Chapter 21: Each Shows His Powers (1).
Hu Dahai was anxious: "Mr. Luo." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Luo Mingtang interrupted Hu Dahai's words, pointed to a passage in the front section of the three-dimensional map, and said: "After entering the passage for a minute, these six ordinary people and four superpowers suddenly went berserk and attacked each other, killing 6 and injuring 2, and two superpowers suffered a strong concussion in their brains and were in a severe coma. Eight mechanical warriors lost contact after passing through the passage. Do you know how much I have to pay for it? ”
Hu Dahai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, of course he didn't know how much Luo Mingtang needed to pay, but he knew the situation of this passage, but he didn't think that those spirit bodies could cause much damage. Such a result, Hu Dahai has never arrived.
Hu Dahai shook his head a little weakly.
Luo Mingtang walked in front of him and smiled slightly: "I want to know now, how did you get over." ”
Hu Dahai shuddered, "It's just some spiritual electromagnetic waves that can interfere with the consciousness of the brain." As long as you don't pay attention to it, it won't cause any harm. ”
Luo Mingtang said like a wronged husband and mother-in-law: "Listen, it's just some spiritual electromagnetic waves that interfere with the consciousness of the brain, I look like a fool, don't I, Mr. Miyamoto." ”
Miyamoto Lobsang said rightly: "I think this loss should be counted on this Mr. Hu's bill." ”
"That's a great idea." Luo Mingtang smiled even more happily: "Take this unlucky guy, and the weapon that can solve the problem, and give it to me immediately." ”
Carrying the black pot, Hu Dahai doesn't care, there is a dean's godfather behind him, but the crisis of his companions must be solved first: "Mr. Luo, I only have one back, and our work over there is not going well." ”
"You go out and prepare first" Luo Mingtang sent Miyamoto away, turned around and asked, "What's the situation?" ”
"We met the shamans and were captured by them." Hu Dahai hoped that he would try to explain things as briefly as possible, "The witches are also looking for things in the ancient pavilion, and James has reached an agreement with them to send me back to ask you for instructions. ”
"There's no one who can be relieved." Luo Mingtang gritted his teeth, "That white man, I've talked about it myself." So what do I need to do? ”
"The Witch Festival wants to talk to you personally," Hu Dahai was a little nervous, and the inscrutable guy in front of him said, "I just need you to unplug Mr. James's VR." ”
"Sounds like no brain." Luo Mingtang sat on the chair and crossed Erlang's legs.
James quickly responded to the communication signal he had unplugged, and the guy was soaking in the hot springs and drinking the good witch tea from the witches.
"You say they're prisoners?" Luo Mingtang's face turned black on the spot, and two green tendons were on his forehead.
"Please don't blame him, Director Luo, he's right, it's just that the witches are too hospitable." In the real virtual image, James looks very enjoyable.
Hu Dahai had the urge to cry, it had been almost a day, and he hadn't eaten a grain of rice.
"That's your fault," Luo Mingtang said viciously.
James continued, "The Witches have a very magical power in their possession, and they breed bugs, and the use of these terrible bugs allows the Witches to gain abilities that rival those of the Superpowers.
Luo Mingtang propped his chin and had an incomprehensible expression: "What are the conditions." ”
James didn't answer, turned on the VR multiplayer connection, and the Silver Leaf Priest appeared in the dialogue: "Your people reacted quickly. The Thunder Forest is the territory of the witches, and I want the ownership of the Ancient Pavilion. ”
"I don't even know a single one of the ancient texts, and the ancient pavilion will only be a waste for you to fall into your hands."
"Sharing, harmony is humanity's commitment to the galaxy. We need the organisms in the Ancient Pavilion dormant vault to do research. ”
Luo Mingtang was a little surprised, the natives who hadn't even learned how to use electric lights actually knew that UnionPay (the United Council of the Galaxy, a planetary cooperation organization dominated by humans, in principle, any civilized planet joins on a voluntary basis. The slogan: "We need it too." ”
"All you want is the technology left by the Pangu people. I can give you guys enough time to get it. ”
"Three days, she only gave us three days." James chimed in.
"Kind of interesting, if I don't agree."
Silver Leaf's face was cold: "The earth is yours." Aurora is ours. We witches don't want to go to war. But if it is to live, we have no choice but to fight to the death.
Luo Mingtang touched his nose and closed his eyes slightly, this woman's words made him extremely unhappy, but he would not show it on his face, it takes time and opportunity to solve troubles, and it is not a good idea to expose his thoughts too early. Luo Mingtang thought for a moment and said, "Three days is too short, and we have some troubles. ”
"Three days is enough, I can help you with all your problems. Let you get what you want. ”
Yinye's confident tone made Luo Mingtang very vigilant, why is this woman so confident? Or the message I received was not accurate enough. The accident that had just happened was enough for him to put away his contempt.
James poked his head out, and in his situation, he preferred to make this whole work: "Director, the power technology they have will surprise you." Moreover, they are willing to share this power with us, and I believe that Shangfeng will be very interested in this kind of power system. However, deeper cooperation is needed. ”
"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up." Luo Mingtang responded very happily, he really wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in this woman's gourd?
"No, Mr. Laulo, I have ready-made flying machines and pilots here." Silver Leaf smiled awe-inspiringly.
Luo Mingtang's face is not very good-looking, his subordinates are littered, and his face really has no place to rest.
"Go and call the Mr. Booth, we're going to greet you." Mr. Face's nickname is always a serious Miyamoto.
The subordinates know too well the spirit of this supervisor, when he always puts other people's nicknames on his lips, don't provoke him, but our Mr. Hu has no such consciousness at all.
"Mr. Luo, I want to go to the witch tribe again, and our team members still need to be there."
"If you feel like you're redundant, I don't mind letting you go down there right now." Luo Mingtang pointed to a row of corpses, and his tone was stiff, "If you still want to appear in front of me next time, go to Mr. Face Stall, he will tell you what you need to do." ”
"Alright, Mr. Gong." Hu Dahai felt that he had suffered a lot in the command center, and he should come back, and staying with Murong and the team members was what he should do.
Obviously, Mu Rong was doing quite well in the witches' temporary tent. Silver Leaf gave them the best treatment as prisoners. In addition to not being able to go outside the tent, they were free to move around and enjoy the same quality of life as the high priests. Even, there was not even a person to monitor them, which made James angry. Because, he couldn't find any excuse for needing to break from prison. With such an honest treatment, in his opinion, any foot stepping out of the sorcerer's tent is the greatest insult to his personality.
It's the power of personality.