Tanglin Battle Fort.

Inside the Secret Temple.

Cheng Han and General Wan Li stood side by side, waiting for the start of the joint meeting in the theater of operations.

The so-called "joint meeting" is a meeting attended by the responsible persons of multiple theaters.

The main topics of the meeting are usually to discuss cooperation and coordination between theaters, or to exchange information and information.

The presiding officer of the joint meeting is, of course, a high god general.

Half a month ago.

Even if Cheng Han is already a deputy general, he is not qualified to participate in the joint meeting of the theater.

But now.

He was already a war zone patrol envoy, and his power was slightly greater than that of the general, so he was certainly qualified to attend it.

At this time.

Jian Wanli glanced at Cheng Han and couldn't help asking, "Inspector Cheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your strength seems to have improved a bit?" ”

Cheng Han nodded with a smile and said honestly: "A few days ago, I visited the underwater nest of the Hua Mica clan and was given a gift. ”

There is no need to hide this kind of thing, even if he doesn't say it, others can spy on a clue.

Jian Wanli was a little surprised: "No wonder I saw the patrol envoy just now, and I felt that your extraordinary fluctuations had undergone subtle changes. ”

There was some envy in the Lord's heart.

A mica tribe automatically came to the door from the deep sea, and also took the initiative to give a heavy gift, which is also a bit against the sky.

Jian Wanli was quite intrigued, and did not ask what kind of gift the other party had gotten.

Because everyone has their own little secrets, it is not polite to ask questions.

The general smacked his lips again: "The talent of the patrol envoy is indeed rare, it is estimated that he can be promoted to a Xuan Master in two or three years at most, right?" ”

Cheng Han said vaguely: "Almost." ”

He consciously promoted to Xuanshi in the past few days, but there is no need to show off this kind of thing.

Be a man!

The most important thing is to keep a low profile!

That's when it happened.

The entire secret hall shook suddenly.

"Buzz!"

The two of them immediately straightened up, ready to meet the Candle Melting Divine General.

The next second.

In the center of the main hall was a large Xuan Array, emitting an extremely dazzling red light.

After a while.

A large flame burst out of thin air, turning the entire hall into a sea of fire in an instant.

Every ray of flame in it, just by looking at it with the naked eye, can sense that it contains extremely terrifying lethality.

A large number of flame snakes licked the bodies of the two of them, but they did not leave a trace.

This is naturally due to divine power.

That is, the illusion of reality.

Despite its true attributes, it is still an illusion.

For a moment.

"Whew!"

Just listen to a whistling.

The illusory sea of fire in the main hall suddenly danced wildly.

A large puff of flame snakes gathered, quickly condensing into a burly red shadow.

The shadow flickered, and the red quickly faded, turning into a vivid human form.

It's the Candle Melting Divine General.

Seeing this, the two immediately saluted: "I've seen my subordinates!" ”

The Candle Melting God General nodded, ignored Jian Wanli as usual, and directly locked his gaze on Cheng Han.

The general has long been accustomed to such treatment, but silently plays the role of a little transparent.

The god general glanced at Cheng Han and said with a slightly surprised "huh": "You have reached the level of the 'Spirit Body Mirror'?!" ”

Cheng Han complimented him at the right time: "Your eyes are like torches." ”

He couldn't help but praise secretly: "It's really worthy of being a god general, and the god will see what the Lord didn't see, and the god will see it at a casual glance." ”

Jian Wanli was taken aback, and then a trace of shame welled up in his heart.

Just now, he kept saying that "you can be promoted to Xuanshi in two or three years at most", but now it sounds like a big joke.

Candle Rong Shen laughed "hehe": "It's a lot faster than I expected." ”

After all that is said.

He waved his right hand.

"Whew!"

The sea of fire danced again, and then fell a long way down.

Between this advance and retreat.

Suddenly, fifteen more figures appeared.

Compared to the candle melt god will.

These figures are vague and flickering from time to time, and anyone who is not blind can see that they are all illusions.

These fifteen illusions are the generals of each war zone.

Counting the Dongli Theater, the gods will govern a total of sixteen theaters.

At this time.

Many figures peeked at Cheng Han, obviously curious about this new face.

The Candle Melting God looked around and spoke for the first time, "Since everyone is here, let's start the meeting." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

The Candle Melting God didn't talk much nonsense, and ordered: "Let's briefly talk about the situation in the war zone!" ”

His gaze drifted to the figure on the far left, and he directly pointed out the other party's name: "He Zhengtao, you speak first." ”

He Zhengtao replied respectfully, stepped forward and said quickly: "Recently, the Tianlan War Zone has repelled a large attack by the Black Scale Clan's army.

"But there are still small groups of Blackscale tribes that continue to harass this war zone, but the war zone is capable enough to deal with this kind of attack tactics."

This is the report.

There are only a few words before and after, and it can definitely be regarded as concise and to the point.

Cheng Han's eyes flickered, and he instantly understood that this was the style of the Candle Rong God General.

Most of his subordinates are extremely tired of meaningless nonsense, and the generals of the major theaters know this, so they keep their reports as simple as possible.

The Candle Melting God didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the second general on the left.

The latter also took a step forward and reported fluently: "Under the command of Qi Yu, the Tianshuang Theater ......"

The situation reported by all the generals is much the same, and the various war zones are more or less troubled by the Sea Clan, and there is no place for peace.

It is worth mentioning that at the end of each report, a sentence was added - this theater is capable of dealing with such and such a thing.

Without exception.

On the surface, it can be understood that this theater does not need external support.

Think deeply.

Isn't this a battle between the various theaters of war, and if anyone opens their mouths to ask for support, won't it be a shame to be thrown into the joint meeting?

From a different angle.

This should be deliberately done by the Candle Melting God, in this way, deliberately creating an atmosphere of competition and forcing his subordinates to fight hard.

Cheng Han glanced at the general and muttered in his heart: "What an old fox." ”

When it was the turn of the East Lebanon theater of operations.

For the first time, the content of the report has changed.

Jian Wanli's voice was particularly loud: "Enlighten the gods, the Dongli Theater has completely wiped out all the enemies within a radius of 600 kilometers.

"There has been no fighting in the theater for three days, and this theater has the spare strength to withdraw some troops to support other nearby theaters."

The eyes of a group of generals converged at once.

Jian Wanli's chest immediately rose a little imperceptibly, and his old face was even more obvious with pride.

For the first time, the Candle Melting God gave an evaluation: "Not bad! ”

This moment.

It is definitely the highlight moment of the life of the sword general.

However.

The highlights lasted only half a second.

Candle Rong Shenjiang's gaze left Jian Wanli, and shifted to the figure next to the latter, and his tone brought a hint of a smile for the first time: "Cheng Han, what about you?" ”

A group of generals noticed this small detail, and everyone had a strange look on their faces.

Fools can see that the gods value this guy named "Cheng Han" the most, even if he has a brilliant sword Wanli, he is far inferior to the former.

Candle Rongshen will look forward to it: "According to the rules, every participant must report the latest situation, and I very much hope to hear different content from you." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

The expressions of the crowd were more subtle.

Jian Wanli, who finally became the focus of attention, once again became a "little transparent", and no one looked at him again.

In full view.

Cheng Han took a step forward and began to talk eloquently: "Under the command of Qi Yu, I recently happened to subdue a sea clan called 'Hua Mica'.

"With their help, the East Lebanon Theater has successfully improved a new type of deep-sea submersible and successfully crossed the storm turbulence of the deep sea."

The so-called "new type of deep submersible" is naturally a new type of carrier made from the "mica glue" secreted by mica.

Since God will want to hear "something different," satisfy Him!

Anyway, the last thing he lacks in his hands is "something different".

The Candle Melting God let out an "oh", and for the first time showed a look of great interest: "The turbulent sea is indeed a little dangerous.

"Even if a Xuan Master is unlucky and encounters a very powerful super maelstrom, he may not be able to pass through it safely."

The god then asked the key point: "What kind of submersible did you create?" How many people did you carry through the turbulent sea this time? ”

If it is only carrying a few people through, then the deep submersible is of little significance, and at most it can only be used as a kind of reconnaissance equipment.

Cheng Han showed a smile and sold a little pass: "Your command, I can't say a few words clearly about this issue." ”

He waved his right hand lightly, "Look." ”

With this one action.

A large expanse of blue light swayed out, and the volley transformed into an extremely realistic illusion.

The Candle Melting God General glanced at it and showed a shocked expression: "So big?!" ”

Only in the vision.

A huge submarine in the shape of a drop suddenly appeared, and just a rough judgment of this thing was no less than 800 meters long.

And around the submarine.

Thousands of strange creatures, lined up in several long queues, quickly poured into the interior of the submarine.

It's not just a god.

Even the generals and masters are all staring at each other.

The new tricks that Cheng Han came up with were beyond everyone's imagination.

The Candle Melter will be even more surprised: "The deep submersible can hold so much, uh......"

All at once he was stuck.

Because God will not know mica.

Jian Wanli finally seized an opportunity to interject and helped add: "Under the command of Qi Yu, this is exactly the mica tribe found by the deep submersible in the deep sea. ”

Candle Rongshen's expression became solemn: "Cheng Han, let's listen to it in detail!" ”

He instantly realized that the potential of this thing was huge.

Just imagine, how much of a role a submarine carrying thousands of people, and the ability to withstand raging turbulence, can play in a war?

The most important thing is that in the past, the army of the Wanhao clan could hardly fight under the sea, at most within ten kilometers of the sea.

And this new submarine really fills a gap, allowing the footprints of Wanhao people to go deep into the deep sea hundreds of kilometers below.

Originally, Candle Rongshen would report to Cheng Han by name, but he just wanted to hear a different little surprise.

But he never expected that this kid would make such a big surprise quietly.

(End of chapter)