"The bombing was completed, 30% of the ammunition was consumed, the surface was deeply carbonized, and no signs of life were found." The AI's report voice sounds quite pleasant.

Lot, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed his arms and crossed Erlang's legs, quietly watching the picture coming from ahead.

Not to mention life there, even the ruins and ruins have been blown into powder, and as far as the eye can see, the entire scorched field is as full of craters as the surface of the moon.

During the previous bombardment, Lott found that there were other creatures hiding in the surrounding woods, but it was difficult to judge that they were blocked by the trees, but it was certain that they had the aura of not humans or local monsters - then there was no need to say more, plow with cannonballs first, and then see what happened.

"Did you find any living mouths?" Lott asked.

"Without adults, we can't even get corpses." Wix replied beside him.

It was blown into ashes, and the results of the weapon experiment were gratifying

So here's the problem.

Who are these guys? Where did it come from? Is it all the way with the lizardheads?

Lott now regrets a little bit that he didn't catch a live one and ask for it, but it's certain that they're all from overseas.

"Looks like it's not peaceful out there." Lott looked at the anxious ground in front of him and sighed, and then, he thought of a serious problem.

The area where Lott is now, this continent...... There doesn't seem to be a level 40 human......

The person with level 40 strength was slaughtered by the first lord of the dungeon a hundred years ago, and that guy took the knights to look for it in the end, almost killing a high-level adventurer when he saw one, his purpose was to attract hatred, and secondly, to cut off food for the surrounding monster neighbors who were full of level 40, so that they could roll to other places, and this place would be monopolized by himself.

The final result, indeed as he expected, the 4th-order adventurers died, followed by the surrounding high-level monsters also left one after another, and the dungeon then ushered in quite a lot of novice adventurers and countless energies.

But

The result of this is that after there are no competitors, the first generation feels bored, and finally leaves with a burden, and the sequelae left are:

In the past hundred years, there have been no high-level adventurers stationed on this continent.

The high-level creatures on the other surrounding continents did not have the ability to travel far across the ocean at that time, but as time passed........

The sight of the terrified lizardbacons and sheep-headed monsters here is a testament to the fact that they have the ability to transport armies on a large scale to the oceans.

And in the continent where Lot is located, the number of high-level adventurers has not been able to make up for it.....

"Then why didn't they take this place in the first place?" After listening to Lott's analysis, Maria immediately asked, "If I'm not mistaken, they arrived a few years ago." ”

"The lizardmen also arrived a few years ago." Vickers added.

Lott crossed his arms and bowed his head in meditation, and finally raised his head and said: "Our land is very large, and it is reborn from war, they should be afraid of the level 40 adventurers hidden in this continent, after all, there are them on every continent, and there is no reason why this road does not have them." ”

"In other words, they won't act rashly until they find a high-level adventurer?"...

"Yes, but this situation is almost unsupportable, after all, after searching for so many years, I still haven't found the shadow of a fourth-order adventurer, and even if there is, it's just a few individuals, and tonight they can be seen that they can't bear it anymore."

No way, since it is the disaster of the first generation, as his successor, Lott has to carry it, otherwise the entire continent will have to be finished - Ogilis alone is controlled by the lizardmen and triggers a large-scale wave of refugees, so if the entire continent falls completely, humans are estimated to be scared out of their nerves.

But then again, why do other continents have humans and other different kinds of sapient creatures living together, but this continent doesn't?

"The answer to this question may come in the future, so let's put it aside for now." Lott shook his head, looked up at the screen and asked, "Are there any other monsters nearby?" ”

"Not at the moment, but I can't guarantee you, .....," Wix hesitated slightly.

Obviously, this group of sheep-headed monsters can't only have so much, and there should be a lot of them in the future, but high-level units, such as level 40 monsters, don't dare to guarantee it, after all, this thing is not something that the miscellaneous soldiers say they have.

"Vickers, how much range can the scarab beetle's current firepower cover?" Lott asked.

The goblin checked the information, looked up and said: "The maximum cruising range of the missile is about 000 kilometers, theoretically, as long as you put one at home, you can cover eight allies in the north and even Ogris." ”

However, the opponent's troops are as high as level 40, and they need to be bombarded continuously to ensure that they are blown to ashes, otherwise who knows if the opponent has a resurrection technique.

Therefore, it is necessary to make the scarab's firepower accurate to within 00 kilometers of the most reliable, so that no matter the strength of the attack or the rescue of allies, all can arrive as quickly as possible.

"We only have one station, and the number is far from enough." Lott mused.

"My lord, if you allow us, we can now develop an aeronautical scarab with a combat flying saucer that can double the entire strike range, at least the advance firepower can be delivered as soon as possible."

When Lott heard this, he turned his head and asked, "How much money is needed?" ”

"3 million should be enough."

Lotte nodded and glanced at the energy reservoir, which showed the amount of 7.8 million.

"Give me the best." Lott said in a deep voice.

"As you wish, sir." Vickers bowed slightly, and then led a group of men down.

The hall of the field was half empty, and Lott leaned on the table and crossed his hands to look at the large screen in front of him, but did not speak.

"What do you have in mind? My lord," Maria asked, looking at Lott from the side, a feeling she knew all too well.

"They'll come back later." Lott looked over there and muttered, "It should be big by then." ”

When Maria heard this, she smiled and replied, "Wouldn't we just bombard it with shelling?" ”

"No, that might turn their target to attacking the scarabs, and we're trying not to get any alive to report what's going on here."

"And what is your solution?"

Lott pointed to the ruins of the ancestral hall of the former Grand Cemetery, which had been blown to the ground, and said, "Let's catch turtles in an urn." ”

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