Sitting in the car, Charles was on his way to his teacher's residence.

Looking at the various passers-by on both sides of the road, he was thinking about something in his heart.

This was the ninth year of his rebirth, and the time was approaching the point of his death in his previous life.

In the course of these years.

He has been investigating and speculating about the cause of his death in his previous life.

It can be said that all kinds of means have basically been exhausted by him.

He has investigated all the suspects he can investigate several times.

But there was no sign of it.

It can be said that a lot of energy and financial resources have been spent, but until now there is still nothing.

This made him both helpless and uneasy.

I feel like I don't have a bottom in my heart.

It stands to reason that the path he has taken and the things he has done now are completely different from those in his previous life, and he should never encounter that incident again.

But no one can say for sure this kind of thing, if it really encounters the so-called shrinking of the world line and the inertia of history.

It is not impossible to force him to die in the exact same way.

So until that point in time, he will not let down his guard until it is successfully passed.

It had become a knot in his heart!

After all, the more you don't figure it out, the more tangled you become.

Looking at the puzzled frown on his face, the driver who was in charge of driving him couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

began to sigh in his heart, the powerful are not carefree.

It didn't take long for Charles to arrive at his destination.

The communicator he was carrying with him made a vibrating sound.

After glancing at the number, he directly chose to answer.

I have to say that after several years of upgrading, the communicator in this world has a little bit of the feeling of an earth mobile phone.

Although the functions are complicated, and they are separated by a few streets, there are only the most basic call and text message functions.

However, in terms of signal strength, it is completely comparable to or even surpasses the earth.

After all, the communicator here is a hybrid product of technology and magic, and it doesn't even need a signal base station.

As long as it is within a distance, even in the wilderness, there will be no problems, and there will be no disturbance.

Except for special locations.

With the communicator turned on, a middle-aged woman's voice came out from inside: "My lord, about the soil from last time." The test results are in. On the material level, it is ordinary soil, not mixed with any special substances. ”

Charles knew that the dirt he was talking about was a precious sample from a country across the sea.

Originated from a special event that cannot be replicated.

It is said to be as hard as steel.

Therefore, that country directly regarded it as some kind of precious resource.

In order to get it smoothly, it took Charles a little effort.

Just dredging the relationship costs a lot.

At this moment, after listening to the other party's words, he did not feel lost, but a little confused.

Because he didn't understand what the other party meant, he asked, "On a material level?"

Faced with the inquiry of his immediate boss, the female voice over there calmly replied: "Yes, on a material level, its basic structure is exactly the same as ordinary soil, which is composed of ordinary sand.

But there is something that we are not aware of that has changed its physical properties, giving it a super-hardness comparable to that of metal. ”

After a period of silence, Charles, who barely understood, asked a little reluctantly: "So do you have a way to parse that special power?"

After hesitating for a while, the female voice said honestly: "In a short time, I'm afraid there is no way." With the existing equipment, I couldn't even observe their existence, so I didn't have a clue about it. ”

Hearing this clear answer, Charles understood that the so-called short term would probably be a long time.

The female researcher on the other end of the communicator can already be said to be the top expert, it took him a lot of effort to recruit at the beginning, and the instruments they use are the top equipment in the world, many of which are directly banned from import and export by various countries, and Charles also took a lot of crooked paths to get them.

The best researchers with the best equipment.

Under such conditions, they are still helpless......

After some thought, Charles instructed the woman on the other side of the phone:

"In that case, let's give it to the streamer company as a favor!

I remember they were working on building materials lately, so maybe they would get something out of this lump of dirt.

As for you, just put your energy back to the original project. ”

The woman replied, "Understood." ”

"Well, so be it. ”

After hanging up the communicator in his hand, Charles looked at the sign on the side of the road and sighed slightly.

Then I started to tidy up my clothes.

He knew that his teacher had experienced the most rigid aristocratic education since he was a child, and he was very particular about these things, and he belonged to the kind of decent person whose head could be broken, blood could flow, and his hairstyle could not be messed up.

So every time I go to see him, in order not to be talked about, he must dress in an orderly manner.

It didn't take long.

The steam car arrived at its destination.

Under the guidance of the butler, he walked into this place that he knew very well.

After passing through several tall classical wooden doors, he saw the goal of his trip.

His teacher, Saladin.

At this time, Saladin was drinking elegantly with a cup of black tea in the most standard posture.

I have to say that in terms of temperament, his teacher has indeed achieved the ultimate of aristocracy.

Every movement is the perfect demonstration.

Even in ancient times, the royal families of various countries were experts who could act as teachers of etiquette.

Hearing Charles's somewhat disordered footsteps, Saladin didn't even need to lift his head, and understood that Charles must have something important to do.

He first habitually said: "Don't panic in doing things, you must stabilize your mentality." ”

Then, he put down the teacup in his hand and asked unhurriedly, "What happened?"

Charles replied with a wry smile: "In the past two months, the breeding rate of evil creatures in various countries has increased by one-third, and according to this trend, in less than twenty years, human beings may no longer have a place to live, so we are afraid that we will have to make some final preparations." ”

Hearing this, Saladin's brow immediately furrowed!

After thinking about it with a somewhat ugly face.

In the end, he could only reply with a somewhat disappointed expression: "In that case, then follow the established plan, I will try my best to support you and solve the external troubles for you......"

He knew that if the situation developed to this point, if it dragged on, it would probably be too late.

You can only make decisions early.

"Thank you for your support, then the [Alien Journey] plan will be officially implemented from now on. ”

Yes, Charles is ready to run away.

The core goal of the [Alien Journey] plan is to build a large portal according to the portal design he redeemed, and then he will screen out some people to make group interstellar jumps.

Who's simple is to abandon a part of the human race, and make a migration that I don't know if it will be successful.

At least, that's what Saladin thinks.

But for Charles, as long as the coordinates of an ecological planet are exchanged in advance, then this migration may not be too dangerous.

Of course, he couldn't say that, after all, he wasted all his efforts just to explain the origin of the portal's blueprint.

The problem of coordinates, when the time comes, we will find a way to fool the past.

Now there are also portal materials, portal energy, alien protective equipment...... A series of questions plagued him.