Steel steam and flame

"Being a pro or not and being targeted by Green Tree are two completely different things. Some time ago, I think Green Tree must have thought that you would let him go and help him complete the deal. But you ruined his plan. , will definitely disrupt and slow down his pace, and it is conceivable that he has great opinions on you. Therefore, before taking any actual action against him in the future, you should give in when facing the green trees and simply step back. Take big steps and don't hesitate, otherwise you will be in danger."

"Are you hinting at the problem of my own strength?" Hongmang heard the meaning of the words, didn't care, and asked.

"You are the only one among us who is still in the fourth stage. And how you got this strength, you know better than any of us. You can't always have a fifth-stage person by your side to protect you. , once the opportunity is seized, since we all have a plan for Green Tree, it is difficult to guarantee that Green Tree and another person will not make a hunting plan for us in turn. You know that no matter what time, your own strength will It will become an absolute weak point. Green Tree and the others are very smart, and the Flame Alliance can start sacrificial rituals despite the pressure from the Nature Association Alliance. The situation in front of them is likely to make them let go. I would like to stay there all the time I'm with you, but if you get too close, it will bring you more danger."

"If you have such an idea, should I thank you in advance?" Hongmang said with a smile, "All in all, I have a good way. You don't have to worry about it for a while. As for what it is, I’ll let you know when I think about it.”

"A good idea?" In a very interested tone.

"Yes, but I can't say yet, but in terms of benefits, if it succeeds, it will be very huge. But the corresponding risks will also increase exponentially. In front of this risk, if you think about it carefully, Green Tree and the others seem to be nothing."

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After the news of the end of the escort mission spread, Moninina and the people from the Thunder Wolf tribe really went back. There may be others left, but these are the single people Korkvar calls, good at hiding and detecting, and the time they stay in King Qil will also be counted in years.

The delivery truck was repainted and aged appropriately, completely transforming into a common delivery truck on the road. Following the safest route in the plan, Cassia bypassed more than a dozen cities in a few days. When he already had some basic qualities of a truck driver in his body, the word Yolaches finally appeared on the roadside sign.

The paint has all fallen off, leaving only traces of metal stamping. Since yesterday, the number of vehicles heading in this direction has obviously begun to decrease sharply. Until noon today, Cassia had not seen any other limousine on the road. The roads that have not been maintained in some years show signs of cracking, and the grass on both sides is full of unknown flowers in this autumn time. There is a slight smell of pollen in the air, and the surrounded road is like a trail suitable for walking in the evening, slowly extending into the distance, covered by grass swaying in the breeze.

The speed dropped to the most stable range of the truck. After three consecutive days of driving, no one in the sound wave could keep up with him. This reassurance made Cassia feel slightly relaxed.

After passing the road sign, as the road deepens, the unique and lonely tranquility of the uninhabited area quickly becomes apparent. The light at noon is very abundant, but the occasional dilapidated buildings surrounded by plants can still make people feel a chill in their hearts.

On the way, we passed more than one place that was once a gathering place for workers when mining minerals. In just over ten years, it has completely become a paradise for various wild plants and animals. Naturally, a lot of it collapsed, and most of it was covered by countless vines, turning into huge green earthen mounds under the sun. Only some traces of exposed masonry showed that someone had lived here before.

"There will only be more places like this in the empire." Cassia never forgot to sigh when the truck drove past these places. Around 4 p.m., the road looked nothing like it should. The ground is now in the shape of being crushed by huge construction machinery, and the grass rises and falls with it.

Following the fresh tire marks on the ground, more than an hour later, Cassia drove the truck to a mine that had been maintained. The slanting sunlight slightly illuminated a curved path that sloped downwards in the mine. The gray-white concrete floor is still new, and at the end, the sound of the truck's engine activates the voice-activated switch here. A climate-controlled room three times the size of the truck is quietly located in the center of the mine cavity.

After driving the truck into it, Cassia got out and saw the console next to the climate control room and a metal box placed next to the console. Inside was a communicator, and Cassia used it to contact Waters while checking the entire constant temperature room.

"Captain, look where you are already."

"Well done." Cassia said, with some echoes echoing in his ears. "Next, just try your best to find a mechanic who meets the requirements, and don't contact me again during the period. I will naturally contact you when the time is up. , I need a quiet environment for the next work.”

"Do you need some people to come to Jolaches to help you, Captain?"

"No need for the time being." Cassia replied. Afterwards, he went to the mine and opened a camouflage net, exposing a limousine with a simple interior modification to the sun. After about ten minutes, the place returned to natural silence. Two nights later, Cassia carried the sufficient amount of water and food she purchased onto the limo, retrieved the second-generation Holy Sword, and returned to the constant temperature room. In addition, it took a day to adjust her condition. Cassia knew that even if various problems would arise during the process, they would never happen to her.

And it is also a kind of training for oneself. Using a heavy holy sword to do delicate work is a harsh test of one's own strength and control.

This morning, Cassia opened her eyes from a few hours of semi-sleep. After getting up to move her body, she finally picked up the second-generation holy sword that was all pale silver. The high-frequency sound waves in her throat were immediately released, and A dense mechanical touch network also clearly appeared in Cassia's head. The tough metal alloy on the outside had no resistance to the sharpness of the holy sword. Soon, with a hissing and distorted sound, several thumb-sized metal pieces fell, and several intertwined thin red lines appeared. In Cassia's pupils.