There is no doubt that this Gundanium metal is a very important strategic resource in this world, and its preciousness far exceeds that of any kind of decorative gemstone, and it is a material that is very much needed by all major powers.

If there really is such a thing under that waste vein, then the entire resistance organization's policy and thinking will have to be adjusted and changed.

Jeanne listened to Rohr's words, stretched her slender legs, and ran to find Macmillan, who was teaching the children math lessons.

The latter quickly came to the conference room with a solemn face, and said very seriously:

"It's almost certain that it's the vein of Gundanim, which is a very unique mineral that doesn't appear elsewhere, doesn't scatter, and can only appear on the veins."

"They only appear in underground karst environments, commonly known as 'karst caves', and in their native state, they resemble a mucous membrane covering various stalactites......

"The scholars have long suspected that this thing is actually a kind of body tissue in some extinct, giant creature, because the arrangement of those stalactites looks like rib ......."

Macmillan first gave Rohr a brief science popularization, and then asked in a low voice:

"Your Excellency, what do you think should be done?"

Rohr, of course, believed Macmillan's judgment, and according to the military's wanted warrant, this man was engaged in the field of equipment such as relics and transformation armor before he defected, and was a real expert in this field.

"Are there many people who know about these things? Is it possible to block messages? ”

Macmillan thought for a moment and replied:

"It's not much, except for the empire and the barbarians, other forces can't play with high-end technology such as transforming armor, so if you hurry up and don't let the news spread, it is still possible to block it."

Rohr nodded, lost in thought, his right hand tapping on the back of his left hand.

After a long while, he raised his head and said to the senior in charge of intelligence:

"Use your people, control the mine owner first, and it is best to invite us to our side, hoping that he will understand the righteousness, and if he insists, then ......"

He made a gesture of digging a pit and shoveling soil in his hand, which meant inviting the other party to settle in the underground villa.

The senior nodded before he asked through Jeanne's translation:

"How much of an impact does this have on our business?"

"It's big, very, very big, if this news gets out, the matter of the Rich Valley will be up to you and me, all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will dance around for this vein, and even the empire and barbarians will get involved, and they will not hesitate to fight."

The faces of everyone present couldn't help but turn a little pale.

Although Rohr's description is sensational, it is not an exaggeration at all.

This precious strategic resource can really trigger a war!

"Not only do we have to keep it secret, but we also have to take the mountain fort as soon as possible, hold this thing in our own hands, and carefully seal it."

"Until you're strong enough to protect yourself, forget about it and hold it as a hole card."

Estimating the emotions and knowledge of these people present, he didn't elaborate on what the hole cards were, but Jeanne, as his student, should be able to understand.

It is nothing more than to take this vein as a name, and then choose to attach to the barbarian or the empire, get rid of the control of the United Kingdom, and be a puppet with peace of mind, which can be regarded as completing the recovery of the fertile valley, right?

But this is still a palliative rather than a cure for the root cause, and the empire and barbarians may not be much better than the United Kingdom......

Being weak is really an original sin.

"Make a plan to attack the city as soon as possible, pay close attention to the whereabouts of the 2,000 people who went out, and choose the right time to start."

"Lord Redgill, do you have any connections in the city? Can you try to open the gates? If you can, you might as well try it, and successfully enter the stage of street fighting, which is beneficial for us who have a mass base......"

"Those people in the city are not really numb, nor do they really want to resist, they just need someone to fire the first shot, so that they can see the hope of victory and turnover......"

"Those two cannons should be used in the right place, preferably to bombard the barracks, not to cause much damage, but to break the morale of the enemy......"

"Jeanne, how much coverage does your relic have? What the? Less than a kilometer? You're afraid I'm the weakest aura monster I've ever seen! ”

"I will also help when the time comes, but I am only one person, my strength is limited, and I can't control a war, so don't rely on me too much, I will only act when it is most necessary."

Luo Er said a lot of things, and personally went out of the field, from the arrangement of troops, to the selection of offensive direction and focus, to the advancement of the control area and other details, all helped to suggest, or arrange.

This time, he was really serious, for the matter[520 www.biquge520.xyz] was no longer merely sympathetic to the suffering, but to try to avoid a war that could affect the whole world.

If a war breaks out in a region like the Fertile Valley, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

So this time, he also wanted his daughter to study with peace of mind and enjoy his old age in peace.

Everyone present listened very attentively, nodded their heads again and again, and at the same time felt a wonderful sense of comfort in their hearts.

This is probably the comfort and peace of mind of having a thigh strap to lie down to win, right?

Macmillan on the side almost laughed.

With the personal fate of the Grey King, everything is secure.

Even if he still needs to maintain his identity and reserve, and refuses to use his own martial arts, but for now, it is enough.

Especially the assassination of the enemy's high-level forces, which he was most worried about, now he doesn't have to worry about it.

No one can assassinate under the protection of the Grey King, and scholars have tried several times before to solve this restless force that is not under their control, but never again.

Originally, he thought that the Gray King had fallen under the siege of the Sages of the Scholars Society, but now it seems that the Gray King is still active, and the assassination of the Scholars Society has died down, and it is obvious that he has completely given up.

Thinking of this, Macmillan couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart that he must take good care of his body and strive to live a few more years, on the one hand, to witness the greatness and glory of this king, and on the other hand, to do as much as he can, for him.

For example, the maintenance and maintenance of the barbarian's latest prototype armor will be entrusted to me, the old bone!

Rohr was busy for a long time, helping to arrange things in an orderly and clear manner, so that those high-level executives could go down and keep busy.

Before leaving, everyone bows deeply to him as a sign of respect in their hearts.

If Takayama Fort succeeds in defeating it in the end, it is likely that his influence in the Restoration Sect will not be as simple as an advisor and mentor, but will become a new spiritual leader.

After everyone else had left, Macmillan tugged at Jeanne's arm and took a black, bracer-like object from his bosom and handed it to her.

Jeanne nodded knowingly, and handed it to Rohr.

"Teacher, this is for you, it is one of yesterday's gains."

This was pulled from the charred corpse of the enemy leader of the transcendents yesterday by a warrior who, despite the stench and disgust.

Everything else in the man's body had turned to ashes, and the bracers remained, apparently not mortal.

After handing it over to Macmillan, he studied it a little and found that it was the same holy artifact that could release the monkey version of the spiritual power clone, and after starting to repair it, it could still be used.

The performance of this thing is already good, and it can use the spiritual power clone of the ninth order in advance, although the power is too weak, but it can always work wonders if it is used well.

The key is that the price is not high, but within an hour of use, you can't help but want to release the long-suppressed thoughts and desires in your heart, the effect is not very strong, you can rely on willpower to force the confrontation, or you can choose to sleep and release yourself in your dreams.

Even by the standards of the Scholars' Society, it can be regarded as a fourth-order quasi-holy relic.

After listening to Macmillan's description, Rohr took it with a look of disgust, and stuffed it into his left hand without looking at it.

This is something pulled from the charred corpse, it is quite disgusting, if it weren't for his greed and curiosity about the spiritual power clone, I'm afraid he wouldn't want it.

Although he still wears a black and white mask on his face, Jeanne and Macmillan still see his dislike in his movements.

Sure enough, for the Gray King, I'm afraid the spiritual power clone is just a very basic and superficial thing, right?

It's normal for him to look down on it, and if it weren't for the intimacy, he would definitely have to refuse again like before.

The two thought in unison.

So Jeanne reminded her very tactfully and carefully, this thing can be given away or sold.

This kind of holy relic, which is easy to use and has a weak price, can be sold on the black market for a beautiful and high price, or given to other gray ghosts under his command, should also be able to get it?

She thought to herself.

Luo Er didn't say much, said goodbye to the two of them, returned to his room, asked someone to fetch a bucket of water, then closed the door, threw the bracer into the bucket and carefully cleaned it several times, and then took it on his left hand with a disgusted face.

According to what Macmillan said before, he set a mantra for this bracer, as long as he whispered, he could release the weakened spiritual clone.

Dislike is disgusted, but the incense still has to be really fragrant.

"Whew...... I'm about to become a stand-in messenger, and I'm still a little excited to think about it? ”

He muttered to himself, stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror again, and tried to pose a few times.

First, his five fingers were spread out in front of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Or stand with your feet apart, pull your collar with one hand and lift the corner of your shirt with the other.

Finally, he whispered the set mantra in a volume that only he could hear:

"Come out! Platinum Experience! ”

The bracers activated, and a humanoid phantom appeared behind him.