Chapter 488 487. The exhibition hall is only open to visitors!

"It's snowing. This snow is really heavy. It reminds me of the night when I was picked up by you."

Murphy hovered in the snowy night sky, looking down at the silver-covered Scarlet Castle. He said to Tris next to him:

"I still don't know why you picked me up when I was almost dead that night. You just thought I was more handsome. Would it be a pity to starve to death in a desolate night?"

"Bah, shameless, how can you say you are handsome?"

Tris opened her hands in the air and let the snowflakes fall on her palms. She complained with a straight face:

"You are so shameless. You are quite shameless among vampires who are generally shameless. Just think of it as my kindness that night. However, the snow was indeed heavy enough. According to the weather in Transia in previous years, the next two

There should be at least three snowfalls in this month, and then a colder early spring will usher in.

To make matters worse this year, the land will face another challenge in early spring.

However, the jackals living in the Dark Mountains do not like to move in cold climates, so if everything goes well, their entry into Transia will be delayed."

"They can't get in!"

Murphy said confidently:

"We will keep them at the barren mountain defense line, and at worst we will never let them break through the swamp! My territory has finally improved, and I will not allow those barbarians to destroy it."

"Having confidence is a good thing."

Tris hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say what she was thinking.

Murphy didn't care about Tris thinking about things in the worst possible way. He took out his broken pocket watch and looked at the time, turned to Tris and said:

"The cleanup in the forbidden area of ​​​​the swamp should be over. I planned to go there tomorrow to have a look, but it is rarely snowing tonight. It would be a pity to sleep in the room with such a beautiful scenery. So, my dear Mrs. Tracey, I have the honor to invite you.

Will you come with me to explore the land of creation tonight?"

"OK."

Tris readily agreed.

She is very interested in the place of the Creator hidden in the swamp.

If the key to enter it was not in the hands of Murphy, the powerful spiritual master would not care about the so-called "martial law". She would have rushed in for a walk as soon as she discovered it.

Strong strength is the basic condition to ensure that Tris wants to die but will not really die. From this point of view, the Scarlet Witch is actually quite a thief.

During the more than a hundred years since she was in a state of desolation, she was no longer seen seeking death, but instead lived in a shabby courtyard in Cadman City as a housewife.

Obviously, Tris's understanding of "security" is definitely ahead of the curve.

She had previously recorded the location of the forbidden swamp. She would hold Murphy's wrist and disappear in the teleportation stream. After a few seconds of walking in the astral realm, she re-entered the material world and appeared at the foot of the bare mountain.

The heavy snow in Transia obviously cannot fall here. While the outside temperature drops sharply, the stable ecology of the swamp will not be broken.

Murphy awakened the all-encompassing device in his hand and put it into the form of an astral guiding stick. He walked forward with this strange-looking metal staff, and Tris followed closely behind, not forgetting to provide various protections for himself and Murphy.

Sexual spell status.

This time, when Murphy stepped into the passage to the mountain, his character card no longer prompted a pop-up message to prove that the internal blockade in this area had been lifted, so the vampire lord walked forward boldly and confidently.

After bypassing the stone stairs and walking down for several minutes, Murphy suddenly narrowed his eyes when he saw the metal stairs and a heavy explosion-proof door.

Hey, the painting style has changed!

All of a sudden, it went from a fantasy world with a medieval background to an exploration of suspected "relics of prehistoric technological civilization" with a vampire girl. Murphy was sure that if he opened this area to his little players, they would definitely do the same.

Exclaiming is unscientific.

But now it seems that the mystery of the so-called "Creator" should indeed be related to "future technology". After all, the steel gate in front of you definitely weighs a thousand tons and has a modular design. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be related to the mystery of psychic energy.

Bar?

What's more, there are a few things swinging and floating on the edge of your door. Hiss! Are those cameras?

Depend on.

It's quite high-end.

Murphy complained in his mind. When he and Tris approached the blast door, three suspension devices hovering around the metal wall quickly approached.

Their insect-like shells opened with a clicking sound and burst into blue light. This scene made Tris cautiously pull out the Serenade Scepter, but Murphy reached out to hold it down.

"It's just a detection scan, don't worry."

He said softly, and then raised the all-encompassing device in his hand.

This thing is a legacy left by the Creator, and it will inevitably be connected with the place of creation in front of us, and Murphy also has the identity of Administrator Alpha.

No matter how bad it is, it shouldn’t trigger a hostile reaction here, right?

As Murphy watched, an iron beetle-like device stopped in front of him. The vampire lord waved to it in a friendly manner. Then the shell of the thing opened, and a flashlight-like thing popped out and took aim.

"Whoosh"

A faint blue beam of light shot out, scanning from Murphy's head all the way down to his feet. A blue light curtain was also projected next to the iron beetle, presenting Murphy's body scan in the form of parameters.

Then Murphy tragically discovered that his platelet level was only one percent of normal levels, which meant that his blood was completely unable to clot naturally.

But if you think about it carefully, maybe this is because you are a vampire?

He also wanted to take a closer look at his "physical examination report", but the beam of the iron beetle in front of him disappeared in the next moment, and then hovered over Murphy's shoulder in a gentle manner.

"Welcome to the core area of ​​the Swamp Ecological Zone Exhibition Hall, Administrator Alpha!

The control core has granted you temporary visitor permissions. Please go to the underground data station to verify your identity and complete the binding of the 'Vientiane' device. After the process is completed, you will be given higher-level permissions."

The soft female electronic sound echoed in Murphy's heart along with the vibration of the iron beetle on his shoulder. This verified Murphy's guess that his administrator system was indeed the "Creator" from this world!

But this voice only echoed in Murphy's heart, and Tris couldn't hear it.

She could only see that after Murphy was scanned by the blue light, the three levitating iron beetles with energy fluctuations quickly restrained their attack movements, and even actively suspended beside Murphy, as if to protect his safety.

Same.

This made Tris sigh in her heart, her little Murphy was indeed a unique man.

He said that he was paid attention to by the subspace shadow and given some kind of power. Now it seems that the subspace shadow paying attention to little Murphy is most likely the creator worshiped by the Songhai people, right?

"Follow me, Tris."

Murphy reached out and took Tris's left hand. While browsing the rules of the newly pop-up swamp ecological zone exhibition hall on the translucent interface in front of him, he said to Tris:

"This is a psychic forbidden area. Temporary visitors cannot use psychic spells after entering it, and you must store all items containing psychic energy in the lockers in the visitor area."

"Psychic restricted area?"

When Tris heard this word, her expression suddenly changed.

For a psychic master like her, entering an unknown area where psychic powers cannot be used is obviously an unacceptable risk.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but when she saw Murphy's affirmative eyes, she knew that her little Murphy had confirmed that the area in front of her did not pose a threat to her personal safety.

"Don't be afraid, this is the land of creation, and we have become guests of the Creator. As long as we do not violate the rules here, we will not be harmed.

Come."

He pulled Tris forward and stood in front of the heavy explosion-proof door. He was scanned again in front of the window waiting for the "ticket check in". This time, the prompt simply removed all the "contraband" on Murphy and Tris.

Mark out.

However, what is surprising is that necessary evils are not marked as contraband. It seems that the magic sword that makes life fearful is also a "safety category" in the Creator's system.

The vampire lord took off his accessories and armor without paying much attention and only wore single clothes. The three iron beetles suspended next to him showed him the area where the clothes should be stored.

As he tapped, a very technological black box popped out from the metal wall next to it.

This fist-sized thing might have some kind of spatial characteristics. After all, Murphy has quite a lot of belongings, so it would never be put into such a small area.

Probably because of the unique identity of Administrator Alpha, after Murphy removed the "contraband", an iron beetle brought him a set of very simple black robes without any decoration to replace them.

It's a pity that Tris doesn't have this kind of treatment.

Every decoration on the body of the Blood Vulture Archduke is basically a psychic item. The front prompts Tris to take off these before being allowed to step into the land of creation.

This made the Scarlet Witch so angry that she waved her serenade scepter and prepared to try to "force her way through".

As a result, as soon as the psychic power was deployed, a harsh warning sounded from around the blast door ahead.

A red warning beam was projected in the air, blocking the road to the Land of Creation, and the metal cubes that began to roll around were like magic, with more than fifty strange-shaped firearms of various calibers popping up and aimed at them.

Got her.

Among them are electromagnetic guns that look very advanced, use energy as a weapon, and have started to charge.

This turn of events shocked Murphy.

He immediately opened his arms to block Tris. His identity as the administrator worked wonders. Although the sharp warning sound still echoed, those threatening defensive firearms were recovered into the weapons bay.

"This is the place of creation! Tris! I have reason to believe that there are powers hidden here that can hurt you."

Murphy looked back at the Blood Vulture Archduke and whispered:

"If you really can't adapt to an environment without psychic powers, how about you stay here first? Wait until I go in and get higher permissions before letting you in?"

"No! I will not allow you to step into this dangerous place alone."
To be continued...