I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 119. The Mushmen Have Their Dignity!

The three people present were nobles, officers, and merchants. They had all seen the world but never such a large carriage. They were shocked for a moment.

Apart from shock, they were also worried.

"Char, you're messing around."

The Duke frowned. "Pelican Town's security department has been busy with the assassination case these days. They didn't organize any patrols outside the city. Otherwise, such a big guy would have been discovered long ago. Are you going to race in Greenwood?"

"The Duke is right. If I didn't guess it might be you, I wouldn't be the only one who saw this carriage today. You should have some way to hide it," Orlando said coldly. "Do you?"

"That's right. Come, let me show you a magic trick."

Char extended his hand to Saxson and Felix.

"Come, where are the things I asked you two to bring?"

Saxson handed him a piece of [Compressed Crystal] while Felix brought a rusty structural core.

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[Compressed Crystal (excellent)]

Material

Used to make a spatial ring. It can generate a 0.5*0.75*2m cubic space.

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In [Fantasy World], the control of space items other than a player's backpack was strict. The spatial ring was a space for the rich to put away their swords. The space created by this crystal was only a long strip of space.

And Felix had given him an antique.

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[Quasi-God Core (severely damaged)]

*Garbage/luxury/ancient artifact

It was so badly damaged that nothing could be seen.

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Char put the Quasi-God Core aside and took the resources from the airdrop. He took out [S.P.R. Drink], [Magic Engine Oil], and [Universal Repair Fluid] one by one.

"Mr. Brian, please help me make a bottle of potion." He beckoned to the Mushman.

But the latter didn't move at all.

What's going on? An uprising?

"Mr. Char." Brian bowed slightly and said politely, "According to the contract, when the materials arrive, our obligations have ended, and we have also obtained the [Titan Giant Blueprint]. Given the possibility of conflict between you and the elven army in the future, I think it is time to part ways."

"Well... Are you sure?" He asked with interest.

Behind him, Saxson and Orlando had already stepped forward. With the addition of Evelyn, who had moved behind the Mushman, the four of them surrounded him.

Brian looked around, seemingly unafraid.

"We don't like violence, Mr. Char. We're good at using our brains, calculating, and excavating ruins, but our goblin allies have praised that we're better at 'messing things up.'"

The Mushman raised his head and stared at Char with his small eyes. "If you insist on keeping us, we will let the MCV sound a harsh horn to make sure that the elven guards in the nearby towns can hear it. You know that we can do this."

After he finished speaking, the air seemed to have turned heavy.

The others looked at Char as if they were waiting for him to make a move.

However, Char compromised.

"Alright," he said. He pursed his lips. "Since you're unwilling to help, I'll do it myself."

He walked into the MCV and took out the alchemy equipment. He mixed the bottles and jars according to a certain ratio, and the beaker suddenly erupted like a volcano.

Then, he looked at Brian.

​ "I don't like to use violence either, but if you want to beg me later, you'll have to cry harder."

"The Mushmen have our dignity, Mr. Char," Brian said seriously.

"I hope so," Char smiled.

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Five minutes later, the various liquids stopped rolling and mixed into a mercury-like liquid.

Char threw in the Quasi-God Core he had just obtained.

The core floated above the mercury and began to spin slowly.

At the same time, the surface of the liquid was slowly dropping.

In its place, the cracks on the core began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was filled up.

If the thing was slimy and dry before, it was now as if it had been squashed for 20 to 30 years. It was round and smooth, with fine color, and faintly emitted a feeling of twisting space.

Felix was a little dumbfounded.

A few days ago, Char had written to him that a pile of garbage from the mechanical civilization was hidden deep in the Pelican Town warehouse. One of them was a core the size of a walnut, full of cracks, and he asked him to bring it over.

Even though he had expected Char's omniscience, Felix still couldn't believe it. After all, he had spent an afternoon rummaging through this thing. Even the elf in charge of the warehouse didn't remember it and asked if he had made a mistake. In the end, they found it.

And now, this useless thing he could not understand had suddenly become a treasure.

"Does your heart aches?" Char asked.

"No, I don't feel bad..." Felix waved his hands.

When the Quasi-God Core was restored entirely, Char brought the Compressed Crystal close to it, and the two fused into one as if frozen. Then, a musical system notification rang out.

[It has been detected that the conditions to open the 'Quasi-God Space' have been met. Do you want to open it?]

"Yes!"

[Quasi-God Space] has been activated. Current remaining space: 25*10*8.

[Mechanical creation - Terras Titan KN-X detected. Do you want to bind it with the 'Quasi-God Space'?]

It was the original name of the MCV.

"Yes!"

As soon as the order was given, the MCV in front of them suddenly disappeared. The people were all stunned, not knowing what had happened.

[Terras Titan KN-X has been stored. You have the right to name it once.]

"Name: Arknights."

['Arknights' has been named.]

After that, Char looked at the stunned visitors.

"How was it? Was this magic trick fun?"

The first to lose his composure was none other than Brian.

The Mushman almost rolled and crawled to Char, hugging his thigh.

"Mr. Char, is this 'Quasi-God Space' from the 'mechanics' of the second era??"

As a Mushman who had dug up all the ruins of Andaheim, he was more knowledgeable than Saxson before entering the sieging area. It was not surprising that he knew about this.

Char nodded.

"B-but the problem is, as far as we know, the maximum capacity of the Quasi-God Space of 'Mechanic' is no more than ten cubic meters, and you..."

"That's because the mechanics of the second civilization are all technological nerds. They don't know how to train their bodies."

"What?"

"The size of the Quasi-God Space depends on two things. One is the medium to open it, and the other is your strength. The reason why it could offset its weight and be carried by a mechanic is because of its buoyancy - Would you feel tired from holding a balloon? You wouldn't because something was holding it for you. It's the same for the Quasi-God Space, but the mechanics are too weak, limiting the balloon's size. Even their deaths are related to this."

Brian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said in realization, " "Do you mean that the mechanics who disappeared mysteriously in the documents were sucked into the Quasi-God Space? It's like... It's like a person being tied to a hot air balloon and eventually flying into the sky?"

It was true, but Char did not answer.

He looked up at the sky and grinned.

"Speaking of which, the Mushmen also have dignity, don't you think?"

Without any hesitation, Brian knelt.

"Mr. Char!"