Above the gray fog

It took a whole day to install ten anti-aircraft guns. The location of the anti-aircraft guns was less than thirty miles away from the barrier, and the distance between the ten anti-aircraft guns was not far.

The advantage of being close is that you can concentrate fire, but it is also easy to be wiped out.

However, the core used to compress spirituality was buried 150 meters underground. This depth cannot be reached even by a sequence 8 attack. As long as the core is still there, it is not too difficult to repair the anti-aircraft gun. Even if you rebuild one, it is only a matter of tens of dense materials.

"It's installed. Do you want to demonstrate it?" A researcher took a huge wrench and knocked on the anti-aircraft gun more than ten meters away.

"How to demonstrate?" asked the old grass spirit.

"Find someone to stand within the attack range of the anti-aircraft gun to test the firepower." The researcher said.

The grass spirits looked at each other. They didn't want to be beaten.

"Let me do it." Lin Shan said.

"How many anti-aircraft guns should be activated?" asked the researcher.

Lin Shan replied indifferently, "All."

About twenty miles away from the anti-aircraft gun matrix, Lin Shan was quietly suspended in the air.

There were more than a dozen Grass Spirit Sequence 8s watching from the side, while the rest were watching the anti-aircraft guns firing from the firing area 20 miles away.

"Swish."

A red shell came from a distance, and it arrived in the blink of an eye.

The shell seemed to have eyes and was heading towards Lin Shan's position.

Blue light surged in Lin Shan's eyes, and 'precognition' was activated. At this moment, the trajectory of the shell had been simulated in his sight.

The strange thing was that the predicted result was that no matter how he changed his position, the shell would eventually hit him. As long as Lin Shan moved in advance, the shell would also shift in advance.

"Can it be tracked? With this speed and the ability to track, it's no wonder that it can pose a threat to Sequence 8... But when was I marked?"

This shell couldn't track and lock for no reason. That kind of characteristic belongs to the causal level. Even if it does, it can't appear in the low sequence. Lin Shan guessed that he should have been marked. The tracking characteristic given to this shell by the spirit instrument is tracking this mark, not him.

Lin Shan's eyes flashed, and he teleported to the ground.

The shell dragged a fiery red tail line, as if it had eyes, turned in the air and continued to fly towards Lin Shan.

When it was about to hit Lin Shan, Lin Shan disappeared again. The shell did not have time to turn and hit the ground, exploding with a bang, leaving a nearly ten-meter-deep pit on the ground.

"The power is not bad. Sequence 8 will also be injured if hit head-on, but as long as it is discovered early, it can be resisted with a little spiritual power."

"So this kind of shell needs to win by quantity..."

Lin Shan looked at the big pit under his feet and said to himself.

Sure enough, this thought just flashed through his mind.

Dozens of shells dragged long tail lines and attacked Lin Shan like meteors.

Lin Shan dodged this batch of shells in the same way.

Although the shells were dodged twice, the grass spirit watching next to him still nodded with satisfaction.

Lin Shan was able to dodge because of his terrifying reaction ability and teleportation ability, both of which are indispensable.

Let alone foreknowledge, even teleportation is not common, and people who possess these two characteristics at the same time are rare.

Lin Shan glanced at the old grass spirits watching the battle next to him, and immediately understood that the mark that could track the shells came from this group of grass spirits.

After two waves, no more shells flew over. These two waves were enough to prove the power of the anti-aircraft guns. If there were no counter-characteristics, they could only use spirituality to resist. They could resist one, but not ten or a hundred.

The old grass spirits next to them were talking to each other, and each of them was smiling. They felt that this deal was really worth it.

After a while.

Everyone gathered again.

"Haha." Liu Heng laughed and said, "How do you feel about the power? Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied." The Sequence 8s of the Grass Spirit Clan nodded repeatedly.

"If you feel satisfied, can you pay the money?" Liu Heng said with a smile.

In this transaction, Lin Shan's task was only to escort, and the main person in charge of the transaction was still Liu Heng. Since the goods have been delivered, the next step is to collect the money.

"The front line still needs to be cleaned up. I will find someone to send you to the Fourth Moon Well. The warehouse there stores the resources needed by the upper tribe." The old grass spirit put his hands on his chest and bowed slightly.

A light cyan Sequence 8 grass elf came out and said, "Please follow me, envoys. I will take you to the 4th Moon Well."

After the human race team and the light cyan grass elf left, a withered yellow grass elf looked at the old grass elf of the same age as the race and said excitedly, "Chief Shuimu, with these 20 anti-aircraft guns, the defense force on the front line has doubled. This deal is really profitable."

The old grass elf shook his head and said, "We make money, and the upper race makes more money. Ten anti-aircraft guns only need one core to drive them, but we need to use two cores and a sequence potion to exchange. Not only that, the materials of these weapons are also provided by us. In the end, they use the materials we provide to make weapons and ammunition and sell them to us."

"The power of this anti-aircraft gun depends entirely on whether the shells can be supplied. We need to increase the intensity of land resource exploitation and exchange as many shells and other weapons and ammunition as possible."

The withered yellow grass elf heard this and smiled, "Since both parties can benefit from this transaction, then this is a successful transaction."

On the other side.

The Grass Spirit Tribe follows the principle of building houses no higher than five meters, so this so-called warehouse is only three meters high. When you walk in, you will find that the ground is hollowed out, and six or seven kinds of raw ores are densely piled up.

Dozens of Grass Spirit Supermen are packing these raw ores, and three boxes of large gift boxes woven from plants have been packed next to them, each of which is more than ten meters high.

Two hours later.

There are a full fifteen huge gift boxes placed next to them, and a big bow is woven on each gift box.

The plant used to weave the gift boxes is a flower vine. The toughness is still unknown, but the appearance is definitely beautiful.

"This gift box looks good, but is it strong? We still have two days to go. If the gift box collapses on the way, it will be a big trouble." Liu Heng asked.

"Don't worry, this flower vine is very strong, and this weight is enough to bear." The Sequence 8 Grass Spirit in charge of transferring resources said, and then he conjured two wooden boxes from somewhere and said, "These are two Sequence 8 potions."

Lin Shan and others stared at the wooden box in front of them, a little surprised.

Everything the Grass Spirits have is woven from plants, so the appearance of this wooden box still surprised them.

"Sequence 8 potion - Enlightenment, unknown ability."

"Sequence 8 potion - Cult, unknown ability."

"Except for repeated potions, no one knows what the potion's specific ability is before taking it."