Chapter 76 Prophet
It would be unwise to rush into the enemy's lair without knowing the situation clearly.

But now that we're here, the child is still young... Besides, Ji Jue really doesn't have any clues about the non-attack. In order to continue exploring, this risk must be taken.

Besides, with Ball on hand, as well as ace bodyguards like the Mavericks and even Andre Ayew, he can still escape at the critical moment.

Just like that, I followed them into a ruin, and after pulling aside the camouflaged baffle, I found a path leading downwards... The sewers of the entire town were incredibly wide, crisscrossed, and complex in structure. Walking in them, there even seemed to be magnetic field interference, and the compass soon became useless.

Just like that, we went down layer by layer until we reached the deepest part of the sewer, where we saw a rusty rolling shutter door.

But the space behind the door was unexpectedly large.

It was simply a large camp. The sewage treatment facilities that were of no use at all had been completely thrown aside, and replaced by simple sheds and tents.

Unlike the mess outside, there is a lively scene inside.

Various people with signs of alienation on their bodies were walking around in the square, and there were also people setting up stalls, but the stalls were filled with compressed food and various things that were incomprehensible.

There seemed to be sixty or seventy people in the entire camp, and the relationship between them was close. After noticing the situation of outsiders, many of them revealed a hint of vigilance or alertness.

"mom!"

A child's voice was heard, and the wheels of a cart rolled over. But on the cart was a disfigured figure, who pushed the cart forward with one hand and warmly hugged the middle-aged man walking in front.

After noticing Ji Jue's gaze, he hid behind the middle-aged man in fear, covering his slightly alienated limbs with a rag, carefully.

On the cracked and sunken face, a pitch-black glass bead acted as an eye, carefully peeking at Ji Jue and the other person. After noticing his gaze, it quickly hid behind him.

"Xiaojiu, are you good? Go back first. I'll come to see you later." The middle-aged man smiled and patted his head: "I'll take them to see the prophet."

After watching the child leave, the middle-aged man did not explain anything and led them inside until they came to a door where two burly, alien figures were guarding outside.

"Please take out your weapons," the middle-aged man said. "Although it is offensive, we cannot allow you to bring such things into the Prophet's presence."

Aware of the gazes of the people around him, Ji Jue did not move.

"To be honest, I'm a little scared too." Ji Jue asked tentatively, "Can you ask the prophet to move out for a while?"

"Hey!" the guard shouted angrily, "Outsider, don't be so presumptuous!"

"It doesn't matter——"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind the door: "It doesn't matter whether you carry weapons or not. You don't know the abilities of the Chosen One, so there's no need to pretend.

Please come in, two outsiders. Due to my health, I cannot go out. Otherwise, I would not have gone through so much trouble."

The guards looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the door for them.

The room behind the door was unexpectedly empty.

There were no fancy furnishings and decorations as expected; rather, it was empty.

There are only two chairs.

One chair had been through many years, with traces of repairs remaining on it, while the other... seemed to be welded to the ground, with cables entangled and needle-like connectors piercing through the tattered body, and faint electric sparks could be seen flashing.

On top of the body that had long since decayed and broken was a head that was barely connected to the body.

The dry, broken, bald scalp has a metallic texture, and I don’t know how many transformations it has undergone.

The old face vaguely showed some feminine features.

"Hello, outsider." She introduced herself: "I am the 'Prophet'."

Ji Jue stood opposite her and did not sit down. He just looked at her carefully and said, "It seems that you don't know everything."

"It's just that others call you that. The name is just a code name, there is no difference." The prophet's expression twitched, as if grinning: "I guess you must have a lot of questions now."

"Indeed, there are so many problems that it seems less urgent."

Ji Jue shook his head: "You seem to be very familiar with us, the Chosen Ones?"

"There are people like you every few decades. They come here to dig for treasures, to look for gold and silver, or to hunt for prizes. Men and women, all the same. Some left, some died.

After dealing with them a lot and seeing them more often, we became familiar with them. "

"What is non-attack?" Ji Jue asked knowingly.

"…The third attempt and posturing, really interesting, you are much more cautious than I thought - if you like, I can explain it from the beginning.

The so-called non-attack is the matrix left by Mercury, one of the few legacies left in this world by the former [Mo]. You came here for this, right?"

The prophet raised his eyelids with great effort, staring at Ji Jue's appearance: "You are so focused on the Way of Embers, and you don't even have a matrix, but you dare to break into the Rift to explore, and even... enter the old workshop.

If it is not for "non-aggression", then what is it for?

Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Ji Jue didn't say anything.

“Please don’t be so vigilant. We, the old, weak, sick and disabled, are just parasites on the workshop system, ants that luckily weren’t recycled and reset. We don’t pose any threat to you two.

Especially the one behind you, he has been looking for my weak spot from the beginning. It really makes me feel very uncomfortable. "

The prophet smiled, lowered her head with difficulty, and revealed the crack on her skull and the densely packed tiny gears inside, not hiding her weakness. "Don't worry, I have no intention of pretending or suspense." She said bluntly: "In the past few years, when our people were exploring outside, they found some traces of mercury at a fork in the underground passage, but it was too dangerous to continue inside.

If you are willing to assist us, we can send someone to show you the way."

She paused, and finally said: "It's just that, if possible, I hope you can do us a little favor."

Ji Jue remained silent.

No words were spoken.

He just looked at her for a long time and sighed silently.

"I'm sorry, you may have misunderstood."

He defended himself seriously, "We two brothers were actually just passing by, but we were accidentally dragged into this place and don't know what's going on.

As for things like Feigong and Mercury, we don't know much about them and we are not interested in them. I really don't know what you are talking about. So, forget about cooperation."

"is it?"

The prophet was slightly speechless, but he did not get angry or show any attitude of forcing. He just nodded slightly and said: "Maybe I misunderstood."

She sighed softly, her eyes drooping. "Although the camp is small, it is still large enough to entertain guests. You two can come and have a look, and stay or leave as you please.

If you change your mind, you can always come to me.”

Not urgent, or rather, confident?
Ji Jue couldn't understand it and couldn't figure it out.

After taking one last look at the prophet, he left with Xiao An.

The people in the camp prepared a place for them to rest, and even provided them with two packages of compressed biscuits from outside. Although the expiration date had passed two or three years, they were still edible.

Xiao An didn't notice the poison either.

There aren't any bugs here, but there might be some alchemical tools spying in secret. After all, the entire Rift is Mercury's workshop, and no one can tell what weird stuff these 'locals' have in their hands.

The ghost ball temporarily created a safe space, allowing the two to communicate.

Xiao An was full of doubts: "Brother Ji Jue, aren't you here for the Matrix?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Ji Jue nodded calmly: "But even if I really want it in my heart, it doesn't mean I can't say no, right? Accepting a gift doesn't mean I agree, and agreeing doesn't mean I have to do anything, right?"

"...I always feel like something is not right." Xiao An looked confused, but he seemed to be aware of something. Is this how adults talk? It's hard to understand. I'll write it down and ask Sister Huahua later!
And Ji Jue fell into deep thought again.

He might not understand the Rift, but he knew how bad his luck was.

He almost failed at the beginning, and found nothing during his confident treasure hunt. He finally brought something back, but somehow he got in touch with the locals, and they all joined together to do big things?

What are you thinking!

Besides, did he really not trust that inexplicable...prophet?
This name sounds like a charlatan!
It would be better to trust the refrigerator than to trust her!
"follow me."

He suddenly stood up, opened the curtain of the tent, and waved to the middle-aged man who was in a daze not far from the door. He said seriously, "To be honest, there is something very important that I haven't told you yet."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and looked nervous.

Then, Ji Jue said solemnly:

“—I can fix the air conditioner!”

???

At that moment, confusion that almost solidified into substance appeared on the middle-aged man's distorted face.

What the hell?

“I can fix the air conditioner.”

Ji Jue repeated, "Excuse me, is there anything you need? It's free, no compensation! I'm just happy to help!"

In fact, he really knows how to repair air conditioners, and not just air conditioners, but also color TVs, televisions, washing machines, scooters, electric scooters, tricycles and even vans.

As for unblocking pipes, plastering walls, circuit maintenance and even the maintenance of various large equipment, I wouldn't say I'm proficient in them, but at least I have some knowledge of them!

In short, as long as it involves maintenance, he can do it!

Faced with such a bizarre statement, the middle-aged man was stunned for a long time, turned around to ask for instructions, and came back after a long time, saying carefully: "The prophet said that as long as you don't damage the equipment in the camp, you can do whatever you want.

Be careful, I'll be watching you."

"What are you waiting for?"

Ji Jue whistled and took the lead: "Let's go!"

　Stuck, so stuck...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)