Link's expression remained unchanged, and after the Dimensional Codex boasted, he said flatly: "What it says, everyone just needs to listen to it."

"Helen, you can open the Scroll of Life."

Helen couldn't wait to open the ancient scroll and discovered that although the sealing energy of the previous Trinity was still there, it had completely failed.

Helen looked at the words inside and was stunned.

Other people around also gathered around and saw the epic things recorded in the ancient scrolls of life.

Although only a few strokes, the vastness and danger of the universe are vividly displayed.

After reading the contents of the ancient scroll, Helen summed it up and said: "Head of State, are we going to visit the hometown of the five sages next, looking for clues left by each of them?"

"Smart. But before that, we still have to do what we have at hand and inquire about the intelligence news by the way. With our current strength, it is still too reluctant to investigate these five places. We should go after a little bit stronger."

Helen couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't it possible even if there is a black throne?"

"Almost meaning."

Helen immediately understood Link's meaning, and the previous battle with the predators made Helen think that their strength was good for the universe. But Link's "almost meaning" gave her a pot of cold water. It turned out that they were still a long way from the mainstay.

"Helen, Penny, and Troy. The Scrolls of Life are kept and guarded with top secrets, and I am not allowed to display them. Visiting research must also be authorized by me personally. Do you understand?"

Link adopted the highest level of protection for the life scroll. After all, this ancient scroll represents the authority of the 3.0 version of the S-level mission.

Once the ancient scroll was lost, Link's mission also came to a standstill.

On the other side, the treasure hunter and the five-mouse team returned to the rest area with the original Scroll of Life.

In the pavilion outside the rest area, Tang Jiu and Soda Pork Ball yawned one after another, their eyelids fighting with each other, and the whole person was stumbling like drunk.

"Hey, don't fall asleep, the people who insist on changing the guard for another half an hour will come." Tang Jiu shook the soda pork ball beside him, but the soda pork ball was already blurred by now, and he shook the whole thing lightly. People sway uncontrollably from side to side like a spring.

The two didn't notice that the treasure hunter took the five mice into the shadow from the corner. The soldier in the mercenary group who was in charge of the night watch was in the same state as the two players at the moment, and they were both sleepy eyelids fighting.

The treasure hunter and the five mice were familiar with the room where they had stolen the life scroll. The water rat and the bamboo rat with the largest size and the strongest strength, and the others pressed their buttocks to push the life scroll back into their shoes. In the mezzanine.

By the time these were done, the six mice were so tired that they were sweating, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.

Suddenly, the person on the bed turned over and moved. The six mice all exploded. The treasure hunter made a silent gesture. All the mice crowded in the dark corner, covering each other's mouth and nose, without making any noise. sound.

Battings couldn't sleep well at night, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

After waking up in the middle of the night, the first thing is to lower your head to check your own shoe sandwich.

After opening the mezzanine, I saw the living scroll of life, and then he let out a sigh of relief: "It seems that I have been thinking too much..."

After confirming that the things were still there, Battings's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he lay back on the bed, letting out a long, releasing groan. After a while, the steady snoring sound gradually sounded, and the mice hiding in the corner breathed a sigh of relief. Then, under the rapid command of the treasure hunter, he left quickly.

The rats had just walked out of Battings' room with their front feet, and suddenly heard rustling noises from the other side.

Driven by curiosity, the treasure hunter decided to go and take a look.

A series of complicated tactical gestures were given to the five-mouse agent team, and the six-mouse advanced in an orderly manner and approached the target.

Soon, in a dark corner, they saw...

The next day.

The macaw and the silver hand came to the rest area again.

When I saw everyone in the mercenary group, the macaw opened its wings and shouted, "Everyone, we meet again~"

Battings barely squeezed a smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This fat parrot is really homemade!

Looking at my mercenary group, there are many people who clapped their hands with a sincere feeling. Among them, the loudest and most intensive is Lev. He laughed with big teeth and made him happy. Seeing the silver hand is like I saw my relatives.

When Battings saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh: People are confused and the team is not easy to take.

As soon as the Macaw's **** hit the sofa, he went straight into it: As for Captain Battings' question yesterday, I've already asked the head of state, and I can give you an official answer here. The damage to the expensive transport ship is relatively large. It will take some time to repair..."

Battings was about to speak, but was quickly interrupted by the macaw's eyes and hands: "Although the project is arduous, after all of us worked overtime, we finally repaired the transport ship in general, leaving only a few details."

Battings was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the mechanical fortress could successfully repair the medium transport ship in such a short period of time.

Even if the ship is handed over to Qunxing Port for repair, it won't come under this kind of damage within a month. It can only be said to be a high-level civilization, and the repair speed is far beyond what they can imagine for a low-level civilization.

"We are very grateful that you can save from the predators. We will not bother you with the remaining details. We will wait until Qunxinggang to repair. Lao Jin, you also know that we still have tasks on our hands, and we have to rush to give them. The Roseville Foundation reports the results and it is not appropriate to stay for a long time." Battings said almost beggingly.

The macaw pretended to think and thought for a while and suddenly said: "Since you have said so, you should be really unaccustomed to staying here, and you are in an arrow. The head of state just said that if you want to leave, you can send you to The nearest galaxy transition gate. But before that, Yuan will meet you again and give you one last gift."

Battings grinned, his smile almost reaching the roots of his ears. He never expected that things would go so smoothly. Could it be that his previous thoughts were all superfluous, and the higher civilization really didn't have any covetousness for them?

"Gifts are not necessary. All of us have been harassed for a few days and are already very panicked. It would be inappropriate to receive gifts."

"Well, since you are so reluctant, then just let it go, I hope you don't regret it~" The macaw raised her irritating little eyebrows, and the expression on her face was also quite weird.

Battings really regretted it for a moment, and didn't know what the gift this advanced civilization gave him was. If it's something amazing, can't you be able to keep pace with all the stars?

But Battings thought about it, the Roswell Foundation's remuneration has already been very rich, and people must be content, and don't end up in a situation of unthankfulness because of their temporary greed.

"Then when will the head of state meet us?"

"Seeing you all feel like an arrow, let it be tonight. I will arrange for the head of state to meet you tonight. After the end, you can board the ship and leave." The macaw waved a big hand.

Battings suppressed the joy in his heart forcibly, still saying some hypocritical scenes.

"Oh, I really don't know how to thank you. Without your help, our mercenary group will most likely be wiped out this time."

Now that everything is said to be done, and he can leave later, Battings feels comfortable and no longer presses down, and chats with the macaw. Macaws could have talked about the mountains, but now the two of them put down their vigilance, and they talked a lot of fun. It was a bitter to see each other.

The original purpose of the Macaw and Silver Hand was to listen to what the universe saw and heard. Battings led the mercenary group to travel north and south in the Morwall galaxy group, and they also experienced battles of various sizes. The goods in their stomachs are called a foot. One is happy to say, the other is in place, just like a pair of confidants.

"I'm so angry, I didn't know Lao Jin earlier. It's really rare to find such a good friend in the universe." The expression on Battings's face was a little frustrated, "It's a pity that we just met and we will be separated soon. , I don't know when we meet next time..."

The macaw patted Battings on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, maybe we will suddenly appear again after you encounter difficulties next time?"

Battings chuckled, and Quandang's macaw said kind words.

"The universe is so big, and your goal is not here, I am afraid the chance of meeting again is slim. If there is a real chance of meeting in the Morwall Galaxy Cluster, I will definitely invite you to the Starport for a drink!"

The macaw has a heavy nose, glanced at Battings sideways, and teased: "Your dignified Battings mercenary group leader, you only have money for a cup, isn't this too stingy? Lev is more generous than you. , I heard him say just now to ask the silver hand to stay drunk and not return!"

One sentence caused Battings to hide his face and confess the crime, and the rest of the rest area burst into laughter.

After a while, Battings said sternly: "Seriously, after receiving your hospitality for a few days, I still don't know the name of your civilization. If you are really lucky enough to see you again in the future, but you don't know your civilization, it's really not counted. is a friend."

"This big iron lump is fine if you call it a mechanical fortress or a black throne. As for our civilization, has it been said before, the zero-level waste Saturn civilization."

Battings laughed: "Are you deceiving the ghost? The Zero Civilization drove the black throne across the universe and exploded the predator's pirate ship power sail? The mechanical fortress form must be a kind of disguise. You must have some secret missions. Execute, otherwise it will not appear in the remote corners of such remote galaxies..."

It's just that Battings just finished speaking, and the whole person suddenly froze for a while.

Because he found that the macaw's small eyes were shining brightly, the silver hand's gaze on the side became deep, staring at him as if looking at the prey again, as if waiting for a command.

The atmosphere of laughter and laughter froze suddenly, and the air seemed to be condensed.

Battings knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he was too relaxed and finally said what was in his heart.

The other party is exposed, if this is investigated, I am afraid that it will not be necessary to clean up all the killings.

The movements of everyone in the Battings mercenary group froze, and the big beads of sweat on their foreheads leaked out. At this moment, I felt that my life did not belong to me.

The macaw was holding the wine glass, leaning against Battings like a big boss, and hugging Battings' shoulders with a smile: "What do you mean by hook 8, we are the zero-level civilization waste Saturn. You're afraid it's not wine." Do you start talking nonsense after drinking too much?"

Battings nodded in a hurry, and echoed: "Yes, that's right, I have a bad memory, it is indeed a zero-level civilization waste Saturn."

The macaw nodded with satisfaction, with a teachable look in the child's eyes, leaning closer and whispering: "My old man, I treat you as a friend, so I give you a piece of advice. The less you know, the safer you will be. No matter what you hear in the future. Regarding the mechanical fortress or the Black Throne, we will always remember that we are the waste Saturn of zero civilization, you know?"

Battings was shocked by the momentum on the macaw at this moment, and nodded repeatedly.

"Hehe, that's right, since you drink too much, let's stop drinking and let's play a game together!" The macaw patted its wings and attracted everyone's attention.

Suddenly the gas field withdrew, and everyone in the Battings mercenary group only felt the pressure on their shoulders dissipated, and couldn't help sighing.

Hearing that the macaw was going to play a game, everyone's emotions rose and echoed again and again, and the atmosphere suddenly became enthusiastic.

"what game?"

"This game is called you come and think, let me guess, my mother, think of something in your heart, and then let me guess, how about you nod if you guess it?" Battings was shocked, thinking that the macaw would Mind reading.

But in the next second, the macaw pretended to be mummy and mummy was talking about it for a long time, and it looked like it was still talking about it.

Then suddenly opened your eyes and said: "What you thought was that although you successfully survived from the predators, you have to return to Qunxinggang to deliver the mission. However, there seems to be a lot of coincidences in this attack. If you think about it, there was a premeditated plan. A sense of horror, do you want to find the undercover among the members of the mercenary group?"

Battings froze for a moment, and to be honest, he didn't think so at all. UU read www.uukanshu.com, but met the determined and serious eyes of the macaw, and the mood was complicated. I just felt the aura of the macaw because of the gaffe, and now the atmosphere has just eased. If I say no, the scene will definitely fall to the freezing point again. On the other hand, being mentioned by the macaw also aroused doubts in his mind.

Battings showed a surprised expression and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth: "How do you know that you can really read mind?"

Seeing the expression on the head of the regiment that seemed to be fake, the members of the mercenary regiment in the audience made a sensation and they were all whispering. Isn't this attack not an accident, but a well-planned premeditated?

"Then do you want to know who this undercover is?" the macaw asked with a smile.

Battings almost nodded.

The macaw suddenly put on a pair of glasses, stretched out its wings to help the temples, and suddenly the lens flashed two cold lights, and there was exciting music in the room.

The undercover ishim!

One of the immature-faced members of the macaw finger.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on this person, showing an expression of disbelief.