The first three in the team, who were wearing night clothes, seemed to be in the middle of the day. They were F(-) cultivators who were now as embarrassed as if they had no clothes on.
"What are you doing, hiding!"
The captain of the 'Justice Enforcement' team was still somewhat useful at this time. At least he was able to bring back his two teammates who had been frightened. However, he soon discovered that the brightness emitted by the industrial searchlight was outrageous. degree.
Because when he was looking for a hiding place, he found that there were not even a few places with shadows, let alone enough to accommodate his five-person team.
In the end, in desperation, the team leader quickly lay down on the ground, rolled around and found a barely hiding place, and struggled to squeeze all the team members in.
But at this time, the girl suddenly said worriedly: "There is one person missing!"
The team leader was stunned, and then hurriedly looked to his side, only to notice that the young man wearing a black sweatshirt and a black mask was missing.
"We have to find him!" The girl suddenly became anxious.
"Are you crazy? Are you going out at this time?" the team leader immediately scolded: "What if I get caught?"
"Then we don't care about him?"
The team leader was confused when he heard this. What the hell does this have to do with? It was originally for sale, and all the information just exchanged was false. So what if he is caught? Can we still be found? ?
"We haven't done anything yet. Even if he is caught, it will be fine. You don't have to worry," the team leader reminded: "But if we are caught, then based on our information, it will be easy to find our division. None of the three of us can run away at that time, and the mother-in-law who helped us make these night clothes will also be caught!"
"Or go back home now. Can you bear to see the disappointed eyes of the children in our organization?"
The team leader himself has no choice. He can only use this method to deal with such kind-hearted people.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said as a compromise: "Let's wait for him here for twenty minutes. If he hasn't come back yet, it's his own problem. He can be caught in this situation. Then follow us to Lijiang for more information." no!"
In fact, the young man in the black sweatshirt disappeared as soon as the scorching sun lit up.
He has not yet completely refined the magic weapon he is currently wearing. If he relies on the system, he will need to consume a lot of negative emotion points every time. However, the team leader he just met has provided him with a lot at this time. Balanced belongs to yes.
Then the young man walked forward very lightly, trying to avoid the mud and bent grass stems on the road.
Because his magic weapon is a growth type, the degree of invisibility varies. According to the introduction of the system, this magic weapon has grown to the highest level, and can even enter the realm of laws that have never existed before.
But for now, his steps cannot even be too obvious, otherwise the refracted light will easily be distorted and others will notice.
Then, the young man carefully approached the busy figures.
There are a total of seventeen cultivators present, and their cultivation levels range from F to E. Some have just been transferred here from the raiding team, and some have been notified by the hunting team and rushed over after half of the skin was peeled off. There are also administrative cultivators, and even businessmen who were once responsible for selling goods in the Central District, and they are all gathered here now.
And whether they are less talented cultivators from sects or freshmen with special abilities from the Daoyuan class, their identities are now the same.
Members of the third platoon of the seventh company of the second battalion of the eastern division of the secret camp supply project are under emergency construction.
Under extremely urgent circumstances, where plans and actions need to be advanced simultaneously, it is temporarily difficult to make reasonable allocations based on the characteristics of cultivators. Instead, wartime planning is directly forced into use.
After all, even thirteen-year-old junior high school students have participated in military training and are considered a kind of reserve force. It is thanks to this extensive and unified system that they can advance steadily under such circumstances.
Among them was a practitioner who was suddenly notified of an emergency at nine o'clock in the evening and asked to enter a deep sleep state immediately. As for the reason, he was not told at all. Then at eleven o'clock sharp, the door of their dormitory was broken and screamed again. Wake up and require them to go to the meeting point immediately according to the arrangement, and the task is specifically noted that this is an unrestricted task.
The unrestricted condition is that there is no need to consider the cultivator's "excessive leg strength causing the ground to crack" and other problems for the time being, and strive to gather at the location as quickly as possible.
Most of the cultivators in the secret realm now have experienced very rigorous training, but in the face of this task, their instructors are still a bit harsh, and they will never say anything if they can curse.
They used to pay attention to 'scientific' leadership, but now the instructors have no regard for their moods. They just kick them when they encounter ink stains. And when they notice that the instructor has a broken arm and the one with a bandage is screaming, he screams. They all silently closed their mouths when they saw the C-level powerful man oozing blood.
"Just now, I seemed to see someone there..."
However, there was still a cultivator who reminded him with some concern.
"What the hell," the C-level instructor cursed and yelled, "The way you look at it, if you don't even know how to repair a broken light, why are you eating!"
"Go to work for me immediately!"
The instructor's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and although the scolded cultivator didn't know what the relationship between the bad eyesight and the broken lamp was, he still immediately stood up and saluted.
"clear!"
Just now when he was repairing the searchlight that had heat dissipation problems due to overheating, the instructor cursed and told some rumors that he had heard. The practitioners next to him also became excited after hearing the unconfirmed news.
Then, while the cultivator continued to work in the fierce light, the cultivator who was helping him suddenly asked: "What's going on? Can there be such a big battle?"
"Hey, didn't you hear just now?" The cultivator at work said panting while carrying a waist-thick wooden stake: "The food rations in the camp have finally arrived, and it is said that they are still measured in tons."
"Ton……"
"Yes, and it's more than a hundred tons of special food!" The cultivator couldn't help but laugh, but then he rubbed his eyes and felt like crying: "The survivors we once fought desperately to protect on the front line ended up... If we are going to starve to death, then why did we enter the secret realm?"
"Are you going to give them a ride just in front of you?"
"There are more than 20,000 survivors, almost 20,000 families who are waiting eagerly. My nightmare is that we cultivators leave intact, but behind us are more than 20,000 corpses that were starved to death."
"Now that the food problem has finally been solved, damn, what we are doing finally makes sense."
When the cultivator said this, he suddenly laughed stupidly, but then he punched him on the head.
"Where's the silly Nima? It's work!"
"Oh, instructor, there was someone who didn't know the situation just now. I just wanted to explain it to him."
"What the hell, I just saw you talking to yourself. Are you stupid?"
Then the instructor turned his back with one arm and stared at the other team members who were still working with his bell-like eyes.
"Let me tell you, in forty minutes, the first phase of the project must be completed by me!"
"If you don't build it well, let me use magic talismans to fix it, and I'll kick you to death!"
"If it's a piece of crap that can't be fixed with magic talismans, just support it with your fucking arms and act as the main beam!"
"Is everything clear?"
The instructor scolded him so much that he was frothing, and the answer he got was extremely straightforward.
"clear!!!"
(End of chapter)
