From the position of the envoy of the Dragon Palace, it stands to reason that Wen Dao should not be nervous about trivial matters. Even if the explosive arrows whistled past him, even if the laser light cut through the red-hot iron slurry at his feet, the chief deacon of the iron wall should have yawned and despised the battlefield in front of him with a yawn-like bored expression, right?

It is impossible to criticize their indifference, after all, in the concept of the upper rank of the astral race, there is really not much difference between the true sword dispute of the lower race and the tearing and killing between ants. However, it is an objective fact that even if an ant is called a bird, the ant will not grow wings because of it.

For Wen Dao, who was born on the earth, it was really impossible to cultivate the bearing of the astral hegemon in a short period of time. Faced with the blasts and lasers flying everywhere, his instinctive reaction was to set up a matrix shield. The four matrix shields surrounded him and Fenghua in an airtight posture, and the energy level given by the dragon's breath was suppressed, shielding all the physical or energy damage imposed on the shield.

"Oh oh, little brother, you're a force field master, so beautiful~"

Several explosive bolts slammed into the surface of the matrix shield, causing ripples like water waves. If you ignore the shocking annihilation energy, it is quite an ornamental scene. The drunken Fenghua pulled Wen Dao in admiration and shouted for him to perform a few more times.

Turning a deaf ear to the yelling of the female drunkard, Bun Tao looked around, nervously looking for shelter.

The intensity of this street fight is comparable to that of the wolf war, and considering that the battle site is located in the sealed cabin inside the ship, and the reality that there is an absolute vacuum outside the cabin, Wen Dao can only use "do not do or die" to describe the nerves of those smugglers. Wen Tao wondered how Daedalus had survived the fights, and at this time, Fenghua beside him let out a smile.

"Don't worry, it's going to converge soon...... I'm used to it......"

"Will it converge soon?"

Wen Dao looked at the interstellar mercenaries who could kill in amazement, and didn't think that they would be the type who knew how to "point to stop". Just as he looked at Fenghua suspiciously, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded overhead.

"An energy disturbance has been detected in the M7 area, and in accordance with emergency regulations, a vacuum has been immediately put under control...... Warning: After 300 seconds, the M7 sector will be pumped into a vacuum, and all occupants will be evacuated from the zone immediately!"

Vacuum Zone?Wen Dao's eyes widened as he watched the sealed gates at the edge of the block slowly descend, accompanied by the hissing sound of air pulling away. Perhaps because of the hardships they had endured, the residents of the neighborhood who witnessed this scene screamed and ran towards the unsealed floodgates, including the two factions that were fighting.

Wen Tao also clearly felt that the air was rapidly thinning, and immediately used the matrix force field to create a confined space, placing himself and Fenghua in it. The matrix isolated the vacuum, and Wen Dao looked outward through the array wall.

The streets that had been filled with smoke a few minutes ago were now empty, and even the buildings that had been ignited by the explosion had been extinguished by the loss of accelerants. On the corner of the street, you can faintly see several figures struggling with breathing apparatus, and they should have been left behind in anti-escape eggs.

"Awesome, awesome......"

Wen Dao looked dumbfounded. Is it the so-called fierce medicine for a serious illness to use the violent sanctions of the entire cabin vacuum against the smugglers who ignore the rules and order? Although we have paid the price of resetting the neighborhood, we can't think of a better idea for Wendao.

While admiring this, Wen Tao couldn't help but wonder who was behind the scenes to control this trading post.

Perhaps in order to prevent unnecessary damage, the chamber vacuum lasted only a few seconds. As the sealed gates opened, fresh air poured into the cabin. Wen Dao looked at the reset block with an emotional expression, and suddenly heard the sound of banging next to him.

When I looked over, I saw Fenghua covering his mouth with his right hand, revealing an uncomfortable expression that almost wanted to vomit. The kimono beauty's left hand pounded against the matrix wall, and threw a "quickly untie the old lady" look at Wendao.

Wen Dao hurriedly snapped his fingers and lifted the confined space of the matrix.

Feng Hua, who was leaning against the wall, staggered out a few steps, and then his throat squirmed, and what came out of his mouth was not a strong wine, but a raging flame in the sky!

The bright red flame turned into a sun-like shape, sweeping through the space of tens of meters in front of it. Wen Daokou watched in amazement as half of the block was destroyed into ruins by the Red Flame of the Sun, while Fenghua vomited for seven or eight seconds before stopping.

"Whew...... It's so comfortable. ”

Fenghua wiped the liquid from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and raised his head to reveal a particularly cheerful expression, as if he was drunk and sober.

"You, you, you, ......"

What is the origin? Wendao's voice trembled, and he looked at the kimono beauty with a look of silence.

Even at this moment, you can still see the vermilion flame rising on her body, and the unbelievable heat stings your skin even if you are more than ten meters away. Although it is impossible to tell the exact race of Fenghua, there is no doubt that he was born in the same upper class as the chief deacon.

Since setting foot in the Dragon Palace, Wen Tao has been accustomed to many situations that deviate from common sense, and he once thought that nothing could surprise him anymore, but such assertions were once again broken by reality. Looking at the slightly drunk beauty with a delicate face and crimson, and then at the few buildings that turned into ashes, Wen Dao subconsciously shuddered.

Did you think too much about the suppression of Daedalus?

"Hiccup. Feng Hua burped and looked at him with drunken eyes. "Little brother, it seems that I can walk back by myself, and I don't have to send ...... anymore Hiccup, I'll come to the dock for you tomorrow if I'm free......"

Waving his hand at Wendao, Fenghua staggered towards the other side of the street. The rounded fragrant shoulders of the kimono and the slender waist that swayed slowly seem to exude an invitation to tempting crimes at any time, but for Wendao, who has witnessed the true face of the beautiful woman, at this moment, he only thinks about getting as far away as possible.

The riots in the streets seemed to be accustomed to Daedalus, and while the riot chambers were sealed, the other chambers continued to function in an orderly manner. It had been hours since Wen Dao returned to the trading ship and the frightened Jin was timed, and in the meeting room of the trading ship, the three Habitts looked at their boss with extremely curious eyes, looking at his painful and tangled expression after taking the sobering pill.

The sobering pill with added probiotics is effective in eliminating the symptoms of drunkenness, but the process is said to be a hangover experience. Originally, Wendao didn't have to sober up quickly, but the climax on the streets of Daedalus last night made him accumulate doubts about breaking through the sky, and he had to ask those flamboyant hobbits to make it clear.

Wen Dao, who had recovered from the metabolic reaction, poured a large cup of cold white water in one go, dispelled the mist remaining in his consciousness, and his eyes like electricity suddenly shot at the hobbit next to him.

"My lord, let's inquire clearly. The hobbit with the maple syrup water jumped up as if he had been poked by a laser sword, and replied tremblingly. "The two pulls, one is the titanium boat, and the other is the three-star Wum. ”

"Titanium Boat?" Wen Dao chewed on the unfamiliar name, urging the hobbit to continue.

"The Titanium Boat is the four-clawed octopus. They are smugglers from the Zoro Domain, and they often make a living with the mercenaries and pirates here, and eat both ends. Arrom waved his little fist angrily. "The Sanxing Wu is a mercenary group that specializes in black and black, and they really want the equipment of the titanium boat, but the titanium boat is afraid that they will rob it in turn, so they don't sell it to them. ”

"Sanxingwu is a fool. Harlem added. "If you want to equip it, we have it too!"

"Isn't it that the second-hand engine blew up, and they promised to compensate them for the new one, and they have always held a grudge. With a look of disdain, Cassium poured himself a glass of maple syrup. "The guy with a small amount of equipment has not done a big deal, he really has to learn the spirit of enterprise from the dragon envoy!"

“…… I'll ask Samson to double-check the engine when I get back. Wen Tao rubbed his forehead, trying to put together the messy information of the hobbits. "In other words, disputes like the Titanium Boat and the Three Star Warriors are normal in Daedalus?"

The hobbies looked at each other and said in unison. "It's normal. ”

"What about the emergency measures? Who ordered the quarantine of the neighborhood and the vacuum?" Wen Dao continued.

"No one ordered. Arrom replied.

"It's the crystallization of thinking and your own judgment. Harlem added.

"It's us who go to Shim here, not here who comes to Shim us. Kashoum said triumphantly.

After listening to the harpy's answer, Wen Dao's eyebrows were twisted.

Daidarus, formerly a unified supply ship of the Imperial Conquest Fleet, is not uncommon to have the Mind Crystal, which has its own judgment, and it makes sense that the emergency instructions for the closed compartment are issued by the Mind Crystal. However, Wen Dao did not believe that the initiative of the illegals alone could develop Daedalus to such a point in two centuries!

The distribution of profits among smugglers, the feud between pirate mercenaries, the supply of supplies and the maintenance of equipment, and so on, are by no means the only problems that can be dealt with by the crystallized rules and regulations. The actual experience confirms that there must be someone behind the scenes who controls the whole picture of Daedalus, and that if you want this trading post to become a new source of wealth for the dragon lord, you have to find that person anyway.

After a moment of silence, Wen Dao looked at the hobbit with a subtle expression.

"Do you know that there is a superior species inhabiting Dedaros?"

"Up, up, up, up, up

"Could it be a star or star realm tyrant like the Shura clan?" Harlem also tightened with the chrysanthemum.

"Ju, I actually met a superior ...... in Dedalus," Casim wailed.

The Habbies all looked at Wen Dao with desperate eyes and said in unison.

"My lord, you really deserve to be a man with his own halo!"

"Shut up!" Wen Dao replied to the hobbit's comments with black lines on his face, and ordered viciously. "Immediately contact the Amber Pavilion and summon the 'Heavenly Riders'. ”

"Y-Are you going to destroy this place?" said the hobbith's face.

"it! I really want more information!" Wen Dao gripped the void with his five fingers, trying to put on a fierce look. "Since you are not useful, then I will go and inquire in person, from the captives. ”