they sometimes stumbled, as if they were not used to such a language.
"No way..." Russell's mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to see his past self in these three people.
Did Klein put down all the traversers on Sefirah Castle before he fell asleep?
What did he want to do?
Did he think that this world was not chaotic enough?
Or did he cut off all the back-up hands of the Lord of Mysteries in order to concentrate on competing with the Lord of Mysteries for control of consciousness?
Roselle muttered a few words in his heart, and his eyes turned strange when he looked at the three-person gang.
The next day, he decided to try it himself.
He also deliberately came to this library to read books, and deliberately timed himself to compete with one of the men for the last remaining copy of "Roselle Memoirs".
The man seemed to not want to cause trouble. When he found that a conflict was about to break out, he gave the book to Roselle and picked up another book next to him.
"Hey, Emperor Roselle, so many strange inventions, and so many classic quotations..." Roselle deliberately revealed some information.
He wanted to disguise himself as a traverser who had just been born on Sefirah Castle, and then break into this three-person gang.
After spending several days, under various coincidences that Roselle had planned intentionally or unintentionally, he finally lifted the three people's guard against him and became one of them.
At this point, he was really sure that Klein had really released all the sleeping traversers on Sefirah Castle.
Two days later on Sunday, the four of them met at the family manor of the daughter of Count Frank.
In a dimly lit, closed, windowless secret room, four people sat in a corner along a square table.
"Finally, we can talk freely. I've been so suffocated these days." One of the men, Robert, spoke not very fluent Mandarin with a slight accent from northern Shaanxi.
"Put away your poor Mandarin. Here, we can only use the official language to talk, unless you want to become a test subject of various churches." The Frank girl stopped him in authentic Intis.
"Okay, I will pay attention next time." Robert showed a sullen expression.
Only then did Roselle understand why these three people were able to get together to form a team so quickly. It turned out that they were all his fellow villagers.
Yes, if the Lord of Mystery at that time selected the awakening container according to the population ratio, then the number of travelers from the East must be very large.
Just like him, Klein, and the Goddess of Night, two of the three travelers could speak Mandarin.
After exchanging some information, the man Robert began to complain: "If only we could have traveled earlier, we could have used the knowledge from our previous lives to make a difference in this alien world."
"This step has been taken by Emperor Roselle."
"That shameless plagiarist, it's fine if he just copied articles, but he also copied all kinds of technology, and basically pretended to be everything he could be."
"It's really abominable!"
Listening to someone scolding him in person, Roselle felt a little embarrassed, but he was always thick-skinned, and he echoed Robert's words, but he was proud of it in his heart.
Seeing these later travelers worrying about him made him feel very accomplished.
"Such a person who likes to show off everywhere is destined not to live long, so he is now sleeping in the ground." The person who spoke was another man named Claude.
Robert smiled and said, "Don't let me find out where his grave is, otherwise I will definitely let him experience what a visit from a later person is."
Damn, tomb robbing is tomb robbing, and what about a visit from a later person is really shameless.
Roselle complained in his heart and changed the subject slightly: "Anyway, Roselle's series of actions can be regarded as creating a civilization that is easier for us to adapt to."
"Especially here in Intis, if there are more technological points, there will be not much difference from our original era."
"From this aspect, Roselle can be regarded as making his own contribution to promoting Chinese civilization."
"Indeed." The person who echoed was the Frank girl. She had a pair of delicate and bright eyes, and spoke politely, like a college student who had not yet left college.
"Since Roselle was in such a high position at that time, why didn't he develop the internal combustion engine? It would be great to directly skip the steam age and reach modern civilization."
"According to the research of Emperor Roselle, this world seems to have no oil, and the focus of the later Emperor Roselle is obviously not on the development of technology." Roselle explained for himself faintly.
A good cook cannot cook without rice. Without oil, he has no good alternative method, otherwise he would have wanted to establish the Gundam era in this world long ago, so that the world can experience what the technological shock from the old era is.
"But the electric age is not popular yet." Robert complained: "If we enter the electric age, maybe we can lie on the sofa and continue playing with our mobile phones now."
"Alas, there are still a lot of games in my computer that I just stockpiled during the autumn promotion. I haven't had time to play them all, and I haven't waited for the Silk Dove."
"The only thing to be thankful for is that there are no private folders in my computer hard drive. They are all with my friends."
"..." Russell glanced at him with a look that was almost like a mentally retarded person. He was still playing with his mobile phone.
Young man, you don't know what the fear from the starry sky is, right?
The task of building the starry sky will be handed over to you in the future. I believe that the Fallen Mother Goddess, the Mother Tree of Desire and a lot of other Outer Gods will welcome your arrival.
Imagine building a space station alone in the starry sky under the gaze of a group of Outer Gods...it seems pretty good.