MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 173 173 173 raids

The transmission speed of the main **** was beyond imagination, and the conquerors received newcomers, and the number of them increased greatly in a short period of time. They followed Xie Zhenshu and established their own living places in the urban area. On the other hand, the teleportation point really began to move. It approached the urban area at an extremely slow speed, and the space of the hall at the bottom was also expanding infinitely. .

Su Heting didn't want to give up the teleportation point to the main **** system, he wanted to fix it in the conqueror's living place and give it to the conqueror himself to control. To this end, he and Jue made great efforts.

"Because it is closed on all sides," Su Heting drew a picture for Jue, "and it is underground, as long as the ventilation system is perfect and there is a separate elevator running, it can be used not only as a storage room, but also as a shelter."

Recently, Jue no longer moves around in the shape of a "tree". It breaks away from the shell so that it can live anywhere. However, as one of the symbols of the conqueror, it rooted the tree in the center of the living place, connected all directions with rhizomes, and provided everyone with a communication device capable of long-distance communication. At the moment, it is building a small three-dimensional model according to Su Heting's drawing.

Su Heting said: "At the same time, it must be fixed so that it does not move with the coordinates set by the main god, can you?"

Jue said: "It takes a little energy of mine to fix it, but since I've been getting smarter lately, this energy is nothing."

Jue's voice is more lively than before, this is the credit of the blue virus, because the virus was originally created by imitating it, and now it has "digested" most of it.

Su Heting felt relieved and said, "It's amazing."

Jue turned the three-dimensional model around a few times, and said, "It's strange to always call it a channel, let's give it a name too."

Su Heting said, "What do you want to call it?"

Jue said: "Invincible—"

Su Heting said, "It's too long."

Jue had no choice but to remove the prefix, and said honestly: "The place of birth, I want to call it the place of birth."

Su Heting picked up a pen and scribbled the name on the paper to express his approval. After he finished writing, he tore it out, and pasted his name on a fluorescent board, where the various areas of the living place were marked.

Jue illuminated the fluorescent board and said, "People are amazing."

Su Heting said: "Yes, people are really amazing."

Jue said: "Now I will start to look forward again, maybe Park Lin is living somewhere."

It evolved rapidly, and its thinking problems gradually increased, but it was never discouraged in finding Park Lin. Although it carries the memories of countless people, Pu Lin is not included in those memories. Park Lin is like erased data, as if it only exists in the bubble phantom of time-limited hunting.

Su Heting threw the pen back into the pen container with a relaxed expression: "That's great, we can have a drink in reality."

He always talked about the difficulties as not so difficult, as if finding Pu Lin and returning to reality were certain.

Jue imitated the teacher's tone and sang: "Our great guide—"

Su Heting got goosebumps and said, "Don't read this!!"

Jue said, "I'm praising you!"

Su Heting said: "Praise me in my heart."

Jue was not convinced, and said, "Sir, you will listen to the end every time."

Su Heting ignored it, picked up the small lamp, and said, "I'm going home."

His "home" is located in a certain villa area, where most of the conquerors live, because the rooms are spacious, a community can accommodate thousands of people, and everyone can call in time in case of emergency.

Jue said: "The chief is back."

Su Heting looked at the time and said, "He came back last night."

Jue turned off the lighting, and said, "You guys are gathering less and leaving more, he will definitely wait for you to go back today. Let me see... Well, there is heavy fog today, it's safer to go back early, remember to wear a communicator."

Su Heting picked up the lamp, held the umbrella, and said, "I'm wearing it. What about you, won't you go back with me?"

Jue flashed a book out of thin air, and the pages flipped with a "crash". It said: "I'll be late, everyone has sent me new information about gods and demons, and I want to organize them all into "Strange Records"."

It does not rely on its legs to move, and it can flash when it is done. When it is in good condition, it can be distracted by more than a dozen things. Su Heting doesn't worry about it. He said goodbye to Jue, opened the door, and stepped into the fog.

"Mr. Cat."

The conquerors who passed by greeted Su Heting one after another. They stayed here to process the information on the communicator, because the investigation team would go out in turn, and the submitted information was complicated and needed to be sorted. This job does not need to be remodeled, so many ordinary people come to do it, and many of them are old world scholars who usually discuss philosophical issues with Jue.

Su Heting said goodbye to everyone, and one of them reminded: "It's very foggy, Mr. Cat, do you need us to drive you?"

Su Heting said, "It's okay, thank you."

Bad weather is the norm in the penalty area. Fog has often appeared since a month ago, but as long as there is no rain, there is no danger.

When Su Heting left the information center, the fog was really heavy, and the Yinghua tree standing in the center of the living place was only the outline. Jue will use calculations to predict rain. When it is about to rain, the tree will send an alarm to everyone's communicator. There was no alarm today, and according to calculations, the rain would not fall until tomorrow morning at the earliest, which indicated that the mechanical **** would not be coming tonight.

When Su Heting was walking home, Xie Zhenshu just woke up. During this period of time, he ran both online and offline, and had little rest. With his consciousness, he dialed Su Heting.

Su Heting connected and said, "Hello."

Xie Zhenshu was buried in the pillow, and after a long time, he said, "Yes."

He slept too deeply last night, and he was not fully awake for a while, and the slight dizziness of the connection of consciousness also made him a little confused, so the "um" is mostly nasal.

Xie Zhenshu asked, "Where is it?"

Su Heting said: "On the way home."

Xie Zhenshu said, "Hurry up."

Su Heting said: "What are you doing?"

Xie Zhenshu paused for a while, then turned around. The communicator slid to his cheek, he pushed his temple, and said slowly, "I want to see you."

As if it wasn't enough, he said it again before Su Heting answered: "I want to see you."

Perhaps it was because of sleepiness, he spoke every word very lazily, but naturally, with a hint of force, it seemed that if Su Heting was not home again, he would come out with his sleepy hair to catch people.

Su Heting breathed lightly, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Don't act like a baby."

Xie Zhenshu said, "Oh."

Su Heting said: "I'm running."

Xie Zhenshu "hmm", got up and went downstairs. He went to the door, picked up the cat-shaped watering can, and said, "I'm at the door."

There are roses in the garden, and the data is still juicy. It is like a planting game and needs to be taken care of. But Xie Zhenshu took care of these roses very well, and he would never forget to water them no matter how busy he was, so the conquerors often saw such a scene: when the alarm was sounding, the chief commanded the battle coldly while using his Love the kitten jug for watering.

There is a small wooden sign with the word "Su" hanging on the iron fence in the garden. Because of the fog, Xie Pillow Book has not been watered for a long time. The sky in the living place is covered by trees, and the sun does not work from time to time, but its faint light still plays a certain role in lighting, so as not to make the place fall into darkness.

Su Heting in the intercom was a little panting, and he said, "Should I arrange some physical training, this broken consciousness is getting worse and worse."

Because of Jue's presence, Su Heting seldom used the small lamp anymore, but his image was already inseparable from the lamp. When everyone introduced the guide, his small lamp would always be mentioned. It's a pity that this kind of self-cultivation didn't improve his spirit. Every time he was lazy, he was resting his mind.

Xie Zhenshu put the watering can back, and the silver dots in the rose bushes chased into the house, dots flickering. He stood at the door, looked at the tree again, and said, "Can you still see the road clearly?"

Su Heting said: "Reluctantly, the fog is ridiculously thick."

If it wasn't for the absence of gods and demons in the fog, Xie Zhenshu would have suspected that the fog was set up by the main **** system. He didn't want to wait any longer, he took the coat from the door, and was about to go out to pick up Su Heting.

Su Heting was tired from running, and said, "I can't run anymore, sir."

He stopped suddenly, and his voice was a little strange.

Xie Zhenshu asked: "What's wrong?"

Su Heting said: "The sun has risen, have you seen it? It's white."

Xie Zhenshu looked up, and through the tangled branches and leaves, he saw that the sun was still stuck in the canopy. He was silent for a second, and immediately realized what he said, "It's not—"

Not the sun!

A white light suddenly appeared in the thick fog, and Bi Fang's "beep" came from the sky, and it landed together with its beak cannon, like a shower of rain, the big tree shook violently, and the siren sounded suddenly.

Su Heting said, "It's a surprise attack."

Their call was terminated, and the two were connected to different places.

Xie Zhenshu said: "Information Center, notify all the guards and ask the No. 953 investigation team to retreat immediately. Please continue to broadcast the raid information to ensure that all personnel can receive it."

Su Heting said: "Jue, please answer when you hear that, Jue—"

The staff at the information center replied: "Got it! Conquerors, please pay attention, temporarily broadcast the raid situation, and start emergency evacuation. No. 953 investigation team, please answer when you hear it, the commander ordered you to retreat immediately."

The sound of the broadcast resounded throughout the city, and the branches and leaves on the top of the huge tree collapsed under the bombardment and smashed to the ground. The figures of Bi Fang became clearer and clearer. They gathered in groups and made the sound of "beep" firing again.

Xie Zhenshu opened the car door and said, "Notify 016 and 786 to gather at the villa site urgently."

The teams are all named after the captain's number, and the information center immediately connected to the captains of the two teams, sending instructions: "Call 016, call 016, captain 016, please listen to the order, the officer said—"

As soon as the word "shuo" was issued, a cannon light hit the position of the information center. In an instant, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the air wave rushed towards the surrounding violently, shattering all the glass on the street. Amid the billowing smoke, the information center was turned into ruins.

I don't know who screamed first, followed by crying, and there was infinite chaos in the intercom. After they walked out of the sand and established a living place here, they never encountered such a serious injury again.

The rain did not fall, but the attack came.

Flame burns in the gloomy sky, half crimson. When Xie Zhenshu found Su Heting, he was looking up at the fire.

Su Heting said, "It's Zhu Rong."

The giant shadow of the old God of Mountains and Seas is looming in the sky. It is stronger than when it was first seen. Its optimized arms are wrapped around the cold snake cannon, like a statue, motionless.

The temperature in the urban area soared, the fire invaded the ground, and burned large trees.