"Are you sure you really want to travel in such a dangerous thing?" asked Camilla in surprise.

When the family bought the rush missile, they thought more about loading a few monkeys and abusing animals in fancy ways, or using it as a punishment tool to tie their enemies to the missiles and launch them to blow up fireworks. But in any case, Camilla didn't expect Cesar to come in person?!

"It's much safer than before. In the past, rush missiles were strapped to the outside of the missile, wearing windproof glasses, and enjoying supersonic flight in a high-altitude extreme environment, which was very taxing on the body. But today's rush missiles can already stuff people into warheads, and they can automatically fall off and catapult parachutes when they arrive!" said Cesar, very pleased with Verne's new design.

"It's a pity, the range is not enough, and the accuracy is not accurate!" Elsa suddenly interjected and replied: "It is said that it is an intercontinental missile, but the range reaches the middle domain at most." Launching from Marensa to the Mid-Domain would also cause international problems. On the other hand, the accuracy of the rush missile is very poor, and it is no problem to launch you, but it is more wasteful to find a way out when it falls in the deep mountains and old forests. ”

"What should I do then, isn't it too late to make a flying machine?" asked Cesar impatiently.

"Brother, have you forgotten about the Sins?" Lilith said.

"What does this have to do with the Sins? their alien jump ships are not adapted to the Ceylon environment, and they are all anchored," Cesar shook his head.

"That's not what I'm talking about! I'm talking about the Desperate Clan's positive six hundred cells, that's something that can open the stargate! Even the stargate can be opened, and a mere spatial gate is naturally not a problem. Lilith reminded.

"That's right, Camilla, hurry up and help me contact the Sinners, let them open a portal for me, and say I'm going to the Eastern Regions. ”

After a busy day. Cesar finally paid a large sum of money and persuaded the Desperate to open a spatial door to the Eastern Regions for him.

In the primeval era, the Celestial Mountains could open portals anywhere in the inner region at will, with almost no energy consumption, but now Ceylon is completely suppressed by the veins of the world, and it is very difficult to open a spatial door. Extremely expensive.

Moreover, Cesar did not dare to open the portal under the nose of the 'Elemental Temple', which was a matter of looking for death. In Ceylon, the only ones who can open portals are the Sinners. Cesar dared to come out of it in front of everyone, making it clear that he was saying that he had taken refuge in the sinners. That's why he set the coordinates in a remote place.

After passing through the portal, he quickly rode the flying machine and rushed to Elemental City again.

......

Two and a half days later, Cesar arrived in the Eastern Regions Elemental City on time. Met Shaloman. It was a miracle to cross Middle-earth in just two and a half days, from the Western Regions to the Eastern Regions.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Sharoman left Nana behind and began to conduct one-on-one teaching of master and apprentice called 'testing martial arts', which was actually 'brutally beaten'. Camilla also got in touch with the 'Freemasonry', an organization of the head snakes in the Eastern Regions, and began to plot the preparation for the establishment of the 'Temple of Deathmeow' and the 'Bai'an Cult'. Cesar stayed in the room and listened to Milk's debriefing over the past few months.

It's about lunchtime. There was a knock at Cesar's door.

"Who could it be? Our address is pretty secret. Elsa, who was dressed in pajamas, was lazily lying under the quilt, with an unhappy look on her bewitching face. Today, Nana and Camilla are not here. She just wanted to suck Cesar dry and have a good time, but she didn't expect to be disturbed before she started.

"I'll open the door!"

Cesar got up and walked to the door, and Elsa behind him grabbed the little snail lying on the ground and gnawed on the pig's trotters, and pulled the stupid hair a few times. In an instant, he conjured a 'Royal Sister Snail', and then dragged it into the Eater's Nest and began the great cause of the lily. If you can't eat Cesar, then take a small snail instead.

......

Squeak ......

The door opened, and Cesar looked at him suspiciously. Then his face changed, and he found that the person who came turned out to be the commissioner of the 'tragic explosion of the chrysanthemum'!

"You're not dead yet?!" Cesar blurted out in surprise, and the other party's originally smiling face instantly darkened.

"What do you mean I'm not dead? Do you want me to die?" Ohm said angrily.

"But, wasn't the Southern Territory battlefield bombarded by demonic bombs?"

"That level of filth can only affect ordinary people, and it is useless for those of our ability!" Ohm said angrily.

"Oh, that's right, then I'm relieved. Cesar showed a fake expression of concern, and the angry other party couldn't help but roll his eyes. I'm all in front of you, what's there to worry about?

"You come to me, is there anything wrong? If you're in trouble, you can leave by yourself. Let's talk about the benefits later. Cesar asked again, without moving his body at all, and made the gesture of closing the door in his hand.

"Hmph, naturally you are indispensable, let me in first. Ohm looked left and right and whispered.

"If you enter, you can enter, how can you look like a drug dealer!" said Xi Sakou mercilessly.

.........

Entering the room, the two people who have a deep friendship casually reminiscence, and then get to the point.

"Here's the thing, within our salty party, there is a big plan to subvert the sweet party, because a young member is inexperienced, vented, and was known by the sweet party. Originally, it was nothing, but a certain important member of the Sweet Party who was assassinated by us had a friend who was not weak. That guy has been eyeing us lately, and has frequently sabotaged our big plans. I know you're connected to Knell's No3, and you've collaborated to assassinate the first Grand Commander. So, I want you to say that No3 made a move and did this obnoxious guy. Ohm recounted succinctly.

"Don't forget, I don't eat sweet and salty, and you asked me to help you assassinate the members of the Sweet Party, where did you put me? This is a place that traps me in disloyalty, injustice, sweetness and saltiness!"

"Pull it, I don't know what virtue you have? You're not a member of the Sweet Party at all, you just eat a little more sugar. You must know that Ceylon's sugar resources are also limited, and they are all controlled by the sweet party, and the price is quite high. Only by destroying the sweet party can you buy more sugar for less money!"

After listening to Ohm's words, Cesar suddenly fell silent. What the other party said is really reasonable! Only by destroying the sweet party can you occupy more sugar resources!

"Moreover, I asked you to take action, not against the Sweet Party. The strong man who helped his friends take revenge, he is not a sweet and salty faction, just an outsider who is involved. As the foreign aid of our salty party, you will not provoke the pursuit of the sweet party if you kill the other party. Ohm explained.

"But what about my benefits? I can't just say a few words, and I'll risk my life to protect you from disaster. (To be continued.) )

PS: Cry poor, pretend to be pitiful. Yesterday, when I saw last month's manuscript fee statistics, I burst into tears...... Last month, there were no less than 5,000 words per day, and the result was not enough to make ends meet. I've been unemployed recently, so I've been updating on time, so I'm counting on this to survive, and then it's not an egg. So if you have the financial ability, subscribe to it. Otherwise, I really have no motivation to write, and 5,000 words a day to murder brain cells is not as good as the pleasure of sending leaflets without brains, and the enthusiasm is gone......

Okay, let's talk about one more thing after asking for a subscription. Some people think that each chapter has been short lately because I plan to update it three times every one or two days. Finally, continue to cry and beg for subscriptions. If it weren't for the fact that there were still a group of genuine readers reading this book, I really wanted to be a eunuch, and it was so painful to write recently.

There is no explanatory text for the plot of the Eastern Regions, and you will die all the way, please feel free to read.