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"Rumble —"
With a roar, an aircraft rose from the ground at high speed and flew toward the dark red sky.
The two worlds were very close. The vast, cracked orange land looked like it would collapse at any time. The commander in the aircraft looked at the sky anxiously as he drove the aircraft at maximum speed.
"Hurry up …" The commander stared at the screen in front of him. His hand was almost bleeding from his anxiety.
"Where are we going? I said we were going back to communicate with the consciousness … "
The Scholar sat in the back of the aircraft. That was the only place she could squeeze in, but she could still communicate with the pilot.
"Only two bases have a translation device to communicate with the consciousness," the commander said. "The other bases don't have it … We have to go to the nearest city to get it!"
Boom! The aircraft suddenly accelerated again, and like a beam of light, it swept across the sky. The surrounding snowfield slowly changed into … an orange world.
The anxious commander did not have time to pay attention to the scenery outside. The Scholar, who was still calm, looked at the changes in the surrounding environment with some surprise.
The snow on the ground had disappeared, and it had become a plain made up of blue-green dwarf plants. The orange color mainly came from the air. The atmosphere seemed to be mixed with countless orange dust, causing the air to be completely in this color.
At the same time, the Scholar also saw … a city appear in the distance.
Along with the high speed of the aircraft, the city was getting closer and closer. Everything about it was getting clearer and clearer. This was a rather bustling city. There were countless vehicles going back and forth on the ground. The lights of advertisements between the buildings were constantly flashing. There were also many aircraft flying in the sky.
Busy demons walked or flew in the streets. They did not fly long distances, but jumped between buildings. Almost every building had many protruding platforms for them to land on. It looked very interesting.
And looking closely, these demons looked very nervous. Many of them looked at the sky after taking a few steps. The sky was too close to the melted area, which made them look quite … fearful.
At this point, no matter how anxious the commander was, he had no choice but to slow down the aircraft. However, it still flew towards a building at a much faster speed than the surrounding aircraft. When it landed on the take-off platform of the building, the commander hurriedly walked out of the aircraft.
The Scholar walked out with him. Fortunately, the demon's doors were high enough, so the Scholar had no problem entering and exiting their buildings. But the Scholar had always wondered why the doors were so high.
"You …" "You are!" "What is this?" "A new type of machine?"
Walking along the corridor covered with soft carpets, the demons that passed by all looked at the Scholar and the others with a surprised expression. It seemed that many of them knew the Commander, and their evaluation of the Scholar was that it was … an ordinary machine.
The commander and the Scholar walked to a door. Before the door opened, the Scholar heard the voices inside..
"As expected, we should have activated all the Freeze Missiles!" "No, we should have blasted it away as usual. I don't know if the Freeze Missiles would have any effect." "But if we blasted it away at such a close distance, it might affect us!" "But it's better than it crashing into us …"
The voices of discussion suddenly stopped because the commander pushed the door open and walked in.
This was a … conference room. A group of demons sat in a circle. When they saw the commander enter, they all closed their mouths. Only one spoke.
"You're back." This demon seemed to be more … prestigious. The others looked at him and said, "We detected your aircraft's signal just now. Why did you fly here and not contact us directly?"
"Many things have happened …" the commander said. "We don't have time to chat now. I want the latest will-translating device!"
"Translating device?" The demon was stunned. "Isn't there one in the capital? Why did you fly here? "
"You …" the commander said. "You really don't know what happened in the capital?"
"What happened?" the demon asked. "We were in contact with the capital …"
"…" It seemed that even a city so close to the capital had no idea that the capital was frozen. The commander was silent for a few seconds. Then he continued, "Anyway, hurry up and give me the translating device. We must save our world!"
"Save?" the demon said. "The translating device can do that … Okay, I understand!"
"Now, bring the translation device to my aircraft. I'll wait for you on the rooftop!" After saying this, the commander quickly walked out of the building. The Scholar followed closely behind.
Back on the roof, the commander walked to the side of the aircraft and silently looked at the dark red tunnel in the sky. "Do you think communicating with willpower … will really work?"
"I don't know," the Scholar said. "But I think this is the only way to try."
"The only …" the commander said. "We still have some weapons that can blow it back again, but … I know that it's temporary. Even if it goes back, it's meaningless."
"So, I plan to believe you … and try this only way," the commander said. The commander said, "But we've never communicated with it. It doesn't respond to our signals."
"Maybe there are some ways to make it respond," the Scholar said. "We …"
"They're here!" A sound came from the entrance of the roof. They turned around and saw a group of demons carrying a … statue over.
"Okay, put it in the cargo bay!" The commander said as he walked into the cockpit. The Scholar and the statue squeezed into the cargo bay.
"What a strange machine." "What is this machine for?" "Why does it look so strange?"
A few demons carrying the statues commented on the scholar for a while before quickly leaving. As the hatch closed, the aircraft slowly flew into the sky.
Boom! After a sudden acceleration, the aircraft flew toward the burning world in the sky.
The flight did not take long. Perhaps it was because the distance between the two worlds was too close … After a brief glimpse of the scenery of the Void, the Scholar Walker once again saw the scorching earth.
This world had not changed at all. The scenery was still very familiar to the Scholar. The aircraft swept across the land and flew toward the shadows of the mountains in the distance.
Soon, the shadows became clear. Once again, the Scholar saw a base that was very similar to the previous two … a base built in the mountains.
The aircraft landed at the top of the mountain. The doors of the cargo hold and the cockpit opened at the same time. The Scholar stepped onto the scorching hot platform. Just as it was about to take a step forward, it heard … no, it received a signal.
"You're here." "You're back." "Did you find them?" "Can they save the world?"
This was the brainwave of the brain-created monster. It was directly transmitted to the Scholar. The Scholar realized that the commander did not seem to hear it. It quickly walked over.
"Who are they?" The Scholar sent a message back to the brain-created monster.
"They are the things you call the modifiers!" "Yes, those things. They can save the world. They have the power to save it!"
It was rare for the brain-created monster to speak so clearly, so the Scholar replied, "The modifiers said that they have no connection to this world."
"Is that so? That would be a great pity, as their world is destined to be destroyed, "Li Qiye said.
"Why?" the Scholar asked. "What do you know?"
"We are summoned by it." "We listen to its language and understand its summoning!" "It's summoning us! It knows us! "
"Why are you spacing out?" The commander had already walked to the Scholar's side. "Quick, we need to move this down!"
"Coastal commander!" At this time, a group of fully armed demons appeared at the entrance of the base from the aircraft platform. They quickly ran over and said, "We already know what happened at the coastal base. It's really …"
"There's no time!" The commander said. "Quickly move the translator inside. We need to communicate with the consciousness!"
"But … the headquarters has already given the order to retreat. They are preparing to bomb this world!"
"Bombing is useless. It can only alleviate the situation. It has been like this for so long!" the commander said. "We need to use a new method! Move quickly! "
"We … we understand!" The demons quickly moved the translator out from the cargo bay and then moved into the base.
The commander and the Scholar followed. After entering the base, they went around a lot of corridors and finally arrived at a room full of surveillance images.
This room was very similar to the room that the Scholar and the rest had been to before. It was just that there was no statue here … but now there was one.
The surveillance images showed the situation in the base. The demons in the base were very anxious as they moved all kinds of things. It looked like they were indeed planning to retreat.
"Then, we have already established communication." The commander adjusted the image in front of a screen and then turned to the Scholar. "How do we communicate with the consciousness?"
"Let me try." The Scholar placed her hand on the statue. This time, the signal she received … was finally not the brain-created monster's signal.
It was a very … strange feeling.
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