Secret: I can play two paths

Chapter 347 "Idealistic Tampering": "Contact of the Third Kind" (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)
In the square, a group of locals gathered around the central pool, some kneeling, some crawling, some muttering, and some singing softly, their expressions pious yet numb.

As soon as they noticed someone approaching, they stood up suddenly and ran into the surrounding alleys in panic.

The windows on the second, third and fourth floors of all the surrounding houses slammed shut one by one, and the square became quite quiet, but Siatas's intuition told him that there were many people behind the windows, at the corners of the alleys, and in the dark corners, watching the stranger who suddenly broke into this world.

"Are the resistance forces so alert?"

"Of course, they are doing something that is punishable by death. Their faith is still not recognized by the 'sea god' Kalvetuwa. Once the church of the 'tyrants' knows about it, I'm afraid they will face a substantial 'storm' of blows."

Since the "Elf Singer" Xiatas was here, Star did not call the Church of the "Lord of the Storm" the "Storm Church" as usual, but called it the "Tyrant's Church" like some churches in the five families.

This kind of address did not make Siatas have much resistance. She asked doubtfully:
"Then why do they persist?"

“Perhaps there are only two goals for anti-colonialism: for freedom and independence.”

This is something that cannot be negotiated with colonial countries such as the Kingdom of Loen.

He thought of the colonies that had been carved up along the southern route.

If all these colonies are to be liberated and developed, how could these "parasites" and "vampires" who live on the exploitation of colonial interests be willing to let them go?

Things have come to this point, with core interests conflicting, so there must be a contest of power.

That is force, even war.

——This is also the basis for Star and Adam to negotiate.

If Star wanted to support the colonies' pursuit of independence, then resolving conflicts among all parties through war was inevitable.

It just so happens that it is impossible for Adam to give up his own ritual of becoming a god - to provoke a war involving all levels of the world.

So Star has a certain basis for cooperation with Him.

Established on the basis of cooperation against colonial aggression.

——Yes, that’s right, now the “script” has begun to follow Star’s requirements.

The future direction will be very different from the original development.

In this regard, Star only said one thing:
You've traveled through time and space and have gained the ability to cheat, so why are you still timidly following the original boring script?
Why couldn't he just let go and let Adam customize a script for him when he had so much information?
In fact, that’s what Star did.

And, he did it.

After looking around, Star smiled and said:

“Before being completely colonized, the natives of the Rorsted Archipelago had always believed that this god, who often appeared in the form of a giant sea snake, protected all the islands here and prevented them from being swallowed by earthquakes and tsunamis.

"Now, this kind of belief has been banned, and the Storm Church has been cracking down on pagans. Even the Night Church and the Steam Church cannot expand their influence here. There are only a few churches left.

"But in reality, this kind of belief that has been around for hundreds or thousands of years is not so easy to eliminate. There are still many believers of the 'Sea God' in Bayam, Blue Mountain Island, and the Rorsted Sea. Even if a group of people are arrested and sentenced to various capital punishments every one or two months, it is impossible to reverse this situation in a short period of time. The main support of the resistance army is the believers of the 'Sea God'.

“In my opinion, even if the end of the world comes, these people’s pursuit of faith will never disappear.

"As for the long-lasting attack? Just look at what they are like now:
“Even though we were small and humble in front of the colonizers, we couldn’t live like human beings.

"But the bugs have never been defeated."

Colonization and anti-colonization... smallness and never being defeated... Siatas listened thoughtfully, followed Star into a four-story house on the right front side, and walked up the narrow stairs to the top floor.

Just when Siatas thought that Sta was going to knock on the door, he simply pointed to the door on the left and said:
"I will show you the way next, but I won't appear in front of others."

"Then how should I contact you?"

"Don't worry about that. It's not like I won't follow you in secret to protect you."

"But the security here is very strict..."

Feeling something was wrong, Siatas suddenly realized that the group of natives were looking more towards her.

She previously thought that independent women were rare on the sea, and it was even more difficult to meet a special "race" like herself who went out to sea.

Plus Star's appearance now looks more like a native, a servant.

Now that I think about it, there may be other reasons behind this.

"...Psychological invisibility?"

Siatas, who had a lot of experience, immediately guessed what Star was going to do.

"Yes, you can learn it yourself."

Star implicitly pointed out that Siatas could also make use of the "skill bar" of the "player".

"But since you have mastered this 'skill', why did you change your appearance in the first place?"

"I can only say that this makes it easier for my 'incomplete version' of 'psychological invisibility' to be ignored."

Just like if a colorful stone is placed in the middle of the street, even the most "confused" person will realize that something is wrong and wake up.

"understood."

Siatas nodded thoughtfully.

The "skills" of the "players" were indeed unsophisticated at the beginning, had many loopholes, and were very imperfect.

At this time, some methods and means are indeed needed to make up for it.

As for the suggestion made by Star.

In fact, after she knew that "players" could actually master some of the power from other sources, she had been consciously collecting information in this regard.

Among them, "psychological invisibility" is also a skill that she covets.

It was just that since this was more passive and out of her control, Siatas just buried it in her heart.

Otherwise, the "Ocean Singer" who was hiding in the dark suddenly started singing and fired "cold arrows". Just thinking about this combination made Xiatas feel invincible.

Now, she actually saw this irrelevant extraordinary ability appear in Sta. Does this mean:

If the extraordinary abilities of the "players" are further improved, can they also break through some limitations like Star and master some abilities that were originally difficult to master?

Wouldn't that be...

Without thinking any more, seeing Sta pointed in a direction, Siatas knocked on the door on her left.

Boom boom boom!
"Who?" someone inside asked in a low voice.

Star responded with a chuckle on behalf of Siatas:
“Friends who sent wine and barbecue.”

The leader is really versatile, he can even imitate a woman's voice... Siatas rarely complained in her heart.

However, this kind of disguised girl can also be included in the extraordinary ability of "Disguise" similar to the "Faceless Man", so she was not particularly surprised.

And just at this moment, the person inside asked a strange question.

"where is it?"

Star took a step back and said:

"On the sea." The door creaked open slowly, and Siatas saw a naked arm.

There was a blue-green, ferocious sea snake tattooed on the arm.

Standing behind the door was a shirtless man with a ferocious blue-green sea snake tattooed on his arm. There were short stripes of red paint on the sides of his cheeks, chest and abdomen, in groups of three.

There is murderous intent... Xiatas was almost furious at the other party's rough eyebrows and cold-blooded eyes. Fortunately, Sta used the mental link to keep her calm at this time.

At this time, the man opposite saw that Xiatasi, a woman, came alone and almost frowned, but he finally endured it.

Because as a foreigner who knows the nickname, and a woman at that, she is generally an adventurer or pirate who is not easy to mess with.

There is a strong atmosphere of discrimination against women on the sea. Women who can make it among adventurers and pirate groups are either very scheming and resourceful, or very powerful, or both. They are people who must be treated with caution and guard against!
This Edmonton isn’t taking this lightly.

Siatas said nothing, and followed Sita, who was acting in secret, into the room.

"Edmonton, who's here?" A mellow voice came from the window.

The tattooed man said as he closed the door:

“They were camouflaged.”

At this time, Siatas had taken in the situation in the room and had a preliminary understanding of it.

The living room here is not big. It looks cramped with just a cabinet, a table and a few chairs.

It is worth mentioning that when Star looked at the public washroom at the corner of the stairs on each floor, he found that it seemed to be cleaned regularly and there was no obvious odor emanating from it.

“This is different from the original development…”

Star thought in his heart.

At the same time, he looked towards the door of the "bedroom" and the living room, where four or five men were standing or sitting. They were all locals with dark skin and slightly curly black hair.

They wore dark blue Taraba shirts, with more or less red paint smeared on the exposed skin. As for the sea snake tattoo, Star could not see whether it existed because it was blocked by the clothes.

Some of them had revolvers on their waists, some held brown-red hunting rifles, and some even carried gray-white steel backpacks and held thick high-pressure steam rifles, forming a semi-encirclement of the newcomer Xiatasi.

The person who had just asked the question was a man in his forties sitting in an iron wheelchair, with a blanket on his knees and wearing a jacket.

He had a shaved head and had blue beard on both sides of his cheeks. His dark brown eyes were restrained and seemed to be calm.

He glanced at the visitor, was stunned for a moment and said coldly:

"Ma'am, I don't remember you ever visiting me."

"This shows that I did a good job of disguising myself. Haha..."

Siatas quickly recited the lines given to her by Professor Star, so as not to be exposed in an emergency.

The last sneer of contempt was intended to silence the rebel leader named Karat.

Is there a possibility that she, Xiatas, is not actually Xiatas, but someone else who has "disguised herself" or even "dressed as a woman"?

In this light, the rebels' aggressiveness and relentless questioning on such matters appear to be extremely unreasonable.

Karat paused for a moment and remained silent for a long time, as if he also remembered this possibility:
If there really is an extraordinary person who is capable of disguising himself as a woman to such a state, offending him does not seem to be a good choice.

Besides, if Siatas is really a woman, so what? The fact that she can come here alone shows her confidence.
They were all out on the sea, how could Karat be so stupid?
So the worst possible scenario didn't happen—and Star didn't need to step up and execute another backup plan.

Instead, Karat slowly smiled:

"what you up to."

Having said that, Karat narrowed his eyes, and slowly moved his gaze forward, staring at Siatas.

Just as he expected: there was no tension, worry, vigilance or other emotions in Siatas's eyes. Her eyes were like a deep ocean.

Moreover, he seemed to have experienced that kind of violent aura that came from the sea from Lord "Poseidon" before.

So he winked at Edmonton and the others, secretly raised his guard, and did not dwell on the previous topic.

Siatas subconsciously glanced in the direction of Star, then recalled the plan and replied:

"Look what good stuff you have."

Karat pointed at the table and said:
“It’s all up there.”

There were many strangely shaped objects placed there, including whistles made of bones, simple and crude bagpipes, iron-black leaves, and stones stained with blood...

"According to the definition of you outsiders, they are not magical items, but they all have some supernatural power. It's just that they will slowly, well, not too slowly weaken until they disappear."

"See if there's anything you want first."

Karat introduced them, and at the same time, he looked towards the right side of the pile without revealing his expression, as if he wanted to guide Siatas to look towards the right side of the pile.

Siatas was actually delighted in her heart, but she didn't show it for the time being, saving a lot of time and pointing over there.

There was a short sword made of slender bones, slightly longer than the forearm, milky white in color with a few deep dark red markings.

No longer needing to choose and ask, she asked curiously:

"what is this?"

At the same time, Siatas just stretched out her right hand at Sta's instruction, trying to pick up the bone sword with a sharp tip.

Noticing this, Karat and Edmonton looked at each other and said with a smile:
"This bone sword can suck the blood of the enemy, which is pretty good. Do you want it?"

"Let me see."

Seeing that Star had made a gesture indicating that everything was ready, Siatas touched the bone sword with her fingers.

As soon as her fingers touched the bone sword, desperate and painful cries suddenly echoed in her mind. A strong stench of blood faintly emerged from her nose, and she seemed to see twisted, rotten, and mucus-wrapped phantom figures in front of her eyes.

At this moment, a substantial roar came into Siatas's ears.

Even without activating her spiritual vision, Siatas saw an illusory, gigantic blue-green sea snake before her eyes.

It was located in an ancient and dark ruin, coiled on a half-fallen pillar, with its ferocious head raised and its bloody mouth open, revealing curved fangs that were longer than a human forearm.

On the milky white fangs, there were layers of blood and mucus flowing.

A gasp echoed here from a long distance, like a huge monster that had been suppressing its hunger with great difficulty and finally saw the right prey.

As a "Singer of the Sea" with pure elven blood and a "Storm" path sequence 5, who could be more suitable than Siatas as a carrier for her descent?

Without any prompting, the "sea god" Kavitua took the initiative to contact this tempting "carrier".

But on the other side, there is Sta who has been waiting for a long time.

"Idealism" is launched.

Corrected the attempt of "Sea God" Kavitua to invade and pollute Siatas' soul.

Modify this erosion to [Idealism - Contact of the Third Kind]!
(End of this chapter)