Time goes back in time, and the gaze goes back to the usual morning meeting a few hours ago.

After Xiaobai arranged everyone's work, he said, "If everyone has no opinion, then get ready to start working." ”

Black Jack has something on his mind, and he hasn't known how to speak, and Xiaobai's words just give him a chance.

Blackjack volunteered: "Boss White, according to the latest intelligence scanned by the radar, the evil Dark Order took advantage of our lack of attention to capture several islands that we had liberated before. ”

"In view of the difficult journey and for the sake of Boss Bai's safety, I can lead the team to clear these guys alone."

Xiaobai touched his head: "Ba Shideban, there are a lot of things here that I need to deal with personally, since you have this confidence, then I wish you a great victory!" ”

Black Jack saluted in a military posture: "The last general will live up to the expectations of His Excellency the Commander!" ”

Blackjack is actually selfish, the upgrade of the virtual AI assistant has entered a four-hour countdown, and it can be restarted at only twelve o'clock at noon today.

The countdown to the reboot has begun, and the energy stock is about to bottom out. If you can't replenish enough energy within three hours, the upgrade of the host will inevitably fall short, and some unknown dangerous consequences will occur.

That's why Blackjack took the initiative to ask for help, and perhaps there was some desire to fight, but it was temporarily suppressed by the urgent need for energy in front of him.

After the meeting, Blackjack received enough supplies and materials at the warehouse to embark on a new path.

Before arriving on the invaded island, Blackjack was finally unable to suppress his thirst for destruction and destruction.

Overwhelming, devastating, Black Jack went crazy all the way to kill.

It's just that these enemies are too weak to completely satisfy the craving that Blackjack has suppressed for days.

Cleaning up the last radar-scanned dark order, the collected fluid energy has fully met Host's needs, and all the remaining energy is used to replenish the battleship's energy, and Blackjack did not return immediately.

Instead, he continued to cruise from island to island, hoping to meet one or two blind guys who were ready to invade the islands right under his nose.

After cruising for an hour, the entire reconnaissance range was almost exhausted by Blackjack, and now only the last island in the visible range had not been detected.

Blackjack's heart also calmed down in the cruise.

Close to the island, there are only a few small newly built thatched huts of the natives, and there is no sign of the Black Order.

After running all over the place, Blackjack has completely returned to his usual calm state.

It's useless to go around in circles here, so let's go home.

The battleship turned its bow and moved at full speed in the direction of the Allied detachment base.

The battleship rode the wind and waves, the sea breeze whistled through Black Jack's resolute and unyielding body, and the light flashed in his eyes, all of which showed that he was a natural warrior.

Suddenly, Blackjack, who was watching in the distance above the control room, shrank his pupils.

His gaze was like a torch, and he seemed to look through the deep sea, staring straight at a behemoth hidden beneath the surface of the sea.

The ship's radar also scanned this mysterious guy, and the color it showed was actually gray, gray meant that it was not an enemy or a friend, it represented a neutral party that the scout had never seen.

Seeing that the opponent's mark was not far ahead, the first mate, with Blackjack's consent, quickly slowed down the battleship, and finally the battleship stayed less than ten meters away from the target point.

There was nothing to see under the surface of the sea, not even a shadow, which made the first mate wonder if there was something wrong with the radar.

Blackjack didn't see anything, but he could clearly feel its presence.

It came to me specifically, and it will definitely change my fate. Blackjack had a strong premonition in his heart, and it seemed to be accompanied by a hint of soul depth... Shudder.

A sustained trilling sound came from beneath the surface of the sea, accompanied by the behemoth that had surfaced.

An orange submarine broke through the surface of the sea and squeezed the sea aside.

The submarine rushed upwards with the inertia of the buoyancy of the upper buoyancy, and a gear-shaped G-shaped logo appeared for a moment, and then sank to the surface with the downward pressure of the submarine.

Poof~ A puff of smoke came out of the front entrance and exit of the submarine, distorting the air above.

In the mist, several figures appeared on the submarine, and at the same time, there was a rapidly growing black shadow.

The figure entered the black shadow, and the black shadow slowly approached the Great Fortune.

The black shadow drove out of the mist range, and it turned out to be an inflatable lifeboat.

The lifeboat was topped by two soldiers rowing and a mysterious man with his back to him.

The lifeboat rowed next to the Great Fortune, and the mysterious man below looked up at Blackjack and shouted, "Aren't you going to let us up?" This is not the hospitality etiquette of the proud Blue Star people, maybe we can sit down and talk about business while drinking tea. ”

Blackjack was shocked, how did he know I was from Bluestar? No, no one knows who I am, who is he?

Blackjack came to the elevator with doubts, and now he could see the true colors of these people.

The outfits and appearances of the two soldiers have never been seen before, maybe special units or bodyguards or something.

The mystery man wears a khaki fleece trench coat, his head bowed, and the wide brim of his hat covers his face.

When the lifeboat landed successfully, the group walked out of it, and the leader stretched out his hand to Blackjack.

Blackjack subconsciously reached out and shook his hand.

The mystery man looked up, and Blackjack was able to see him for who he really was.

It was a man about his age, with clear eyebrows and a manly demeanor, and his expression was smiling, but Blackjack could see that he was also full of stories, because Blackjack could feel that he was the same kind of person.

"Hello! I'm a mystery merchant. You can call me Zhao Wuwei or you can call me number three, but I prefer others to call me number three. ”

Blackjack came back to his senses from his thoughts and replied templatically, "Hello Three, I'm Blackjack. ”

Three let go of his hand, lowered his head again and said to Black Jack, "Aren't you going to invite me in and sit?" Surely you have a lot of questions, right? It's not a great place to chat. ”

Blackjack nodded yes and led the group to the conference room.

The mysterious merchant sat directly in his chair, and the two soldiers did not follow up outside the door of the conference room.

Blackjack took out a bottle of clean water and two cups from the cabinet next to him, went to the conference table, added half of the water to the two cups, and put a glass in front of Three.

Blackjack himself took a glass of water and sat down directly across from the mysterious merchant.

After sitting quietly for a while, Blackjack saw that the other party didn't mean to take the initiative to speak, and couldn't help but ask: "That, number three... Sir, how do you know I'm from Blue Star? I thought that only I knew this secret in this world. ”

"There is no secret in this world to the Merchant Council. You're from Blue Star, that's what Host told me. "Three's voice is relatable, giving a sense that what he says is trustworthy.

Blackjack asked puzzled, "Host?" Isn't Host upgrading? It doesn't even respond to me, its master, how can it tell you? ”

Three answered his doubts: "It's because it's being upgraded that I know where you're from." We're all [mediators], and seeing each other's personal information is the most basic function, unless you set it to hide personal information. ”

"I see, it's the same as the rules of the Second World." With the previous question solved, Blackjack has a new question. "What does [the mediator] mean? Are you also from the Blue Star? What is the Merchant Council? Why did you find me? ”

Three answers Blackjack's questions and explains the purpose of the trip.

"A mediator is someone who has not signed a contract with Infinite, but has come into the world through other mediums. Usually the mediator can freely go back and forth between the two worlds, and when your smart assistant is upgraded, you can consume some energy to freely transfer items from the two worlds. ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm from the Blue Star or not."

"The Merchant's Council is naturally an alliance of us mediators, and since we are free to come and go in this world, we naturally do some small business as well. But our core purpose is to make this world a better place, to make it a real world! ”

After a brief pause, Three took a sip of water and continued:

"And the purpose of my trip is, of course, to invite you to join the Merchant Council. Of course, it's okay if you don't want to be in business. The Merchant Council is a free alliance, no one is going to force you to do anything, and our welfare is much better than that fake Allied headquarters. For example, I brought an invitation of 10,000 crystals to join the club this time. ”

Instead of dispelling Blackjack's doubts, Three's answer made him more suspicious.

"I need to think about it, after all, it's not a good thing to just agree to someone's request when you don't know what's really going on." Blackjack was not carried away by 10,000 crystals, and he still maintained a vigilance against this mysterious No. 3.

"That's whatever you want, anyway, 10,000 crystals are ready for you at any time, contact me when you think about it."

"Here are my contact details, as well as the devices that contact me. You just need to enter the number into the device and I can be reached. ”

It seems that the third has long known that Black Jack will not be so easy to agree to his invitation, and he has long been prepared.

"I've already brought the letter, so don't bother, goodbye." No. 3 has no intention of staying, the mission has been completed, so there is no need to waste time.

"Oh, yes. I've sent a message to your host, and it's an anti-detection base that your radar hasn't scanned. Go and knock it out, it will solve your troubles. "Three gave Blackjack a few hints that he hadn't quite figured out yet, but he'll find out in a minute.

Looking at the sinking submarine, Blackjack's head came with the familiar voice of the long-lost virtual AI assistant Host.

"Welcome home, master."