I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 71. Live Two More Years

Messiah did not know who would become the chosen one. She would only be awakened after the chosen one died. So, she did not know much about this man called Fitzrock!

God's chosen one was born after Fitzrock's era, which would come way later.

The time spanned over a thousand years, which gave Fitzrock enough time to attempt waking up Messiah.

But he failed.

A talented guy like Fitzrock had failed to become God's chosen one... That didn't make any sense, right?

Unless...

He had not died before the birth of God's chosen one?

Char broke into a cold sweat from this terrifying thought.

According to Kireg's records, the average life expectancy of a mechanic was only 56 years. Although it was later improved to 77 years, it was still within the range of a normal person.

So for thousands of years after Fitzrock's era, if he hadn't died...

As for a person who could invent the "Holy Grail", would he mind living for two more years?

He probably didn't mind!

Since there was nothing wrong with living for two more years, what about living for a few more eras?

There's nothing wrong with that... Right?

So that Ravesland ruins today...

It was terrifying!

Just as Char was scaring himself, Messiah suddenly said:

"Someone has asked me this question before. "

"That God's chosen one is from the second era?" Char asked immediately.

"Yes, It's him."

"He's also curious why Fitzrock didn't become God's chosen one?"

"Yes, because he's also Fitzrock's "Fan". In your words, he's a "fanatic". If Fitzrock is a God, then he's a fanatic."

Char remained silent.

It seemed that he was getting closer to knowing if 'Fitzrock was still alive'.

It was as if there was a thick layer of fog over the Ravesland, making it difficult to grasp.

He suddenly felt that this was a clue to the instance dungeon, and wondered if he should buy this book from Kuris ...

"If you like it, then take it."

Kuris suddenly appeared.

"What?" Char suddenly became alert. "I won't trade a bottle of restoration fluid for this stupid book!"

The corners of Kuris' mouth twitched, revealing an ugly smile.

He didn't explain anything. He turned to the men and women who were chatting and clapped his hands.

They all looked at him.

"It's time to close the city."

He said coldly, immediately causing a wave of wailing.

"Happy times are always so short..."

"Will it open again?"

"See you later, Kuris, I'll miss you ~"

"Me too, my dear Kuris~"

After a series of greetings, they all slowly left. The ceiling closed, and the ground opened again. The half-finished Dragon beast slowly stretched out its body.

"You can go now."

Kuris turned to Roland.

"Ah? A-alright."

Roland nodded and bowed respectfully to Char. "You will definitely remember our agreement."

Char waved her hand impatiently.

It was obvious that Kuris had something to say to him.

As he watched Roland leave, Kuris sneered, "Don't you think he looks a lot like Fitzrock?"

"What?"

Char was shocked.

Kuris pouted at [How To Be The Next Fitzrock].

"Fawning over anyone who benefits them, with no principles or bottom line."

Char smiled noncommittally.

"Who would be willing to do this if they weren't forced to by life?"

"Interesting theory."

With a fake smile on his face, Kuris suddenly straightened his back, and his eyes had become fierce as if he had become a different person!

He threw out an earth-shattering statement at Char.

"You ... You're not from the upper city district, are you?"

Yay?

How did he know?

Without waiting for Char to speak, Kuris explained, "The composition of this healing liquid is very complicated, but there are two main ingredients that are very conspicuous. I happen to know them. The dark light mushroom and ghost head, which are specialties from the 'outside'. Kuris pointed up. "Where are you from?"

Char was already full of questions, and now he was even more confused.

Kuris was referring to the Northern Red Grasslands, but he was talking about two special products of Andaheim ...

Eh!

No...

Wait a minute!

Could it be that he was referring to ...

"Andaheim!"

Char suddenly realized that she had a misconseption!

All this time, he had only used two methods to enter Andaheim. He either used Mia's pendant as a key to enter directly, or he took the path left behind by the ancient mushroom people. The latter was more common.

Both of them had one feature, which was that they had to go through a teleportation gate.

The link always gave him the feeling that "Andahaim" was "Transboundary". It was as if there was a door to go from the living room to the dining room, but in fact, the door was useless, and it was more reasonable to dismantle it. The two were one!

After floating down from the sinkhole in the river of rites, they had drifted to such a deep place!

This is Andaheim!

This is why there was a mechanical relic here ... The y-axis coordinate was correct, and he was even deeper underground in Andaheim!

"You don't have to answer, everyone has their own secrets, " Kuris continued. "I didn't mean to coerce you."

Char's brain was spinning fast as he was trying to understand what he said.

A moment later, he smiled and said,

"Then you have a favor to ask of me?"

"You sent Roland away so that my identity wouldn't be exposed. It's best that I can continue to enter the Upper city district openly ... Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

Kuris raised his eyebrows, feeling that Char was now in control of the conversation, and thought for a moment.

"Although you've acted well as a disgusting noble well, if you observe carefully, you can still find a lot of faults. It's just that you're too annoying, so those little guys just now didn't notice..."

" You can help me perfect my act."

"Oh?" Kuris raised his eyebrows. "I'll need the experiment notes of Feilulinde."

Char smiled, "I don't know him, but I'm guessing... The method to become a mechanic is inside it."

Kuris gave him a deep look.

"I'll tell you everything about Feilulinde."

"Pa"

Char snapped her fingers.

"Deal."

"What?"

"It means a deal."

Char smiled.

Kuris shrugged his shoulders. It was as if he had suddenly become a different person, shrinking from his radiant appearance to a sloppy and dejected mechanical assistant.

Char heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him switch back from his battle form.

Now, it was time for him to focus on other things.

"You've seen residence from 'above', haven't you? I don't think there's any ghost head or dark light mushroom in the fourth section."

"I have a client. He provides me with the materials regularly, " Kuris answered slowly. "He's someone from above, so I can use the materials he provides to make the combat mechanical beast that I've been dreaming of."

Char could not help but ask, "Did he leave his name?"

"He did."

"What is it?"

"Svartalfheim."