Chapter 35: Chips (Part II)

Personable, still full of bookishness.

Wearing a Tang costume made Han Zhongxuan look elegant and atmospheric.

However, Xing Jie and Adams were full of vigilance, you must know that the person in front of them is not only extraordinary, but also extremely vicious, killing people without even blinking an eye.

Although Adams and Xing Jie have done murder, it is aimed at the enemy, and if the two of them kill an unrelated person who has been working by their side without scruples, they really can't do it.

"Mr. Xing Jie, I haven't seen you for many days, but I didn't expect you to look still beautiful now. Han Zhongxuan said with a smile.

"Mr. Han, Adams has already briefed me on the mission you released this time. Let's make a long story short, I want to ask about this task, why? You also know, now that the two absolute main forces have been abolished by you, you want to do something, but you beat your own employees half to death, how can this be efficient?" Xing Jie stared at Han Zhongxuan and asked.

"It's very simple, we have better personnel for you to send, to put it simply, except for a few of you, the rest of those people have been eliminated by this screening!" Han Zhongxuan said indifferently.

Xing Jie was stunned by this, and after glancing at Adams, he found that the other party's eyes were full of bitterness. This Han Zhongxuan is a madman, it seems that he has long known that there is a secret hiding place of the Vikings, and he does not hesitate to use this place as an examination room to select the right person for him!

"I wonder if Mr. Han is satisfied with my answer?"

"I am very satisfied, I can still escape safely in the landslide, and I seem to have found a terrible place. So, Mr. Xing Jie, I couldn't be more satisfied with your exam paper. ”

"Very well, I'll grant you, but I need to get Hall to the hospital first. If you're not worried and think I'm going to run away, you can ask your people to help you do it for you. Now I need to eat something and get some sleep to regain my strength. ”

"Of course there's nothing wrong with that, I'll give you two days to rest. As for Mr. Hall, who is also a good man, believe me, it was not my intention that he and Mueller were injured in this way. ”

Regarding Han Zhongxuan's statement, Xing Jie couldn't help but believe it. Although this surnamed Han is ruthless, his words still count, and besides, there is no need for him to do this, because Hall and Muller are quite high-pole masters. It's also indispensable when digging up that sword of victory!

Looking at Hall and Muller, who were taken away by helicopter, Xing Jie was relieved. I found a tent casually, got in, and fell asleep. He was really tired all this time.

……

The steak is very tender and juicy. As soon as you taste it, you know that the person who makes this steak is definitely a master. Of course, even the table wine was specially shipped from Germany, and it is said that Britta said that this is the top dry-grain noble rot selection of ChΓ’teau Imu and will not be sold in the market at all. Even their family only gets a few bottles a year, but they are used to entertain guests of the rank of earl and above.

And here's 10 bottles.

All of them were packaged, and the housekeeper who was in charge of entertaining Xing Jie smiled and said that this was a small gift from his master, and he must ask Mr. Xing Jie to accept it.

After eating and drinking, Xing Jie, Adams and Britta came to Han Zhongxuan's luxury RV together.

"Mr. Han, let's get started. Publish the information in your hands, and we can work on it. ”

"Absolutely. ”

After Han Zhongxuan smiled, he raised his hand casually. Then the old butler beside him began to operate.

As the oversized LCD monitor turned on, a rubbed photo appeared on the screen.

But Xing Jie felt very helpless, he didn't know him. Because this script is not English, nor is it Hebrew, but a kind of bells and whistles. The writing is quite beautiful, but in Xing Jie's opinion, it just looks beautiful.

"This is the ancient Juni language that was once popular in Scandriana Peninsula, mainly used between the 100th and 8th centuries BC, and then slowly replaced by Germanic languages, and now it has evolved into Danish-Norwegian! Britta said coldly.

Xing Jie raised his eyebrows and was amazed. A super elite is a super elite, and what seems to me to be no different from a ghost painting charm is a beautiful poem in the eyes of others. Xing Jie didn't think about making up for this gap again, because without more than ten years of accumulation, he couldn't do it to the extent of Britta at all.

"Syrtl threw the sword of fire into the sky,

In the raging flames of red lotus,

Midgar has become a sea of fire,

Pillars of fire run through the universe, smoke sweeps up the top of the mountain,

The World Tree that supported the universe was also engulfed in flames and collapsed,

The entire universe was destroyed. ”

Before Xing Jie could applaud, Adams had already begun to sing in an aria voice. Emma, this cheap uncle seems to be very good. If nothing else, let's just say that it's like a rooster crow pinching its neck, and you're embarrassed to show it off without three, two, three.

"Mr. Han, what does this mean? This seems to be a mythical story in the Nordic region, and I remember that it first appeared in the Prose Edda, which is the finale of Ragnarok. But this book was written around 1220 by the Icelandic poet Slorey Sturasson, and there is a gap of several hundred years between the one you brought and the one you have written in Juni. Adams said with a frown.

"That's right, I know what you're talking about. But we are absolutely sure that this original was engraved in a cave and written in the ancient Runi script, and that it was definitely not copied by later generations. Han Zhongxuan said softly.

Seeing that Adams wanted to ask something, Xing Jie interjected: "I remember that you want us to find the Sword of Victory, Revatin, but there is only one Flame Demon Sword here, it doesn't seem to make sense with what we talked about before, right?"

"The Sword of Fire is the Sword of Victory, because the Sword of Victory, Revatin, was the dowry that Frey used to marry the giantess God, and then Syrtel reforged the sword in the Land of Fire to become the legendary Sword of Fire. In fact, whether it is the magic sword or the Revadine Ye Hao, their writing and recording methods in Norse mythology are the same. ”

Xing Jie pursed his lips, what does it look like, do you see it, this is the sequelae of not dripping blood to recognize the master, is this still an artifact?

"Then why are you looking here? Although this Norway was the main battlefield at the beginning, this kind of myth and legend is also used as a clue, Mr. Han, your joke is too big. ”

And Han Zhongxuan listened to Xing Jie's ridicule and did not refute it. Instead, he took out two photos, and Xing Jie glanced at them, well, they were very familiar, they were those Heavenly Tail Feathers that they found at the site of Sanbei Mountain. But in another photo, Xing Jie was stunned, what the hell is only one sword hilt?

However, the hilt of this sword is still engraved on the stone tablet. However, it is not the same exaggeration and abstraction that was common in the past. This carving is very realistic! It's just that the hilt looks familiar, and it's basically the same as the giant sword he found. The only difference is the pattern on the hilt.