Chapter 2113 Visit

The latest chapter of Interstellar Mage

The ice on the roof of the building melted, and the young man stood in a puddle of piercingly icy water. A layer of frost was still condensed on the surface of his body, and his hair sparkled with ice crystals.

With a wave of the young man's hand, more than a hundred soldiers disappeared in the blink of an eye. If you look carefully, you will find abstract lights and shadows gathered and recycled into his hands.

"These shadow guards are really useless, and they don't know how to catch up."

The young man complained, and raised his hand to wipe the air, "Call the Chief of the Special Service Investigation Department of the Nanhu District of the City Defense Army."

"Please wait a moment, it is connecting."

After a while, ripples on the water surface appeared in mid-air, light spots gathered, and a figure appeared. Carice Doutchen turned around, and the corners of her lips parted, "How is the progress?"

"Report sir, mission failed."

Carliss put her fingers crossed on her chest, her tone was a little impatient, her expression was not good, and her warning eyes seemed to reach the young man directly across the communication light curtain. "Captain Tarot Curry, I believe in your ability."

"Although the mission failed and temporarily lost the trace of the target person, I found something else."

Tarot Curry talked about the mirage that suddenly appeared.

Carliss recalled the findings of the Tarot report, and everything explained that Mo Ye was different, and the emergence and disappearance of the mirage might be inseparable from it.

And the key to this is Mo Ye, whose origin is unknown. Carliss flipped through the character investigation report to the last page. Every page was full of question marks and ellipsis. Simply put, there was no such person.

Mo Ye is not a registered citizen of Peters, but her ability to freely enter and exit the complex just shows that she has extremely high authority.

"Find someone out."

"Yes, sir."

"I will temporarily increase your authority. You are fully responsible for this matter and don't alarm the district."

"Yes." The relaxed smile on Tarot Curry's face faded away, and he placed his right palm with the pattern of a tree and vine dagger on his chest with a serious expression.

When the phone was hung up, the light and shadow in front of Tarot were scattered, and the scattered light spots disappeared without a trace.

tick tick,

tick tick,

The melted drops of water kept dripping down, leaving a string of water marks on the ground following Tarot's footsteps. When he walked to the corridor and entered the room, the wet water marks on his body had evaporated, and even the frost on his head had melted. Evaporating, the soft hair fluffed over the shoulders.

Raising his left hand, his fingers sketched out of thin air, and the lavender rays of light converged, "Comprehensively search, seal off the work area, and call for full-frame surveillance."

The pointer on the blank dial only jumped a few times, and the white-collar worker whose clothes were stripped in the bathroom curled up in a corner and fell asleep.

"Wake up."

Tarot waved his right hand in the air, and five shadow guards appeared.

These soldiers covered in black combat uniforms stepped forward and lifted the sleeping workers up, patted them, didn't wake up, shouted, didn't wake up, shook them, still didn't wake up.

Tarot didn't finish speaking, but just flicked his fingertips impatiently at the hem of his trousers. This time, the shadow guard's movements suddenly became much larger.

Snapped!

A slap across the face, bow left and right.

"Drug coma?" Taro muttered to himself.

"What about monitoring?"

Tarot asked again on the communication terminal, and the result he got was not pleasant.

It is useless to see the full picture of white-collar workers being kidnapped and robbed in front of Tarot.

In the screen, there is only a figure that is about to become popular, floating by, and then drifting away, and then it disappears.

"Multi-element attributes?" Tarot said to himself, waving his hand to turn off the surveillance screen in the air, looking down at the white-collar worker on the ground who was holding the toilet with a smile on his face, and flicked his fingertips.

The shadow guard stretched out his fingertips to touch the worker's forehead, a white light flashed slightly, and the energy was triggered.

An information cursor visible only to him appeared in front of Tarot. He glanced at the information and recalled the important identity information, "Immediately locate Bob Ma, the current location of the third-level engineer, and pass the monitoring information screening."

Since Mo Ye was wearing the clothes of the horse engineer, it was likely that he had sneaked into the work area disguised as him.

Tarot didn't know why his immediate boss and mentor would deliberately investigate this suspected hunting soldier, and he didn't even want to disturb other districts. Obviously, there was a more convenient and quicker way than manpower.

If you can't figure it out, just give up and wait patiently for the result. Tarot's curiosity is immediately put aside and devoted to the work at hand.

"I want precise positioning."

This time there was no notification of insufficient permissions, and all commands were responded to.

Tarot shrugged and smiled, "It feels good to have high authority."

What Tarot didn't know was that the one who felt the same way as him at this moment was His Excellency the Mage.

The rune tablet is in my hand, I have it in the world... oh no, I can get it anywhere without hindrance.

Mo Ye was wearing a fake mask that was easily recognizable to the people here, but he was not taken down and arrested.

"This 4D printed mask is probably not even a toy product here." After Xiao Qi came to this conclusion, he was both excited and emotional. The difference in civilization level is too big, maybe he is at the level of a child's toy, this kind of thinking After it came out, Xiaoqi's frightened tears rolled in her eyes, she almost burst into tears, and suddenly felt very sad.

Mo Ye, who is semi-literate and scientifically illiterate, can't understand the entangled feelings of his own intellectual children.

The colleague of the white-collar worker saw through Mo Ye's disguise the moment he looked at him. The other party looked at Mo Ye's face, his brown pupils dilated, first he was puzzled, and then suddenly realized.

The expression was so clear that Mo Ye could see clearly without spending his mind to think.

Oops, it was found to be a fake.

Mo Ye was thinking about how to deal with this situation, whether he should also be stunned by drugs, or just leave him immediately.

After all, being recognized all the way is impossible to integrate into the investigation, let alone want to do something else.

However, the plot turned around.

The man stared at Mo Ye, nodded in understanding after a sudden realization, and asked tentatively, "Private visit in a micro-clothes, disguised in plain clothes?"

How to deal with this situation, Mo Ye nodded subconsciously.

"Inspector, don't worry, I won't tell. You are busy with your work, so I won't delay you." After speaking, he left with a smile and continued to work.

Mo Ye stood there in a daze, and was misunderstood as an inspector again. What exactly does this inspector do?

Not just one person, but every staff member Mo Ye met afterward had the same attitude, "We know you are a private visit via Weibo, so we won't tell you."

Everyone smiled with such clear eyes. Mo Ye was a little inexplicable and felt a little weird. In any case, although there were some small twists and turns in the matter of wandering into the work area, it unfolded very smoothly.

The square where Mo Ye is now is completely transparent and divided into different office areas. From the conversations of the people passing by and the contents of some bulletin boards, it seems that this area seems to be a mechanical engineering area, where engineers participate in different research projects.

Each project team has a different number of engineers, and some of these research engineers write and draw.

Mo Ye looked sideways at the project signs outside this area, but couldn't understand them.

"The maximum energy release of the spiritual engine reactor under the action of gravitational waves..."

"Speak the Common Tongue."

"Master, I have already translated."

Very good, it's not just that the text is incomprehensible, even if Xiao Qi translates the text into the current common language of the Star Alliance, Mo Ye is still at a loss.

What is it all about? According to Xiaoqi, this is the only study that it can understand so far, and it can't understand other related content at all.

Even Xiaoqi's blind eyes are no different from illiterate, let alone Mo Ye.

The amount of knowledge is so small that Mo Ye feels ashamed. Suddenly he feels that he has read too little. After thinking about the vastness of the universe, the road to the pursuit of the true meaning of magic is long and the energy is limited. Forgiving one's ignorance is not a very difficult thing.

Mo Ye randomly chose a room to enter.

There is a door made of silver light outside each project research room. Non-researchers are not eligible to enter. Mo Ye saw an engineer walking into the wrong door with his head buried in the silver light before being pulled away by the silver light.

But when Mo Ye tried to enter, he raised his wrist, and the rune stone bracelet automatically vibrated, unimpeded, going wherever he wanted.

It went so smoothly that Mo Ye daily suspected that she was actually in an illusion, and everything was just her imagination.

Walking into the project research room, Mo Ye visually estimated that the area was about 500 square meters when he looked outside the door, but when he walked in, Mo Ye realized that he still had too little knowledge.

In an open space of at least a thousand square meters, engineers and researchers wear uniforms with collars of different colors to concentrate on their work.

From Mo Ye's point of view, many people were just standing with their hands scribbling in the void. There was no light screen. There was no such thing as a light screen, and there were no displays on the wall, or anything.

Some people are standing in the transparent instrument, dancing or doing movements carefully.

At this time, if someone came over to Mo Ye and introduced that this was actually a ward of a mental hospital, Mo Ye would also believe it.

These uniformed staff looked so focused that they grimaced and muttered in the air, looking completely insane.

"What are they doing?"

Xiao Qi didn't answer Mo Ye immediately, but paused for a while before answering, "Doing research."

Is this answer too perfunctory?

Mo Ye glanced at Xiao Qi, and saw that the little guy's eyes were full of blue data streams, obviously doing high-intensity calculations.

Mo Ye stood in the front hall for a while and walked in. A researcher in a uniform with white cuffs was stunned for a while when he saw Mo Ye, and then pretended to be calm and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Mo Ye.

Now that he has been mistaken for an inspector, he might as well exercise his rights.

"lead the way."

"Ah?" The researcher looked down at the cloud of air in front of him and then at Mo Ye. It seemed that he regretted meeting Mo Ye's eyes.

"Take me around."

The researcher scratched his hair, looked around at his colleagues looking at their work, and could only accept the helpless fate of becoming a guide.

The researcher stood beside Mo Ye and led the way, pointing to the staff on the left who were gesticulating in the air in different cubical compartments, and introduced, "This is our program practice group, they simulate the program running in the mimic space to find Bug, do the final test, and after they pass this procedure, they can enter the warehouse to be implemented and apply for trial use." The researcher was very excited when he talked about this, and the depression of being caught as a guide calmed down a little.

Walking straight forward, there is a 200-meter runway as long as Mo Ye's eyes light up as he walks forward, which is an interesting discovery.

This research room adopts the technology of embedded space. Mo Ye had read about it in Mr. Brad's notes, but he didn't have time to study it carefully, so he didn't expect to see the entity here.

The actual capacity of the space inside the door is much larger than that outside the door, but it does not occupy a physical space.

When the researcher continued to walk down with Mo Ye, Mo Ye once again found that he had underestimated the space technology here.

The embedded space is not single but in the form of nesting dolls. One is embedded in another, and a long string can be pulled out with a single pull, which is almost infinitely extended.

"This is the design room, where all relevant concepts are proposed and conceptual drawings are drawn."

Now Mo Ye understood what these people were doing by painting and drawing on the air, and she couldn't see those patterns.

Go straight ahead, turn a corner, and enter another embedded space.

The number of embedded spaces is astonishingly large, which means that the space technology involved must be very powerful, and it needs to cooperate with the space master's mental power matrix to go through precise and meticulous calculations.

So far, Unknown Mo Ye has not found any gaps in the nesting space, and the connection is perfect without any unstable fluctuations in space energy.

A perfect, exquisite masterpiece.

But in this place, in this city and in this building, this extremely sophisticated and extremely complex space technology in Mo Ye's heart can be quantified and widely used.

Since this project research laboratory is like this, Mo Ye believes that other research laboratories cannot favor one another, and the configuration should be similar.

This shock was extremely shocking to Mo Ye.

Seeing Mo Ye's footsteps stop, the researcher leading the way looked over nervously, worried that he might have said something wrong, and if the inspector picked on him, it would hinder the progress of the research project.

The researcher immediately said, "Would you like to take a look at the engineer's conceptual design demonstration, this design will soon enter the second stage of mimicry control."

The researcher reached out and patted outside one of the dancing engineers' compartments, and a string of cursor text popped up.

Mo Ye didn't know what this person did, and the scene she saw immediately changed.

The engineer, who seemed to be slapping and beating against the air before, seemed to be floating in the air. At this moment, he was being entangled in a series of colorful metal texture lines. I saw him catching the scattered light spots and filling them back into the lines.

Mo Ye's barren imagination couldn't guess what he was doing. It looked like he was knitting a sweater, but it was not wool but those data streamers.

In the blink of an eye, the previous floating feeling disappeared, and the scene in front of her returned to the real scene. Mo Ye's expression was stiff while wearing a simulation mask, thinking whether to ask or not to ask, she didn't understand what the engineer was weaving at all. sweater.