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Francine grinned, and immediately raised his arm, showing the holographic projection screen to his partner:

"You see, the situation on my side is similar. The readings related to the spatiotemporal distortion field are all normal. I really want to figure out where this guy is hiding, and what he is going to do next."

"Where else?" Suo Zhongwu looked at those green readings, unwillingly clenched his right fist:

"The other hole of the cunning rabbit. We are in the bright place, so tired and sweaty, he can do it well, hiding in the dark comfortably planning a conspiracy, casually using the earth to do things without injury. If we can't make it, a new round of attacks has begun. Up."

"If everything in the landing module is normal, we can now carry out aerial reconnaissance instead of just talking here." Francine spread his hands and smiled helplessly:

"I still insist on that point. Engine failure can be avoided. Commander Wang urged several times during the change of track. Dorothy's operation was too bold. It was the first time that I saw her operation of the vector nozzle. ..... Forget it, it has already happened, don't think about it, don't think about it."

"Why don't you think about it." Suo Zhongwu did not agree with the partner's point of view.He raised his head glumly, stared at the crescent moon in the sky, gritted his teeth and said:

"Once the engine fails, how many things will be delayed. Fortunately, there are sufficient spare parts, Dorothy is there, and the operating system upgrade is not a problem. Okay, it’s up to you. When the landing cabin is repaired, we will act immediately. This bastard was caught out and beat him up to the point that he didn't even recognize him. As long as he catches Ling Mian Ren, it will be no use to make trouble without injury, even if they seek foreign aid to tie the rebels, bandits, pirates and orcs of this world together. It’s not enough to stuff our teeth!"

"It's not enough. But the premise is that we have to find a hiding place for Ling Mian Ren." Francine is not just pouring cold water on the partner.She herself frowned and her expression became quite distressed:

"I have no doubt about Dorothy's ability, nor do I object to beating Zero Face Ninja into a pig's head. But we have shortcomings in hardware, almost no special equipment, and the drones we bring are very limited. The efficiency of reconnaissance It won’t be very high. Wu, do you want to release the written report first? We can file an application for Commander Wang to deploy a few more sets of surveillance satellites in far and low earth orbits. With satellites, we can obtain massive amounts of data, zero Even if Mianren can hide, five days - no, three days at most, he will be able to find his trace."

"It's too slow." Suo Zhongwu raised the leg unit, first took two steps forward boredly, and then turned around 180 degrees, suddenly facing the stone wall of the planning village:

"In three days, it is not surprising that what happened. Fran, the satellite must be deployed, but we'd better take the initiative and find ways to win the support of local forces. For example, Kotweimel, such as Aquitaine, or even the entire The Frankish Kingdom. If you can mobilize the local natives, you will definitely be rewarded."

"But the speed of the local people's information transmission..." Francine looked at the swaying torch between the battlements, thoughtfully:

"Forget it, something is better than nothing. When the landing module is repaired, we will visit His Royal Highness and help him set up an optical signal transmission network. This thing has appeared in the "Count of Monte Cristo". In short, it is based on light. Transmission telegraph system. The level of technology in the Middle Ages can barely support the operation of this system, although the efficiency is still too low...Awu? Corporal Suozhongwu? Is there anything on my face?"

"<Count of Monte Cristo>" Suo Zhongwu seemed to be answering the wrong question.He stared directly at Francine, without blinking both eyes:

"Fran, you just said <Count of Monte Cristo>? Genius, what a genius!"

"Although I don't know what you are feeling..." Francine blinked, carefully raised his left arm, and quickly dashed on the holographic projection screen:

"But I must pay attention to the physical and mental health of my partner. Strange, 36 degrees, normal body temperature?"

"I'm okay!" Suo Zhongwu waved his hand happily, showing two rows of white teeth with a smile:

"Didn't you just talk about the "Count of Monte Cristo"? I just thought of the treasures on the island. The same is true here. The "Ancient Empire" that was destroyed a thousand years ago must have left a lot of heritage. If these resources can be dug up, let alone I found the nest of Ling Mian Ren, and it’s not impossible to kill it directly!"

"You mean, ask for help from the hereditary mage?" Francine's expression suddenly became very subtle:

"Well, this is indeed a way. But we still need to see the king. I talked to the priest. The wizard guild is one of the nine Frankish nobles (only the high nobles of the royal family). They usually stay in their own. The steel dome is easy to avoid foreign visitors. If you want to visit him, you must have a letter of introduction issued by the king, and you may not be able to talk about it."

"A group of elders and children, pretending to be big-tailed wolves." Suo Zhongwu snorted disdainfully:

"It doesn't matter, I don't intend to talk to hereditary mages anyway. Captain Davot, Corporal Suo Zhongwu, according to the specific battle situation, make the following suggestions: After the landing module is repaired, the reconnaissance team may go to the Pyrenees to try to contact the natives. The legendary'lich'. Is it right? Please give me instructions."

"You are really..." Francine was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to his senses:

"The official document is good, much better than the template of the auxiliary system. Wu, are you serious? It doesn't necessarily matter whether a lich exists or not."

"The kind of lich in the fantasy setting may not really exist." Suo Zhongwu already has an idea. The more he speaks, the more confident he is, and the more he speaks, the more confident he is:

"Other things, but not necessarily. When I was helping in the square, several households used the lich to coax their children to sleep,'It lives in a dark cave, and no explorers are allowed to disturb.' As far as I know, this The story has been circulated in the southwest of Aquitaine for many years, and every generation has heard it from their parents. If the person who lives in the cave is actually an ancient survivor with high-tech hands, it’s not a matter of tracing the little things like zero face tolerance Come on hand?"

"The premise is that this hermit is willing to cooperate with us." Francine raised his index finger calmly, and pointed out Suo Zhongwu's weakness:

"Furthermore, the technology products he/she collects must be in good condition and cannot be broken after use. Corporal Suo Zhongwu, Captain Davot believes that these preconditions are too harsh."

"I know." Suo Zhongwu shrugged, nonchalantly:

"The one who lives in the cave may be just a cynical lunatic, or a rotten-eared orc who ran out of evil. In fact, judging from the fate of those explorers, the true identity of the'lich' will make it worse. Horrible. For example, a whole hungry, uninjured tribe."