Chapter 237 Chapter 237: Three Stories
I am better today but can't update more chapters sadly, When I get well I will try to update the remaining ones.
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The scavenger gang leader, who had turned into a lump of meat sauce and burst open on the ground, was obviously beyond saving. The good thing about Dream Zero is that the corpses don't linger for long. Even the most tragic death scenes will soon turn entirely into grains of sand and dust, drifting away with the wind.
Scavengers, often wandering in the wilderness, are a good source of information. Renji had planned to interrogate the female leader first, but her previous behavior, especially the way she looked at him, led to a minor mistake by 86.
Renji certainly felt a bit of regret about this, but mostly he was helpless.
He really wanted to correct the maid's perception, as he is not some indiscriminate bulldozer. For those with such unattractive avatars, there's no transforming enemies into friends or whitewashing. The maid doesn't need to worry about that.
Meanwhile, at another location, on the square where scavenger thugs were crowding out others, seeing their usually ferocious and brutal burly leader being toyed with by Renji's mechanical arm, even directly squashed, had already scared them out of their wits.
The thugs scattered in all directions.
Scavengers who can wander in the wilderness might not have other skills, but their ability to flee is definitely top-notch.
Regarding these people, 86 had asked whether she should transform again and deploy small drones to pursue and annihilate them. However, Renji, after looking at the direction in which the thugs were fleeing, which was the same as the one where the ant-beast swarm he had encountered near the gathering place was coming from, shook his head, indicating it was not worth wasting time on this.
The thugs were driven away, but the survivors in the gathering place still had not let down their guard. They looked at Renji, and the terrifying weapon in his hand that could change form, with fearful eyes.
Among these villagers, the first to speak was the same brave young man who had dared to resist the female leader earlier.
"Thank you, sir. We in Kano Village will always remember your kindness. But now, we have nothing left, and I'm afraid... afraid we can't offer a reward that would satisfy you." Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
"No need, I just happened to encounter an old man and accepted his request for help, which is why I came here."
Hearing this from Renji, many villagers from Kano Village gasped in surprise. Their fear of Renji greatly decreased, and upon further inquiry, they found out that the old man was none other than the original village chief of Kano Village.
When the scavenger thugs invaded, the keeper of the fire in the village was tragically killed. The village chief, paying a great price, managed to lead a group of people from Kano Village to escape and preserve the last spark of hope.
But when Renji informed them that he had only seen the village chief alone and not any other villagers, and that even the village chief had died due to untreated wounds, all the people in the gathering place fell silent, engulfed in an atmosphere of sorrow and despair.
However, this heavy atmosphere didn't last too long, or rather, they had seen too much and had become numb to it. Instead of grieving here, it was better to think about what they should do next, how to continue surviving in this hellish world.
"No wonder it was so powerful."
"Impossible, how could the Mechanical maid do such a thing? They should never get involved in our conflicts."
"No, no, no, you all forgot, the prophecy, that prophecy!"
After a good deal of discussion, it was the young man who took the lead to quiet the restless villagers.
Taking a deep breath, the young man, now looking at Renji who was still waiting for an answer, had lost his initial wariness and hesitation, and was looking respectful, even somewhat fervent.
"Come with me please" The young man immediately walked towards a certain house after speaking.
This was the village chief's house. After opening a mechanism in the wall, revealing a secret room resembling a cellar, the young man leading Renji downstairs finally stopped in front of several murals.
"These have been passed down from my great-great-great-
grandfather, documenting three stories about the world."
"Three stories?"
"Yes, perhaps this is the answer my grandfather said he would give you."
Renji looked at the first mural, which depicted a continent divided into five parts, each part having its own evil being similar to a lord.
Renji recognized one of them, which was the Witch's Domain marked on the old man's map, the Witch.
"The legend says that the Tainted Miasma of this world chooses beings to act as its vessels of will, using them to continuously produce Miasma, consuming the world until our civilization's era comes to an end. These beings chosen by the Tainted Miasma, known as the Miasma Master"
"There is a total of four Miasma Master in the world: the Witch of the North, the Evil Dragon of the South, the Fairy of the Forest, and the Witch of the Ancient Tower. Each resides at one edge of the continent, releasing vast amounts of Tainted Miasma. It's because of their radiation that the world is forever shrouded in pollution, giving birth to countless Tainted Corpses. Only by defeating these four Miasma Master can the world be saved."
"However, after many years, many have attempted to challenge the four Miasma Masters, but without exception, all have failed. Instead, the pollution triggered by the Miasma Masters has become more intense, continually expanding until it swallows the entire world."
This first story ends here, telling the origin of this world. According to this development, the world should have already been destroyed. The reason why the world still struggles to survive under the four powerful Miasma Masters is explained in the second story.
When the young man led Renji to the second mural, it depicted not other, but...
"The Blood Sun in the sky, all beings in torment, chaos, flames, death. The world on the brink of collapse, and even more despairingly, at this time, the consciousness of the Tainted Miasma gave birth to the fifth Miasma Master — the Maid."
"Everyone thought this would be the last straw that breaks the camel's back, the end of our world. But unexpectedly, perhaps even the Tainted Miasma itself did not anticipate, it chose the most cold-hearted mechanical kind as the Miasma Master, but it didn't foresee that the 'Maid' and her 'Master' had already established a deep bond, a forbidden love across species, which blossomed and bore fruit on them."
"So, when the Tainted Miasma tried to control the Maid to fulfill the will of destroying the world, the Maid, with her love for her master, obtained a heart, a heart never before possessed by machinery. It was this heart that turned the Maid, as the fifth Miasma Master, into the first one to resist the Tainted Miasma, instead choosing to fight for her master's world!"