Gods and the Man Who Wants to Kill Gods

"I just, I didn't think that the Olglay I had lived in was like this, and I did understand that we weren't a wealthy town, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Kent had nostalgia in his voice, and the smell of industrial-age rust.

"Officer Bell, you're not a local humanoid, you probably can't quite understand the childhood of a humanoid like us living in a place like this, when I was a child, Olgley's life hadn't fallen to such a situation, and at that time magic was really not the mainstream energy source on our planet, unlike most of the construction in the big cities now. "

"Large-scale remodeling is also very expensive, just some of the major cities on the planet. "

"Anyway, we used to live a way of life based on oil and fishing, my grandmother used to be a very smart mechanic and was responsible for the maintenance of mining equipment, and my parents were oil workers, and our oil factory was built near the current swamp, which is abandoned. "

"I know that place, and I've heard that you haven't gotten to where you are now. "Of course, Olgley, the city of oil, the former city of oil, is now just a small town called Olgley, a lot of people have moved out, there are a lot of vacant houses, and most of the people who haven't left are living in RVs to avoid taxes.

Of course, Bell knew the landscape of this place, and he came here because of this, but when he came, he knew that the oil industry had weakened in this place, and he only saw the shadow of its former glory.

"Well, it's kind of ironic in the sense that I didn't really like the pungent smell of the oil mill at that time, and Officer Bell probably didn't know that we were really full at that time, according to the standard cosmic hours, as long as we had to go to 1000 standard cosmic hours every school year. "

"I ......" Bell recalls his childhood, and it really doesn't seem to have similar memories. "It's really not clear. "

"So at that time, I often went out with my friends, just in the swamp, or at the beach, and my parents and grandma were also busy, and my grandfather passed away when he was very young, so I was basically free-range, and there was always a feeling at that time that maybe it was because I was really too young to go far. Kent's voice was not loud, but it began to stand out to the quiet swamp.

"Wait a minute. Bell felt Kent's voice grow clearer, and he voluntarily turned off the engine, as well as the headlights and the lights in the control room, and their presence began to thin out on the quiet waterway.

"Quiet, a bit too quiet around. Bell added.

Of course, Kent didn't have much opinion, after all, he himself knew a little about this swamp, and he also knew a little about some of the inexplicable disappearance of the swamp, and when he was a child, his family did not use these things to scare him, including his own grandmother, of course. It's just that at such moments, he unconsciously recalls the kind of person who went to the swamp with him in the past.