Chapter Seventy-One: Attacking Seafood

Hu Guodao did find other parts of the world.

In other words, although he didn't know the specific location of those Divine Fragments at the moment, he thought of an opportunistic way that would allow everyone to reach another Fragment without having to challenge the unfathomable Fog Rift.

The method or idea is very simple, "borrowing" the blood sacrifice path arranged by Mo Weitian in advance.

It can only be said that snakes have snakes, rats and rat holes, and Comrade Hu Guodao, an outstanding representative of the intellectual youth of the demon world and a researcher of the returnee faction with double doctorates, is also very worthy of the beakers that he cooked instant noodles in, the alcohol lamps that roasted frog legs, and even the gas spectrometer that ran through the smell atlas of foxes.

Maybe the technology is not high enough, but it works quickly and costs less, and the bosses of Grandtai like it the most - this is also the reason why Hu Guodao, a demon in a remote area who has no background, can actually earn a piece of the sky in Qi Fengyu's nepotistic power network and sit firmly in the position of director of the Yàn room:

Other experts are still debating the possibility of becoming an exception, he has already developed the first generation of demon species, and he won't give him the funds to anyone.

Now that the boss has changed, Hu Guodao's (crossed out) opportunistic (crossed out) compromise ** is still appreciated.

Anyway, the really technical stuff of earth shrinkage-space folding theory, teleportation array coordinate algorithm, etc., is explained in detail to the scumbag Du Ling, and it is completely incomprehensible.

He just needs to know that "it's not too risky, it doesn't cost much, you can try it".

"Through guò modeling and operation, excluding assumptions, it can be determined that there is a 78.4% probability that the other party is implanted with its own sacrifice anchor coordinate system on the material basis of the transportation network built by the Demon Authority." Speaking of the professional field, the Tibetan Fox, who will be a little confident, pushed his glasses, and Shengsheng put the simple inference of 'no one is stupid enough to waste a lot of spirit stones to do repetitive work from scratch', and said it professionally, and he turned out a bunch of mosquito coil eyes.

"However, the sample I can refer to in my hand is only the one that has been used, and the blood sacrifice array that goes directly from the imperial capital to Mozhou City is too small, and I can't accurately choose the destination at the beginning......"

was furious by Du Ling's eyes, and the more Hu Guodao spoke, the more timid he became, and finally silenced.

He stood anxiously waiting for the fate, and his regretful bowels were blue for the fact that he hurriedly took the unverified "results" to show his merit in order to get rid of the big white goose's urgent eyes as soon as possible.

However, probably in a hurry to save his image (has there been), Du Ling finally resisted his temper this time, and put forward his only request very coldly: "Can you stay away from the imperial capital?" ”

This requirement is definitely not high, the coordinates of the villain's boss base camp are known conditions, no matter how wrong the solution is, it is impossible to deviate to the imperial capital in one breath - if there is such a possibility of hitting the muzzle of the villain, how can Hu Guodao take out this trick like he could offer treasure.

At that moment, he patted his thin little chest, and swore that although the specific location was uncontrollable, he still had a spectrum in the general direction.

So Du Ling dragged Xiao Li together and compared the map for a long time, and finally decided to despise the enemy strategically but attach importance to the opponent tactically, and just started to seek stability, so the roof of the world with sparse land and fresh air seems to be a good choice.

The range is large enough, the target is obvious, even if a few more pieces are cracked, as long as you choose the right direction, it should not go too far.

The invasion spell path required the drawing of an ultra-complex formation, so complex that after two days and two nights of careful calculations by a large experimental computer, the printed drawings were more than one person high.

However, this is only the beginning, and what is even more terrifying is that in order to stitch together into an effective whole, the monks need to be infused with spiritual energy to draw it by themselves.

Even if the number of available manpower is increased to double digits, everyone still wants to vomit blood.

More than a month has passed in a hurry, and the surviving human beings in Mozhou City have basically accepted the fact of the end of the natural disaster, and began to diligently carry out the work of agricultural production and grain storage. ”

And the "immortals" who created this good situation described themselves as haggard and bone-set.

However, the first intrusive teleportation array has finally been established, and it is particularly gratifying that there is no need to repeat this work in the future, as long as some modifications are made to the number of coordinates to connect the teleportation array to other world fragments.

The eye part of the teleportation array is designed as a door according to everyone's usage habits.

Now Du Ling is standing in front of this door.

"Are you ready?"

He held Xiao Li firmly with one hand, put the other on the doorknob, and looked around at the heavily armed junior brothers, his expression was unprecedentedly strict: "Although this is a small step for us, it is a big step to save the whole world." ”

Everyone nodded nervously and solemnly, clenching the weapons in their hands - although theoretically, the roof of the world should be the least populated and large biomass of the world's fragments, and the least polluted by demonic energy, but who knows what accidents will happen?

What they want to embark on is a completely unknown journey, maybe it will be smooth sailing, or maybe they will encounter the demon tide rushing in their faces, they can't say it.

In the end, Du Ling was not the first hero to set foot in the Lost Land, and when he stepped out of the portal after Xiao Li, his head was still a little dizzy.

His ears were buzzing, his body was still bumping and swaying, and he had a sour feeling of sitting in a black car for more than ten hours and walking on a gravel road.

But he quickly picked himself up and became vigilant.

Because after stepping out of the teleportation array, what greeted his eyes was not the expected blue sky or alpine meadows, but thick, gray, covering a qiē fog.

There was a disgusting smell in the air, and there were many tall black shadows hidden in the thick fog.

- Danger!

Du Ling unconsciously tightened the left hand he was holding with Xiao Li.

"Don't be afraid."

Pressing him behind him, the Emperor of Heaven drew his sword without hesitation.

The fierce sword intent drove the immense force into a hurricane, blowing away the tiresome fog.

The tall black shadow that Du Ling regarded as a threat gradually revealed his true face.

Long, pointy, one ball, two balls, three ............

I seem to be familiar with this landmark comrade?

Isn't this TMD the Pearl of the Orient?!!

I didn't buy you a bag, and don't pretend to be a monster!!

After singing "I'm going to the West and Tibet" for a few months, I ended up raising my legs and arrived at the magic capital, and there was too much difference between one end and one west on this map.

Even if you go to Shuzhong, you can at least add some bacon and chili sauce......

Du Ling silently held his head, feeling that he would actually believe in Hu Guodao again, and that grandson was sweet enough. can only say that fortunately, I didn't go directly to Mauritius for 28,000 miles, and maybe I can go to Australia to meet my fellow countrymen even if I am a little crooked.

But this kind of thing is like spending a sky-high price to participate in the tour of the pit dad group, and in the face of dissatisfaction, you can only silently recite the mantra "Come and come", and endure to finish the thing.

Just like now, the hacker version of the teleportation array is not a small cost to start once, and it is not easy to open a way to get back a coordinate, even if it is different from the original plan, it is impossible to retreat without doing anything.

But not to mention the large population of the Demon Capital, it is the traditional sphere of influence of the Demon Management Bureau, and the situation must be very complicated after the end of the world, and I don't know how many LV I have to raise the difficulty of the challenge.

At this time, it would be a bit reckless to insist on letting Wang Laohu and them come over to fight the world together.

"Hmm~Ahh Start Plan C, right? After sneezing at the fishy smell of the flush, Du Ling rubbed his nose and helplessly asked for Xiao Li's opinion.

Plan C is arguably the most risky of all the schemes, which is to send back a messenger to stop the other monsters from entering when the danger on the other side of the portal is too high, leaving Xiao Li and himself here to explore the situation in the fragmented world.

In fact, with Xiao Li's current completely liberated and still improving strength, he can walk sideways wherever he goes, and it is no problem at all to cover a Du Ling, so the so-called "adventure" does not refer to them to wandering alone, but to leave all the monsters in the base camp.

Without Xiao Li, this Zhenshan Tai Sui, there is only a little apprentice who has not built a foundation and a group of little demons who cannot transform into shapes, the Ling Tian Sect that has just opened is simply an empty door, in case there is anyone among those monsters from the Demon Management Bureau who harbors evil and wants to turn back, it is the best time.

But at the same time, it's also a great litmus test for faction loyalty.

When they leave for a while and then go back, whether some people show their fox tails, or everyone has a red heart to the sun, and the savior of the demon family will be revealed to the world.

However, in case it is a relatively bad development, although Zhang Jing and the others have enough means to save their lives, Du Ling still can't help but worry about whether the defensive arrays that are easy to build will be destroyed, and whether Mozhou City, which has just recovered a little vitality, will be affected......

Thinking about it, he almost wanted to swallow back what he had just asked, and directly said to Xiao Li that we should go home.

But when his brain cells were violently active, the action-oriented Heavenly Emperor Xià had already sent the messenger back, and officially started Project C.

also comforted Du Ling warmly: "You should trust them more." ”

I don't know if I want to believe that the monsters from the Demon Management Bureau will not make trouble, or I want to believe that Zhang Jing and the little demon disciples have made rapid progress and have the ability to protect the rear base.

In short, the summons were sent back, and there was no room for regret if he wanted to, so Du Ling had to comfort himself that this was to leave room for others to grow, and if there was really any disagreement, he could stop the loss in time.

He said that it is better to be the leading brother, and he can't always be a mother and protect the younger brother in the eggshell. Speaking of which, it seems that he himself is the one who needs to grow the most (.

Now follow Xiao Li to break into the demon capital alone, even if it is to fight monsters with the big number of love, it is a good opportunity to level up quickly.

Tong Guò's unique two-dimensional relief technique relaxed the tense nerves, and Du Ling began to be in the mood to check the environment of the new copy, trying to figure out some information from the subtle knowledge.

Although something Xiao Li's BUG-like divine sense must have been scanned, what he saw and thought of was his own experience value.

So Du Ling took advantage of the fact that the dense fog blown away by Xiao Li's sword wind had not yet closed, looked at the bank of the Huangpu River, and then immediately his eyes lit up and he exhaled softly: "Ah, there is a situation!" ”

The change is too obvious - the original platform-like embankment promenade has disappeared completely, and has been replaced by a very rough but thick reinforced concrete dam that stretches all the way to the mouth of the sea.

“…… It seems that the people of the Demon Capital have not been idle these days. ”

Du Ling touched his chin and commented, seemingly complaining and at the same time really relieved: such a huge project represents a positive significance, that is, the government organization of the magic capital has not lost its strength at present, and at the same time, a large number of citizens have survived and maintained basic social order, and it is impossible for one of these two to complete the construction of such a sea-enclosed dam in just a few months.

That's pretty good, at least to avoid the massive demonization of mortals, and the entire city falling into chaos.

But this shape is not so much a dam as a wall?

As a house that has been mixed with the second dimension for many years and often drags on the manuscript, Du Ling almost recalls which work he has seen this kind of high wall, and he has a particularly bad association.

Don't you have to be......

The corners of Du Ling's mouth twitched, and he looked at the Heavenly Emperor who had been staring at him from afar: "I said little pear, how much do you think it is possible for the people of the Demon Capital to still insist on pursuing the quality of life in the last days and building a high wall to refuse to heavily pollute the smelly sea breeze?" ”

"Zero." A categorical answer with no room for manoeuvre.

Then the immortal who cherished the words like gold stretched out his ape arms, jumped up with Du Ling's small waist in his familiar way, and then stepped on the pure gold flying sword to soar up.

"What are you doing?!" Du Ling, who poured a mouthful of stinky air without warning, rolled his eyes: Are you tired of playing this set all the time? If you want to hug the master's waist, just hug it, don't keep doing this kind of sudden attack, okay!

However, the tireless Emperor of Heaven also left a legitimate reason for himself this time, and Du Ling's protest was interrupted by a burst of air raid sirens before he could finish shouting.

The city, which was originally quiet and almost lifeless, suddenly filled with a tense atmosphere of preparation for war.

"I'll show you what mortals build walls to reject."

As the height climbed, and the terrible truth outside the wall was revealed, Xiao Li's answer to "What are you doing" also fell gently.

But by this time, Du Ling could no longer distract himself from what he had said, and all his attention was drawn to the deformed monster that was trying to climb the dam wall, mixed with ochre red and thicker than industrial sewage.

They had a monstrous torso with bumps that couldn't tell where the head was, and the messy sticks on it were crooked, making it impossible to recognize whether they were legs, feet, or tentacles, and looked like monsters crawling out of people's deepest nightmares.

What the hell am I going to here!!

The mutation of nuclear radiation is still a chemical reaction between magic gas and industrial wastewater???

Du Ling's heart was full of question marks and exclamation marks, and he felt that he might never want to eat seafood in his life.

Thinking that the people of the Demon Capital have been fighting against such a disgusting monster in the past few months, his eyes were suddenly filled with tears of sympathy.

"Shall we go down and help?" Du Ling asked, and he saw that there was already a team below emerging from the thick fog, climbing the high wall with all kinds of strange assembled equipment, looking ready to face the mutant sea beasts.

A qiē looks orderly, and this is certainly not the first time something like this has happened. Although the participants were not very brave and fearless, they were not panicked, compared with these people who faced difficulties alone and grew up rapidly, Du Ling felt that the survivors who complained about the famine in Mozhou and repeatedly discussed how the government should allocate more welfare materials were like flowers in a greenhouse.

In case one day I and the others are too busy to take care of themselves, and I don't know if they will survive the devastation of the last days.

Du Ling thought quite contradictoryly, but since he had spent a lot of energy to save those people, he couldn't abandon them in the name of honing.

I don't know how much blood has been shed to form such a mature defense mechanism here, and Du Ling doesn't feel that he has the power to decide whether Mozhou should pay the same painful price for "growth".

Not to mention being an eagle pushing chicks to jump off the cliff, now looking at the dangerous battle underground, Du Ling can't stand idly by. Seeing that Xiao Li didn't respond immediately, he anxiously pulled the other party's cuffs and urged: Although it looks like humans have the upper hand now, the scene is quite stale, it is a good time for us to go down and open and close a sweep of thousands of monsters, and the wind of the divine soldiers descending from the sky is on the stage!

"Look again, it's not quite right." Xiao Li frowned slightly and reminded.

As a Flying Immortal who really has the qualifications to overlook the common people, he will not be like Du Ling, because he is too affected by the safety of his compatriots, and ignores those suspicious points.

Compared to the huge but weak "monsters" in the sea,