Liu Lei's headache is far from over, the incongruous voices in the magic laboratory have not subsided, the examination for the selection of designers over there has begun, and everything is not going well, or rather, it makes Liu Lei very annoyed - because there is no one who does not meet Liu Lei's requirements. Two months did not resolve the conflict between Yi Qingping and Assidolph. Although Yi Qingping's evaluation of Assidolph is narrow, it highlights Assidolph's point of view, which he thinks so most of the time. On the other hand, Asidolph's evaluation of Yi Qingping, although mean, also has a certain basis. Both of them have problems, but neither of them pushes in. Asidolph is obviously not the kind of person who gets the certification just to climb up, otherwise he should have backed down a long time ago after he saw that Yi Qingping had an ambiguous relationship with the boss, but Asidolph didn't. He insisted on his principle, although this "principle" was not quite correct. And Yi Qingping is even more stubborn and rare, Liu Lei has never seen such a stubborn girl, since that day's "firefight" was suppressed by Liu Lei, she even felt that breathing the air in a house with people like Assidolph is also a very angry thing! Liu Lei once called a meeting of all their R&D personnel to learn about their progress, Yi Qingping used magic for a whole hour - even if it was using "whale breath magic" , not breathing for a long time is really unbearable, so after Yi Qingping finished the report, she fell into her seat.

Although Assidolph is very disdainful of people like Yi Qingping, he still admires her will - but this is not very good to say: stubborn and old-fashioned like an owl. Liu Lei tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand, what does stubbornness and old-fashioned have to do with owls? Assidolph couldn't explain the problem, but anyway, owls are not good birds in the magical world of Demonton, and Assidolph usually compares them to owls to people he doesn't like. For example, his most hated teacher, the teacher of the principles of magic course at the junior high school of magic, was likened by him to "a cruel, lustful, lazy, greedy one-eyed owl".

The education system in the wizarding world of Delmonton generally begins in kindergarten, where the initiation education is completed, where the kindergarten teachers show them all kinds of harmless but interesting magic, and cultivate their interest in magic from an early age. After five years, at the age of thirteen, if they pass the grades, they can enter the junior high school of magic, where they will learn more advanced magic knowledge and can also learn advanced magic for the first time. After four years, if you pass the grades, and if you are willing, plus your family's financial situation is good, and you pay a considerable amount of tuition, you can enter the High School of Magic and learn advanced magic. Basically, the principles of magic are no longer taught in the High School of Magic, the basic principles have been mastered by the students, and now the need to learn more advanced magic and practice and eventually master it proficiently. After three years of high school of magic, most people come to open a school, end their college education, and start working in society - or rather, fighting for the happiness of the people of the world of Delmonton: the people of the magical world of Delmonton, of course, and themselves, struggle primarily for their own well-being.

Since kindergarten, Assidolph has been an owl in the eyes of the teacher, and he first knew that the owl was unlucky, and it was used to describe people he didn't like, and it was also from the mouths of the kindergarten teachers - of course, the owl in the teachers' mouths was described by him.

Liu Lei knew that "owl" was a bad nickname, which of course was understood from the mouth of Assidorf. However, Liu Lei has no one worthy of his description for the time being. But at this time, he remembered the era of Quan Yuan, or Quan Er, that guy was an owl, or an owl on crutches. Liu Lei suddenly remembered, it's been almost two months, and I don't know what happened to the battle between the Roa Empire and the Viking Empire, and what is the current situation of the source of power who was praised as a hero.

In fact, as long as he watched the TV carefully, he would find that in the past two days, the TV station of the Luo Ya Empire has been constantly broadcasting news about Quan Yuan, inspecting here today, **** there tomorrow, and meeting with a certain dignitary the day after tomorrow - what is there to meet with him? Quan Yuan has been a high-level thug until now, except for a little cleverness and cunning, and this is still with the help of Liu Lei's manipulator, he has barely risen to the level of "advanced". So what else did they meet when they had nothing to meet? They did not meet, all this is fake news, there is no image material, it is all text news, and the purpose is only one, that is, to create a false impression, so that the Vikings think that the source of power is still in Loya.

This kind of low-level espionage method, if you let Liu Lei, a person from the 21st century earth where spy warfare is flying all over the sky, you can see the problem at a glance, but it is really useful for Vikings who have just come into contact with television in the magical world of Delmonton, oh no, it should be "Combacca", just when the Viking spies were complacent and thought that they had found evidence that the assassin Quan Yuan was still in the territory of the Roa Empire, the real Quan Yuan had been lurking in the Vikings' camp for more than a month.

At the beginning, General Morton gave him a deadline of three days, but in the first three days of Quan Yuan's arrival, he didn't even find the location of the Elephant Eagle's camp! This is the top secret of the Vikings, so naturally it is very secretive. Kwon Yuan began to miss the black dragon that breathed fire, if she was a little more dangerous, but those flat-haired animals of the Vikings would definitely not dare to come out, and he would not have to come here so hard to do this kind of thing. Although he is an assassin, he also does something and does not do anything, and the act of drugging is really insulting to the name of my Quanyuan gold medal assassin - when Liu Lei was having a headache and those designers who applied for the job were all solidified in their minds and their inspiration was dry, poor Quan Yuan was lying in the ice and snow outside the city of Zhizhal and thinking boredly.

General Morton couldn't wait, because the Viking soldiers were obviously more accustomed to the bitter cold, and the Viking soldiers from the cold continent drank warm charcoal soju and sang northern folk songs loudly, and their morale was high! The Viking troops were limited to a small amount of charcoal shochu from the north every day every winter, which had no taste and was very cheap, but it was just a little bit: Fierce! It was very suitable to warm up in winter. Although there will be some drunken troubles among soldiers after a while, the overall effect is good.

Kwon Won was lying on his stomach in the snow, his whole body covered in snow, and only two small holes were exposed in the part of his eyes. This is the open space behind the thatched hut at the back of the Elephant Eagle Barracks. In general, few people come because it stinks so much. In addition to human feces, this is also a place where the dung of the eagle is piled up, and the pulled out by these flat-haired animals is really very smelly, although it has been processed by the Vikings, but it still smells terrible - it is by this dung that Quan Yuan found the barracks of these elephant eagles that look no different from ordinary military camps. Found is found, but the source of power is really difficult, those eagle knights have good skills, two shifts a day, take turns guarding the camp tent, there are ten elephant eagles living in a camp tent, if you want to go in quietly, it's really not easy to do. Quan Yuan didn't actually have to go in, he just sprinkled poison into their food, but he didn't know in which camp the eagle's food was stored. After observing for a month, he felt that the third battalion commander on the left was the most suspicious. Kwon didn't know how the Vikings had a way to hide the large shipments of food, but they had no way to hide the export of excrement - the camp had the least amount of excrement that came out every day. Quan Yuan estimated that it was all food, and there were only a few people and no elephant eagles. But it was precisely because of this that the guards there were even tighter, and Liu Lei could almost feel that every five steps behind the huge tent there was a person's breath and heat.

However, the most painful thing is that for the sake of these flat-haired animals on which they depend, people have not hesitated to use a lot of manpower and material resources to lay dense magic traps around them. Those invisible magic rays, as soon as they are touched, will immediately roast an iron rhinoceros into a whole cow! Kwon Yuan didn't know it at first, but fortunately, at this time, an owl with no long eyes helped him test it—it seems that Assidolph's prejudice against owls should be changed.

Kwon Yuan has a solution now, but General Morton will probably have to wait for a while. His old-fashioned method was to dig a tunnel directly under the barracks and then find a way to get in. The source is calculated, as long as the place where the grain is stored is dug and the ground is broken - of course, it is only a small hole - it will not be discovered at all. But he didn't know if the Vikings were so perverted that even the ground was already covered with magic rays. There was no animal that would help him, and even a rat was too small to be of any value relative to the source.

But now he has no choice, there is only this way in front of him, although for so long, he has not contacted General Morton, and General Morton has no way to urge him, but he knows that the old general must not be able to wait. Although the winter in Zhizar City does not freeze people's noses and toes like the winter in the cold continent, it can also make soldiers stiff all over, and their hands and feet are frostbitten and they cannot take up arms to fight. There was not much time left for him.

The place where Quan Yuan was located was just a shallow pit, just enough for him to lie down. In fact, he could have made it more comfortable and dug a big pit and put planks on it, but there was a better chance of being found that way. Kwon Won was going to dig down now, so he had to dig a little bigger hole in his shelter and camouflage it on it. This is only more than 30 meters away from the camp tent, Quan Yuan believes that with his own ability, coupled with Liu Lei's invincible manipulator, he can dig under the camp tent in just one night, if everything goes well, it is really unaware!

If Liu Lei knew that the manipulator he had worked so hard to build was a shovel for digging tunnels, I don't know if he would blow his beard angrily and stare at him? Quan Yuan thought about it and thought it was funny, and couldn't help grinning, his teeth were as white as the snow on his body.

Liu Lei's answer was: "Definitely!" Liu Lei, who was thousands of miles away, was talking to Siegel about designers. The recruitment exam has been completed, the process of the exam is similar to the last time, but the results are very different, the design here is very disappointing to Liu Lei, in fact, this can be reflected from his partner, Gu Os's company, those architectural designers will only draw drawings according to the design of their ancestors, as long as they can make a little change in the details, then they think this is a very creative work!

Liu Lei's final idea is: we train designers ourselves. Siegel was a little worried, he took two puffs of his big pipe and asked him, "Isn't it too difficult and troublesome to cultivate by yourself?" Liu Ti said angrily: "Of course it will! But what can I do now, can't I design it myself?" The biggest problem they are facing now is where to find good talents, potential talents to cultivate, those people in the academy are undoubtedly not a good choice, they have been taught to only follow the gourd, after a person's spirituality disappears, they can never be found back.

Liu Lei was worried, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and Siegel said good-naturedly: "Okay, okay, don't be so angry, this world is like this, the rigor and old-fashioned of magicians bring similar education to this world, even the education of samurai is inevitably affected." As you can see, compared to your previous world, the richness and colorfulness are much worse, but the simplicity and simplicity still have an advantage. "Quaint and honest?" Liu Lei remembered Quan Er's slippery boy, who was still simple and honest!

The former slippery still retains a trace of cunning power, and he has dug a general tunnel, he is all tightened, this is a martial art taught to him by Dongyue Qing, the body can be minimized, and it can also be bent at any angle - he used to think it was useless, but now that he is an assassin, this kung fu is too useful. The source of power is one hand in front and one hand in the back, the front hand digs, and the back hand transports. Every once he dug for a while, when enough soil had piled up and the hole was no longer in the hole, he would sneak out at night and dump all the dirt into the dung heap - the color was about the same, and it stinked so much that no one would take a serious look at it.

Kwon's plan was going well, and he was already under the mysterious tent by the time it was almost dawn. He was also lucky, there were no hellish magic rays here, and the Vikings must have a secret in one hundred secrets, and Quan Yuan was lucky. He cautiously stretched out his mechanical hand, and a long, sharp thorn poked out of his index finger, piercing the last layer of soil - Quan Yuan could feel the mountain of food piled up on it, and he held it up underneath, so heavy! Quan Yuan supported this point of soil with planks and logs so that it would not suddenly sink. In the barracks, because the tents have to be built, these raw materials are easy to find.

The smell of salted meat came, and Quan Yuan's stomach felt uncomfortable, he hadn't eaten properly for a long time, and if it weren't for the power of the divine beast attached to his body, he would have starved to death. Although Quan Yuan felt uncomfortable in his stomach, he was overjoyed in his heart: obviously this was the place he was looking for! He carefully took out the poison, and under the urging of his energy, these venoms silently penetrated into every part of the salted meat, Quan Yuan was already sweating after doing this, he was not a god after all, such a long time of hunger, coupled with such a hard work at night, he was about to be unable to support it. But now is not the time to rest, crawl out of the tunnel, take advantage of the pre-dawn darkness, quickly fill in the soil that has been transported out, of course, it will inevitably be stained with foul-smelling feces, but there is not much to care about. By the time the last handful of soil was filled, Kwon Yuan was on the verge of collapse on the ground.

It was undoubtedly a bad choice to sneak out of the Viking barracks during the day, so he had to wait another day, and when it was night, the source of power, who had been waiting for a long time, flew straight into the sky like a caged bird, and broke away from the Viking barracks where the rat snake had been traveling for nearly two months!

Back in the barracks of the Luoya Empire, Quan Yuan, who had not bathed, changed his clothes, washed his face, or brushed his teeth for two months, plus crawling by the dung heap all day, was already smelly, and the first thing he said to General Morton: "Success!" A strong bad breath came to his face, but General Morton was ecstatic and forgot to hug Quan Yuan!

Time waits for no one, and in a few days it will be the coldest "ice" moment of the winter in Roya, when the soldiers can only sit around the campfire to keep warm, and can do nothing - wearing thick cotton clothes, it is a little inconvenient to move, how can they fight? General Morton quietly arranged everything, the more critical the moment, the more calm and calm, and resolutely not let the Vikings notice. The various troops moved silently, and it looked like a normal change of guard in normal times. The soldiers, dressed in thick cotton clothes, staggered through the wind and snow, without the slightest hint of joy about imminent victory. On the Vikings' side, bad news came, and the Elephant Eagle troops began to become constipated. The pain that could not be pulled out made these air overlords who had not yet completely shed their wild nature be grumpy, and several Elephant Eagle Riders had already been injured under the powerful wings of their former close comrades. Victory is at hand, and Kwon Won will once again be a hero. But is history really so predictable? The Roa seemed to be finally about to usher in a long-awaited victory, and General Morton could not help but fantasize about the grand celebration of victory.