While Wu Mingkong was chatting with the teller named Dark Lake, the entire shelter went crazy.

"The taboo level containment has expired, go and ask the bishop and the head of the institution."

The shelter agency is not quite comparable at all. He has always been a joke that the evil god seed star swallowing is like an ordinary person, but he will suddenly go crazy.

That's right, in their eyes, this is a rampage, and not staying in the cage is a rampage.

"So you were actually salvaged in a black lake. What's the matter with being able to speak?" Wu Mingkong turned around and didn't seem harmful, and he couldn't see what the dungeon had to do with space technology and high technology this time?

Not much know about this half-body statue, the only strange thing is that it actually calls him the great existence of devouring the stars.

When did he swallow the stars? He was still great?

Oh, the planet has really eaten it, but he doesn't recognize it. This word is very heavy.

"I don't know, the great existence that devours the stars."

"Then why do you know that I've eaten the planet? Come and tell me."

Wu Mingkong asked casually, and with a click, the door outside opened.

It seemed that the bishop, who was at least seventy years old and the weather-beaten head of the institution carrying a knight's sword walked in.

"We have seen the scene where you are about to devour the sun." The bishop's tone was gentle.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but subconsciously retorted: "Nonsense, I haven't eaten yet."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. The strength of the two people in front of me was really weak. From the outfit, they didn't look like high-tech copies, obviously they were from the 18th century or from the Western type.

If it were a high-tech copy, the head of the agency would not carry the Knight's sword, but would have a hot weapon.

"According to the agreement you made with us, you should now be in your own room." The head of the agency reminded.

Wu Mingkong was a little confused. You are fooling me. This time the dungeon has not been given a memory. Even if it is set, it is set by the previous Star Swallowing. What does it have to do with me, Wu Mingkong.

"You slow down first. I don't plan to stay there anymore. I'm going to go out for a walk. Your service attitude here is really bad, and there is not even a complaint channel." Wu Mingkong felt that his statement was very tactful.

The two couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you going out for food?"

Wu Mingkong had a black line. It seemed that these two people really didn't regard him as humans, otherwise they could use the word "foraging".

"Thank you, I'm not hungry, I'll go out and have a look."

"Is it because the darkness can no longer satisfy you?" The head of the agency tensed up and was ready to take action at any time.

"Why do you think I like darkness?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help but ask, why did Hei Buliuqiu like it? What he liked was the beautiful world full of vitality, and this kind of thing tasted good.

No, it's too much to communicate with these two things, so it's better to come directly.

When these two people didn't react, they just searched the soul.

After Wu Mingkong's soul search technology was vigorously developed by the Ministry of Rites and various strange joint optimization, the soul search technology he is now in hand can be said to be the forefront of the Great Zhou.

Only these two people had some good things on their bodies. They were a little troublesome, but the others were fine.

"The keywords I chose are space technology and high technology, so why are these things? Although they are space technology and high technology in theory, this thing doesn't look like serious things no matter how you look at it."

This world consists of sheltering objects that are born all the time, star-track rituals filled with strange painting styles and steam technology that are blowing.

A West close to the eighteenth century.

It’s easy to talk about the containment, but it’s just a copy of the scp anyway.

The style of the Star Track Ceremony is not right. The mixing of the sequence potion next door and the rational magic of the sequential system is basically slightly inferior to the subjects of the Great Zhou under his command, and they go crazy from time to time.

The reason why it is called a star orbit ritual is that from the promotion of profession to the release of spells, it is just the difference between the ritual.

For example, a fireball technique may only require a gesture and a spell, while advancing to a certain profession requires a large amount of auxiliary materials and complicated ritual procedures, and even the correct time for astrological signs to complete.

The lowest level should be steam technology. Unless there is some black technology, it will be only at the level of the eighteenth century.

Wu Mingkong saw a lot from the memory of the bishop named Nickel Joyce and Simon Duncan.

Space technology and high technology, if there is, the style of painting is not right.

For example, Nickel Joyce's priesthood, from the lowest level of priest apprenticeship to the final pope, a series of star orbit rituals. Of course, he only had the bishop's star orbit rituals, which not only contained various knowledge, but also derived talents similar to supernatural powers. They are called spell-like, a kind of magic that does not consume reason.

If Nickel Joyce's priest is a magical side, then Simon Duncan is a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. The witch hunter profession does not have different names in each stage like the priest profession, but is divided into first and second levels very concisely and clearly.

The magic-like Wu Mingkong will not comment. After all, it is quite practical, but their magic-like Wu Mingkong is a little interested.

It consumes reason. Is this thing a temporary reduction in intelligence by giving myself a mental retardation technique, and then releasing rational magic by relying on the star-track ritual set before dementia. Is it possible to get a free job?

Anyway, I have no IQ. If it really doesn’t work, I will be mentally retarded and crazy. Will setting up a recovery technique in the end and become a waste of time?

After reading the memory, Wu Mingkong remembered that he had an onlooker in doing this?

He turned to look at the teller who called himself the Dark Lake. Wu Mingkong knew the real situation from the memories of the two of them, but he didn't know the origin. His ability was to talk to people and talk to ghosts. There was no harm. He was an ordinary-level containment, and his number was tens of thousands.

As for why Wu Mingkong was named the existence of devouring stars, it was because when Wu Mingkong was stopped from eating the sun, this guy happened to be contained with him.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but sigh that this was simply fate, so let's take it away, otherwise his wise and powerful character would have to be stained with soul searching, and he had to deal with this thing.

"Ordinary level, elite level, destruction level and taboo level, why not use abc, oh, this is another world, there is no abc, then forget it."
Chapter completed!