"Yumi Ishihara, open your eyes."

A voice echoed in Ishihara Yumi's ears, getting louder and louder, louder and louder, until it turned into a thunderous roar.

She snapped open her eyes, only to see a blood-dripping face, chewing on a rotting human head in its mouth.

"Ahh

Yumi Ishihara screamed and hit her head on the iron railing.

"It hurts."

She rubbed her head, and suddenly realized that she had just dreamed.

"I'm sorry you fell into a coma so much that I could only wake you up in this way."

Gen said apologetically.

"Who are you? Was it also captured by them? ”

Only then did Ishihara Yumi notice that there was an extra cage opposite her, and inside was a man who was even more beautiful than a female star.

But the weak man was bound with a dozen chains made of bronze, each the thickness of an arm.

"My name is Yuan Zhinu, and I was arrested by them on purpose?"

Yuan Zhinu said softly.

"Deliberately, why?"

She looked at him in amazement, like a madman.

"You're Shinji Iwahashi's best friend, right?"

He said.

"Do you know Iwahashi-kun too?"

Yumi Ishihara said excitedly.

"He now works for our warband, and has asked us to find your whereabouts. We found out that you were kidnapped, so we pretended to be kidnapped and came here. ”

Gen Zhinu briefly described what happened.

"Iwahashi-kun"

Yumi Ishihara's face showed a sweet and shy expression at the same time.

"Alright, Miss Yumi, please tell me what you know."

Yuan Zhinu said.

He came in and was sent here with a tube of blood drawn and a hood on his head, with no useful information.

"Okay, please give me some time to think about it."

Yumi Ishihara said.

People who can come to Tokyo from a small fishing village to work hard, and who are still successful, are naturally not weak people.

However, the dark days and the food added to it made her brain a little dull.

"I was grabbed by that American and sold to a bunch of bearded men. The bearded men locked me up here and drew my blood every day. ”

Yumi Ishihara said after sorting out her thoughts.

"What are they doing with your blood?"

Gen Zhinu asked.

"I don't know, they talk a lot, but I don't understand their language."

She said regretfully.

I knew that I should have signed up for a crash course before I traveled.

"Have you ever met anyone special?"

Yuan Zhinu was a little disappointed, but continued to knock on the side.

"Someone special."

Yumi Ishihara fell into thought again.

"A man in a white robe came and said something I didn't understand."

She said suddenly.

"What?"

The young girl's eyes lit up.

"What an emperor, a priest, a bloodline, something like that. He spoke a language I'd never heard before, but I could understand it vaguely. It's weird to think about it now. ”

Yumi Ishihara wanted to repeat the words of the white-robed man, but found that she couldn't say it at all.

"Because he's talking about Longwen."

Gen Zhinu explained.

"What is Longwen?"

Yumi Ishihara asked.

"Dragon Wen is the language used by the dragon clan, because you have the blood of the dragon clan in your body, so you can understand it by nature."

Yuan Zhinu said.

Half-breeds will not use dragon script to communicate with each other, and there is a high probability that the other party is a pure-blood dragon.

"Dragons?"

Yumi Ishihara's already somewhat confused mind was completely stirred up by the constant emergence of new terms.

"I'll explain the details to you later, but I'll wait quietly for a while."

Gen Zhinu's tone was a little tougher.

"Oh."

Yumi Ishihara kept her mouth shut.

She is not an obedient person, but now there is only such a life-saving straw, so she naturally has to hold on to it.

Yuan Zhinu turned on the keel state, adjusted her joints so that her arm could feel the slight bulge on her waist, and then pressed it.

"Commander, the source girl has signaled."

Fingal exclaimed.

On the screen, the original soybean-sized point of light instantly skyrocketed to the size of a broad bean.

The distance between the two sides, 21km.

Really, just a little bit.

"You go back."

Lu Mingfei said to Abbas.

"Not yet, place."

The boy shook his head.

The scriptures say, "Those who believe are to be with those who are faithful."

Although he hated Banlita, he also believed in Allah.

"Almost."

At a distance of 1km, it's not much worse.

Even if someone gets in the way, just run over it.

Lu Mingfei opened the car door, grabbed the back of Abbas's neck and put him down.

"Thank you and may Allah bless you."

The boy understood his kindness and said seriously.

This sentence translates quite clearly.

"May the Emperor bless you, child."

Lu Mingfei made a sky eagle salute to him.

Even if he didn't accompany them to the rain of bullets and money, his journey back would not be stable.

But it was impossible for Lu Mingfei to send people to escort Abbas back.

After thinking about it, he took out a throwing knife and threw it into the dirt.

For Lu Mingfei, it's just a small flying knife, and for a boy, it's a dagger.

Whether to pull out or not is all in Abbas's thoughts, whether it is good or bad depends on his luck, and Lu Mingfei can only do so much.

The van moved on, and the dust raised engulfed Abbas.

In the rearview mirror, he seemed to see the boy bent over.

"The world of ordinary people is not at peace."

May sighed.

She has always been indifferent to current affairs, and she has only a vague idea of the fact that foreign people are living in dire straits.

It was only after coming to Arahan and witnessing a series of strange things that Fifth Moon really understood the weight of this sentence.

"In the cold and dark distant future, there is only war."

Lu Mingfei doesn't remember where he heard this phrase, but it was just right here.

In fact, just like Earth, most of the territory and population of the human empire are relatively peaceful.

But peace is enjoyed by most people precisely because a small number of people actively or passively involve themselves in war.

Whether on the front line or in the rear, everyone is giving, but there are always people who have to give a little more.

Only the 40K Terra has an emperor who will treat his people fairly, while the 3K Earth has only a group of street lamp pendants that are afraid of the world.

Lu Mingfei sighed, he didn't have anything too good to do about it.

The positioning of each legion was determined from the beginning, and although Lu Mingfei didn't know what his legion was good at, it would definitely not be administration.

In fact, although he is quite familiar with politics, he is only based on the ship-based battle group.

Really let Lu Mingfei manage a planet, he really doesn't have that confidence.

Although the emperor's grand plan is only the tip of the iceberg for him, the earth should still maintain a certain degree of independence in the end.

If the grand plan fails, then the earth will become an ark that retains the fire of humanity in the 40K universe, which is much safer than any network, extragalactic and the like.

While thinking about it, Lu Mingfei stepped on the accelerator and soon came to a pass.

This is the only way to get to the target location, and Banlita has set up a heavily guarded position.

Seeing the van from afar, the soldiers of Banlita pointed at them and shouted.

A white-robed leader shouted, and several bearded men wearing AK47s walked up to them.

(End of chapter)