Chapter 9: The First Exchange
"Master, shall we go back?"
Zhang Wuji stood in place, blinking at Zhang Sanfeng.
"Go back!"
A smile appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's face and said, "Maybe those people have a way to cure your illness." ”
Zhang Wuji smiled when he heard this.
"Really? Master Tai? ”
"We'll find out later."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and touched his head, took the hands of the two children, and walked back.
Halfway through, I heard a loud bang.
Bang ——!
The two children were frightened and hid behind Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were also full of surprise.
Not far away.
The houses in the town collapsed like a tide!
This was followed by a deafening roar.
Glittering steel fortresses slowly emerged from the collapsed houses.
The smoke cleared.
You can see it.
Dead soldiers wearing the same clothes and carrying the same weapons have spread all over the town.
At a glance, there are at least a thousand people!
"Too, Master, what is that?"
Zhang Wuji hid behind Master Tai, trembling and pointing to the excavator, his heart was full of fear.
"Is it a youkai?" Zhou Zhiruo's voice was also trembling.
Not to mention two children.
It was Zhang Sanfeng, at this moment, his heart was also extremely shocked.
There is even a bit of fear.
Such a steel behemoth.
Just one is enough to destroy the entire martial arts, and even the entire Central Plains!
Now there are dozens of them!
And.
They all look like they're driven by the mysterious dead!
In just a moment, Zhang Sanfeng knew that he was wrong.
Couldn't be more wrong.
These people have nothing to do with the imperial court!
The Mongol court is not worthy of being their opponent!
To be able to possess the power of these dead men, these steel behemoths.
How can you put the imperial court in your eyes?
"Don't be afraid, it's supposed to be just a puppet of those uncles."
Zhang Sanfeng touched the little heads of the two children and comforted them.
At the same time, be more firm in your ideas.
These people must have a way to cure the disease of Mowgli!
"Is it a puppet?" Zhang Wuji relaxed a little when he heard Master Tai's words.
Blinking his eyes, he asked, "Master Tai, since you are a puppet, why do you move on your own?" ”
Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to the master inside the excavator and said, "It may be controlled by those uncles." ”
"Is there such a powerful puppet in this world?" Zhang Wuji was surprised.
Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "The world is so big, there are no surprises.
Mowgli, go, let's go. ”
As he spoke, he led the two of them towards the dead soldiers.
Both children were scared.
But out of trust in Master Tai, he didn't run away.
Zhang Sanfeng took his two children and didn't walk for a while before he attracted the attention of the explorers.
"Explorer Eleven's location, there are three natives approaching, whether to drive it away."
"Explorer Twenty-One can also be seen, they seem to have something to say!"
"Command Center, Explorer Twelve requests to make contact with them."
"Agreed."
"Roger!"
Explorer 12 got the go, put down the weapon in his hand, and slowly walked towards Zhang Sanfeng.
The reason for laying down arms.
On the one hand, he felt that an old man and two children did not pose a threat to him.
On the other hand, the combat assistance system did not warn.
And he was afraid that the weapons in his hands would scare them away.
"Zhang Sanfeng in Xia Wudang, I don't know who Your Excellency is?"
Zhang Sanfeng saw the other party walking towards him, and bowed.
Explorer 12 couldn't understand Chinese, just waved his hand.
Then, pointing to himself, and then to the makeshift tent.
Zhang Sanfeng looked in the direction he was pointing and immediately understood.
"Do you want to let you go down there?"
Explorer 12 was still gesturing.
Zhang Sanfeng hesitated, but still made a decision.
Go!
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Zhang Sanfeng took the hands of the two children and walked to the tent.
Seeing this, Explorer Twelve smiled and said, "The natives agreed to go to the Exchange Center.
Prepare linguists and sociologists. ”
"Exchange Center received!"
After Explorer 12 reported, he followed Zhang Sanfeng to the tent.
Inside the tent.
A dozen specialists have long been ready.
As soon as Zhang Sanfeng appeared, someone stepped forward to greet him.
The rest of the people were standing behind them, watching carefully.
They are all the top linguists, sociologists, psychologists, and body language scientists in the Chu State.
Such a luxurious lineup gathered.
Strong enough to be able to completely translate an unfamiliar language in three days.
This is proven.
But.
It's hard to get started.
The two communicated for a while, but there was still no result.
This time.
The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.
An explorer walked in with a hologram system.
Put it in the very middle.
After putting it down, he said with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty has arrived!" ”
When the experts heard this, they hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Greetings to Your Majesty!" ”
Although Zhang Sanfeng couldn't understand Chu language, he could understand it.
This iron ball-like thing has a high status!
The next second.
The hologram system opens.
Lifelike figures appear inside the tent.
Once again, the experts saluted, "See Your Majesty!" ”
"Master Tai, Master Tai, look!"
Zhang Wuji was shocked when he saw an extra person in the middle of the tent out of thin air.
Zhang Sanfeng was equally shocked.
But he knew that the person who suddenly appeared in front of him was obviously of noble status, and it was very likely that he was an emperor!
So, he was busy covering Zhang Wuji's mouth and shaking his head gently.
Zhang Wuji also knew Master Tai's intentions, so he didn't dare to make a sound.
"I am the emperor of the Great Chu Empire, a stranger, what is the matter with you?"
Fang Ming's projection looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked.
Great Chu Empire?
Outlander?
This is - Chinese!?
Zhang Sanfeng forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and replied: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Chu, Zhang Sanfeng in Xiawudang, this time I came to ask for something. ”
Fang Ming didn't reply.
Zhang Sanfeng waited quietly.
Because the signal cannot pass through the gates of the two realms, even the most advanced information transmission systems will have a delay of up to five seconds.
"Say." Fang Ming's voice was full of majesty.
Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath, lowered his head, and arched his hand: "I beg His Majesty Emperor Chu to save this poor child's life!" ”