Chapter 2054 Help

The receptionist at the front desk didn't care about Mo Ye's silence and continued, "If you don't want to leave the dna identity verification, the rent will be increased by 50%, and the imperial currency will not be charged. The star alliance common currency can be exchanged for energy mines on the spot. This is the price surface."

The slender blue arm stretched out and a light screen fell in front of Mo Ye's eyes.

The prices of various rooms are clear at a glance. As expected, only energy mines are the only hard currency in war-torn areas.

Especially in this embarrassing location, neither the imperial currency nor the common currency of the Star Alliance is easy to use.

Mo Ye glanced at the lobby, and was a little surprised that all the lobby staff in this hotel were non-human beings.

"Master, these tall blue-skinned people are the natives of this planet, and Boulder City gives priority to their job security."

Mo Ye nodded, and put three fingernail-sized energy mines on the table.

The blue-skinned receptionist picked up the detector and scanned it three times. After confirming that it was correct, he handed over the room card, "I wish you a safe and happy stay."

Mo Ye held the room card until she walked into the elevator and could feel several mental powers and sights locked on her body. There was no killing intent, but the meaning of looking and observing was obvious.

There was already a person standing on the right side of the elevator, covered in black plush, looking like a giant bear with its head down.

The moment the elevator door opened, the giant bear raised its head and stared at Mo Ye with brown cloudy eyes, staring blankly for several seconds before slowly moving away.

This person has been leaning against the elevator door motionless, with his hands in his waist pockets, and he can't see what he is holding.

Mo Ye's room is on the twelfth basement floor.

When the elevator door opened again, Mo Ye walked out of the elevator, the eyes behind him locked tightly.

Is it because he recognized her as Mo Ye, or for other reasons?

Along the way, Mo Ye has already received the baptism of many eyes, staring at him tightly, and it is not over until Mo Ye walks into the room.

"They know me?" Mo Ye thought to himself that this possibility is not impossible. Mo Ye has been wanted in the Weilan Empire too many times.

The underground room has no windows, and the surroundings are airtight. If you look at it with your hands, you will find that it is high-density metal, which can withstand several waves of attacks even if it is subjected to large-scale bombing.

This is a high-strength and high-defense safe house prepared for war, and it is not unreasonable that the accommodation is more expensive.

"Your environment is good, much better than the quarantine area."

Hearing this, Mo Ye looked at the picture on the light screen in his right eye, and through Yan An's line of sight, he could see the empty gray wall. Dozens of people in a room were subjected to a series of basic disinfection, bathing with potion, and laser disinfection. After the treatment, he was placed in a hall to wait quietly.

Banzhuan was almost washed out by the flood. One can imagine how irritable the uncle Banzhuan who hates water is at the moment.

Then Yan An was taken to another room, and everyone was placed in a small room with transparent columns, where they could observe in all directions without blind spots.

"I'm glad I don't need to take off my clothes." Yan An was really relieved.

Mo Ye saw many weeping and panicked people, and soon a round, dark-skinned girl with festive braids appeared on the light screen and looked at Yan An with a smile.

From this camera angle, it is obvious that the cubicle where the girl is located is directly opposite Yan An, and the distance is very close.

"I found something, I'll talk to you later." Yan An cut off the screen as soon as he finished speaking.

Mo Ye arranged two magic circles in the room, then took out a metal box from his pocket, released two mechanical mosquitoes, and then left.

Walking out of the room, the feeling of being locked in by people's eyes reappeared, lingering like a shadow.

Maybe it was really recognized, this idea popped up in my mind.

"Master, the perennial war here does not rule out the presence of spies from the Weilan Empire, or professional mercenaries."

This also means that someone may reveal her coordinates and whereabouts for the large bounty of the Weilan Empire, or take action directly, everything is possible.

Mo Ye left the hotel lobby, and within a few minutes of walking to the street, he heard a shrill siren.

"Woo"

"Woo"

The long ringing alarm bell reminds everyone to find a safe place to hide.

The people on the street didn't have much reaction to this, most of them just looked up at the sky, cursing and speeding up their pace.

Clouds of black mist suddenly appeared in the blue sky, followed by a slight shaking.

"It's the third time this month, why hasn't our army caught those lurking spies yet?"

"Not a spy, but an imperial soldier."

Passers-by seem to have become accustomed to such a situation.

The attack didn't come from outside the atmosphere, it was from inside the planet, a very close attack, which meant that the enemy was on this continent.

In other words, some imperial soldiers successfully sneaked in?

"Master, I'm on a mission. In a battle two months ago, an imperial cruiser crashed in the southern hemisphere. Shortly after that, Boulder City was often attacked, so everyone suspected that the frequent attacks came from the imperial soldiers inside the cruiser. Not a single Imperial soldier has been found in the information released so far."

The security check in Boulder City is stricter than the information provided by the rebels, which is also related to a certain extent.

"Master, the liaison officer of the rebel army stationed in Boulder City left you a message, do you need to arrange a meeting?"

Mo Ye squinted slightly and looked up at the bursting black clouds and the scattered flames in the sky, "Not for now."

The rescue coordinates point to this galaxy, but Mo Ye really can't see where the people in the escape pod want Mo Ye to rescue them.

There was no clue to make Mo Ye wonder if this was some hacker's joke.

Confused.

Mo Ye walked hundreds of kilometers along unfamiliar streets, but he didn't feel very tired because of the blessing of lightness and wind.

From noon to evening, Mo Ye walked for most of the day, and his mental strength and sight behind him continued to follow unabated, following him every step of the way.

This is really puzzling, these people stared at her but didn't take any action, even if she deliberately walked to some remote places that were inaccessible, she didn't jump out to take any action.

Just surveillance?

For a moment, Mo Ye was unable to determine why these people followed him, for what purpose and which side they belonged to.

"Did the anonymous mail find you?"

"No, master, no news."

Mo Ye nodded, not urging, no matter what the purpose of those people was, they really asked for help or they had a conspiracy, and there would be no news of it.

After figuring this out, Mo Ye was not in a hurry, and remembered Yan An who was still in the quarantine area.

After Yan An took the initiative to close the real-time shared viewing, there was no news. If it wasn't for the existence of his spiritual imprint, Mo Ye really doubted whether the head of Yan Datuan was treated as a virus-infected person.

Just when he was thinking of Yan An, Yan An's voice came from the magic pattern communicator, with only two simple words.

"Help"

(...The dividing line that will be replaced tomorrow, the author also knows that this thing appears too frequently, and it will soon develop into a manual, this is definitely the last time (─. ─|||

The sky is dark and dull, and the area on the edge of the volcano is full of hot and pungent smells because of the thick volcanic ash that has lingered for a long time after the eruption.

The ground was potholed, and red magma flowed along the cracks, bubbling and bubbling.

In this piece of magma-swept land, only one place is covered by ice, which is not affected by the aftermath of the volcanic eruption.

The red land, the frozen ice, and the heavily armed men in black.

In the village covered by the protective cover at the other end of the ice, a group of Goblins wearing animal skin armor and holding spears or bows and arrows has already gathered where the people in black can't see.

If you underestimate these goblin warriors because of their retro outfits and simple equipment, you will suffer a lot.

If they really want to fight, Zarat's team will be able to experience the overbearing and brutality of an ancient civilization's technological weapons and the extreme speed of the Goblins that do not conform to human biology. It will be an unparalleled strength beyond imagination. hit.

"Battalion Commander, the intruders have entered the attack range, should we give them a little bit of strength?"

"Don't worry, wait a minute, the patriarch hasn't issued an order yet." Marza, the leader of the warrior battalion who was biting the dead grass, looked at Sarat's group of people from the surveillance screen like watching a group of happy monkeys.

It's not that they won't beat you, but that they can beat you to death whenever they want.

In the eyes of the Goblins, the masses of human beings are scumbags, and being able to find their villages is considered a bit of skill, but they can only be regarded as monkeys that jump more powerfully.

On the other side, the young Earl Sarat looked at the Goblin village in front of him with an inexplicable expression.

"Sarat, is this the place?"

"Um"

There was a wave of heat in Zarate's heart, and he found it. This is the place that kept calling him. He had seen this place in the illusion before, and it was not wrong.

The extremely smart and loyal subordinates, who surpassed the science and technology of the Empire and even the Star Alliance, will soon be able to master all of this. Thinking about it makes people excited. By then, the family will not be suppressed by the corrupt and incompetent royal family. Willing or unwilling to live in the desolate Northwest Starfield all the time, the glory of the Hamur family should shine on the entire empire, not just the Northwest Starfield.

Just when Zarate's heart was boiling with enthusiasm, the square-faced man in black walked up to Zarate's ear and poured a basin of cold water, "My lord, someone is chasing him. I suspect it is Vitanlia's team." There is also a royal team”

The square-faced man in black knew how much preparations his lord had made for this operation, and he would never allow someone to sabotage him just as he was about to kick the door.

Sarat's unflappable and calm expression did not change, only a flash of sharpness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and their reactions were not slow, but it was already too late.

"They came at the wrong time" is an understatement but full of murderous intent.

As the captain of the guard next to Zarate, he naturally knows what his lord is thinking, and he must stop them even if he offends the family behind those people. "Yes, lord."

Sarat thought wholeheartedly that since he came following the call, it was God's will, and he would definitely be able to successfully obtain the greatest treasure in this ancient city.

For this operation, he sent more than a dozen groups of scouting teams back and forth, and did a detailed investigation. It depends on whether he wants to take advantage of it.

At this moment, the defensive hood of the Goble village suddenly opened, and a circular arch appeared in front of everyone.

Facing the open defensive hood, the burning light in Zarate's eyes was ambition and determination, and he resolutely led the team into it.

11 and Luo Yuning followed in the team with bitter faces. It wasn't that they didn't want to leave, but that they were trapped in the middle of the team and couldn't find an escape route.

Just walking into the territory of the aborigines so generously, this cliff is looking for death, the tears in 11's heart, he doesn't want to be buried with these men in black at all.

"They actually just walked in like this. Are they idiots? Is their IQ negative?"

"Why did the patriarch put these ugly intruders in, ah, my eyes hurt"

"Are you idiots? It's easier for us to let them in. Otherwise, what should we do if they disperse and escape? Now they are locked in the cage and can play whatever they want."

"Yeah, the patriarch is really smart"

"These hateful intruders, why did they end up one after another?"

"Kill them all"

"Are these people all revelators?"

"How is it possible, how can there be so many revelators?"

The goblins were chattering about Sarat and his subordinates, so they couldn't understand it... No wonder, the Goblins couldn't understand the ancient language, but with such a big translator, the common language of the Star Alliance kept talking It came out, and I heard it clearly.

The black-clothed people who were introduced into the Goblin residential area stood behind Sarat with their heads held high. Everyone had a suppressed and murderous air. As long as Sarat said a word, they would dedicate their lives to fight for it without hesitation, but Who will tell them why the atmosphere is so weird and what are these short green humanoids?

The aura is almost unstoppable, and I really want to wipe out all these ugly dwarf species in front of me.

These green dwarfs actually discussed how to kill them in front of them, insulting their IQ and combat effectiveness. The man in black looked at them coldly and did not refute, but patiently waited for his lord to speak.

With a handsome face, a tall and straight figure, and an inherent aristocratic temperament, Zalat, as the only adult son of the king of the Northwest Star Region of the Lausanne Empire, does have the capital of self-confidence.

But obviously this kind of illusory temperament is of no use when facing Goblins whose brain circuits are obviously different from ordinary people and whose aesthetic taste is different.

Sarat's eyes flickered, and he seemed a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

"The summoning of spiritual power was suddenly interrupted"

The saint beside Zalat frowned, "Maybe it's because we have reached our destination."

Salat heard the words and agreed with such speculation.

But there is still a trace of worry in my heart, is this really the case?

As soon as Cameroon appeared, I saw the scene of the onlookers surrounding the intruders. Hey, one was sent away just now, and another came. Usually, there is no one in hundreds or thousands of years.

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