The Robot Legion evacuated very quickly, and not long after the situation in the Hawala Mountains stabilized, they withdrew from all the areas west of the Great North and South Mountain Range, leaving hundreds of millions of vast areas to the human group.

The human legion really advanced in a big way, of course, grabbing land is also necessary, several oligarchic groups carved up this newly acquired land, this is the largest piece of land obtained by the human army since the man-machine war, including the resource-rich Black Wind Ridge area.

The Zhu clan led by Zhu Liguo unceremoniously took this for himself, and did not even leave a little territory to Yan Ran's father's Golden Boots team, which made Yan Yingqi depressed for several days, what he didn't know was that Zhu Liguo had already had a falling out with his eldest brother here at this time, and he no longer needed to rely on the snort of the head of the family, and was thinking about trying to make a big splash with that share of the family business!

The Holy Light Legion of the Osmus family quickly advanced forward, occupying the vast southern region, and when they kept moving forward, they ran head-on into the position in the mountains south of the Sky Ridge guarded by Shaw Mountain, and as soon as the two families came into contact, Shaw Hill unceremoniously opened fire, which caught the Sacred Light Legion by surprise and was immediately stunned.

The Golden Boots had to join forces with the other smaller teams and join forces with the Long Dragon Group to occupy a narrow area south of the Black Wind Ridge, and finally got a small piece of the scraps in this attack.

When she learned that there was a quarrel between her uncle and her father, coupled with Zhu Liguo's domineering behavior, Yan Ran's father had almost no place to stand, her temper suddenly exploded, and when Zhu Liguo occupied Heifengling, and then advanced to the east, she was hit head-on by the flying cavalry led by Zhu Simin, and wiped out Zhu Liguo's 1 million elite troops in the outlying areas of the Hawala Mountains.

Zhu Liguo jumped like thunder, he hurriedly led a huge team of 70 million people, viciously pounced on the Chahai Lake area, wanting to get back his old face, this time Zhu Simin gave him a louder slap in the face, leading the human troops who were only arrogant to the mountains, and they were all annihilated in less than 3 rounds!

Now Zhu Liguo was completely beaten up, he no longer dared to fight the idea of marching into the Hawala Mountains, and managed his new = land in peace.

The situation was strangely stabilized, and the tide of the human legions' advance was stopped by the majestic mountain range of Hawala in the western part of the periphery.

Unlike the withdrawal of the robot army from the western part of Hawala, the robots from the eastern region poured into the Hawala Mountains like a tidal wave, and hundreds of millions of robot craftsmen, hostesses, theatrical performers, poets, merchants, bankers and even police forces have come to this mountainous area, and the Hawala Mountains are vast enough, with a mountainous area of more than one billion square kilometers enough to accommodate these swarming robots.

"Is this the rhythm of the fight?" Mordin guessed.

Ernooks, Berkeley, these robots seem to be very afraid of them, what kind of robot population is that? Mordin was very curious, he wanted to wait for his little green sword to have combat power, and then go to the place where the two sides were fighting.

"Eighty percent of the Ernooks are much more powerful than the robots of the Berkeley group, otherwise, the High Command of the Robots would not have rushed to move those people living in the plains into the Hawala Mountains so quickly. ”

"Don't the Ernoks fight the human army?" This is a piece of information that Berkeley inadvertently revealed, Mordin doesn't understand the meaning behind what he said, Berkeley is a ghost, sometimes deliberately leaks some information to you, there is always his ulterior motive, in this matter, Mordin chooses to be cautious.

Humans and robots live together in unprecedented harmony and coexist peacefully.

"Isn't it touching to see such a happy scene?" Mordin smiled slightly.

"Whether it's really peaceful coexistence or not, we won't know until the end, right?" he always felt that these robots were planning a plot, but he couldn't guess what the plot was. Just like why the big boss spirit summoning platform behind him wanted to introduce cultivators into this platform, Mordin felt that everything was like a thin veil shrouded in it, making it impossible to see the true face inside.

One thing caught Mordin's attention, and that was Mount Jilei.

The sky above Jilei Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, lightning and thunder all year round. Some of the do-gooders sneaked up to the top of the mountain, and as a result, the daring robots were split into a pile of scrap metal and returned. I heard that among the robots who climbed the Thunder Mountain, there were people at the level of golden warriors.

"Pretty good!" Mordin thought to himself.

Robots also have cultivators, and they also have their own forbidden areas.

All of this, if true, then there is ample evidence of an idea that Mordin has been speculating about lately.

In fact, the optical network is no longer the original optical network, but more like a continent of the other world, a strange continent, a continent where an electronic virtual environment exists, where there are all kinds of role players, just like the human world, there are different populations on this otherworldly road, there are disputes and massacres!

Moreover, human beings are also heavily involved in this otherworldly continent, what kind of results will appear, now he does not know.

Everything needs a strong proof of his idea, perhaps, there is still a lack of an opportunity, perhaps, the time to solve this mystery is not far away.

He had been exploring the issue of spatial nodes for a long time, but he never seemed to get to the point.

The green sword then teleported thousands of times, costing him nearly 100 million yuan in amethyst coins, but the spirit calling platform seemed to be teasing him, and in the process of spatial teleportation, he could only get the final result of copy-paste of the little sword, and he didn't know anything about the process.

However, he did not find nothing, and at the moment when the sword was copied and pasted, he observed the abnormal fluctuations of the gravitational waves in space in those two positions.

These anomalous fluctuations have some special commonalities, and he compares these wave characteristics with his pre-computed spatial nodes, and finds similarities in some parameters.

"Could it be an artificial space node created by the Soul Calling Table?" Mordin speculated.

"If this statement is true, then it also means that there can be teleportation between two space nodes, so does it also indicate some meaning of space nodes?"

All of these require him to slowly perform deductive calculations, and maybe he needs to teleport thousands of times, perhaps, I don't know that at that time of teleportation, he grabbed a certain salient feature and suddenly solved the mystery of the space node?

"Take your time, there's nothing to rush. "He is not in a hurry in his heart, just like cultivating slowly, sometimes he needs patience, and sometimes he needs an epiphany.

When Mordin decides to take everything slowly, on the other side of the world, in a secret conference room of the Osmus, a group of people are arguing.

"That Xiao Ke Mountain is too bold to dare to go against our Holy Light Legion!" screamed a fat white strong man, a lieutenant general of the Holy Light Legion, who had just suffered a big loss at Xiao Ke Mountain.

"I think so, those robots are just terrible, and I think they deliberately placed Shok Hill in front of our war zone in order to stop us from advancing the Osme family!" Rudolf Teutonic said in a similar way.

"Spike, what do you think?" asked Gusta, the butler, as he calmly looked at the emotional people in the room, and turned to a young white man who had been silent in the corner.

This man's name is Spike Bannon, a computer maniac, and a young powerful figure in the Osme family, he is the CEO of a multinational company called El Botha, this company is the world's most famous computer artificial intelligence company, one-third of the world's supercomputing is in the hands of this company, its headquarters is located in the 91-story building in the Simi Valley outside Los Angeles, in this building, there is also a mysterious supercomputer in the world, named Old Peter.

"Spike, in my opinion, just stop the robot soldier's manufacturing project, they don't keep their word, then we don't need to keep their word for them!" Rudolph Teuton seemed to know the young man well, and he secretly aimed at Gust with his eyes while taking the young man named Spike Bannon.

"This old guy is really in good spirits, he fainted once last time in the Zhongnan Valley incident, but he quickly miraculously recovered, and his spirit is even stronger!" "The most jealous thing in his heart is Gust, a thin old man, who missed in Zhongnan Valley last time, and he was almost not killed by the old man!

"With your pig-like brain, you can also help him come up with ideas!" Gust scolded: "Hurry up and prepare to go, and report to me alone on how to deal with that little guy when the time comes! If you dare to miss again, I will let you go and be with the fat Eugene!"

Rudolph shuddered! He had heard about Fat Eugene, and he could no longer call him Fatty, because his figure had become extremely slim, and he was all hungry!

"I don't think there's any need to stop, the robots are using us to make war soldiers, and we're using the robots as well. All the smart software they used on those war soldiers is in my hands, and I think we should get more than they do!"

"Hmm......" Gust nodded.

"My dear Mr. Donald, how did you choose that second base?" he asked a dark, thin middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the table.

The middle-aged man, whose full name is Donald Defoney, is the strategic director of the Rim of the Indo-Pacific region in the Osme family.

"Mr. Steward, based on our repeated investigations, there is an ideal base in the northeast of Africa to choose from. He said very cautiously.

"You mean Somalia?" Gust's eyes narrowed.

Although the kingdom of Osme in the Indian Ocean is all in its own hands, that place is a small island country after all, and its geographical location has natural flaws, and once it is attacked, it does not have the slightest strategic depth.

Therefore, he has been considering the selection of a second base, which must be done very carefully, so as to win a piece of land as their place of refuge, and at the same time not to alarm the vigilant eyes of the governments of the major powers.

"It's still anarchy, we can take a small base and use it as a springboard to slowly infiltrate the interior of Somalia and bring all the gangs under our control, and then we can be a unified and independent Somali sovereign state without being at the mercy of any major powers!" Donald further analyzed.

"Hmm...... It's great! With such a piece of land of our own, it is much easier for us to get things done!" Gust was also very satisfied with this goal.

"I'll leave this matter to you, Mr. Lucas, how are the men on Koko Island training?" he added.

"Now the salamander commandos are conducting combat training in the Chagos Archipelago in the Indian Ocean, and it is estimated that in another month, they will be able to form a complete combat system, which can come in handy. Lucas reported carefully.

"Okay, in a month, we'll march to Somalia!"