I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 370. Treasure Boy, Imira

Most of the people left behind in this camp were basic mechanics, the kind that wouldn't even be considered popular in the old fitzrock era. They knew some of the most basic maintenance and driving methods.

If they had excellent military discipline, it would have been quite difficult to deal with them. After all, the Dark Elves had never stopped excavating the remains of machines in the years of Andaheim's existence.

Although they were stupid, the archeology spirit of the elves was engraved in their bones. Coupled with the favorable location, this led to the most modern army in the land and on the surface.

They had more mortars than magic cannons and crossbows combined, and they had more sniper rifles than bows and military crossbows combined ... What was even more ridiculous was that even though they were Dark Elves, they were still considered Orthodox elves. There was no traditional occupation of archers in the Army.

Therefore, although they were noobs, they still had some fighting power.

Fortunately, because of this, everyone in the camp was an idiot-and they were all of noble birth. They were specially sent here to be gold-plated-anyway-you didn't have to be very strong. You just had to drive a car and shoot-gun to get a good achievement. When you returned, the glory of being-noble would be plastered on your face ...

Hence, the battle only lasted for half an hour before the camp was basically wiped out.

More than half of the players who had followed Nelwin here had died, but at least they had vented their anger.

Nelwin wanted to thank Char, but before she could find the car that Char had driven in, she heard the roar of an engine.

He turned his head and saw a car driving away from the edge of the camp, leaving a trail of exhaust.

"B*stard! Why are you running!"

Nelwin stomped his feet and wanted to chase after them, but he was quickly surrounded by the chores at hand.

In the cockpit, Char was busy cleaning up and did not care that someone wanted to talk to him.

Imira's cockpit was no less inferior to that of cricto's. Fortunately, his Poison resistance was much higher than before, so he could endure it.

He let the "non-landing assistant" drive the armored vehicle in his place and drove the armored vehicle in the direction of the garbage mountain.

According to his understanding of the Dark Elf team, their communication was completely dependent on their non-existent tacit understanding. In addition, no news was leaked when the camp was destroyed, and the thick white fog had divided the battlefield. If nothing unexpected happened, this car would be able to go straight to the enemy's base without any obstacles.

As long as he could enter the Dark Elves 'main camp, he would have ten thousand ways to face the Empress of the pavilion and cut off the source of the problem.

He suspected that Luke had also recovered a lot of his memories. Otherwise, she would not have organized such an exaggerated army as soon as she heard Ethan's words. It was completely beyond her ability, and she was really hysterical.

At this moment, Imira woke up.

"You're awake?"

Char smiled at him, and Imira could not help but move back.

Only then did he realize that his left hand and left leg had disappeared. They had been taken off and placed aside.

This was supposed to be a horrifying scene, but it seemed a little strange to Imira's bionic prosthetics were not like artificial limbs-which were called storage when taken off and put in a box. They had an extremely sophisticated storage process.

Not to mention his clumsy servants, even the most thorough expert in Mechanical Engineering in surseus might not know how to do it, so he usually did it himself.

However, the pair of prosthetics in front of him was well-kept... She did better than him.

Imira recalled the scene when they first met. The other party had actually removed the top of the armored vehicle with his bare hands! And he did not even use brute force!

He was a little uncertain about this guy's identity.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? You've taken over my personal property! I order you to let go of me and get out!"

Imira asked.

If it was any other time, he would have cursed out loud, but he was still a little afraid of Shaya's identity.

"You really didn't get the title of a death-seeking expert for nothing..."

Char mumbled and untied the rope.

After being untied, Imira was very surprised. He realized that all his escape items had been taken away. He looked up at the tightly shut hatch and knew that he could not escape. He leaned against the wall alone and watched as Shaya quickly packed up the things around him.

However, the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

The interior of the cockpit was like a big drum, and most of the things were stored in secret compartments. However, the cabin was dark, and the cabin wall was mottled. Even Imura herself was often in a mess and lost a lot of things. However, this guy in front of her was so familiar with it as if it was his own home. Only when he opened the secret compartment did he show a trace of surprise and disdain for the messy and smelly things ...

There was a bit of embarrassment on Amelia's face, but then she immediately exclaimed, "

"[ 3 ] wrench? So it's there, I was wondering why I couldn't find it ..."

"A Chain Bridge? Oh my God, I actually put this thing with the leftover black bread. I'm afraid the gap is blocked by breadcrumbs ..."

"Oh, oh, oh! I've been looking for AK114 screws for half a month, but I couldn't find them. After I disassembled the mechanical music box last time, I got a pile of them, so I stuffed them in ..."

"You ... No, Who are you?"

Ymirjar was getting more and more puzzled. He still didn't know what was happening outside, and thought it was a simple robbery.

Your Excellency ymira, I'm very disappointed in you.

Shaya closed the last drawer, wiped the soup stains on the wall, and revealed the words that imila had personally carved.

in the name of the son of Fury blade, the Apostle of dark rose, the most famous relic Explorer of surseus, and the master of machinery, imila stom, from today onwards, this 'land boat' belongs to me.

- So stupid.

He thought.

Then, he sighed.

I heard that you're the most knowledgeable master of machinery in sursese, so I came to andaheim. The first thing I saw was a cockpit that was dirtier than. pigsty ... As a mechanic, we can ignore the beauty, but we can't forget the position of every tool! What the hell are you doing?"

"You ... You came uninvited and even offended me. Why should I be polite to you? Right! Who are you?

Although Dark Elves hated it when others exposed their shortcomings, this was a direct slap to the face for someone like Imra. He straightened his neck and blushed, but couldn't find a word to refute. After a long while, he stammered,

"You ... You came uninvited and even offended me. Why should I be polite to you? Right! Who are you? You're infuriating an Orthodox noble of sulseus. If I'm hurt, you'll definitely be wanted in the entire andhaim! I advise you to be careful! Aiyo ..."

Before ymirjar could finish his sentence, he was hit in the head by Shaya's empty can, and a visible bump appeared on his forehead.

"You ..."

shut up, you talk too much. Otherwise, I don't mind using physical means to shut you up.

Only then did Amelia shut her mouth resentfully, but her eyes were already filled with resentment.

He was rather petty.

Shaya tapped on the " non-landing assistant " twice, and the latter immediately grabbed a cushion and laid it behind him, allowing Shaya to lean comfortably against the cabin wall.

Ymilla's eyes suddenly widened ...

He had never seen anything from an authentic mechanic!

The " non-landing assistant " was an existence that even kuris praised!

For a moment, he had even forgotten about Shaya's offense.

While he was observing Shaya, Shaya was also secretly observing him.

After all, Shaya knew nothing about the living Imura, and all her judgments were based on what happened to this guy after his death. As long as there was a secret clue, as long as it was connected to him, it would be given away without any evidence, so she could only find clues from the inheritance.

Therefore, to him, Imra was like a character who lived in reading and comprehension, which made him both hate and extremely curious.

- What do you think this idiot was thinking at that time?

However, he could not ask.

The Dark Elves were known as bootlickers. Once you showed any signs of being a bootlicker, they would take it for granted and think that you were serving them. They would then enjoy it in peace.

This innate temperament of being flattered was something that ordinary people couldn't imitate.

To deal with such people, one could only be more arrogant than them, and they would respect you in return.

Shaya looked like she was taking an afternoon nap, and ymirjar suppressed her curiosity and didn't say a word.

It was interesting to note that he was someone who would trample on life as if it were weeds, but now he was strictly following the ancient Dark Elf etiquette of not disturbing others 'rest ...

After ten minutes of silence, the " never-to-fall assistant " sang a simple melody with a synthetic voice as per Shaya's instructions and used it as the alarm to wake her up.

what melody is this!?

Ymirjar was excited.

"The assistant brought it." Shaya explained.

In fact, this was a mysterious melody recorded in Imra's diary. He said that he found this melody in a ruin and was shocked. He thought that it contained some secret, so he had been looking for its source ...

It seemed that he couldn't find it even after he died, and the overflowing emotions in the diary were real.

Shaya really wanted to tell him the truth, that this was the music that the mechanical civilization's dwarves played after they finished using the toilet to cover up the sound of flushing ... But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Let it continue with its dreams.

"Where did your 'assistant' find it? Is it lavaseudelan?" IMRA said urgently.

"No, no. no..."

Shaya wagged her finger. there's no such thing in lavotheus Landes. It's already been occupied by monsters, and they've fused with the mechanical civilization. I escaped from there and ran into you.

"A monster?" "But isn't there a God's chosen one who can revive infinitely and can never be killed?" Aren't we also fighting this kind of creature?"

"What!"

Shaya suddenly sat up.

"You ..." Ymirjar looked at him suspiciously, a little surprised by his abnormal reaction.

sorry, I'm just very interested in this kind of saying.

Shaya immediately adjusted her emotions.

[ the dew Pavilion clearly knows about the existence of 'players'? ]

He had no choice but to suppress this thought deep in his heart and turn to seriously deal with IMRA.

I often hear this kind of news on the surface, and I always thought it was fake, but since you said so, maybe ... Shaya shrugged. maybe your source is not accurate. After all, I saw many Android manufacturing factories. Your so-called 'God's chosen one' might just be a kind of creation? "

"A creation?" "Is it ... Is it not a living thing?" IMRA frowned. But the information clearly ..."

other than monsters and machines, nothing else can survive there.

Shaya said with certainty and took out a bag.

This was the test paper " eternal mist " and " khorium concentration " from [ medical and Bionic experiment Hall Level 1 ], which could indicate the concentration of these two things in the tested location.

There was no need to talk about the former. It would corrode the human body and completely turn it into a part of the energy, locking it in there.

Khorium, as an extremely excellent magic conductor, was very active. When the concentration exceeded a certain value, it would easily cause an explosion, just like methane. This was also why the mushroom people, who had their own cold light source, were so popular when exploring ruins. Therefore, it was necessary to test these two things before exploring the mechanical ruins.

The others might not be able to understand it, and even if they did, they would still raise doubts, but IMRA would not.

For one thing, he was a weirdo, and his trust in Shaya was now on par with his father's. For another, he dreamed of one day proving that everything he did was not just 'playing', but meaningful.

Although the stom family had given him enough space and wealth to court death as much as possible, it was more like indulging a spoiled child rather than supporting him. Ymira hated this very much, but there was nothing he could do.

Moreover, the people around him of the same age also laughed at him behind his back. As a noble, he had abandoned the high-level social activities at tea parties and balls and spent all his time with these boring metals, which was a stupid act ...

Although Imra pretended not to care, she was actually holding a breath in her heart!

Although he didn't know if it was because of the encouragement of the nobles, how great would it be if he used his excellent knowledge of Mechanical Engineering to avoid a disaster and Save the Queen?

Imra was trembling just by imagining it. He would rather believe it than not!

these are the experiments I've done while exploring the various areas inside. The concentration of the two elements has seriously exceeded the limit. Unless the 'God's chosen one. you're talking about is not. human at all, but an existence similar to the' spirit of the court of the Holy tree', otherwise. it's impossible for them to survive ... More importantly, even if God's chosen one is inside, if you rush in so rashly, aren't you going to detonate the highly concentrated khorium and blow up the entire lavosodre?"

Shaya asked in a disdainful tone, " are all the mechanics of andhaim as careless as you? "

Ymira's face was burning. He clenched his only remaining fist, wishing he could record this and play it for those who looked down on him!

Did you hear that?

The professionals also agree with my opinion!

you're right. I've suggested this to them before, but no one believed me! "They don't believe in science!" He said angrily. They only believe in magic!"

"Sure enough, there's the presence of 'European Viite' everywhere."

Shaya shrugged and smiled.

"Euro Viite.."

Ymira was first ashamed of her own ignorance-she couldn't understand the words that the other party was saying!

But then he thought of something and his body trembled a few times!

"Right ... You're right, it's a European viite!"

He was even more excited!

In fact, he did not know much about this word. It was an ancient language of the mechanical civilization. From the first half, he guessed that it was a term related to machinery, and then he quickly remembered that he had seen it in a certain record. Combined with the context at that time and Shaya's expression just now, he could guess that it was a metaphor used to describe those people who were as rigid as machines!

Ymira repeated the word and immediately felt comfortable.

"Euro Viite.. That's right, it was too right, too right! This word was too appropriate! I admire your knowledge!"

"Very good, Your Excellency ymira." Shaya chuckled. do you know why I picked this 'land boat V-3' at first sight? " Because I feel that to be able to drive such an armored vehicle in this situation, it must be a person with good taste and quite familiar with the mechanical civilization. Only then would he choose such a brave steel beast."

He spread his hands. as it turns out, you are indeed so. Even in the second era, this word is a common language used by the nobles. Ordinary civilians have no way of knowing it. I take back my previous offensive words, please forgive me. "

Ymira's lips turned white, and her heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat!

He was too excited! Not only had he found his soulmate, but he had also gained the other party's approval. His trust in Him had risen to the point of no return!

[ Amelia's favorability towards you has increased to intimate. ]

???

Shaya was stunned, and ... It can even be like this?

"Your Excellency, may I have the honor of knowing your name?" what's the matter? " Amelia asked, using honorifics!

"I need you to come with me to see the Queen and explain to her how dangerous this operation is! How stupid was it to attack lavosudeland without letting a professional survey the situation?

"Your Excellency! Please! Our names will be engraved on the first-class gentleman rose medal by the Empress! It will be passed down forever!"

"Ha?"

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