Chapter 1,395 Powder Keg

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Otherwise, it is said that art comes from life and is higher than life. The popular translation of this sentence is that the things you can encounter in reality will always be more ridiculous than in stories - because after all, you have to think about making up stories. It's reasonable, right? But do you think how many things I deal with in my daily life are reasonable? In the past two days, the little crow has started trying to hatch chicks from walnuts again...

We never imagined that the clues to our home world would be right under our noses. Of course, the bad news is that it is also right under our noses. The coordinates are recorded at the friction point between the two countries. How did you say it? You searched for it thousands of times, but suddenly you look back and you see that thing is right next to you. Although there seems to be something wrong with the second half of the sentence, it basically means the same thing.

"This location is a huge trouble," Sandora frowned and tapped her fingers on the coffee table involuntarily, "No matter what happens over there, it will definitely be discovered. It is the most dangerous place on the border between the empire and the fallen apostles. Closer."

I thought about it and slowly understood what Father God meant, and at the same time I also had some ideas in my mind.

"Because it's very sensitive there, so the Protoss can't send people there to recover it, right?" I glanced at Father God, "As long as you randomly send one or two people there, it will easily be taken as a sign of a coalition between the Protoss and the Empire. Bad The better ones will start a war directly, and the better ones will definitely send people over to check the situation. If they find out their intentions, they will be passive in everything."

Father God nodded: "That's it. It's embarrassing to say that this was originally something from the God Realm, but now we can't send people to pick it up. If it is somewhere else, the God Realm will directly send people to pick it up. It won’t be so troublesome to get it back and deliver it to you.”

"The Gods can't take action. Can we?" Qianqian happened to pass by at this time, heard what we were discussing, and immediately blinked and came closer, "We want to announce that we sent people to travel there, Abyss Hope The spirit may not believe it…”

I thought about the situation in that area, trying to find a way to send people over without alerting the enemy. After thinking for a long time, I came to a conclusion: It is easy to send people over, but there is absolutely no way to turn a blind eye to the fallen apostle. You have to understand. Hundreds of monitoring stations keep an eye on that one spot day and night. How intense should this monitoring be? If this is just a fly flying over, the other side will probably be able to tell you the male and female immediately. So what's left to think about is: How to steal an artifact back without being noticed by the fallen apostle?

If successful, this will be the most thrilling attempt to hide the truth in history...

But it seems that there is no solution at all. I thought of two alternative plans: The first plan is to send a large army to fight openly and openly, making it clear that we are going to fight a war of aggression, and then capture that territory in the melee, and things will naturally disappear. Just got it. I didn’t dare to speak out about this plan, as it would be easy for Sandora to mistake me for being out of my mind...

The second option is a bit espionage-like: we send a few people to drive a shuttle over blatantly, because at that point of friction, this is "normal."

"Both the Empire and the Fallen Apostles have built many outposts in that area." I moved my body and slowly spoke of my thoughts, "It's like a line of fire, with one post every three steps and one sentry five steps away. Each of these outposts is There will be some changes every once in a while, sometimes it's moving positions, sometimes it's personnel changes, sometimes it's just to confuse the other party's sight. At such a close distance, the actions of the people on both sides are basically open to the public. . The most exciting outposts even changed guards in front of the enemy—sometimes even symbolically throwing two self-destructing probes at the enemy."

"We only sent a few people to join the normal changing of the guard troops. The other party has long been accustomed to it, and they must not have thought that there is anything special about these changing of the guard troops." Sandora immediately understood what I meant and took the initiative After taking up the conversation, "Both sides are monitoring only the void channels. No one cares about the universes there, because no one on either side dares to build military fortresses in those worlds: once they do, it will be a signal for all-out war. So just pretend Serve as a sentry on normal duty, and then look for opportunities to lurk inside those worlds, and then you can do the rest freely. As long as you don't build a military base on the main material plane, the alarm will not be triggered."

I nodded. This was my idea. No matter how difficult the details were, it at least sounded feasible. Father God also nodded slightly, obviously he also recognized this idea, but he was still a little worried: "This task is very difficult, and there is only one chance of success. How sure are you? If you are really not sure, you must be ready for a full-scale war. , I will go back and prepare reinforcements, etc. No matter what, we cannot lose the position in that area."

"I will go in person and bring with me the best group of people." I said my initial thoughts casually. There was no surprise on Shandora's face. After being together for many years, she already knew what I would think under any circumstances. However, Father God's reaction was a bit interesting. In addition to being surprised, he was also a little surprised: "You and I were They have very similar tempers. I was also committed to death back then..."

I:"……"

When trouble comes, it’s better to open a big tower if you don’t decide, or to send a tower if you don’t decide. Is this considered the traditional culture of our race, the Great Void Clan?

There was a reason why I decided to go there in person. After all, I was already past the age of being a fool, and I couldn’t make plans on a whim. First of all, the number of people who can go this time is limited. You have to bring three or five people to explain, but you have to bring thousands of troops there. It is said to be the changing of the guard at the outpost. Do you believe it? Abyss Xiling? Therefore, the number of personnel must be small but refined. Secondly, we must consider that if the operation fails, we must have a hard fight with the fallen apostle. In this case, there must be someone who is capable enough to fight in front - at least one He's strong enough to withstand a fight, and only Taoist Priest I can't kill him can handle the task of traversing the entire empire. In this way, even if the mission is exposed, we can still buy the last bit of time. Don't underestimate the time gained, maybe we will get the things.

And more importantly - if you can't fight, you can still retreat...

"That's good," Father God heard my thoughts and smiled happily, "You are indeed quite similar to me back then. Then I will leave all the information here for you. We only confirmed that the thing is there Which world. And its approximate location, but after all, it’s been too long, and the data is a bit inaccurate, so it’s hard to say what it looks like specifically.”

As he said that, Father God took out a scroll from his arms and put it on the coffee table. I put the scroll away and asked Bingtis to translate it before setting off. A major event was now on the agenda. As for the inaccurate information given by the other party - this is not a big problem. Nothing in the world is so satisfactory. At worst, I'll find out more slowly when I get to the place. I believe that artifacts will always shine. They are much more dazzling than gold. Such a thing that can easily stir up the fate of the world is at least world-famous. Maybe the local indigenous people have clues.

At this time, Anweina floated out of the kitchen. Holding the snack plate and tea in his hands, the little ghost quickly put the things on the coffee table. Father God observed these exquisite pastries with great interest: "Why are there so many small holes in these cakes?"

Anweina wiped her hands in embarrassment: "It turned out to be nuts - Mistress Sandora picked them up and ate them when they were just roasted..."

Father God and I said at the same time: "..."

Sandora turned her head to one side and pretended not to know anything. The moment she turned her head, she touched the cake as fast as the wind.

"Speaking of which..." While the rest of us were immersed in attacking the small cakes baked by Anweina, Father God suddenly spoke slowly, "In addition to talking to you about business this time, I also have one more thing to do."

I mentioned it in my heart. Here it comes: The big brother in front of me looks lazy, but in fact, his moral integrity is probably higher than that of our whole family plus one dollar. The serious matter he just told us can actually be explained clearly by just sending a confidant here, then he There must be other plans for coming in person. This "incidental" thing is probably the highlight.

Then under my curious gaze, Father God took out a round plastic piece from his pocket, with a very puzzled look on his face: "This thing was recently spread to the God Realm. It is said to be the latest product of several bordering worlds between Star Territory and Xiling." Popular trade items. Cyndia brought a lot of them back when she went out to play - I went back and studied them for a few days, what on earth is this?"

I looked blankly at the colorful pictures on the plastic sheet and the big words below: The sky and the earth are collapsing. The situation changes, the shocking sadomasochism between the Seven Sons of God and the Last Demon Queen - The Complete Works of Calabash Baby (Part 2).

Shandora also turned her head and glanced. At that time, half of the cake was stuck in her throat. She choked and her eyes widened. She quickly took a pistol and shot three times in her mouth before she could go down. Then she was stunned. We looked at each other with the same expression on our faces: How did that old bastard do it?

Later, we saw a department called the "Cicaro Cultural Media Cooperation Project Department" from the organizational report of the Feyali Void Consortium, and everything became clear... Of course, this is a story for another day.

Because of the sudden news from Father God, my original plan to visit the deep diving site with Sandora had to be abandoned. After all, we had to consider the possibility of things changing later, so the sooner we set out, the better. But I don’t think this is a big loss. After all, my main role in the deep diving project is just a decoration. I guess my role on the scene is not as great as that of the ancestors...

For the deep-diving test scheduled for one day later, Shandora could only go over and take charge of the situation, while I led the people to the border to recover the artifact. However, there is a problem with the selection of candidates - who is more suitable?

I only remembered this after I saw Father off that afternoon, so I quickly called a group of people at home to discuss the matter. This time it was no different than before. The emphasis was on the fewer people, the better. We would travel in a group with a dozen or so members of the family like before. It seemed inappropriate to go out, and to be honest, the number of people on an exploratory mission was not the point.

Except for Shandora who needs to stay behind to control the empire, everyone in the family feels that it is appropriate to go alone, including a few little girls who don't know anything but like to join in the fun. Of course, this was not the time to join in the fun, so these little ones were pushed aside by my elder sister. In the end, we studied carefully for a long time and believed that this time the personnel should focus on the two elements of "ability to fight" and "strategy". The sisters Pandora and Viska were selected first.

After all, in the Fifteen Days Zone back then, Pandora was the general second only to the Emperor, and ranked second in combat effectiveness. Don't think that she is just a little girl when you look at her simple fighting method of pushing around with a bunch of floating cannons. Her combat power is limited to this. She didn't hold back her ultimate move or use her super weapon. I've seen this girl's arsenal. If she uses them all to hit people, she will have enough room to knock out several protoss teams in seconds, and she is also best at one-on-one. The enemy's numerical advantage puts the least pressure on her, which is especially suitable for dealing with emergencies that we may encounter in this mission. Condition. Huesca and Pandora are similar, so the two sisters were selected.

Alaya and Dingdang will follow next. In addition to the angel sister's own combat power, they are also bound equipment and have one thing in common: they do not take up space. Moreover, both of them have many functions. Alaya can be used as a desk lamp under special circumstances. Dingdang soaked in water can cure all diseases...

Those who can fight are determined like this, followed by strategic talents. I think I am one of them - but others don't really recognize it...

Lin Xue stood up: "I'll go."

The two words were said categorically, leaving no room for refutation. Xiaoxue stood up and was about to say something. The eldest lady glared back at her: "You naughty kid is taking care of your sisters at home. Don't make any trouble at this time."

Xiaoxue curled her lips and looked at the Little Bubble and Little Crow doll that was hiding behind the sofa with its head sticking out and its eyes wandering around. She sat down on the sofa dejectedly and said, "Did you ask your sister to take care of her... "

I hey heyyile: Who asked you to travel backwards!

No matter whether Lin Xue follows, in a place full of dangers, a prophet is really needed to protect him.

Another thing I must bring with me is of course Qianqian - she will follow me wherever I go. Except for a few times, this girl has never acted separately from me, and her ability is indeed the most effective in dealing with emergencies and various crises. I asked her to follow me without much thought. .

"The last one is my concubine."

Bingtis suddenly stood up just when I thought all the candidates were decided. The eldest sister upheld her usual characteristic of being resolute and resolute, and with a tone that did not allow anyone to refute her words, she decided the matter herself. I couldn't help but glance at her: "Sister Bing, this time you go out not to cause trouble and collect protection money. Can you accept this kind of work where Xu Tu slowly advances?"

Bingtis looked over sideways: "Do you recognize this Star Realm Artifact for you? Can you feel there is a Bible within a hundred miles? The God's Chariot can't run anymore. Do you know how to replace its insurance? No. Speaking of other things, what if the scout added a rune lock to the artifact back then. You can't even recognize the words..."

I was speechless for a moment, but Sandora immediately thought of something: "What should I do with the power of the gods in you? Although the fallen apostles may not be able to detect this, you must be careful. There is a god among the sentries on duty. The enemy As long as you are not stupid, you will definitely suspect that there is something wrong."

Bingtis laughed softly after hearing this, with an inscrutable expression on her face. Soon I felt that a certain "aura" on her body was changing rapidly. This "aura" was a kind of "no" If you have to explain the feeling of unclearness, it is the information disturbance power of the gods that affects everything around them. Those of us who are "special" can clearly feel that there is a field around a protoss like Bingtis. Everything in the field strongly carries the "aura" of the protoss itself. And now, this person next to Bingtis This aura is slowly fading, and then slowly returning - but when it reappears, its form is completely different.

"You have mastered it..." Sandora stared at Bingtis in stunned silence, who nodded proudly: "I am a top student. As long as you are willing to work hard, there is nothing you can't understand. Things, no matter what, you can’t let the two household registrations in your hands go to waste.”

I only reacted at this time, quickly checked the information link of the empire's main network, and then found a senior Xiling apostle labeled as Bingtis, the commander-in-chief of the Bingtis branch of the Bingtis army next to me. The signal response was full. of……

Of course, it is not surprising that Bingtis has the identity and "aura" of the Xiling Apostle. After all, she is now a dual household registration guy. What is strange is that the part of her "characteristics" that originally belonged to the Star Realm God Clan has been completely Cover up……

"Since we have two household registrations at the same time, we can naturally use one of the racial characteristics to completely cover the other racial characteristics," Bingtis said with a smile, "I know that the Xiling God System has not yet taken shape, so I pretend to be the Xiling God. There is no point in being similar, but it is enough to cover up the characteristics of the star field god. As long as the fallen apostle cannot recognize my star field identity, at most they will suspect that you have researched a new type of imperial soldier."

I scratched the back of my head in confusion: "Why do you become more confused the more you listen to me? How did you do it?"

"Don't think about it if you can't figure it out. It's a bit complicated for you," Bingtiste advised me sincerely. "Look, you have so many things that you can't figure out. Haven't you been here all these years..."

Me: "...Forget it, I don't understand the world of top academics. Anyway, just don't play around."

Anyway, the candidates have been decided. Besides me, the Pandora sisters are the thugs, Lin Xue is the counselor (self-proclaimed) and mini-map, Bingtis is the thug and consultant, the strongest assistant and mascot Qian Qian, Alaya, who was brought along by the way because it was a bound equipment, and Dingdang, who could be used to make tea and relieve boredom, and the rest of the people couldn't come even if they wanted to: there were already quite a few of them.

We rested for a night to recharge and set off on the shuttle to the border the next day.

Now that the empire and the fallen apostles have passed the initial period of cautious confrontation across the fog, after both sides have discovered each other's borders and most of the outer world, the two groups of sworn enemies have stationed troops on the border to confront each other like normal warring countries - at least This is true on part of the border. This tit-for-tat situation is like a flammable and explosive powder keg. Two desperate enemies sit next to the powder keg, each holding a handful of matches, to see who dares to throw it in first. However, in addition to this opposition, the two groups of people were so close that they gradually developed a strange tacit understanding of "changing guard together every day, guarding each other, scanning each other, and firing self-destruction probes at each other at fixed points." Situation, we all know how often the Fallen Apostles will change all sentry positions on average. The Fallen Apostles also know how many sentries of the Imperial Army will be replaced in each wave. It is inconvenient to fight in the void and neither side is willing to start a full-scale decisive battle first. There is no reason why this gunpowder keg has exploded yet. I don’t know how long these two unsound safety valves can last. Anyway, a small group of us arrived at the quietest and most dangerous place in the void the next day. .