Although there is no carnival blessing, compared to the failure of Paisiying a year ago, Paisiying is now much more prosperous.
Sibella really built up the Indian community in Patton. Sibella is a capable person. She did not take the boutique route in the Liszt District or the Lower Third Road in the Beqi District. It provided the middle-class civilians in Barton with a place where they could truly enjoy nightlife.
Looking at the surprised expressions on the faces of the aliens in the inspection team, Roy looked proud.
"What are you proud of?" When the aliens were allowed to experience freely, Zach took the time to talk to Roy, "The construction of Paisiying has nothing to do with you." Zach wanted to remind Roy to put Paisiying to work. It's okay to use it as a tool to shock the aliens in the west, but don't be too careless. The future Indian reserve reached with Sibera is the reason why Roy can now bring a bunch of western aliens here to freely experience and explore life. This bargaining chip for Zimixi's rebirth has not yet been fully realized. It's overdraft now.
Roy really prepared the ground escort work for this inspection team seriously, "I know what you are worried about. It has not been long ago that humans in the West District destroyed Indian cultural items during the carnival. You are worried that there are aliens who may interact with Those narrow-minded human beings have ill intentions towards the Indian community and have abused the welcome of the Paisin Indian community."
It's easy to say that Roy understands what Zach means. Zach's eyes have been following a specific guy in the inspection team for a long time. "Yes." Zach gestured to Roy, "Look. "
Roy looked in the direction Zach indicated.
On the outside, he just looks like an ordinary middle-aged man. He may have some strange tastes and wear colorful clothes.
Zach started observing this man during dinner, initially because of his race. Zach had not encountered this race for a long time...
He is a soul-sucking monster with the ability to absorb the soul marks of humans and beat the souls that naturally grow with humans back into the empty shells they were when they were born. It sounds quite evil, doesn't it? In fact, it is quite evil, at least when he was serving the master of his faith. Legend has it that the past faith was to use these soul-sucking monsters to create human puppets and control the process of human civilization.
However, those are all matters of ancient beliefs, much older than Ripken's belief in using boring hide-and-seek games to influence human lifestyles.
Before today, Zach thought that this race was extinct, but he didn't expect that there was still a living one in the Sabbat's alien 'collection'. Uh, hopefully this is the only one.
So out of curiosity, Zach has been observing this soul-sucking monster. Gradually, Zach's focus of observation shifted away from curiosity.
The first thing that caught Zach's attention was that this guy wasn't eating anything for dinner. The Indian delicacies specially arranged by Roy were given to a skinchanger in the same group in a secret way.
Zach searched his knowledge reserves and confirmed that the soul-suckers had food needs and that soul marks could not be used as food. The physical consumption of the body of a middle-aged man like a spirit sucker requires material food to supplement it. Moreover, Zach also confirmed that the food needs of the soul suckers are no different from ordinary humans. This guy's refusal to use Indian food is a personal decision.
The second thing that caught Zach's attention was that after dinner and before free movement, Roy gave the group two options for collective action as a way to digest food after the meal: One is to visit the Indian Culture Museum. Generally, human tour groups will come. What Patton did. The second is to visit the wizard's laboratory, a travel project that only foreigners can experience.
Insert it. When Roy mentioned the options, Zach was a little surprised. The wizard's laboratory, Roy was not referring to the Tower of Babel, right? The relationship between the wizard and Rimmer is not very clear. Even if the wizard opens the request for western aliens to visit the Tower of Babel, Zach doesn't think Rimmer will agree. If the laboratory Roy was talking about was the Tower of Babel, it would directly expose the unresolved problems in Barton to these investigating aliens.
Afterwards, Roy explained to Zach that Zach's worries were unnecessary. The laboratory was not the Tower of Babel, but Sibera's original laboratory, which was used to study Papa's midnight creation of werewolves and male sirens (the wizard). The place where Papa's midnight creation 'Rongsu' was discovered). The only similarity with the Tower of Babel is that they are both underground.
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Roy mentioned that the purpose of these two itineraries is quite obvious. The two itineraries point to the two directions of humans and aliens respectively. Whichever one you choose represents the motivation of this group of investigation groups to come to Barton. Do they want to know more about Barton’s human living environment or more? I want Patton to liberate his suppressed alien nature after seceding from the West.
Neither is 'better', but the former is clearly more... peaceful.
The way the delegation makes decisions is by voting, with the minority obeying the majority, and those who hold the majority visit the museum.
This voting was originally intended to test the motivations of the members of the inspection team, so it was not an anonymous vote. What Zach noticed was that the only one to abstain was the spirit flayer.
Combined with the fact that this guy doesn't eat Indian food, Zach vaguely came to the conclusion that this soul-sucking monster didn't want to have anything to do with any Indian affairs, so he didn't want to choose. That's reasonable.
The third thing that caught Zach's attention was the visit to the museum. As you all know, most of the things in the Indian Culture Museum are Mrs. Quinn's relics and were moved here directly after the carnival exhibition.
Most of the alien races are 'monsters' who have lived long enough. Even if they live in the west, they know a lot about the history of India. They are actually not interested in ordinary exhibits. They may know the history of India better than the owners of those exhibits. How did this country follow the trend and become a minority nation now
What caught the attention of the inspection team... were actually Mrs. Quinn's ridiculous 'relics'. We also know that Mrs. Quinn is a dabbler. She has Indian ancestry, but she is far from Indian culture. Collecting the so-called 'culture' is just her hobby.
This resulted in many of Mrs. Quinn's relics being... Forget it, it would be too hurtful to tell lies. At least for now, the Indian community in Paisying still needs to maintain Mrs. Quinn's reputation to gain social attention.
But those foreigners in the inspection team have no such worries. When they see something that is too ridiculous, they will laugh straight away.
For example: "Dream catcher? Hey, come and see, it says that the thing made of plastic wire is the dream catcher in Indian legend? Hahahahahaha..."
This kind of laughter, before it developed into real sarcasm, Roy snuffed out this behavior: "These are the relics of Mrs. Quinn, the founder of Barton. You can either have a little respect for a famous old woman who has passed away." , or, give this city a little more respect for Tori, because Mrs. Quinn is the daughter of my right-hand assistant (Zach)."
As I said before, in the eyes of the foreigners in the west, Barton's society is completely different from the west, and it is Toledo's achievement. Toledo's role as an assistant to Zmich was a matter between these vampire clans. All they could give to the foreign tribes below was respect.
No alien dared to joke anymore, and no one even wanted to stay in front of Mrs. Quinn's relics any longer. The relic, haha, the relic is a ghost, the person is still alive, and the eternal life is alive with Toledo! The previous teasing may have offended the 'assistant' father, but now if he wants to change his impression, he has to be careful with his words and actions! Everyone understands that if they want to live in this city, what they need to see is Toledo's face!
But there is one exception.
The spirit sucker. When everyone else found Quinn's relics to be a joke, this guy kept hanging at the back of the team looking bored. Then, when everyone was speeding past Mrs. Quinn's relics, this guy became interested and carefully read the description of each Queen's relic. From time to time, he showed an "interesting" face, and he thought he was hiding. A sneak peek at Zack.
It seems that this guy is not as straightforward as other aliens to make fun of the collection of a half-baked Indian, but he is very interested in Toledo making a half-baked Indian a descendant~ This is a reasonable guess.
Then now, Zach motioned Roy to see the soul-sucking monster and was about to tell his speculation.
The spirit sucker was standing in front of an Indian snack stall. He had no intention of buying food, nor did he want to inquire about the strange-looking food. He was just standing in front of the stall, blocking the way of other customers. .
"Be careful, this guy will secretly observe me." Zach reminded Roy not to look too obviously, "But he doesn't know that I have been observing him all the way."
Roy only glanced at him. He was different from Zach. What he wanted to observe was everyone in the investigation team, "Manfield." He gave the name of the spirit sucker, "I don't know what conclusion you came to. , but if you are worried that he is hostile to Indian culture, you are wrong. There is absolutely no way he hates Indians."
Zach was stunned for a moment, "Absolutely?" Zach didn't like being called absolute.
"Absolutely." Roy's eyes had drifted to others, and he explained to Zach, "You know that there are slums in the west that deliberately suppress the Indians' survival resources."
"I know." Zach did know that there was one in Vega City, and he passed by Vega when he was taken around by foreigners from the funeral industry.
"We didn't care about anything in those slums before. If the living facilities in those places couldn't operate, and the Indians in the west would lose a place to live, we wouldn't care at all." Roy was talking about the devil. The Yan clan has, uh, is continuing to suppress and deprive the Indians of social resources. "He is one of the few people in western society who cares about the living conditions of the Indians. He is one of the few people who are still surviving in some slums." s reason."
Zach raised an eyebrow, "He's a philanthropist!"
There is no problem with this conclusion. Helping groups who are exploited and suppressed by the entire society to maintain their living conditions is not a philanthropist.
"Yes." Roy shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Zach, "Don't forget, Lily selected this group of inspection team members. He wouldn't select some people who are just messing around. A representative alien race in the Sabbat."
Uh, too. As expected, the selection of personnel for this investigation team cannot be completely catered to all the foreign races in the west, and must be representative.
Zach frowned, "But his behavior is too unreasonable. Why is he unwilling to eat food, why does he abstain from voting? Why is he so interested in Mrs. Quinn's things?"
"Are you curious?" Roy looked at Zach with a hint of teasing in his tone, "If you're curious, just ask him. There's no point in observing others in such a secretive way."
Yes, Zach doesn’t have to observe others like this. This is Barton, Zach’s home field...
Zach pouted, left Roy's side, and walked towards the spirit-sucking monster Manfil.
I have to say that Manfil's dressing sense is really weird. When Zach got closer to Manfield, he unconsciously looked at the other person's clothes. Various bright color blocks were spread on Manfield's shirt and shorts. The closer Zach got, the more he felt like he was approaching a flower. Poisonous mushrooms…
The more colorful the mushrooms, the more poisonous they are, common sense, right
Something amazing happened.
As if it felt Zach's approach, the body of the soul-sucking monster first stagnated for a moment, then turned around and walked away from Zach, taking small steps very quickly.
Zach frowned, quickened his pace slightly, and kept up.
It was obviously his first time coming to Barton and Paisiying. This spirit-sucking monster seemed to be more familiar with the roads than Zach.
This inexplicable chase lasted for five minutes, and Zach stood at an alleyway with only a dead end in front.
Zach hesitated at the entrance of the alley. Zach knew that Manfield was waiting for him at the end of the alley.
There seemed to be no point in hesitating, and Zach walked into the alley.
"I ate the soul marks of some passers-by and have obtained most of the city's information, including the city's map." The soul-sucking monster at the end of the lane spoke. There was no tone in his voice. He was just stating the facts, "No need." Worry, Barton’s real master, I control the distribution of soul-eating marks so that no civilians under your territory will suffer permanent damage.”
Zach raised his eyebrows, and while continuing to approach the other party, "If it's just a map, you can ask me and Zmich (Roy) for it."
"Of course I also want to know things other than the map." There was kindness in his tone, "I made a judgment when I saw you and Zmich appear together, and I didn't have the chance to ask anything else about this city. "
Zach didn't understand, "Why no chance?"
"I didn't expect to see you when I first came to Barton. Toledo."
Zach walked up to Manfil, and the soul-sucking monster in front of him bowed respectfully. He continued, "I plan to learn about Barton's situation under the leadership of Zmich, and then look for opportunities to contact you." . But you showed up directly, and my plan could only be advanced. So, sorry, I used some unconventional means to bypass the step of introducing Patton's situation that Zmichna obviously had his own plan for."