High Above

  Chapter 898 All but substantive assistance (6200)

   "The situation is bad."

  By using the power of Terra's heart to observe the movement in the distance, Ian's soul returned to his body.

  He said to his companions in the conference hall solemnly: "I saw that the virtual world in the distance has become pitch black. Although it is not the darkness I predicted, it is not far from it."

   "That's the Black of Resentment—that area has been completely swallowed by resentment."

   Speaking of this, Ian let out a deep breath: "Flying Flame has used demon technology!"

   At this time, more than a week has passed since Xiahui City was attacked.

   This week, Xiahui's city hall team has been working overtime from top to bottom, and they have been thoroughly punished.

  Although the fall of the airship did not cause casualties, the economic loss was real—the material cost of the shelter tower was also money, not to mention that the damage caused by the overclocking of Adalbert was even difficult to recycle, and everything had to be built from scratch.

   Moreover, some of the passengers who died when the airship crashed were Xiahui Ling's partners.

Although most of the passengers in that empty boat were not very good with Xiahui Ling, after all, people who were late in the skyboat on the day of the groundbreaking ceremony of the Chongling Holy Land were not allies no matter how they thought about it. It's not even as good as those who didn't come, at least the other party has no connection with Xiahui leader.

   But even if it's just a partner who seems to be a close partner, it's still a partner.

For example, Viscount Rimore, Ian can know with his toes that he who has cut off the other party's financial resources is simply the opponent's mother-killing enemy, but no matter how much Viscount Rimore wants to knock Ian to the ground, at least now he They are still supplying raw materials well, and they dare not steal or play tricks.

And on that empty boat, there were three imperial nobles who were of the same level as Viscount Rimore, and there were also many other minor nobles and ordinary businessmen. Some of their final destinations might not be the Xiahui Territory but Harrison Port, and the result was confusing. Confused to explain here.

   By the way, Ian left a mess.

  Now, the Rimore family is frantically asking about Ian's specific situation, and all past contracts are voided. They even announced that they would sue Ian in the Imperial Court to expose the vicious true face of Ian under his beautiful skin.

   "Just go ahead and sue, no matter how much you sue Viscount Rimore, you won't be able to come back! He has turned into a cloud of ashes in Xiahui Territory, and has become the farm fertilizer of our territory!"

Even a good-tempered person like Ian would be very angry when he met a mentally handicapped noble family who messed around. He directly threatened: "You guys better not come to Nanling for me. If you come to Nanling, look at me. You can also make it into fertilizer!"

  At that time, no one dared to speak in the entire conference hall, and everyone was watching, not daring to offend the goblin lord who had turned the conference room into a freezer at minus 50 degrees.

  —But to be honest, this kind of temper is really a fairy.

  The crisis this time is not just the annulment of the contract.

  The demon legion in Flaming Land cut off the traffic arteries in the southwest province, and there was a big problem in the exchange of materials.

"Boss, the Imperial Noble Hall just sent a message saying that we don't have to worry about the threat of those families! They also said that at present, our Earl of Silver Peak should play an example of the imperial nobles, quickly rectify the chaos in Nanling, and take precautions against flying flames." Prepare for the raid."

At this moment, Qingchao reported good news, and Ian sighed after taking a big gulp of Coke, "If they know who the victim is, if they really dare to let those idiots sue me, I will fly away today The western province killed all those mentally handicapped people and blamed them on Flameland."

After thinking for a while, Ian waved his hand and said, "Tell them, there are big things in the virtual world on the western border, and the crisis is at least a natural disaster level. The devil in the environment, but it may not be able to handle that thing."

   "Yes, Boss!" Qing Chao readily agreed and then he asked cautiously: "Are we really not sure?"

"I can't tell. At the very least, I have to pay a very high price." Ian said, he pondered for a moment, recalling the process on the way to the star, and said slowly: "At the very least, after this demon army is fully formed in the future, the first If you don't take action at the five energy level, you can easily destroy a small country."

  —I was almost blown away, isn't that just an easy way to destroy a small country?

  Nodding slightly, the Prophet said solemnly: "Even if I can deal with it, it shouldn't be me. Are all the imperial people dead? The main battlefield is not in our Nanling."

   "Scott, go and see if Adalbert is awake. When he wakes up, tell him to wait in the void. I'll check on him."

At this moment, after thinking about the countermeasures, Ian began to assign tasks: "If you don't wake up, go prepare for the refugee camp - although the Nanling leaders suffered a lot of casualties in the attack this time, being cold-blooded is not a bad thing for us. In the future, we will There are a lot of refugees coming to seek refuge, first prepare the camp, prepare food and medicine."

   "Beware of infiltration, there must be flying flames spies inside."

"Yes, my lord." Scott responded bluntly, and Ian continued to explain to Qing Chao: "You protect the seedlings in the training camp. They are all practitioners of meditation. They don't have fighting power yet. One of us will die." In the future, there will be one less team core, so you should guard against them and protect them.”

   "But you also have to be prepared to send out missions. There are many people who should be killed and need your sword."

"Okay, Boss!" Qing Chao didn't hesitate, as the most popular instructor with no airs, Qing Chao has always been very popular in the training camp, he can be regarded as the big brother, and Ian is not afraid of his mistakes, Because Qingchao's son immigrated from Jinggeya some time ago, he has good qualifications and was selected into the training camp as a member of the second batch.

   "Roland, Daxueding will continue to work. I will hand over all the Iron Man construction teams to you. They will work 24 hours a day. We must build a sustainable core as soon as possible. The war is now, and the Holy Land is the future."

   "Old Farr, your lifespan is approaching its limit."

Ian looked to the other side of the conference room, and he seriously warned: "You have been in charge of writing your thoughts in the laboratory recently, and there is no example in our territory of the artificial soul holder after the natural life span of death, you As the cadres of the territory, you must do a good job of ideological awareness—death is not retirement, do you understand?"

  Although what he said was hardly human, both Roland and Old Fal laughed. They got up and saluted Ian: "I promise to complete the task, my lord!"

  Finally, Ian turned his head to look at Xiou who looked expectant.

  The real dragon had a face of ‘What about me? What about me? ’ Excited expression, and Ian thought for a while: "You... go to accompany your mother, Miss Huaan, Shuangdie and the others. Instructor Dongyu has gone to the South China Sea to help carry the fairies. You are ready to receive the work."

   "Okay Ian!"

  Although it is very forceful, this task is indeed very important, so Xiouye left happily.

  After finishing everything in his territory, Ian frowned and sat in his seat, looking at the various reports in his hand.

  Compared to today's general environment, the group of small and medium-sized nobles from all over the country who died on the airship, and the damaged shelter tower led by Xiahui, are not considered a crisis at all.

Although the foundation laying ceremony did not end perfectly, all forces saw with their own eyes that the Chongling Sect had mastered the technology of man-made psykers, and the envoys stationed in the Chongling Building also witnessed the fall of the airship from a high place, and the collapse of the Xiahui City. Protect the defense of the formation.

  The high-rise building with dozens of floors did not become a target and was destroyed by the enemy. This alone is enough to make the Chongling Building a monument—as long as it exists for a day, the people of Xiahui City will not lose confidence.

  Not to mention the subsequent incarnation of Adalbert as the Giant of Light, he gave the territory a wave of points. Even on the day of the attack, Ian was asked by a group of people, 'What kind of technology is that? ’ ‘How much money can we cooperate with? ’ This kind of question.

  In terms of impression alone, if it weren’t for the current war between the Empire and Flameland, Ian’s wave of publicity would at least attract the cooperation of four or five forces and several waves of investment.

  Although other forces do not have a better defensive formation than the shelter circle, for example, within the empire, is there no small shield generator based on the imperial capital as a template? At least Ian knows that the latest generation of armor is basically equipped with small shield generators, which have no disadvantages except high energy consumption.

  Even so, the technical reserve of this kind of thing can never be too much.

   "The really important issue is that the defense line of the western border has been 'dismembered'."

  Looking at the map projected by the Heart of Terra, Ian frowned, and painted a large area of ​​scarlet in the area between the West Territory and the South Ridge.

Under Flameland's scorched-earth tactics, the western fortress group, which was like an iron wall, was bypassed by Flameland from the Void Realm led by Grand Duke Thorin - on the other side of the mountain range, even the Void Realm has barriers, but Duke Thorin's rebellion As a result, there is a gap in this barrier.

  The Evil Legion relied on its elusive mobility to destroy all the supply routes of the fortress group at fixed points, and slaughtered all the villages and cities along the way.

  Because the demon army does not need supplies, does not need to live to obtain information, and has no morals, it is easy to carry out this kind of negative defense.

   And the demon legion can even use such actions to create a lot of resentment, infuse the void, and even secretly create some kind of 'big thing'... If there is no accident, it is at least a monster of the fourth energy level.

  In just one week, the demon legion destroyed all the living forces in the western region that had not retreated to the big cities for defense. Except for those villages located in forests and mountains, all the small towns around the official road had become no-man's land.

  The number of deaths may have exceeded one million.

   This is real war.

   Now that the demon legion's peak is pointing directly at the golden plain, their goal is definitely Nanling, and it can be even more certain that it is the 'Silver Peak Leader'.

   And, this is not the end.

  The demon corps is one of the two bloodlines of Feiyandi's "Nirmathus bloodline" technology.

  The Absalom bloodline is the bloodline that really confronts the Western Territory Legion.

  When Nemathus invaded the western hinterland of the empire, the kings of Absalom had already dispatched the royal army, and were engaged in an extremely tragic war of attrition with the western fortress group. They spared no expense, lives and ammunition.

  Their purpose is to exhaust the supplies of the Western Legion as quickly as possible when the Western Fortress Group has no supplies, and then swallow and annihilate all the capable and viable forces in the western part of the empire.

   "Marquis Barton, where is our trump card?"

While signing several documents, Ian asked the Heart of Terra to help him connect with the Marquis of Barton: "Don't tell us that we need to use the power of this dilapidated rural place in South Ridge to stop the demons, the 19th Legion and the South China Sea Is there any power in the fleet that I don't know about?"

   "No more. The 19th Army Corps and the South China Sea Fleet together have ten squadrons of armored teams. Counting the spares, there are a total of 41 armored teams. They can't defend the Golden Plain."

  The Marquis of Barton has also been very busy recently—but Ian, who needs to coordinate the mountain people to increase their armaments and coordinate war production with various forces, is not as busy. That's why he wanted to transfer the power to Ian. He had foreseen the end of Feiyan's all-out raid, so he distributed the stall to Ian.

   "That's enough."

Ian estimated that forty armored units are already a large force for Nanling, and no amount of drivers may be enough. The productivity of the empire is actually far better than the ability to train drivers. There is a reason why the emperor has artificial intelligence-assisted armor.

   Now, Ian can completely transform these 40 armored units, connect with the heart of Terra to conduct precise and high-precision combat, and can also collect armored combat data to accelerate the automated armored driving technology of the Heart of Terra as soon as possible.

At that time, he will forcibly take over the military factory near Nauman City, and let the heart of Terra drive one when the time comes to produce one. I will use artificial intelligence to drive all the drivers. He exchanged one for one, and four for one was Feiyan's loss!

Of course, the idea is good. Ian will not be able to think of a way to forcibly take over the military factory other than killing people. Those are all military nobles of the 19th Legion, and the Marquis of Barton is just the biggest manager in it. Even if it's true, it's impossible for those people to give up the place of production in their hands, even if it's just 'borrowing'.

  Because they are afraid, the loan will not be repaid.

  Ian will not return it.

  And he was really thinking about **** all the members of the empire who got in the way, so that he could take power alone.

   "There is no need to kill."

But the Marquis of Barton seemed to have seen what Ian's silence meant. Although he couldn't guess that Ian's purpose was the factory and alchemy workshop in Nauman City, he could fully guess that the young earl wanted to turn Nan Ling's five fingers were clenched tightly into fists, facing the approaching flying flames.

   And if you want to clench your fist, you must crush something.

He smiled and said: "Nanling encountered such a serious surprise attack, obviously it was the responsibility of the garrisoned 19th Army Corps, several leading officers of the Legion, including my son, will be interrogated by military courts in the next two months. "

   "Although the final result will not be a problem, after all, it has nothing to do with them, but within these two months, we, or in other words, you have the final say."

"good."

   Received a satisfactory answer, and Ian responded curtly: "This saves a lot of nonsense."

  But he still frowned and asked: "It's just, Lord Marquis, I mean, is the 'Emperor Capital' really just sitting and watching like this?"

   "Since Feiyandi has infiltrated us to such an extent that the supply routes of both the South Ridge and the Western Region have been captured, then we must have almost infiltrated them as well."

   "The demon legion is not a new thing to me. I dare say that the Academy of Gnosis has definitely mastered similar technologies. At most, it is because the research progress is different in different directions-is there really no prevention on the Empire side?"

   "Didn't you predict it?" The Marquis of Barton sighed: "Then you know that this kind of 'crisis' situation is needed in the imperial capital."

"So, what about the means of invigorating people after the crisis?" Ian said, "It's like Feiyan bombing my main city with an airship, but I took it down with a protective circle-what am I talking about now, To do what you want to do is to say the same thing as a god.”

   "The imperial capital must have a similar idea, so what about their 'protection circle'?"

   “…a city of learning.”

Pausing for a while, the Marquis of Barton seemed to be thinking about whether he could tell Ian the news, but finally said clearly: "The Empire and the Capital of Knowledge launched an in-depth technical cooperation twenty-five years ago, and the degree of secrecy is second only to the The process of forming an alliance with the Canaan Moorish Party."

   "What cooperation?"

Finally squeezed out some news from the old fox, Ian's eyes lit up: "Let me think about it, the research advantages of the capital of knowledge are the virtual world and the mechanical technology of the pre-epoch civilization, as well as the most cutting-edge alchemy, the etheric furnace core. ...Could it be the Void Machine God? Or..."

   "We each paid a huge price, and both sides got satisfactory results..."

  The Marquis of Barton did not respond to Ian's questioning. He just said slowly: "As for the specific content, Ian, you can't know for the time being. We know you won't reveal it, but I have...a problem. I can't say it."

  —Soul Seal? Or the oath circle?

  Ian believes that the Marquis of Barton will not entertain himself here, he must really be unable to tell.

  As for the level of secrecy being so high...

   "The beast of a thousand stars?"

  Ian lowered his voice: "Is it the research on the beast of a thousand stars?"

"you?!"

The Marquis of Barton was really stunned this time. Even though he was separated by the communication circle, he could still feel his shock: "How do you know? Could it be that you came from the Qingyue Pagoda Master in Canaan Moor?" ...uh, wait."

   Thinking of Ian's identity, the Marquis of Barton said solemnly: "Could it be that we will really use it in the future? The situation is so bad?!"

   "No, not really."

Ian is very clear that the "Key of Darkness" of the Beast of Thousand Stars is likely to be the last resort of some kind of dead hand system similar to Terra. Without the existence of the Empire, Terra has no meaning of existence. They are really crazy enough until the button is pressed.

  So, when the Marquis of Barton suspected that Ian had "prophesied" the existence of the Beast of Thousand Stars, he couldn't help being shocked by that future—could it be that the empire lost like that, and was it going to drag the whole world into the water?

  This is the same as people on earth knowing that they will really press the global nuclear button in the future. Although it is shocking, it does not feel impossible.

  Even if it is stopped by the Four Orthodox Churches and other forces, the Dark Key may not be able to destroy Terra, but it will definitely be no problem to drag the hostile forces such as Flameland, Heavenly King's Court, and Junling Castle into the water together.

   "It's fine if it doesn't work."

The Marquis of Barton also breathed a sigh of relief. Ian even knew about the Beast of Thousand Stars. Even though he still couldn't tell the secret because of the oath, he felt much more relaxed: "Although the progress of Feiyan's demon army is beyond our imagination, So much so that we didn’t remove those armed civilians, but we do have countermeasures.”

"Although I don't know why, the man-made demons in Flameland can evade the automatic elimination system of the Void Mech God, but our research on the Void Realm is enough to manipulate the Mech God and hold a few key fortresses to suppress them—as for how to suppress them at a disadvantage? Turn defeat into victory...the answer is in the sky."

   "The sky..." Ian raised his head thoughtfully, looking at the sky above Xiahui City.

  Although it was daytime, Ian could vaguely see the shadows above the sky with the blessing of the prophetic vision and the gift of the star god.

  Dragon Island, which orbits the Earth's equator, always passes through the South Ridge.

   "I probably understand it." He said: "No matter what kind of heaven it is, I can roughly understand it... so how long do I need to persist?"

   "Two months."

  The Marquis of Barton said solemnly: "Two months, Ian."

   "The empire has won for too long, and there is no sense of crisis anymore."

   "It's like the people in your city will no longer feel afraid when they encounter an attack similar to an airship falling again... The empire has overcome too many crises and powerful enemies, and the people have forgotten the taste of failure."

   "Even if the former emperor Inaiga II died in the dark moon turmoil, the empire still stood firm. Our majesty even guarded all the territories, and no enemy dared to invade."

   "People are used to winning, so winning is meaningless."

   Speaking of this, the Marquis of Barton sighed: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty Axel, I have always regretted it."

   "When he was chatting with me in private, he would occasionally be as vulnerable as he was decades ago... He muttered to himself, saying that he has always regretted that he managed to defend all the territories back then."

   "He should throw away a little bit, and it doesn't matter if there is a little more, as long as the core area is intact, those small leftovers should be occupied by other forces."

   "In that case, although his own prestige will be lowered a little, people will all hold their breath, and will hate those enemies who gave them shame and failure, and become united in hatred."

   "These two months are a necessary humiliation. If you don't humiliate, you won't wake up the sleeping imperial people."

   Is it like this... because I won too much, so I don't feel a sense of crisis? But the ones who died... came down to arrogance.

  Ian thought about what the Marquis of Barton said. He felt that the other party was exaggerating. The Empire definitely had deeper considerations.

  However, two months is enough for him to roughly rectify the management structure of Nanling, and forcibly spread the terminals and Heart of Terra to other noble territories.

  By that time, after two months, no matter whether the empire succeeded in counterattacking or not, at least Flameland would no longer be able to infiltrate Nanling like it did before.

Well, from this point of view, the empire's theory is correct. If this group of stupid little nobles in Nanling hadn't died and been severely injured in the previous attack, a capable person like Ian wouldn't be able to grasp it. Power in the palm of your hand.

   "What more do you need, Ian."

  Marquis Barton said: "The empire can give you all support except real help."

   "That's enough."

Although "all support other than substantive help" sounds very interesting, what Ian needs is not resources, but "name": "Master Marquis, I need you to announce in the name of the Governor of Nanling that Nanling is completely Switch to wartime military management mode."

   "And, with the slogan of 'Preventing Infiltration', it is announced that Nanling must be connected to the Internet - the 'Nanling Provincial Mutual Aid Network' developed by Yinfeng leader."

   "I just need this."

   This transitional plot is over, and the next one is the Nanling War. After laying the groundwork for so long, it's time to write a cool plot!

   I originally wanted to ask for leave, but it was discovered that there was a manuscript, so I can't ask for leave now. But there is one thing to say, it is normal to ask for leave if you have a manuscript. Recently, I have a lot of things to do with my parents. There is no fixed time code, and I basically save manuscripts at regular intervals to avoid interruptions.

   If something happens suddenly and there is no time code word, then the update will not be beautiful.

The Inheritance of Light posted yesterday was indeed a saved manuscript. I don’t know why, but I clicked on regular update, and the result was sent out on the spot. If it was a follow-up to the day’s update, it would be fine, it would be an update for everyone, but then It is an update in the next few days, and there are still 2 chapters in the middle, so I can only ask the editor to delete it.

   In the future, find time to send a free extra to everyone who subscribes automatically. If you don’t want a free extra, you can ask me for a refund, or add an update at the end of the month?

   There are double monthly tickets at the end of the month! Everyone can save one!

  (end of this chapter)