Night World Players

Chapter 54: Echoes of the Disaster: The Guardian of the Mist
Rast's consciousness sank into the increasingly dark night.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when he regained consciousness, the first thing he noticed was the cold metal ground.

Rast opened his eyes and looked at the world in front of him.

It was pitch black all around, with the only source of light coming from a kerosene lamp.

Compared to the electric lights that are common in the world today, the lighting capacity of this kerosene lamp is obviously much worse, and the dim light can only illuminate a very small space around it.

This seemed to be a lighthouse commonly seen in coastal areas, and he was in a dark and narrow room inside the lighthouse.

In the darkness not far away, the outline of a wooden ladder was vaguely visible, which seemed to be connected to the optical lens system higher up in the lighthouse, used to illuminate ships.

Whether it is a kerosene lamp or an optical lens system on a lighthouse that requires manual adjustment...

These are technologies that have long been eliminated in the modern era.

In other words, the lost history corresponding to the remnants of this disaster... its level of civilization is not modern, but at most more than a hundred years ago, such as the level of civilization in the era of Deep Blue Port.

As soon as such a thought arose.

"Lassiter?"

A familiar call sounded in my ears.

Rast turned around and saw the girl with the rapier walking out of the darkness where the lights were not. Her long chestnut hair shone like flames under the light.

Her right hand was holding the hilt of the Shining Morning Star, ready to draw the sword at any time.

After seeing Rast's face clearly, the stern expression on Hiltina's pretty face eased a little.

However, her grip on the hilt of the sword never relaxed at all.

“Last, don’t get close. Although the probability is not high, similar cases have occurred in previous strategies for the Echo of the Disaster…”

"After entering the night world, the people I thought I was traveling with were replaced by some filthy creatures from the remnants of the disaster, disguised as my companions."

"Because of the special nature of the Disaster Reverberation, the original rule prohibiting the disclosure of the existence of the Night World to the natives will be partially invalidated... And not only the appearance, but even the voice of the pretender can be exactly the same, so he was never exposed during the entire capture process, and only revealed his true identity when the capture reached the final node of the Disaster Reverberation."

"In the end, it directly led to the destruction of the entire attacking team."

Xiltina's voice echoed in the silent space: "Answer my question."

"When we first met at the bar, what two drinks did you mix for me? How much did you charge for the service?"

"I only mixed one kind of wine for you at that time, which was "Karma Fire Flowing Sand". I originally recommended "Amber Love" to you, but it was not mixed in the end."

Rust responded, “Besides, I didn’t charge you for your services.”

He smiled and said, "After all, Miss Hiltina was just a penniless pauper in Deep Blue Harbor at that time."

After hearing Rast's answer, Hiltina breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, she saw Luster raise the iron-moon revolver and point it at her.

"It's my turn to ask questions."

"Ms. Hiltina, how many hamburgers can you eat in one meal? Ten or twenty?" Hiltina was stunned, and the ahoge on her head twitched visibly.

"Burgers are not part of my normal diet..."

"And don't you think it's pretty rude to say a lady can eat ten burgers in one meal?"

"That's right."

Last thought for a moment and put away his revolver. "This is another level of verification. After all, in addition to the fake person who replaced my companion's identity, there is also the possibility that the companion in front of me is actually some kind of illusion, generated based on my memory."

"Before entering the night world, I gave my subconscious a mental hint, telling myself that Miss Hiltina is actually a super glutton who can eat ten hamburgers and twenty pieces of fried chicken in one meal, and can also drink ten glasses of happy water."

"If you are really a character born from my hallucination, then you should admit that you are a good-for-nothing."

"Of course, if I just give mental hints but don't completely modify the corresponding memory details... this mental hint will soon conflict with the original memory, allowing me to detect the flaw."

Shiltina: ...

Although what you said is quite reasonable, what about this urge in my heart to hit someone?

And that was when Rast and Hiltina spent some time and effort and finally confirmed each other's identities.

Last saw lines of azure blue text passing through his mind.

[Night World Mission - "Echoes of Disaster: Guardian of the Mist" has been opened]

[Era Introduction: Nearly a hundred years have passed since the disaster called the "Iron Cross Plague" broke out in Deep Blue Port and swept across the entire continent.

Even though for unknown reasons, the Iron Cross wave was contained after it spread wantonly for more than a decade and established a civilization belonging to a new race of Iron Crosses.

However, with the Iron Cross Plague as the origin, evil gods, natural disasters, pollution, corruption, beast tides... disasters of varying sizes have continuously befallen this once prosperous continent.

The originally fast-developing civilization came to an abrupt halt, countless prosperous kingdoms were shattered in the disaster, and thousands of civilians were displaced. To this day, compared with a hundred years ago, the level of human civilization has not only not improved, but has regressed, and the population has only been reduced to one-tenth of that in its heyday.

The remaining humans can only huddle in the scattered surviving countries and survive.

The land transportation had long been blocked by the Iron Cross and the Beast Tide. The sea route became a bridge connecting the survivors' bases, allowing the various settlements to exchange what they had, so that human civilization still had a basic framework and had not completely collapsed.

And the one who is along the coastline, watching over the final channel...

A mysterious organization that keeps the flame of civilization alive under the watchful eyes of alien races, cults, and evil gods.

Its name is——

"Shore Guardian"

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[Mission Introduction: Dongshui Town, an inconspicuous seaside town, is located on the former "Golden Coastline", now the "Broken Coast". It is one of the important waterway nodes connecting human civilization. The "Shore Keepers" have members stationed there for a long time.

But a month ago, the town was shrouded in thick smog, and the "shore watchers" originally stationed there lost contact.

As a member of the "Shore Watchers", you and your companions were sent here by your superiors to investigate everything that happened in this Frozen Water Town shrouded in fog.

(End of this chapter)