Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 412

[Chapter 411 Traveler (monthly ticket 200 plus more)]

A 80% new Mini rifle is stroked like a lover by a brown-black hand, skillfully disassembling and combining various parts, loading bullets…

After a dazzling operation, it came into the hands of a thick-lipped, short-haired, rather handsome-looking South Indonesian lad, aimed at a target not far away, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A shot went off.

The bullet hit the bullseye directly.

“Nice job!”

Next to me, a girl with fair skin and delicate ivory-like face, with a delicate face, like a doll, smiled and applauded: “Shahrukh, your marksmanship is getting better and better.”

Shahrukh put down his gun and shook his head: “It’s all thanks to you, Miss Coney, otherwise we wouldn’t be able to repair these captured booty at all.”

The production of a modern rifle requires the support of an entire military industry.

In theory, indigenous tribes without the slightest technology and craftsmanship cannot mass-produce and repair rifles.

However, this is not a purely scientific world.

This ‘Miss Koni’ is a ‘craftsman’ of the ‘Yao’ pathway, and repairing some firearms is naturally a simple task.

Shahrukh stood in front of Miss Coney and sincerely thanked him, but the two seemed extremely incompatible.

Because this Miss Koni, who is only 1.5 meters tall, is two heads shorter than the tall and handsome Shahrukh…

Shahrukh is the backbone of the rebel ‘Yenni faction’. This time, he also got the news that the ‘Makur faction’ has been defeated, and some people are going to the depths of the rainforest to dig for treasures, ready to come and pick up a bargain.

“This is what I should do.” Koni dressed quite boyishly, but her eyes softened when she looked at Shahrukh.

“But…we only have a few ‘artisans’. If we want to revive the whole of South Indonesia, we must introduce the science of white people, build steel mills, smelters, production lines… in order to continuously produce firearms, cannons, and warships!”

Shahrukh’s face was a little sad: “This needs money, a lot of money, and it also needs the local states to unite, let go of their prejudices, and even learn from the white people… The ‘Macul faction’ is too extreme… In order to achieve For this goal, we need to obtain Kukulkan’s treasure! Let it be used properly and not go to waste for those ‘Kumarites’!”

“I believe in you, you can definitely do all this.” Koni raised her small fist: “I will also accompany you to fight the evil Inves!”

Shahrukh grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

The two walked back to the camp together to the dining room.

As he took the rice wrapped in banana leaves, he looked at Koni a little strangely: “Little Koni, I never asked you, are you not from Invis? Then you are the Duchy of Romany, or Tessa. Ge people?”

This ‘Miss Corny’ was picked up by Shah Ruk from the roadside during a mission, and the origin is very mysterious.

However, the other party has not said much, and he has not asked in depth.

But judging from Miss Coney’s undisguised disgust towards Inves, she should not be from that kingdom.

Moreover, the other party was warm, kind, generous and hearty, and took the initiative to help the colonial natives to resist the tyranny. I have to say that Shah Ruk liked the other party a little bit.

“me……”

Koni lowered her head and kicked the stones on the ground with her small leather boots: “I… don’t have a home.”

“Don’t worry, this is your home.”

Shah Ruk gently pressed his palm on top of Koni’s head, making the girl look like a kitten being brushed: “I will always treat you as my sister.”

Snapped!

The next moment, Koni exploded and kicked Shahrukh’s calf, causing the big fool to keep jumping.

The surrounding members of the resistance army have long been surprised by this, with weird smiles on their faces, watching the play.

…

When Koni and Shah Ruk were playing around, they didn’t realize that among the bystanders around, there was actually another person!

Aaron was wearing an adventurer’s clothes, a hat, a backpack, and a special field shovel in his hand.

This is a complete set of equipment he bought to satisfy his interest in wild adventure.

However, before the news of the undercover Masai, he found another rebel camp.

At this time, it is to use the cognitive tampering ability of the ‘philosopher’ to visit everywhere in the camp.

His eyes couldn’t help but focus on the sulking Koni, and his expression gradually became solemn: “The person whose fate is not in harmony!”

destiny!

This is a field that only the ‘Void Spirit’ can touch!

Therefore, the ‘Law of Accidents’ is also unique to Aaron!

After being involved in such fields, he can keenly detect the turbulence of someone’s fate, and even obtain inspiration fragments without divination.

In his eyes, there was a circle of water-like lines around the body of this ‘Miss Koni’, which was slightly incompatible with the long river of fate.

‘In the world, the only one who can see this turbulent fate at a glance is me, right? ‘

Aaron thought for a while, and the spirituality in the body transformed into a ‘secret’ spirituality!

At this time, he is the fifth essence of the pure ‘secret’ path, half the ‘gatekeeper’!

”The Gatekeeper’ guards the ‘Gate of Multiple History’! ‘

‘And ‘historical experts’ study the changes of various histories, and only they can see different historical pictures and perceive the incongruity of history…’

Aaron came to Koni and carefully observed the lady from the perspective of an ‘expert in history’.

Since the ‘philosopher”s cognitive tampering can still be maintained for a period of time, this layer of interference on him has not dissipated, and it has not attracted vigilance and exclamation.

From the perspective of the ‘History’, layers of historical fog disperse from Miss Coney, turning into completely different images.

Aaron saw the scene of ‘Koni’ wearing a dirty and weird military uniform, hiding in a trench to face heavy artillery bombardment…

In another historical picture, he saw the other party dressed like a princess, singing loudly on the stage…

‘This is the perspective of the ‘historians’? Each person may have a different destiny in a different history? ‘

‘Why does she alone make me feel so different? ‘

Aaron continued to look at Miss Koni, the fog of history entrenched in her became stronger and stronger, and countless balls of light were born from it. It seemed that every ball of light represented a possibility of history.

Inside the ball of light, there are unknown insects squirming.

In the end, these light balls came together to form a somewhat illusory ‘invisible door’!

Countless histories, countless possibilities, everything flows through the door.

‘This is the ‘Gatekeeper’ perspective… Koni once passed through the ‘Gate of Multiple History’! She’s not my history-heavy person, she’s from a different history! ‘

In Aaron’s mind, a conclusion suddenly emerged.