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Chapter 370: [369] I will eventually change this world, and the plan of sowing discord has taken effect.

As the airship fleet approached the final one thousand kilometers to the Tai'an Spirit Realm, they began encountering patrols of war hawks.

The Heavenly Path within the Spirit Branch had a diameter of over two kilometers, with an unexpectedly large interior space that was very suitable for war hawk patrols.

Cheng Han was well aware of this, and it was precisely because of him.

Most likely, it was the two deputy hall masters of the Crimson Armor Hall who made this arrangement, estimating that their superiors would soon arrive at the Tai'an Spirit Realm.

This was both for safety considerations and to curry favor.

"Buzz~"

The vibrations of the war hawk engines could be heard every time they drifted from a distance.

In front of every window of each airship, there were always crowds of people.

Faces with various expressions stared intently as the war hawks flew in formation and then watched them fly away.

The sound of discussions constantly reached Cheng Han's ears.

"The war hawks fly so fast!"

"Yeah, compared to the airships, they're as slow as snails."

"How do these big guys fly? Could it be that the soldiers inside are using their hands to move the big fans? Wouldn't their wrists swell from shaking them?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Han's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Using their hands to move them?!

What a vivid imagination!

He also knew that the war hawks had just begun to be deployed to various Spirit Realms, and many civilians had never seen war hawks before, so it wasn't surprising to have such ridiculous speculations.

Others voluntarily corrected them.

"No need to use their hands. I heard they installed a new type of machine that runs on brown oil, and its size is much smaller than the gray crystal machinery."

"What brown oil machine? It's called the 'Komo Internal Combustion Engine'!"

A few seconds later.

The war hawks flew closer, and the passengers could see more clearly.

The topic of discussion among the passengers changed accordingly.

"What's under the wings of the war hawks?"

"It looks like a small boat hanging on one side."

"There are a few soldiers sitting inside the boat!"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched again.

Tai'an was the first Spirit Realm to receive war hawks, and Black Cat had personally seen several war hawks with two soldiers hanging from ropes under their wings.

He didn't expect the Crimson Armor Army to be even more creative, actually creating flying cabins that were low in wind resistance and streamlined.

The war hawks used for patrols were all two-seater models, with two people in the cabin and three people in each hanging cabin, making a total of eight people.

Cheng Han watched as the war hawks flew closer and couldn't help but think of another scene from a different time and space, "Third Brother riding a motorcycle."

In any case, they were all talented individuals!

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by the roar, the flock of war hawks flew past from not far away.

Some of the soldiers sitting in the hanging cabins even waved at the airships.

This scene caused the passengers to cheer loudly.

For a while, the scene was extremely lively.

Cheng Han couldn't help but smile, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, "Perhaps this is the change of the times!"

In the past, Crimson Armor soldiers usually patrolled on bicycles, covering a maximum of two hundred kilometers a day, and it would take several days to patrol a slightly farther location.

Now, they had switched to war hawks, and they could easily fly a thousand kilometers in two to three hours, allowing them to patrol back and forth several times a day.

Comparing the two methods, the latter had increased efficiency by more than a hundred times.

Soon, the war hawks flew away.

The passengers sighed again.

"If war hawks patrol along this route, we won't have to worry about the safety of the airships in the future."

"Yeah! The war hawks are so fast that if the airships encounter danger, the Crimson Armor soldiers won't take long to arrive."

Cheng Han's eyes flickered, and he answered in his heart, "It won't be long."

As the hall master of the Crimson Armor Hall, he immediately began planning, "The Spirit Branch under the jurisdiction of the Xuan Palace has a total length of over nine thousand two hundred kilometers, with a total of sixteen Heavenly Paths.

"Based on this calculation, the total patrol distance is close to one hundred and fifty thousand kilometers. If one war hawk is assigned for every one hundred kilometers, one thousand five hundred war hawks would be enough.

"Taking into account rotation and reserves, about five thousand war hawks would be sufficient for daily needs.

"As for personnel allocation.

"If we follow the ratio of one war hawk to four personnel, only twenty thousand Crimson Armor soldiers would be needed to guard this section of the Spirit Branch.

"By the way, war hawks also require corresponding maintenance personnel, and about three thousand people would be enough."

Cheng Han smiled faintly, "Currently, there are still 80,000 soldiers stationed in Lingzhi by the Red Armor Hall, although some have been deployed to the battlefield."

"But once the Warhawks are fully promoted, only a little over 20,000 people will be enough, and the efficiency of patrols will far exceed before."

"This can be considered a revolution!"

After returning to the single cabin,

Cheng Han took out a communication artifact from his suitcase and sent out the order, requesting that the Warhawks be deployed in batches within half a month and fully converted to Warhawk patrols.

If it were another Xuan Master serving as the head of the hall, even if the plan was formulated, it would be difficult to execute.

Because this matter involves the coordination of multiple institutions, and producing 5,000 Warhawks within half a month is not a simple task.

But Cheng Han is in charge of the Science and Demon Research Institute, and under his command is a large-scale Lingxiang Demon Factory, so all he needs to do is give an order.

A few seconds later,

A reply came, "We will follow Master Cheng's orders! The Red Armor Hall will do its best to complete the mission!"

At this moment,

Cheng Han is filled with a sense of accomplishment.

He is gradually changing the world!

And will eventually completely change this world!

*

Early the next morning,

The remaining journey to Tai'an Xiaolingjing was less than 100 kilometers.

Inside the single room,

Cheng Han looked at a stack of drawings and sighed, "Finally done."

He has been speeding up the progress these days, working tirelessly day and night to draw the drawings, and finally completed the complete set of drawings for the new Warhawk engine.

This is a groundbreaking new type of engine.

And the continuous deduction day and night has brought rich rewards.

For each completed component drawing, depending on the difficulty, he gained 100-200 proficiency points for easier ones, and 500-600 proficiency points for more difficult ones.

At the moment when the final design was finalized, the proficiency points increased by more than 16,000.

This set of drawings brought a total of more than 30,000 proficiency points, which is much more than the old internal combustion engine before.

Just from this point alone, it can be seen how significant the new engine is.

And the upgrade progress of the All-Knowing Eye has reached 241,122 out of 500,000, almost halfway there.

After a while,

Cheng Han suddenly had a feeling.

He had a thought.

Countless stars flashed.

A halo appeared.

In the center of the picture, a familiar figure appeared.

It was Arthur, the Speaker of the Destruction Legion.

This guy was running rapidly in a dense forest, his figure passing through tree after tree like a wisp of smoke, his face full of anxiety.

It can be seen that he seems to be pursued by someone.

And that place is a wilderness, it is unlikely to be an official pursuit.

So.

The answer is almost there.

Cheng Han was stunned for a moment, unable to help but laugh, "Did Arthur defect from the Destruction Legion?"

Just a few days ago,

A Yomi and McLaren Divine Envoy had a fight, and incidentally used some divisive tactics to smear Arthur in front of the Divine Envoy.

He never expected that the effect would be so quick.

In just a few days, Arthur actually defected.

Cheng Han felt proud, "I'm getting better and better at plotting and scheming!"

He fell into contemplation, "How should I deal with Arthur?"

He thought of the severed finger of the divine body, the relic of the ancient main god whose name is unknown, and an idea immediately came to his mind:

"There are probably corresponding clues within the major divine organizations. Maybe I can let Arthur do this."

The female warrior Qu Xiaoying is also a suitable candidate, but her strength is too weak.

Arthur is a strong Xuan Master, so he has more value to exploit.

Moreover.

Who would complain about having too many moles?

Cheng Han immediately made up his mind, "Let's do it this way!"

However.

The situation is urgent.

From the current situation, Arthur is probably facing considerable danger.

This unlucky Speaker is most likely being treated as a scapegoat for a failed assassination and sold directly to the Prayer Society. He must lend a helping hand.