The receptionist at the front desk was silent and continued unimpressed, "If you don't want to leave DNA identification, the rent will be increased by fifty percent, and the Imperial currency will not be charged, and the Star Alliance General Currency can be exchanged for energy ore on the spot, this is the price list." ”

The slender blue arm stretched out, and a light screen fell in front of Mo Ye's eyes.

The prices of various rooms are clear at a glance, and as expected, only energy mines are the only hard currency in the war-torn area.

Especially in this area, the awkward position, whether it is the Imperial currency or the Covenant common currency, it is not easy to use.

Mo Ye glanced at the lobby, and there was a little surprise, all the lobby staff in this hotel were all non-ordinary humans.

"Master, these blue-skinned tall men are the natives of this planet, and Boulder City prioritizes their job security. ”

Mo Ye nodded, and placed three fingernail-sized energy mines on the table.

The blue-skinned receptionist picked up the detector and scanned it three times, and only after confirming that it was correct did it hand out the room card, "I wish you a safe and happy stay." ”

Mo Ye took the room card until she walked into the elevator, and she could feel several spiritual powers and sights locked on her, there was no killing intent, but the meaning of observation was obvious.

There was already a person standing on the right side of the elevator, shrouded in black plush, looking like a giant bear with his head down.

The moment the elevator door opened, the giant bear's head raised its brown cloudy eyes and stared at Mo Ye, staring at it in a daze for several seconds before slowly moving away.

The man remained motionless against the elevator door, his hands in his waist pockets, unable to see what he was holding.

The twelfth basement floor of the room of the ink night.

When the elevator door opened again, Mo Ye stepped out of the elevator, and the gaze behind him was locked all the time.

Is this to recognize her as Moye, or is it something else?

Along the way, Mo Ye has received a lot of baptism of gaze, and he has looked at his gaze tightly, until Mo Ye walks into the room.

"They know me?" Mo Ye secretly thought that this possibility was not impossible, Mo Ye was wanted in the Weilan Empire a little too many times.

The underground room has no windows and is enclosed all around, and if you look at it with your hands, you will see that it is a dense metal that can withstand several waves of attacks even if it is subjected to massive bombardment.

This is a high-intensity, high-defense safe house prepared for war, and it is not unreasonable to have more expensive accommodation.

"You're in a good place there, much better than the quarantine zone. ”

Mo Ye Wen Yan looked at the picture on the right screen, through Yan An's line of sight, he could see the empty gray wall, a room of dozens of people were subjected to a series of basic disinfection, potion bathing, laser disinfection, after a series of treatments, they were placed in a hall and waited quietly.

The bricks were almost washed out by the water, and you can imagine how irritable the brick uncle who hates water is at the moment.

Yan An was then taken to another room, where everyone was placed in a small room with a fully transparent pillar, and they could observe in all directions.

"I'm glad I don't have to take my clothes off. Yan An was really relieved.

Mo Ye saw a lot of people sobbing and panicking, and soon a girl with a round figure and dark skin appeared in the light screen, looking at Yan An with a smile on her festive pigtails.

Obviously, the cubicle where the girl was located was directly opposite Yan An, and the distance was very close.

"I'll find out something, I'll tell you later. As soon as Yan An finished speaking, the picture stopped.

Mo Ye arranged two magic arrays in the room, then took out a metal box from his pocket and released two mechanical mosquitoes and flies, and then left.

Walking out of the room, the feeling of being locked in the eyes reappeared, lingering with me.

Maybe it was really recognized, and the thought popped into my head.

"Master, the perennial war here does not rule out the existence of spies of the Weilan Empire, or professional mercenaries. ”

This also means that someone may expose her coordinates and whereabouts for the sake of the Weilan Empire's large bounty, or be bold enough to make a direct move, everything is possible.

Mo Ye left the hotel lobby and walked out into the street for a few minutes when he heard a shrill siren sound.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The ringing alarm bell reminds everyone to find a safe place to hide.

The people on the street didn't react much, most of them just looked up at the sky and scolded and quickened their pace.

A sudden cloud of black mist appeared in the blue sky, followed by a slight shaking.

"It's the third time this month, why hasn't our army been able to catch those sneaking spies? ”

"Not a spy, it's an Imperial soldier. ”

Passers-by seem to be accustomed to such situations.

The attack is not from outside the atmosphere, it is an attack from inside the planet, very close, which means that the enemy is on this continent.

That is, there are Imperial soldiers who have managed to infiltrate?

"Master, I sent it, two months ago in a battle there was an Imperial cruiser that fell in the Southern Hemisphere, and soon after that, Boulder City was often attacked, so everyone suspects that this frequent attack comes from the Imperial soldiers inside the cruiser, and none of the Imperial soldiers have been found in the information released so far. ”

There is also something to do with the stricter security checks in Boulder City compared to the information provided by the rebels.

"Master, the rebel liaison officer in Boulder City has left a message for you, do you need to arrange a meeting?"

Mo Ye squinted slightly and looked up at the bursting black clouds and scattered firelight in the sky, "Not for the time being. ”

The coordinates of the call for help pointed to this galaxy, but Mo Ye really couldn't see where the people in the escape pod wanted Mo Ye to save them.

There was no clue that Mo Ye wondered if it was a joke by some hacker.

Confused.

Mo Ye walked hundreds of kilometers along the unfamiliar streets, but he didn't feel very tired because of the blessing of the Light Technique and the Wind Technique.

From noon to evening, Mo Ye walked for most of the day, and the spiritual power and line of sight behind him increased unabated, and he always followed him step by step.

It's a bit puzzling, these people stared at her and didn't take any action, even if she went out of her way to some remote location off the beaten track, and didn't jump out to take action.

Is it just surveillance?

Mo Ye couldn't be sure for a moment why these people were following him, for what purpose, and which side they belonged to.

"Did the anonymous email look for you?"

"No, master, there is no news. ”

Mo Ye nodded, and did not urge, no matter what the purpose of those people was, whether they really asked for help or had a conspiracy, they would not be left without news.

Thinking about this, Mo Ye was not in a hurry, and remembered Yan An, who was still in the quarantine area.

Yan An took the initiative to turn off the real-time co-viewing and there had been no news since he hadn't heard anything, if it weren't for the existence of his own spiritual power imprint, Mo Ye really wondered if Grand Master Yan had been treated as a virus infected.

Just as he was thinking of Yan An, Yan An's voice came from the Demon Pattern Communicator, and he was concise and to the point.

"Help"

（............... The dividing line that will be replaced tomorrow.,The author also knows that this thing appears too often.,It's about to develop into a manual anti-theft chapter.,This is definitely the last (─.─|||.

The sky was dark, and the air was filled with a hot, pungent smell in the area on the edge of the volcano because of the thick ash that had drifted away for a long time after the eruption.

The ground was potholed, and red magma flowed along the crevices, bubbling and bubbling.

The only part of the magma-swept land is covered in ice, unaffected by the aftermath of the eruption.

Red earth, frozen ice, heavily armed men in black.

On the other side of the ice, in the village covered by a protective shield, out of sight of the black-clad people, a group of Goble people dressed in animal skin armor and armed with spears or bows and arrows had gathered.

If you despise these Goble warriors because of this retro and rudimentary equipment, you will suffer a great loss.

If they really want to fight, Salat's team will be able to experience the domineering and ferocious power of an ancient civilization technology weapon and the extreme speed of the Gobble people that does not conform to human biology, which will be an unparalleled powerful blow beyond imagination.

"Battalion commander, the intruders have entered the attack range, should we give them a little bit of power?"

"Don't worry, wait, the patriarch hasn't ordered yet" Marza, the leader of the warrior battalion, who was biting the withered grass, looked at the eyes of Sarat and the others from the surveillance screen like watching a group of monkeys stumbling happily.

It's not that I don't beat you, but I can kill you whenever I want.

In the eyes of the Gobble, the common human being is just a scumbag, and being able to find their village is considered to be a bit of a skill, but it can only be regarded as a relatively powerful monkey.

On the other side, the young Count Salat looked at the Goble village in front of him with an inexplicable expression.

"Zarat, is this the place?"

"Hmm"

A wave of heat sparked in Zarate's heart, and he found it, this was the place, and it was this place that constantly summoned him, and he had seen it in his vision, and there was nothing wrong with that.

A smart and loyal subordinate, with science and technology beyond the Empire and even the Star Alliance, will soon be able to master all this, and it makes people's blood boil just to think about it, and then the family will not be suppressed by the rotten and incompetent royal family, he will not and is not willing to remain in the desolate Northwest Star Field, and the glory of the Hamul family should shine on the entire empire and not just the Northwest Star Field.

Just when Zarate's heart was boiling, the square-faced man in black walked up to Salat's ear and fiercely came to a basin of cold water, "Sir, someone is catching up, I suspect it's the team of Vitalialia and the team of the royal family."

The square-faced man in black knew how much his lord had prepared for this operation, and he would never allow it to be destroyed when he was about to kick the door.

Zarate's calm expression did not change, only a glimmer of sharpness in the depths of his eyes was fleeting, and their reaction was not very slow, but it was too late.

"It's not the right time for them to come," a simple sentence, to put it mildly, but full of murderous intent.

As the captain of the guard beside Zarate, he naturally knows the thoughts of his lord, and he must intercept them even if he offends the family behind those people, "Yes, sir"

Salat thought that since he had followed the summons, then this was providence, and he would be able to successfully obtain the greatest treasure in this ancient city.

For this operation, he sent more than ten groups of pathfinder teams before and after, and did a detailed investigation, and it depended on whether he was happy to pick up a bargain.

At this moment, the defensive shield of the village of Goble suddenly opened, and a round arch appeared in front of everyone.

Facing the open defensive cover, the burning light in Sarat's eyes was ambition and determination, and he resolutely led the team in.

11 and Luo Yuning followed the team, with a bitter face, not that they didn't want to go, but they were caught in the middle of the team and couldn't find an escape route.

Just walked into the territory of the aborigines so generously, this cliff is looking for death, 11 The tears in his heart, he didn't want to bury these people in black at all.

"They really walked in like that, are they idiots, is the IQ negative?"

"Why did the patriarch let these ugly intruders, ah, my eyes hurt"

"Are you stupid, let's put it in to make it easier for us to do it, otherwise what if they scatter and run away, now you can play as much as you want in a cage. ”

"Yes, the patriarch is so witty"

"These hateful invaders, how can they finish wave after wave"

"Kill them all"

"Are these people revelators?"

"How is it possible, how can there be so many Revelators?"

Naturally, the Goble people chattered about Sarath and his subordinates that they could not understand....... It's no wonder that the ancient language of Goble is incomprehensible, but with such a big translator, the lingua franca of the Star Covenant keeps coming out, and it is clear to hear.

The black-clothed people who were introduced into the Goble settlement stood behind Salat with their heads held high, and everyone had a suppressed aura of slaughter, as long as Salat said a word, they would not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to fight, but who would tell them why the atmosphere was so weird, what the hell were these green short humanoids.

The aura is about to be unbearable, and I really want to wipe out all these dwarf species in front of me that look unbearable and don't speak pain.

These green dwarfs were actually discussing how to kill them in front of them, insulting their IQ and combat effectiveness, and the man in black looked at them coldly and did not refute but patiently waited for his lord to speak.

With a handsome face, a tall posture, and an innate aristocratic temperament, Zarate, as the only adult son of the king of the northwest star field of the Lausanne Empire, does have the capital of self-confidence.

Obviously, however, this kind of ethereal temperament is of no use in the face of the Gobble, whose brain circuits are obviously different from ordinary people and whose aesthetic tastes are different.

Zarate's eyes flickered, as if he was a little confused.

"What's wrong?"

"The summoning of spiritual power was suddenly interrupted"

The sage beside Salat twisted his brows and thought, "Maybe it's because we've reached our destination"

Salat agrees with this speculation.

But I still can't help but feel a little worried in my heart, is this really the case?

As soon as Cameroon appeared, I saw the picture of the onlookers surrounding the invaders, eh, just sent one away, another one came, and usually there is not one for hundreds of thousands of years

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