Christina put down the telescope she was holding, moved her slightly stiff shoulders a few times, pulled the camera to the side, adjusted it a little, and pointed it at a small four-story building in Complutense University.

This is where the two of them are targeted, a special research institute established under the framework of the North Atlantic Treaty. Of course, information from the Administration revealed that this was in fact the final aggregation and processing center for all anomalous events in the entire southern European region. And their task is to ensure that the expedition to investigate the rat plague can make the trip.

"Christine, how's it going?" Raul, cloaked in an off-white camouflage cape, pushed open the baffle on the floor and poked his head out in a low voice.

It was a young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old from the outside, with a few handfuls of flaxen hair playfully popping out from under his hood, a delicate face, and a little freckles on the tip of his nose. He wore a pair of monocular glasses that were out of place for his age, and held a tin foil bag in his hand, "I ordered an apostle takeaway, and this is your one." ”

"Apostle takeaway, isn't that thing already closed down because of too many bad reviews?" Receiving the tin foil bag from Raul's hand, Christina was slightly scalded, she snorted softly, and tossed the steaming burger back and forth with her left and right hands, asking puzzledly.

Raul took out a small aluminum wine jug from his bosom and poured it, let out a puff of white mist, and replied: "It's not the original one, it's a new one, I heard that there are three forty-five-level masters who jointly inject capital to open it, which is much more powerful than the original little fight." ”

She peeled off the tin foil, and inside was a steaming golden ball, dotted with white and black sesame seeds, and a few emerald green leaves popping out of the top of the ball.

After eating this hamburger that costs as much as ten contribution points, all the ingredients are produced by the spiritual power node, and is claimed to be able to restore the full health of the apostles below level twenty, Christina answered his previous question: "That group of old guys are still arguing about which thing to prioritize," she said with disdain. After all, there is only so much money allocated to them for their activities, and one-third of it has been deducted by the Spanish authorities, and counting all kinds of expenses, a NATO agency can only come up with 20 million funds to face this incident. ”

"In other words, they can't send more than two teams to different regions at the same time?" Raul asked, opening his mouth wide in disbelief, "so what should we do?"

In the intervening years, this is not the only place where anomalies have occurred in the Iberian Peninsula, and superpowers have also quietly appeared in various European countries, causing much more disturbances than those in the homes of Rabbit and Hawk-chan. The various contradictions accumulated over the years have become the best fuse, and so far, hundreds of thousands of people have been injured to varying degrees in the commotion caused by the superpowers, and the number of dead is unknown for the time being.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye knows what is really going on.

Under such circumstances, it is not easy to ensure that the investigation team will definitely go to the mission location. I also know that they will never choose the location of those events that are too dangerous, and at the same time, those that are too simple will also be ruled out.

"Don't worry, Juan has a good control over the pace of events," Christina smiled slightly, "those old guys will soon find out that their only suitable option has already been determined." ”

Beep beep beep –

Interrupted by a sudden ringing of the ringing of the alarm bell, Cristina tapped on the standby computer on the desktop, and soon, she said to Raul in an excited tone: "The old guys have decided, the target location is the place we have chosen! Twenty-four hours later, a convoy will depart early, contact Juan, and let them get ready!"

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A small vegetable garden of less than twenty square meters.

Of course, this is on the surface of Mars.

Su Xing's eyes widened, and he carefully looked at it from top to bottom, yes, it was indeed an ordinary vegetable garden. Greens, cabbage, cauliflower, and a few small pumpkins were all crammed into this little fertile land.

Except for the layer of force field that wraps around it.

The optical camouflage erected here does not stop the poor atmosphere on Mars, so it is a miracle that this land is indistinguishable from the vegetable fields on Earth.

"We've only done a little bit of work," Ankylosaurus said with a hint of smugness, "It's a tough task to induce these common vegetables to mutate to the surface of Mars while keeping them edible and harmless, but we did it in the end." ”

The huge mechanical dinosaur bowed its head and saluted Su Xing with its highest respect: "This is our gift for you, Primus. ”

After visiting this vegetable garden of unknown significance, the steel armor dragon pressed the mechanical beetle that was constantly muttering on his back, and carried Su Xing into this country that was completely hidden under the surface.

The Mars-1 Forward Base is an unparalleled masterpiece of engineering even to Su Xing's current eyes, and these unique mechanical beings have made the most of their strengths, and in their hands, all the materials change smoothly and freely like the notes of the baton to become everything they need. The moment he saw this huge city, Su Xing understood that this race of life created by him inadvertently had begun to embark on the development direction with their unique style.

At first glance, the city appears to have a distinctly human feel, but a closer look reveals that it is nothing more than an illusion in the face of too much shock. The reason is very simple, Su Xing can feel that every building here, even every public facility, is actually a mechanical life form with an independent will. Except for toilets, or something like that.

Hundreds of meters tall all-metal spires tilted to the sky above, the night and starry sky simulated by holograms, and under this deep purple starry sky, even the pure white rivers in the city were dyed with a dreamlike halo.

The inhabitants of the city did not quite maintain their original form, some chose to weave a society in humanoid form, some simply lived in the form of various animals in the hills and jungles of steel and machinery, and some large mechanical lifeforms maintained in their original form roamed in it, a strange sense of harmony made Su Xing, who watched all this from the perspective of God, not know how to complain.

Finally, he sighed, "This is indeed a good place. ”