From Prisoner to Si Chen

The members of the Dream Club "Hand of Dawn" shared each other's current situation and information.

The four Cang Storks took this opportunity to purchase a batch of "wick potions" from Jilan again for their own practice.

All 25 "wick potions" that Jilan had refined recently were exchanged for them.

After tasting the sweetness of this secret medicine, the four of them could no longer adapt to the "slow" practice of normal meditation, and worked hard to save some money in order to exchange for more medicine from Jilan during the gathering.

Alevia, the white gull, held a wooden box containing ten potions with a pretty face and a smile.

"Sorry, everyone. My recent promotion to the Lonken City Council has been a bit fast, and many business people have 'voluntarily funded' my candidacy for deputy speaker, so I have plenty of money."

"Alas." Black Sandpiper Weiner held two potions with a sad face. "The life of the 'Ascetic Cult' is really no different from that of a beggar... I tried my best to squeeze out time to accept some black market commissions, and only then did I save a few hundred Caesars."

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Red Bird Aurora comforted:

"Mr. Weiner, everything has pros and cons. Although you don't have time to save money, you have tempered your body and accumulated more valuable experience in the mysterious field."

"Thank you, Miss Chique." Weiner felt better, shook his head and smiled.

Ji Lan looked at everyone with a smile.

He didn't make much money from the sale of the batch of potions on hand, only a few hundred Caesars.

At this stage, the "wick potion" has completely lost its effect for him. The reason why he still needs to refine it is precisely because Jilan wants to help them speed up their practice in this way.

In addition, after the Cross Sword Bonfire devours the Kingdom Brand, it will benefit the entire "Hand of Dawn" members and share the remaining strength, so everyone's progress is quite astonishing.

Although they are in different mysterious force organizations, they have one thing in common -

That means it is highly valued!

The reason for attaching importance to it is also very simple, precisely because of the rapid progress. This means that in the eyes of ordinary people, occult talents are high, have great potential, and are worth cultivating...

Gillan was happy to see this.

"Everyone, you will also face a big threshold on the 'Road of the Fire Sword', which is the fourth-level pass from the Mysterious Soul to the Kusei One."

"Among them, the secret information about the fourth-level essence is particularly important. I suggest you make preparations early."

Everyone looked at him one after another, kept quiet, and listened carefully.

After all, in the current "Hand of Dawn", only leader Jilan is the only long-standing person. The breakthrough experience he described is a valuable asset that cannot be bought by the outside world.

Jilan added:

"In addition, one condition must be met to break through to level 4, which is to set out from here and sail to the Dream Sea to find the 'Hometown of Gods, Toyalan' hidden in the depths of the vast ocean."

"Hometown of Gods Toyalan?"

Everyone was startled and quite puzzled.

Only Aurora nodded in understanding and said:

"President Renee Mace of the 'Steel Maiden Society' told me about the 'Land of Gods'. She said that it is the residence of Si Chen, and even the ascended ones mostly live in Toyalan."

"Yes." Gillan nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he briefly explained the concept of the Land of Gods to everyone, and explained the necessity and precautions of visiting the Land of Gods and forming a "brand of Gods' Land".

Especially an effective means to find the land of God——

"Emotional Anchor Method"!

This is a secret that the May apostle Miss "Beshu" Paton told Gillan during the tea party in the Withered Garden.

This secret is rarely known and is extremely valuable.

After hearing this, everyone was quite surprised.

At the same time, I also felt a sense of heartfelt gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Gillan."

Red Bird Aurora smiled and thanked her.

"Without your reminder and notification, we don't know how long we would have taken this detour."

"Yes..." White Gull Aleviya and others also nodded, agreeing with Aurora's words.

"You're welcome." Gilan waved his hand and chuckled, "Only when all five fingers are strong can you grasp heavier things. Only when you make a fist can you have more strength, right?"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

"That's right!"

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the next day.

Early in the morning, after practicing and washing up, Gilan invited the female secretary Lenis to have breakfast with her in the apartment restaurant.

Today he wore a very formal and decent white shirt and vest, with a high-collar windbreaker on top.

The gradually long hair was also slightly taken care of, combed back, and the ends of the hair fell on the shoulders.

After the meal, Gillan took the gray short hat from Old Charles, was respectfully presented by a group of maids, and surrounded by bodyguards, got into the car and left Morales Street.

Gilan first went to the Triumph Building, where the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was located on the tenth floor below, where he met with the envoys on this mission.

Immediately, they all boarded the improved transport aircraft "Earl of Heselden II" at the apron behind the building and flew to the westernmost border city of the empire, "Leni City".

Reni City is located in Yeyu District, Moluo Prefecture. Further out, there is the border fortress defense line and the endless desert.

The envoys will get off the plane in Renni City, then go to the local cross-border railway station and take a train to the small overseas transit town "Bikburg".

It is a trading area under the jurisdiction of the empire, but more neutral.

The envoy group will take a special car at "Bick Castle", cross the Westmoor, and enter the Kingdom of Fosaka.

The route is so complicated and the process is full of twists and turns due to many factors. The main reason is that the geographical location of the Kingdom of Fosaka is inconvenient for transportation.

And transport planes are not suitable for long-term flights in desert areas. This is the best solution at this stage.

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The sun was shining brightly that afternoon.

Even at the end of January, the city of Leni was not cold, but rather quite hot.

The members of the envoys were well prepared. Among the luggage they carried were short-sleeved shirts and light suit trousers.

Everyone changed their clothes at the train station and boarded the VIP carriage in the front row together.

This mission was not made public, and the reason was still uncertainty.

Especially on the eve of the war between Bu and Austria, the situation in the whole world was quite delicate and tense.

The Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs only made initial contact with the Kingdom of Fosaka in private and reached a willingness for a diplomatic meeting. The specific matters still need to be discussed after the envoys arrive in person.

"Mr. Gillan, this way please."

In the envoy group, a brown-haired man with glasses in his thirties walked in front and motioned Gillan to sit on the sofa by the window in the VIP car.

His name is Moody Smoot, an outstanding cadre of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He is on this trip as the assistant of Foreign Minister Gillan.

"Okay, you have worked hard, sit down too."

Gillan smiled and nodded, and sat by the window.

Only the female secretary Lannis followed him and sat opposite the sofa.

The rest of the envoy group members and bodyguards, under Moody's whispered arrangement, sat apart, and tried not to whisper to each other and kept quiet at all times.

There was still some time before the train departed, Gillan glanced at the platform outside the window. At this time, people came and went, bustling, mixed with passengers of different skin colors.

Among them, the imperial people were rare, mostly foreigners, especially people from small countries in the western regions.

At this time, a noisy voice came from outside the VIP car, accompanied by cursing.

Gillan retracted his gaze and recognized the voices of several men, speaking "Doro". This language is a variant of Stuttgart, and is only used by countries in the western region of the continent.

"You blind bastard! You bumped into me!"

"Do you know who I am?! Apologize quickly!"

Gillan winked at Moody and whispered:

"Go and see what's going on."

"Yes, Mr. Gillan."

Moody immediately stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on the corners of his clothes and left.

Not long after, he came back quickly.

He walked straight to Gillan's side, bent down and whispered:

"Our people had a conflict with the passengers outside. The patrolling bodyguard was bumped by several men, but was pushed and insulted by them."

"I'll go and see." Gillan shook his head, not intending to cause unnecessary trouble at the critical moment of the mission.

So he stood up and left the VIP compartment accompanied by Moody and Lanis.