Night World Players

Chapter 139 Civilization Epic: Battle of the Lost Coast (Two in One)

The aroma of the food and the orange light from the night light warmed the night before departure.

Hiltina did not stay in the student dormitory for too long. She said goodbye and left after the dinner she cooked was over.

She knew that Rast was never the kind of person who liked to be reluctant and pretentious. Instead of wasting too many words and emotions on farewell, it would be better to save time and energy for subsequent actions.

Just like what happened in Deep Blue Harbor, Last blew up the metal pier without any hesitation and faced the wave of Iron Cross in the port area.

There is no need to say goodbye reluctantly. All we can do is to say take care of each other and wish each other a safe return.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

When it was still dawn, Rast boarded the military's express train to the Mystery Tower.

Compared to Last's previous experience of taking the train to the Mystery Tower, the atmosphere on this train ride was much more depressing.

Before arriving at the Secret Tower, one could see the troops stationed outside. Once one actually entered the military restricted area surrounding the Secret Tower, the number of checkpoints for inspection and identity verification increased significantly.

Not only Laster, but also the crew members on this secret train were subjected to repeated interrogation.

"It's probably because of the great upheaval in the imperial capital."

Dean Yin curled up on Rust's shoulder, yawning one after another...

It has always had a reversed day and night schedule. It sleeps when it is sleepy and eats when it wakes up. After eating, it lies on the sofa and plays with its smart device until it feels sleepy. Now getting up early with Last is almost the end of this ferret's life.

"Although the royal family currently has the upper hand, the noble allies who are connected to the secret organization will obviously not just sit there and wait for death. They are likely to launch a final counterattack."

"As one of the most important confidentiality agencies in the empire, the Arcane Tower stores a vast amount of secret objects, including more than half of the prototype blueprints in the Taboo Catalogue... These troops and checkpoints should be set up to prevent the final counterattack of the Noble Alliance."

"What Xiao Tina and the others are worried about should be one of these things."

Dean Yin stretched out his furry white tail and rolled out a small dried fish from the space crack.

Having learned from the experience of going hungry three times a day last time, it specially stockpiled a huge amount of junk food in the secondary dimension this time, waiting to be full by the time it came to watch the live broadcast.

"Alas, one crisis after another... I don't know when this world will be able to truly settle down."

Dean Yin stuffed the dried fish into his mouth, his words a little unclear: "Then I can rest easy and not worry about the safety of you guys every day."

"I didn't expect that Dean Yin has such a grand dream of world peace."

Last smiled and stroked the furry head of the little ferret. “However, if we want this world to truly settle down, I’m afraid we can only wait until the remaining historical reverberations of the Sixth Epoch and the final reverberations of the End are completely cleared…”

"Things called the Night World and the Twilight Disaster should be completely wiped out from this world."

"Yes, by then the world will be stable... people will have fewer dirty thoughts and impurities in their hearts, and any passerby will have a pure and glorious soul. The whole world will be full of high-quality meal tickets."

“By then, maybe I can reach the eighth level in three years, and the ninth level in ten years. It won’t be long before I can truly ascend to the throne of God and become a true god.”

Dean Yin chewed on the dried fish and fell into a reverie: "The true God has a nearly infinite lifespan, and a huge number of believers and churches... Then I can lie down and watch TV series every day, and the believers will offer me endless grilled fish cakes as sacrifices every day."

"As for the order under my command, I will continue the name of the academy and call it the Church of the Protection of Magical Creatures."

"Then, I will appoint you as the Holy Son of the Church, and Little Tina and Little Xia as the Holy Ladies of the Church... and your task is to take turns day and night to comb my hair 24 hours a day."

Dean Yin's ruby-like eyes reflected a crazy light.

“Hehehe, just thinking about it makes me feel so happy.”

"This is simply a ferret's utopia, the Golden Country..."

What exactly is this most marten fantasy?
Listening to the evil laughter of the little ferret on his shoulder, which was completely immersed in his own fantasy, Rast couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Also, the Church for the Protection of Magical Creatures...

Are you sure this is really a true church and not some evil cult organization that everyone will hate?
Amid the quarrel between the man and the mink, a military train engraved with the pattern of a black eagle sped across the plain.

Until, the dark tower was already in sight.

……

This was not the first time that Rast had entered the Mystery Tower, so he was familiar with the various inspection procedures in the Mystery Tower.

Military restricted area, detection checkpoint, soul rune circuit and iris authentication, mystery tower, and epoch hall.

Soon, Last arrived at the center of the Epoch Hall, which was also the final night world of the Sixth Epoch and the entrance to the Epoch Reverberations that he was about to enter.

However, the senior schoolmate who had led him to the Mysterious Tower to look up information had now parted ways with the Starry University and Last's own position, and embarked on a completely opposite path.

"So... Senior Ingrid."

"You will choose to contact the gravekeepers, become involved with those despicable nobles, and even break the law, betraying the ideals and justice you once believed in..."

"What is the reason for all this?"

Last looked at the empty and silent hall in front of him, at the ancient stone tablet that was weathered and simple, and carried the breath of time, and murmured softly to himself.

But soon, the whisper disappeared with the wind, and even the little ferret on his shoulder did not hear it.

And Rast's eyes returned to silence again.

That's something I'll have a chance to deal with later...

And if at this moment, he cannot return safely from the Echoes of the Era, all this will become meaningless.

"Well, let's make one last confirmation."

Last looked at the dark stone tablet in front of him and let out a breath.

"The prop reserve is confirmed."

"The mental state is okay."

"The preset original sequence of the image crystal sub-body, mechanical structure, "Key of Heaven", sacred grenade, emblem costume, and Fool's Library... has been confirmed."

"Completely prepared."

After saying his last words, Last placed his hand gently on the epoch tombstone.

Along with a cool touch, the night like a gauze gently enveloped him.

Last's sight and consciousness were shrouded in the curtain of eternal night, and he was intoxicated and didn't know where to go.

……

Above the Epoch Tombstone, the light of the night only flashed for a moment.

When the light dissipated, Rast's figure was no longer in the Mysterious Tower.

"Although it is only a few hours or days in reality, this echo of the era is at least several months in terms of his perceived time." Professor Barbarossa's powerful voice echoed in the Mystery Tower.

He shrunk himself to human size, walked in from the door of the hall, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the place where Last disappeared, and expressed deep emotion.

"He's just a sophomore at Star University, probably no more than 18 or 19 years old."

"At such a young age, he has to survive in a strange world for several months. I don't know if he will miss home while he is in there."

As he was expressing his feelings, Professor Barbarossa discovered that the ferret next to him didn't seem to want to pay any attention to him.

Dean Yin said nothing and just kept moving things.

It landed on the ground from mid-air, then waved its little paws and tail, continuously moving things out of the space rifts of the exclusive secondary dimension and into the Epoch Hall.

First, there is a huge and neat picnic mat that can accommodate seven or eight people for camping.

Then, there were seven or eight large bottles of happy water.

Then, there were countless foods... dried fish, grilled fish cakes, potato chips and fried chicken, densely covering the entire picnic blanket that could accommodate seven or eight people.

There was even a big bucket of popcorn.

"Dean Yin, what are you doing?"

Professor Barbarossa was shocked.

As the caretaker and administrator of the Mystery Tower, Professor Barbarossa has seen many people come to the Mystery Tower.

But most of those people came and went in a hurry, going to the Secret Tower to check information files with a clear purpose, and would never stay for too long.

Dean Silver was the first person Professor Barbarossa had ever seen who brought a complete set of camping tableware to the Secret Tower... the first marten.

The ferret even set up a barbecue grill and was currently using its tiny paws to unskillfully assemble its stainless steel pipes.

"You know what? This is called fighting with preparation."

"Or else, do you want me to watch the live broadcast on an empty stomach like last time... and even have to depend on that little girl Ophelia's mood to eat something?"

"As for the mental health of this guy Rust - don't worry, his ability to adjust his mentality and endure loneliness is much better than that of an old gorilla like you. It's not our turn to worry about him."

Dean Yin moved his ears disapprovingly, without even turning his head, and continued to fiddle with his barbecue grill and stainless steel pipes.

"Gorilla, come and give me a hand. At worst, I can give you a few of the grilled fish I made."

"The company that produced this grill is really heartless. They only considered the disassembly and installation experience of humans, but never considered the situation when their customers are not humans but magical animals... They didn't even make any optimizations for ferrets."

Professor Barbarossa opened his mouth slightly, shocked.

He had never seen such a shameless mink.

But in the end, Professor Barbarossa had no choice but to step forward, take the stainless steel pipes and put them together.

Although they both look like magical animals, Professor Barbarossa's gorilla looks more like a human than the petite ferret, and it is easier for him to assemble the barbecue grill.

There was no other way. He felt that if he didn't help, the ferret would really stay in the Mystery Tower for three days and three nights.

……

"Huh, I finally got it done. I worked so hard on myself."

A moment later, looking at the barbecue grill that was finally erected, Dean Yin let out a long sigh and wiped the non-existent sweat from his face with his paws.

After doing all this, Dean Yin took out a crystal from his arms and placed it not far from the picnic blanket and barbecue grill.

The next moment, the crystal burst out with brilliant light.

In the interlaced light and shadow, a pure white light curtain slowly emerged.

"By the way, what are you doing here, gorilla?"

"Do you want to watch the live broadcast together?"

Dean Yin stretched out his furry tail to test the temperature of the anthracite under the grill, then retracted his tail as if stimulated by something and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, it took out several pre-marinated raw fish from the secondary dimension warehouse and placed them on the grill.

Smelling the aroma of barbecue and the sizzling fish on the grill, Barbarossa was speechless.

However, he still shook his head: "Although I am also curious about the experience of that little guy Rust in the Epoch Reverberation, I still have the responsibility of supervising the Arcanum Tower, and I can't leave my post for too long."

As he spoke, Professor Barbarossa took out a piece of pitch-black metal and placed it next to Dean Silver.

It was clearly solid metal, but the moment it touched the ground, these inky black metals melted quietly and turned into flowing liquid metal particles, like immortal mercury.

Then, these mercury-like liquid metals quickly condensed... and gradually gathered into a petite human figure.

"It was Her Highness Ophelia who asked me to come."

"Although she is currently in the imperial capital on guard against the counterattack of the noble alliance and cannot be away for the time being, she still asked me to send a mercury avatar to record the image of Last's transmission crystal in real time."

"Your Highness's reason... seems to be that as the prototype developer of the Zenith Sword, he wants to see the first actual combat effect of the forbidden weapon."

Listening to Professor Barbarossa's answer, he looked at the familiar petite girl figure beside him, which was formed by flowing mercury.

Dean Yin was rolling up bamboo sticks and grilling the tail of a fish on the grill... and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

……

The other side.

Rast, who had already entered the night world, naturally had no idea what was happening in the mystery tower in the present world.

In the increasingly dark night, lines of azure blue words flashed rapidly before his eyes.

[It is detected that the traveler is bound to a locked historical node, and the previous night world line will be continued]

[Night World Mission: "Epic Civilization·Battle of Broken Coast" has been opened]

[Historical background: The Broken Coast and the waterways along the coast are the bridges connecting human settlements after the catastrophe, and are also the last pulse of human civilization.

An organization called the Shore Watchers has been sitting on the broken coastline for a hundred years, and has also been guarding the last shipping route for mankind for a hundred years.

Today, forbidden creatures from the depths of the ocean are stirring, and ancient legends from previous civilizations have emerged from the long river of history, just to break this final coastal defense line.

The curtain of a turbulent era has been unveiled.

This is an epic chapter, a hymn to heroes, and a battle of fate that could become a turning point in human history and determine the direction of civilization in the Sixth Epoch.

(End of this chapter)