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The director stood in the lobby on the first floor, his arms folded across his chest, his head lowered, thinking about something.
Yue Ruo and Zhao Qi came running from the side corridor with their suitcases: "Director, when are we leaving?"
"Ah?" The director was stunned after being woken up. After reacting, he said, "Let's go when the helicopter arrives."
The first flight of Xuanniao was successfully completed, and with the protection of the mountain gate, he did not need to keep a close eye on the second and third flights.
In the morning, the director gave some instructions to the person in charge sent from Kyoto, and then prepared to return to NH's cave base to preside over the construction of the second spacecraft.
Hearing that the helicopter would arrive soon, Yue Ruo stood up the suitcase and asked, "Did they leave yesterday?"
Although she didn't mention anyone by name, the director knew who she was talking about: "It's strange that he can stay here."
"Hehe, you must be stunned by the Xuanniao." Zhao Qi grinned.
Yue Ruo twisted his arm and said, "Are you stupid? The Xuanniao's technology is advanced, but they also have extraordinary support, it's not like they can't build it.
He must have been frightened by the Asahi-senjin."
"Well, that's not the case. They should know that Xuxian people can go to space. I heard from Xuxian that magicians can also go. What scared them?"
The director said: "Xu Xianren will fly with you.
The contact between Russia and Chaofan has just started, so let's put it aside for now. As for the remaining three countries, including us, everything seems calm on the surface, but in fact, the competition on the road of Chaofan has never stopped.
Now we have invited the Immortal Xu. If Amei and Yingguo are unable to invite their own extraordinary people in the future, whether the extraordinary people are unwilling to go or are willing to go but are busy and cannot go, it means that they are lagging behind us.
At least that’s what people think.”
The two were a little confused, thinking, does it matter if this matter is a little behind?
Just as they were about to ask, a man walked in from the gate and told them that a helicopter had arrived. They had to interrupt the conversation and go to the airport to board the plane together.
The facts were just as the director had speculated.
After NW returned to China, he was worried all day about how to talk to Dumbledore.
If he didn't mention it, his spaceship wouldn't even be able to fly and he would already be outnumbered. If he did, he would be worried about being rejected and even causing Dumbledore's disgust.
What the hell? You want me to protect your spaceship? You think I'm your subordinate?
The Queen struggled with anxiety for the whole day, and finally decided to try to mention it to Dumbledore for the sake of the kingdom.
Dumbledore's reply came quickly from the owl, and the result was not bad.
The old man agreed, but he had some important matters to deal with recently and would not be able to spare the time for at least a year.
The queen breathed a sigh of relief.
In order not to be outdone by others, one year is acceptable. Moreover, the completion date of the spacecraft will take more than half a year, and the actual waiting time is only about three months.
After resolving this issue, NW's gloomy mood immediately brightened up, and he went to enjoy his afternoon tea humming a little tune.
Neo on the other side felt very uncomfortable.
Like NW, he hesitated for a long time between saying it and not saying it, and finally decided to put it forward tentatively.
It’s just that the results obtained by the two people are not quite the same.
Mr. Gao did not refuse outright, but said, "Finish the school first, and we can talk about the other things later."
Neo couldn't figure out what this "then" meant.
The day the spacecraft is completed?
Since Neo couldn't figure it out alone, he simply called together his allies to analyze it together.
After sitting in the conference room for two full days, they came to a relatively reliable conclusion - Mr. Gao thought we were too greedy.
At present, Mr. Gao has only assigned them two tasks.
One, build a school. Two, build a spaceship. A nuclear bomb is one, but that's a deal that benefits both sides.
None of these two tasks have been completed yet, yet I keep bringing up this and that all day long. No wonder Mr. Gao's attitude is ambiguous.
He reminded me very clearly that if I continue to push my limits, I will probably have to switch to another country for support.
It’s true that Ami is a technological powerhouse, but Neo doesn’t think that this tiny advantage is enough to warrant a higher regard from Superhuman.
Just based on the solar storm that Mr. Gao unleashed when he was fighting off the disaster at the beach, two Ameis were not enough to destroy him.
After some discussion, everyone decided not to disturb Mr. Gao until the two tasks were perfectly completed.
For now, put everything else aside and concentrate on building the school, manufacturing the spacecraft, and performing excellently. Do you still need to worry about Mr. Gao getting angry?
So everyone quickly got up, divided into two groups and got on the bus, each going to a different place.
Zhang Mu did not see this scene. If he had seen it, he would probably be speechless.
He was vague not because of those messy reasons, but simply because the completion date of the Aramco spacecraft was unknown and he was not sure whether he would be free by then.
Of course, Zhang Mu didn’t have time to deal with them at the moment.
After escorting the Xuanniao back to Blue Star, he turned and entered the "world" and went to Joffrey's laboratory to see the progress of the research on magic weapons.
Joffrey worked very diligently. He not only perfected the magic sniper rifle and gun array, but also started the research and development of magic heavy weapons.
The so-called magical heavy weapons are actually mortars, howitzers, etc. with modified internal structures.
The results are good, and samples for testing have been made. After further improvements based on the collected data, it can be mass-produced.
After listening to the report, Zhang Mu was about to go to the arsenal to take a look, but was grabbed by the arm by the excited Joffrey.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Mu asked in confusion, patting his hands.
"Um...tank, can you give me one?"
"What do you want that thing for? Modify it into a magic guide? You have so much on your plate."
“It doesn’t matter, I just sleep a few hours less every day!”
Zhang Mu's mouth twitched: "I heard from your subordinates that you only sleep three hours a day now?"
"what happened?"
"What else? I'm afraid you'll die suddenly."
Joffrey is a professional, but his level is not high. He is only an apprentice, and a very low-level apprentice at that.
For example, he was not very good at meditation, and his physical strength and energy recovered very slowly when he practiced it. To be exact, he was only slightly better than an ordinary person.
With such a health condition and staying up late for a long time, Zhang Mu was really worried that he would suddenly die one day.
However, Joffrey didn’t seem to care: “Mr. City Lord, you know, I have a great idea. It’s complicated to tell it from the beginning, so I won’t say it.
You just need to understand, give me a tank, and soon, the professional army below the high level will no longer be an obstacle to your unification of the Sol Continent!"
"I have never unified the continent... Never mind." Zhang Mu shook his head helplessly, "You want a tank, right? I'll send you one tomorrow.
Also, research requires a healthy body, and at your level... I still don't expect you to take the initiative to study."
Zhang Mu thought that he had to boil some potions to increase his level and physique, while he switched to another area of the "world", summoned a portal and stepped inside.
Chapter 342: The Allied Forces are Ready to Move, and Lake is Unstable
Sol continent, the capital of Ragu.
After returning from the Silent Forest, Brando did not immediately report the information he had collected to the past, but wandered around the streets of the royal capital aimlessly for a few times.
Either he sits alone in a pub drinking, or stands by a fountain in a park meditating.
No one knew what he was thinking.
This state lasted for three days. On the morning of the fourth day, he finally stopped wandering and rushed to the palace to meet the king.
The king received him in his study.
Brando bowed to the king behind the desk and said, "Your Majesty, I am back."
"Hmm." The king still bowed his head to give instructions on official business. "How is the scenery in the capital?"
"As peaceful as usual."
Peaceful? That's not a word that would compliment the scenery.
The king raised his head and put the pen in his hand back into the pen holder: "Have you determined the cause of the change in the Quiet Forest?"
"It is certain that this is the work of God. In about... um... a year or so, the mountains between Lake and Lagu will completely disappear."
"Lake is about to be hunted down, and with our attack, they are doomed to fail. But Brando, you... don't seem very happy."
"And then?" Brando didn't answer, but muttered to himself, "After Lake's demise, Lagu will face the same dilemma. Can he survive it?"
In order to accumulate strength to attack Lake, Lagu has plundered neighboring countries in recent years.
Although the neighboring cities were not invaded due to the protection of the church ban, almost all villages and towns suffered.
What's more, Lagu often sent high-level professionals to kidnap nobles from neighboring countries and demand high ransoms.
In addition, when Lagu was defeated by Lake for the first time, the neighboring countries took advantage of its weakness and bit off a large piece of meat. Therefore, the relationship between Lagu and the surrounding kingdoms was not harmonious, and there was a lot of resentment between the two sides.
Now that the gods have ordered the elimination of the heretic Lake, the coalition forces of neighboring countries have not yet cast their greedy eyes on Lagu.
But what happens next?
The prohibition on the use of force in human gathering areas has been lifted, and there is no longer any obstacle to the outbreak of war. Will the coalition forces let Lagu go?
You know, human beings’ desire for land has never stopped for even a moment in the past ten thousand years.
King Lagu sat up straight, his solemn face showing an ambiguous smile: "You think Lagu is no match for the coalition forces, so you plan to... join forces with the heretics?
And he is a heretic who has a thousand-year hatred against Lagu?"
The words seemed to be a question, but Brando was not panicked at all. He knew his king.
"Your Majesty." He bowed again, placing his right hand on his left chest in salute, "Hatred cannot be forgotten, but it can be put aside temporarily.
As for the heretic issue... as long as Lake kills all his enemies, no one will dare to call him a heretic. "
"Oh?" the king asked with interest, "Do you think Lake can unify the Sol Continent?
Hmm...assuming he can do it, how are you going to deal with the accountability of the gods?"
"God..." Brando laughed, "If God wants to destroy Lake, doesn't it depend on us?"
The king examined his face for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to browse official business, saying, "We haven't talked about anything today. What you want to do has nothing to do with me or Raghu."