Coming out of the frozen cabin, we went to the conference room again to discuss a plan of action.

Ghost Island doesn't have any specific location, so you need to plan your orientation in advance.

The screen in the lobby was densely packed with real-time images, and all the video footage was made by the monkey hacking into the satellite, and all the satellites over the South Pacific Ocean were all called.

"What does this island look like?" The monkey asked the chicken.

The chicken shook his head, there was no news for him at all.

The monkey stood up from his chair and said impatiently, "Damn! I'm looking for it here!. ”

Looking at these videos, I was a little dazzled, it was too TMD, I closed my eyes and eased up, turned around and said to everyone: "Wait a minute, let's get the colonel's affairs done first!" ”

"Yes, I guess this guy is still waiting there! We're here to be leisurely, if he knows...... Don't know what his expression will look like? Tiger said in reverie.

"The old guy, his expression must be unshocked, but his heart must be shocked, what he wants to know most is, of course, how we came out, and what we care most about should be what we see from it and what we take out?" The dog said calmly.

The monkey's eyes lit up and he said to the dog, "It seems that you know the colonel quite well?" ”

The dog shook his head with a wry smile: "It's not that I understand, but the authorities are all doing this, and what they are most concerned about is how to improve their strength: their own strength; the strength of the faction; The strength of the country. ”

"The roots are intricate, like complex and clear, the supply of nutrients makes the canopy dense and luxuriant, occasionally withering some will make up for some, no more and no less balance among them, the shade of the tree is warm in winter and cool in summer, moisturizing flowers, birds, and cordyceps; breeds darkness and decay. Cool and dark, cold, the canopy of the breeze blows, trembling, trembling, windy, the wind sweeps through the majestic trunk of the bank alone to block the flow of strong wind, towering like a mountain, standing in it...... "The chicken looks like a monk who has attained the Tao, chattering as if he is chanting scriptures, and it makes people feel a little understandable, unfathomable.

I took out my mobile phone, I really didn't want to listen to the chicken's chatter, so I found a number and dialed it.

'Toot! Honk! Honk! Hey......'

A familiar voice rang out from the other side.

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