"Conch?! Another conch?!"

Hearing the serious and dignified words of the black-robed old woman, Meng Lei suddenly breathed a little, and his heart couldn't help but stop beating.

According to the medical staff he met in the ward before, among the hallucinations that have encountered mental pollution in the entire city of Modo, strange whirlpools similar to conch-shaped have frequently appeared.

This is the only clue so far that officials believe will help to find the source of the pollution.

Through the communication with Roger, Meng Lei also had some suspicions that the iconic conch-shaped vortex was likely to be the so-called "key" to open the core area of the large ruins.

"The conch is not only the source of the frequent hallucinations in Modo City, but it may also be some kind of key.

In addition, it is also an opportunity to save Enron.

If that's ......."

Combining the various clues that were currently known in his mind, Meng Lei's eyes flashed, his brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly had a terrifying guess.

"Could it be that Enron strayed into some large ruin, and needs a 'key, open the core area, to be rescued?'

Meng Lei clearly remembered that when he contacted Roger in the morning, the other party had revealed an important information.

With the large-scale explosion of space tides, many undiscovered alien ruins have been unearthed in major waterways.

And the 66671 channel where they are located also has large ruins that have not been explored before, and they are also quite tricky spiritual pollution ruins with the same "key" attribute as Modo City.

Combined with this clue, it is easy to draw a rough judgment.

An Ran, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Underworld Fleet, who was heading into the depths of the channel for the first time, strayed into the spiritual pollution ruins on the way back.

"Damn, that's a bit tricky!"

Meng Lei felt a burst of melancholy in his heart, extremely entangled.

He didn't plan to wade into the troubled waters of Modo City, he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible after finding his guide, and arrive in the Barona colony to complete the transaction at hand.

It's good now, I learned that the opportunity to save Enron was actually related to the strange hallucinations of Modo City.

This made it difficult for him to ride a tiger, and he couldn't stand by and watch at all.

If he left regardless of it, and eventually led to An Ran's death, then this incident would undoubtedly become a shadow and regret that would haunt him for a long time.

After all, Meng Lei is not a cold-blooded person.

Although I haven't known Enron for a long time, there is no deep intersection between the two sides, and at most it can only be called a cooperative relationship.

However, the fiery red pomegranate flower potted plant once made him feel the warmth he had not felt for a long time.

Putting aside the goals and positions of both parties, An Ran, a beautiful commander who often regards herself as a big sister, still left a deep and good impression on Meng Lei.

Under the control of such emotional feelings, even if you know that the process of achieving the goal of this matter is difficult and very tricky.

If you're not careful, you're likely to get caught up in it.

But Meng Lei still had a hard time convincing himself that he would not be saved.

"Forget it, since it happened, it's also fate, if I have the opportunity, I can help or help, maybe one day in the future, this decision can bring me great help!" ….

After a little hesitation, Meng Lei no longer hesitated, and made a decision in his heart.

"Thank you for informing us, thank you very much!"

Meng Lei got up and saluted the black-robed old woman seriously.

This divination has a profound impact on the future, and if there is no reminder and interpretation from the other party, he may miss something very important.

In addition, for him to have a deeper understanding of the alien worldview, the old woman also provided great help.

It is reasonable and reasonable, it is worthy of Meng Lei's salute.

"I don't know what your name is, how to call it?"

Meng Lei asked instead, hoping to learn more about the mysterious soothsayer.

"My name is Yindis, an outsider, no need to be polite."

The black-robed old woman's eyes narrowed slightly, with a mysterious smile on her face, and said meaningfully:

"Someday in the future, maybe we will meet again, and when the time comes, maybe I will need your help, and I hope you will make the same decision as you did today."

Meng Lei nodded heavily and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

"Okay, that's all for today's divination, the future I have interpreted has already told you, follow the guidance of your heart and do what you think is right."

After a pause, the old woman added:

"Remember, the direction of the future is not predetermined, the results of divination are not static, and everything is full of uncertainties.

Every choice and decision you make will affect the outcome of the future.

The so-called future is in your own hands......

Hearing this, Meng Lei nodded thoughtfully, took this sentence to heart, and then bowed politely to Yin Dis and hugged his fists:

"Farewell!"

With that, he turned and pulled back the heavy black curtain and walked out of the private room.

The next moment, the chaotic and noisy music and the pungent smell of smoked ether hit his face, and he seemed to return to reality from another space in an instant.

The atmosphere of the bar is full of fireworks in the market.

Meng Lei only felt that he had the illusion of suddenly waking up from a big dream, as if everything he had just experienced was just a dream, not real.

"Commander, is it over?"

At this time, seeing that the curtain of the elegant seat was lifted, Meng Lei walked out of it with a melancholy expression.

Huo Ye, who had been guarding the door, hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

In just five words, each one seems to be fine when taken out individually, and there is nothing wrong with connecting them.

can look around at the unsightly *** scenes in the elegant seats, this sentence is used here, it always sounds a little weird, as if something is wrong.

However, Meng Lei was not in the mood to pay too much attention to it.

The matter of saving Enron was like a mountain pressing on his heart, making him feel that the burden on his shoulders was invisible and heavy.

Now Enron's situation is very bad, he must race against time to find the "key" in Modo City as soon as possible.

The slightest delay may lead to irreversible consequences.

Time is of the essence.

"Well, is there any news from Jia Quan's side? Did you find a guide to lead the way?"

nodded slightly, in response to Huo Ye's concern.

Immediately, Meng Lei looked at Huo Ye again, wondering if Jia Quan had completed his mission during the time of divination. ….

"We've been guarding outside the private seat just now, and we haven't had time to get in touch with Jia Quan, so we don't know what the situation is on his side yet."

Huo Ye shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly.

Then, he looked at Meng Lei with curiosity on his face, and asked tentatively:

"Commander, what did the soothsayer just tell you? What is the result of the divination, and is it accurate?"

For the mysterious divination, as Huo Ye, who lives in the age of science and technology, shows a strong curiosity and interest.

This kind of occult stuff is not uncommon in the Blue Star society, but most of them are tricks used by professional scammers to make money.

And just now, Yin Dis revealed the identity of their group of traversers, obviously with real skills, completely different from those liars.

Therefore, including Huo Ye, several members of the Blue Star who accompanied him also showed strong curiosity and focused their eyes on Meng Lei's body.

However, Meng Lei had no intention of explaining at the moment, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's not talk about this for now, go find Jia Quan, and then contact Zhang Chao and them, and wait for everyone to gather them."

Hearing this, everyone could only suppress their curiosity in their hearts, and according to Meng Lei's explanation, they began to look for Jia Quan's traces in the hall on the first floor of the bar.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, nearly eight o'clock.

The crowded Soho bars have not waned in popularity due to lockdowns and hallucinatory events.

On the contrary, due to the lockdown of the city, many bounty hunters and pirates who were supposed to leave had to be stranded in the city.

With nothing to do, the bar has undoubtedly become the best place for this type of person to spend time.

As a result, business at Soho Bars is even more buzzing than usual, with swaying figures everywhere you look, and the halls are crowded.

It is undoubtedly quite difficult to find Jia Quan, who is asking for news in this environment.

Several people shuttled through the crowded crowd, constantly looking for Jia Quan's figure on tiptoe, and there was no harvest for a long time.

During this period, Meng Lei took out the tablet from his arms and sent messages to Chen Yu and Luo Jie respectively, asking about the latest alien ruins unearthed in the 66671 channel.

Also, by the way, ask about the situation of the Northern Underworld Fleet and Enron to verify your conjecture.

When the message is sent, keep your eyes on the screen and wait for a reply.

Meng Lei suddenly found that a line of twisted and shaking golden words gradually appeared in front of him.

(Handheld tablet: an ordinary communication tool, a common item in alien society, not of much value, of course, compared to other cheaper communication tools, the performance of this tablet is not bad, at least in the area where the network signal is stable, there is no jamming.) ）

"What's going on?! Goldfinger pumped?"

Meng Lei's heart jumped, and he suddenly stood on the spot, feeling very incredible.

Prior to this, Goldfinger would not give any hints to ordinary items that did not have any value many times.

The tablet in Meng Lei's hand has been in his hands for a long time, and he spent thousands of marks on the latest model purchased from the electronics hypermarket just two days before he arrived in Sil City. ….

It has always been an important tool for Meng Lei to understand current affairs and news, as well as communicate with his family.

However, Goldfinger has never had any hints about this handheld tablet before, not even the slightest word.

Normally, Goldfinger will only give hints to those beings of special value, including items and creatures, as well as anomalies on the sonar display.

For everything else, be silent.

But now, there has been such a magical change, which can't help but make Meng Lei very curious.

He vaguely realized that the reason for this change was most likely related to the mysterious light cluster he had just encountered at the edge of the hyperspace realm.

In his dreams before, he had dreamed of that mysterious white light more than once.

And after Sir Cheng dreamed of that white light for the last time, and then woke up, he had an additional spiritual understanding of everything around him.

This spiritual feeling is indescribable, and it is difficult to describe it in words and words.

But it is real, and it is another spiritual experience of the world that transcends the ordinary senses.

At the time, he wasn't sure if this was caused by the white light in the dream, or what the effect of the change would ultimately be.

He just had a feeling that this change, once stabilized, or when he had a deeper understanding, might bring him new surprises.

Unfortunately, since he left Sil City, he had never dreamed of that strange white light cluster again.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @

In the midst of this, the light of the surrounding environment was too dim, and he did not notice the change of the golden finger, nor did he carefully experience the spiritual understanding.

When he stumbled upon the change of Goldfinger, he immediately concentrated and comprehended it with his heart.

Sure enough, just like the last time I dreamed of the white light before sailing, everything around me was a little different from before.

The clarity of the cognitive level cannot be described in words, but it is real and obvious.

Meng Lei was greatly shocked, and there was a vague guess in his heart.

"There must be some kind of connection between the white light cluster and the golden finger, and this time I am extremely close to the source of the white light, stepping into some forbidden realm between different dimensions, and clearly feeling that at the other end of the light cluster, there is some kind of spiritual consciousness transmitting a message to me.

Could it be that Goldfinger is some kind of existence in another dimensional space, something created by extraordinary means, to achieve cross-latitude communication with me?

And the closer I get to another dimension, the more complete the function of the golden finger becomes, and it has been upgraded in a sense?"

Meng Lei pondered to himself, unable to understand the reason for this change, but he had a general direction in his heart.

To test if the Goldfinger had really improved, he looked elsewhere and focused on some of the most mundane objects around him.

(Wine glass: A plain container for liquids...... ）

(Cigars: Nicotine-containing tobacco products can relieve anxiety to some extent, but frequent use is not recommended, there are many ways to commit suicide, and cancer is often one of the most painful.) ）

(Coins: Currencies with a face value of 10 marks, a monetary system currently used in the shallow areas of alien societies, with cheap purchasing power.) ）

……

Meng Lei swept his gaze around one by one, and sure enough, ordinary items that had never had hints before now all had new hints.

There is no doubt that under the influence of some unknown force, Goldfinger ushered in an upgrade!.

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