Maybe it's a few blinks of an eye, maybe it's a few breaths, or maybe a few minutes have passed, and at this moment Isha has completely lost her concept of time, and her vertigo seriously affects many of her perceptions. When I wanted to stand up, I realized that I could sit up and it was a momentary manifestation of willpower, and there was no such power after that.

Her dry eyes seemed to be pouring dry sand into them all the time, and the dizziness turned into pain, and Isha could only close her eyes and try to adjust her breathing. When the fingers regain sensation, the arms follow, followed by the body, and finally this recovery spreads throughout the body. When I was able to take a deep breath, the labor pain in my head had almost disappeared, and the residual pain no longer affected my perception and body functions.

When I opened my eyes again, the cold light was brighter than before. Isha tried to stand up, only to realize that regaining consciousness was only the first step, and it would take a few minutes to regain her strength. Now I feel like I have opened my eyes and entered a semi-sleep state, and my body is still in sleep and rest under the action of various hormones.

Soon, though, Isha noticed that her head could turn slightly. She slowly looked at the light source beside her, only to realize that it was still dark at the moment, and the glowing object was artificial glowstone, the kind that could emit a good light when you squeezed it hard.

"Nightjar, Owl 、、、" Artificial fluorite, lying quietly nightjar and owl, breathing very steady, not in danger of life. It was about the same as himself, and he should have woken up soon enough to keep turning his head before he saw the ground covered with dead leaves and the occasional few exposed rocks lacking in dirt.

"I'm still in the mountains. As her eyes continued to look around, Isha found herself enveloped in a thin black shroud. It was a huge camping tent-like thing, tall and spacious, insulating the air flow from the outside and completely imprisoning the light of the artificial fluorite in this small space.

However, except for the nighthawk and the owl, everyone else is gone. Isha didn't think any further, as she could already see others resting by the trees. Wearing a uniform field combat uniform with mimicry function. The weapons were all in her arms, and from her breathing, Isha knew that they were all in a half-asleep state, and she could feel her waking up and looking at her.

But none of these people cared about any of this, and none of them had the idea of opening their eyes to see the situation and explain something.

"Is it the enemy, or is it your own team?" Isha couldn't judge for a moment, she felt like she didn't belong here, and there was no value in arousing the other party's interest at all. Continuing to take a few deep breaths, when Isha wanted to stand up, the nighthawk and the owl beside her made subtle movements one after another, followed by a complete replica of Isha just now, and by the time the two of them were fully awake, it was already three minutes later. At that time, although Isha had not fully regained her strength, she could do it while sitting and moving her body and turning around. It's just that she couldn't understand why the surgeon's vaunted ability to recover was useless at this moment.

When her perception was able to disperse, Isha realized that this camping tent-like thing was not only where she was, but there were no less than a dozen other places around. She didn't engage in a verbal conversation with Nighthawk, but only exchanged a little bit of information through her eyes. With some difficulty, the three of them turned around and looked at the few people behind them who had not yet entered the rest.

Just from their temperament or from their clothing, they determined that the few people in front of them were the captains of this team and so on.

"Sir, should we thank you?" the three made eye contact, and the owl finally asked. But all three of them were hopeful, because they had just checked themselves and their surroundings, and all their weapons and communicators had been searched.

"No, because all but the three of you have now become food for the microbes, waiting to be corrupted. Wen Run's magnetic voice, the man in front of him was full of an incomprehensible sense of danger to the three of them, not because of pure strength, this kind of person who spoke with a smile would not be the kind of person they would be easy to deal with.

"About three hours, is it qualified? ”

"The horizon is four hours, young master. Lyle next to him spoke, and the man who sat with him on a rock nodded, as if pleased with the result, "It seems that my observation is indeed good, you three are the most valuable people, in that team." ”

With a flick of his hand, Lyle let out a sharp sound from his throat smoothly. Nighthawks were pondering what this was when they sensed something stabbing them in the back.

"Antidotes and a soothing stimulant can help you recover faster, rest assured, and there will be no side effects. You're going to have to come with us on your way. "But you asked if you should thank me." On second thought, you do have reasons to thank me. Now protect you, this mountain range is not very suitable for you to live. ”

"Sir, I don't think we have what you want here. The owl interjected, "We'd be sorry if you wanted to know about the other teams. Because each team acts alone, and the communication link is completely unilateral, we do not have the permission or ability to connect to the communication machine. ”

"I know. He replied, his voice still slow, and it was never easy to judge and analyze anything from it. At this time, he picked up a small communicator and shook it, "I found three, probably more than two hours ago, and a professional communicator here has explained all of it to me." Of course, they're on their way to cracking now, and I don't think it won't be long before I can get in touch with him. At this time, he smiled and couldn't hide his joy.

"I don't really need the information from your mouth, I just need the three of you to follow the team. Your greatest value is yourself, and perhaps you have not yet discovered it, but it will not be long before you will know the meaning of this statement. He continued, looking at the time, there were still ten minutes before two o'clock in the morning, "There is still enough time, we can talk about a lot of topics." ”

Seeing that the other party remained silent, he could only pick up the conversation by himself, as if talking to himself: "By the way, this is the area supervised by Mousse, I don't know if this gentleman and the two ladies have seen him in person? The other party was still silent.

Shocked didn't care at all, he looked at Isha and asked politely, "I don't know what to call you, this young lady." ”

The unanswerable sigh of horror: "You can call me shocked." In fact, judging from the intertwined relationships in this belted mountain range, we are people on the same side. The three of you come from a small group of nations, part of a large organization in a small country, and are here to protect and cover Mr. Kasia's safe access to the Empire. On the Imperial side, there are also people who receive Mr. Kasia, and Miss Jetlin and the Chiraandi family are the two main parties. And I'm helping Miss Jetlyn with things. ”

"Mr. Hack, forgive me for interrupting you. This is not the reception of the same camp. ”

"Because I have other things to do while helping Miss Jetrin, and these things need Mr. Kasia's help, so I have to do these things. I apologize to you. "It is necessary to remind you here, as long as you follow the orders, I can guarantee your safety and send you out of here safely in the near future." ”

"Mr. Xiao, I've been wondering, are you thinking about something wrong?"

"'We don't know about Mr. Kasia?'" he asked rhetorically, "It's better to say, 'We're just an ordinary team, we have nothing to do with Mr. Kasia, and we just entered the mountains from here as ordered'?"

"We don't really know about Kasia, and as you say, we just entered the mountains as ordered. The owl replied with a stiff head, looking serious. It's just that Nighthawk and Isha on the side have a lot of doubts in their eyes.

"Ah、、、 so let's go," said Horror, as if he had lost the battle, "let's talk about the one in your team who is not there at the moment, and I don't know what you usually call him, Mr. Tusos, or 、、、 some other name?"