Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

Li Cha didn't think about it any further. After all, the deeper you dig into this kind of thing, the more complicated it becomes. The shady scene may be too big to imagine. He doesn't have the time and energy to squander it, and the most important thing right now is to leave Pompey safely.

Looking at Rommel, Li Cha said: "Director, I can consider your suggestion. However, I'm afraid it's not easy for me to develop the magic pattern vehicle alone. Maybe when I have an idea, I can draw up a blueprint and let it Organize interested wizards to conduct research together. However, that will be after my breakthrough in personal research. At present, I still want to try to see if I can solve the problems encountered in my research.”

"Then I wish you success." Rommel smiled, "I hope you will return to Pompey with victory and joy."

While speaking, Rommel printed a special seal with mana fluctuations on the two documents, and put them in a cabinet on one side to seal them. After that, he took out a brand new document from the cabinet, signed his name, stamped the same seal, and handed it over.

"Wizard Richard, this is the certificate that you can get the support of Pompey resources while you are away from Pompey." Rommel explained, "Specifically, you can call spell materials, borrow materials, ask some technical wizards, etc., and keep them well. Don't lose it."

"Okay, thank you, supervisor." Li Cha took it, put it in his arms carefully and put it away, and then said goodbye, "So, supervisor, shall we see you later?"

"Goodbye." Rommel waved.

Li Cha nodded his head lightly, turned around and walked out the door without any further wording.

Everything is normal, and it seems that he can really leave Pompey safely... Li Cha breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, went out, turned left, went downstairs, and walked outside the business point.

In the hall where the business is located, the setting sun shines in, reflecting the ground golden, and he steps forward on the "golden road" step by step. All around, there were quite a few other wizards in the hall, talking, asking, and arguing about various things with the office staff. He turned a deaf ear to these, just kept walking forward, and finally reached the door.

"Hoo-ho--"

He paused slightly at the door, took a deep breath, and Pompeii's unique sulfur-smelling air flowed down his mouth and nose, and poured into his lungs. Even after staying here for several months, he still felt uncomfortable.

But it's okay, he probably won't breathe this kind of air again... It should be really safe now, theoretically no one can stop him from leaving Pompey, so... well, that's it.

Li Cha didn't continue to think about it, and realized in time that his thinking was suspicious of Li FG,

Discontinue cautiously. With a slight self-deprecating smile, he walked out of the door with a calm expression and walked into the brilliance of the setting sun.

In the brilliance, the whole body is golden.

...

In the hall, it was dark.

More than 50 meters long and wide, like a small playground hall, dozens of bronze lampposts are burning with flames.

In the middle of the hall, the three-meter-long gray-white bone table was placed as before and never moved.

Suddenly, the air fluctuated.

An elderly man, wearing a long black robe, appeared in the room without knowing when. He walked towards the bone table, walking quietly, like a cloud of fog.

After a while, he walked behind the bone table and sat down facing the high-back bone chair. After contemplating for a while on the high-backed bone chair, he made a low voice, as if he was talking to himself: "A deep-sea super life, it is indeed a bit powerful, but..."

"But...you are destined to be eliminated." The man chuckled, then regained his composure, and reached out to touch the high pile of documents on the surface of the bone table.

He grabbed a document and was about to examine it in detail when a small door in the corner of the hall opened with a "squeak" and a fat man weighing more than two hundred catties ran in.

The fat man trotted to the bone table, wiped his sweat and said, "My lord, there is news from Chekav from the kingdom of heaven."

"Chekav?" The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he quickly remembered the things that had been ignored.

More than twenty days ago, Chekav, his subordinate, told him that he was undergoing soul restoration in heaven. After the soul is restored and the memory of his life is found, he will go to the branch of the Southern Freedom League. The other party is very convinced that they can find some hidden secrets of the Southern Freedom Federation, which may harm the interests of the organization, and want to expose them to make contributions. On the other hand, it is also to wash away the shame of accidental death.

In fact, he didn't pay too much attention to this matter. After all, there are too many things that the organization has to deal with now, from the deep sea to the snow-capped mountains, from the forest to the swamp, from the trend of the continent to the control of the spread of dangerous technologies, from wide-ranging secrecy to programmatic containment... and so on, etc., there are already too many.

It is already busy enough to be visible, and there is no need to invest too much energy in paying attention to the invisible... or the unexposed ones.

The branch of the Confederacy of the Freedom, he knew, was now run by Rommel.

Rommel is relatively friendly with Foehn, another color ring manager, but he is a bit colder in comparison. But he didn't think that the other party would do anything to betray the organization, even if the other party didn't support him very much.

He believes that with the other party's ability and loyalty, it is enough to manage many things in the Southern Freedom Federation-even if there are some small problems, they should be insignificant small problems. After all, it is him who makes some mistakes when dealing with many things, which is understandable.

The real purpose of the reason why he sent Chekav and Golov as inspectors was to understand the current situation of various branches of the organization so that he could quickly deal with things that happened. To be honest, he didn't really want to target a certain branch, so that the members of the branch would feel awe of him.

The people in the whole organization serve the true God. Members should not fear him or other color ring masters. There should be only one object of reverence, and that is the ruler of the heaven and the whole world—the true God.

Therefore, although Chekav's words are strong, he just takes a natural attitude.

If Chekav can really investigate anything after his resurrection, it is possible for him to let the flow take its course and adjust the Southern Freedom Federation. If there is nothing to investigate, it turns out that it was a misunderstanding, and there is no regret.

As long as the entire organization moves forward along the prescribed path under the guidance of the true God, it will be fine if there are occasional small problems of one kind or another. The direction is correct, the future is bright, and eventually the whole world will usher in salvation.

At most, it is the difference between earlier and later.

Now, is it because my subordinates detected the problem in advance and let the salvation come earlier, or is it because of the misjudgment of my subordinates, wasting precious resources and delaying the arrival of salvation?

The man looked at Golov, the fat man's subordinate in front of the table, and said, "Is there any news about Chekav? It should be that his soul has been completely restored, so please connect, let me ask him, what exactly do you want to do?" What."

"Yes." Golov replied, flipped his hands and took out a crystal ball with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters from nowhere, gently placed it on the ground, and quickly operated it.

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