The girls helped clear the battlefield and treat the wounded.
Mag, with the physique of an ordinary person, was doing soy sauce on the side.
The communicator vibrated. Mag took out the communicator in a hidden and uninhabited place and connected Xi's connection.
"Mr. Mag, that monster did come from the underground city. I need to recover it and report it before I can determine its origin." Xi said straight to the point.
"Miss Xi, according to the rules of our Norland continent, I killed this monster. As a trophy, it now belongs to me." Mag smiled slightly, "Of course, I can take the core of this monster back to you for payment. , in exchange, you need to give me a new core."
Xi was silent for a while and said quietly: "Mr. Mag is indeed a businessman."
"I helped you deal with a boundary-crosser who was close to extraordinary strength, and also avoided the attention and investigation caused by the massacre of the elves. Should you pay some reward?" Mag asked again.
"The observer's duties do not include arresting those who cross the border. I only need to report the matter and the law enforcement team will solve it. Other matters have nothing to do with me." Xi said calmly.
"Then you really do your duty." Mag's little thought of making a stroke came to nothing.
"You want a new core, do you want to re-join this mecha? With the mechanical level of Nolan Continent, even if you get a new core, it is impossible to restart it."
"You don't need to worry about this. I just use it as a cannon stand at the door of my house. It's majestic."
"According to the rules, I need to take it back to the dungeon and destroy it. Please ask Mr. McGonagall to hand it over to me." Xi's voice was a little tougher.
"Ha, interesting, those are the rules of your dungeon, what does it have to do with me?" Mag smiled sarcastically, "Could it be that your dungeon cannot resist the robbers who come to the door, and you have to send them away respectfully afterwards? Going out?"
Xi was silent for a while and said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Mag, our cooperation has been going smoothly so far, but in order to ensure the independence and isolation of the underground city and the Nolan continent, please cooperate."
"Actually, I suddenly thought of a question just now. Please answer me directly, Miss Xi." Mag's voice was slightly cold, "Your dungeon has always emphasized its superiority and absolute confidentiality of Nolan Continent. There is no one in Nolan Continent." There are no records of the existence of underground cities in historical records, not even oral traditions from ancient tribes.
But in the long history, border crossers like today should not be the first, nor the last, so you have set up a special law enforcement team responsible for arresting border crossers and erasing traces of your existence.
What's ridiculous is that the residents of Nolan Continent are not even qualified to know the existence of your underground city, but you can travel between the two worlds wantonly, humiliating you with the name of the so-called 'observer' in a superior manner? Can you even delete their memories at will, or kill them?
So what exactly is Nolan Continent? Pig pen? Who are we? Do you raise pigs in pig pens? "
In the battleship command room dozens of kilometers away, Xi opened his mouth slightly, with a confused expression and a hint of fear.
An observer is a very special position. Xi holds the position of colonel in the military, but her resume as an observer will not appear in her personal information and is classified as a high-level secret.
After three months of training, she came to Nolan Continent, completed her observation tasks according to the work manual, and reported regularly.
She never thought there was anything wrong with this, it was just part of her job, and she fulfilled her duties and completed her tasks.
But the question Mag just raised made her shudder after thinking about it carefully.
In the work manual, hiding the existence of the dungeon is the top secret. For this purpose, any means can be used on Nolan Continent, including obliteration.
The existence of border crossers is not uncommon, and law enforcement teams arrest hundreds of them every year.
Some of them are rich ladies like Vicki. Their identities are enough for them to know the existence of Nolan Continent. Driven by curiosity, they sneak into Nolan Continent with the convenience of their identities.
There are also some desperadoes who are trying to enter Nolan Continent to avoid pursuit. Nolan Continent is a place not controlled by dungeons.
As for whether powerful people would enter the Nolan Continent and commit oppression based on their status, Xi could not say for sure.
What Vicki can do on her own, there should be many others in the dungeon who can do it.
A certain class in the underground city can enter and leave Nolan Continent at will, and can erase their memories at will, but the aborigines of Nolan Continent are not even qualified to know their existence. What on earth does this mean?
Thinking about it carefully, Xi felt a chill on his back.
The iron-like will that was honed in the army actually wavered.
She has been in Nolan Continent for more than three months. To her, this world is no longer just a text description in a record, nor is it a series of numbers.
This world also has diverse races. They have their own writing, language, and civilization. Various races have disputes, but they also strive for peace, and they have the courage to unite and fight against the old rulers.
This is a group of beings who are as intelligent as the residents of the underground city.
Although there is a clear gap in technology and top combat power, that's all.
Xi didn't know how to answer Mag's question, or she had already seen the answer, but the answer was not the one she wanted.
"I can't answer." Xi tried to make his voice calmer.
"Then please tell them that Nolan Continent is actually very ferocious. Come and kill a monster of this level. If you are brave, just come." Mag grinned and then hung up the phone.
"I've lost my composure, I'm still not cool and calm enough." Mag sighed quietly in his heart.
Today, the monster who came to snatch the divine baby had already touched Mag's bottom line.
This feeling of being overlooked and having control over life and death is not good.
But this is the situation in Nolan Continent when facing underground cities.
That day on the far north ice sheet, a single warship could harvest hundreds of thousands of undead legions on the battlefield, but the various races in Nolan Continent had to fight to the bitter end with their flesh and blood.
For a warship of her level, the dungeon may have many fleets, or it may have warships of a higher level with more powerful firepower.
If the current Nolan Continent and the dungeon were on par, not only would they not be able to fight in terms of top combat power, but they would also be unable to use human sea tactics.
After all, it was just a remotely controlled mecha, and it almost wiped out all the top combat power of the elves.
"Technology is the primary productive force." Mag murmured, and asked in his mind: "System, can you open a technology tree for me?"
"Host, don't you realize that the history of Nolan Continent is discontinuous? But the underground city has continued to exist for tens of thousands of years."
