Chapter 671: The Detective Macaw

Link's expression remained unchanged, and after boasting about the Dimensional Codex, he said flatly, "Everyone only needs to listen to what it says."

"Helen, you can open the ancient scroll of life."

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

Helen was stunned when she saw the words inside.

Everyone else around them also gathered around and saw the epic events recorded in the Ancient Scroll of Life.

Although it is only a few strokes, it shows the vastness and danger of the universe vividly.

After reading the contents of the ancient scroll, Helen summed it up and said, "Fuhrer, are we going to visit the hometown of the Five Sages next to find the clues they each left behind?"

"Clever. But before that, we still have to do our job well, and inquire about intelligence information by the way. With our current strength, it is still too reluctant to go to these five places to investigate. We should go after a little stronger."

Helen couldn't help but said in surprise: "Even if there is a Black Throne?"

"Slightly mean."

Helen immediately understood what Link meant. The previous battle with the Marauder made Helen think that their strength was good in the universe. But Link's "a little bit of meaning" poured cold water on her. It turned out that they still have a long way to go from the mainstay.

"Helen, Penny, Troy, the ancient scrolls of life are kept and guarded with top secrets, and thank you for showing them to the outside world. Visiting research must also be authorized by me personally, do you understand?"

Link uses the highest level of protection for the Scroll of Life. After all, this ancient scroll represents the authority of the 3.0 version S-level task.

Once the ancient scroll is lost, Link's mission will come to a standstill.

On the other side, the Treasure Mouse and the Five Rat Team returned to the rest area with the original Scroll of Life.

In the pavilion outside the rest area, Tang Jiu and the soda pork balls yawned one after another, their eyelids were fighting each other, and the whole person seemed to be drunk.

"Hey, don't fall asleep, the person who insists on changing the guard for another half an hour will come." Tang Jiu shook the soda pork balls beside him, but the soda pork balls were already confused at the moment, and he gently shook the whole People sway uncontrollably from side to side like a spring.

The two of them didn't even notice that the treasure hunter led Wushu into the shadows from the corner. The soldier in charge of the night vigil of the mercenary group was in a similar state to the two players at the moment, and they were also fighting with sleepy eyelids.

The Treasure Mouse and Wushu were familiar with the room where they stole the Ancient Scroll of Life. The largest and most powerful ones, the Water Rat and Bamboo Rat, and the others pressed hard against their buttocks to put the Ancient Scroll of Life back into their shoes. in the interlayer.

After doing this, the six mice were already sweating from exhaustion, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.

Suddenly, the person on the bed turned over and moved a bit. The six mice bristled together, and the treasure hunter made a silent gesture. All the mice huddled in the dark corner, covering each other's mouths and noses without making any noise. sound.

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

The first thing I do when I wake up in the middle of the night is to look down at my shoe interlayer.

After opening the mezzanine, I saw the living ancient scroll, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems that I think too much..."

After confirming that the thing was still there, Batins' tense nerves finally relaxed, and he lay back on the bed and let out a long moan like a release. After a while, the steady sound of snoring gradually sounded, and the mice hiding in the corner breathed a sigh of relief. Then, under the quick command of the Treasure Rat, he left quickly.

The rats just walked out of Batins' room, when they suddenly heard a rustling sound from the other side.

Driven by curiosity, the Treasure Mouse decided to go and have a look.

After sending a series of complicated tactical gestures to the five-mouse special team, the six-mouse moved forward in an orderly manner to approach the target.

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

the next day.

Macaw and Silver Hand come to the lounge area again.

As soon as he saw the mercenary group, the macaw spread his wings and shouted, "Everyone, we meet again~"

Batins forced a smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This fat parrot is really familiar!

Looking at my mercenary group, there were actually quite a few people clapping their hands with sincerity. Among them, Lev was the loudest and most intensive. He laughed so happily that he saw the silver hands. I saw my relatives.

Seeing this scene, Batins couldn't help but sigh: People are confused, and the team is not easy to lead.

As soon as the macaw's ass touched the sofa, he went straight to the point and said: "I have already gone back and asked the head of state about the question from Captain Batins yesterday. I can give you an official answer here. The damage to your transport ship is relatively large. It will take some time to fix..."

Battings was about to speak, but was interrupted by the macaw with quick eyes and hands: "Although the amount of work is arduous, but after all of us worked overtime, we finally repaired the transport ship in good condition, only some details are left."

Batins was overjoyed. He did not 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 Qunxinggang for repair, it will not be able to come down without a month of this kind of damage. It can only be said that it is a high-level civilization, and the repair speed is far from what they can imagine for a low-level civilization like them.

"Thank you so much for saving us from the predators. I won't bother you with the rest of the details. We will wait until Qunxinggang to repair it. Lao Jin, you also know that we still have tasks on our hands, and we have to rush to give them to us. The Roswell Foundation reports the results, it is not advisable to stay for a long time." Battings said almost imploringly.

The macaw pretended to think, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Since you said so, it should be really unaccustomed to staying here, and the heart is like an arrow. It just so happened that the head of state said that if you want to leave, you can be sent to you. The nearest galaxy transition gate. But before that, the Yuan chief will meet you again and give you one last gift."

Battings grinned, his smile almost reaching his ears. He never thought that things would go so smoothly. Could it be that the previous thoughts were superfluous, and the higher civilization really did not have any coveted hearts for them?

"There's no need for gifts. We have been harassed for a few days, and it's inappropriate to receive gifts."

"Okay, since you rejected it like this, let it go, I hope you don't regret it~" The macaw raised a snarky eyebrow, and the expression on his face was quite funny.

Batins really regretted for a moment, not knowing what the gift this higher civilization gave him. If it's something powerful, wouldn't it be possible for him to rise above the sky and become a star port?

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

"Then when will the Fuhrer meet us?"

"Seeing that your hearts are returning like arrows, then tonight. I will arrange for the head of state to meet you tonight. After the end, you can board the ship and leave." Macaw waved his hand.

Battings forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, and he was still talking about hypocritical scenes.

"Oh, I really don't know how to thank you. Without your help, our mercenary group would have been wiped out this time."

Now that everything has been said and he can leave later, Battings is in a good mood and is no longer depressed, and chats with the macaw from all over the world. The macaw could have been able to talk about mountains, but now the two of them put down their vigilance and chatted happily, it was just a matter of meeting.

The original purpose of the macaw and the silver hand was to listen to the universe. Battings led the mercenary group to go south and north in the Morvol galaxy cluster, and also experienced battles, big and small. One said it was happy, the other held it in place, like a pair of confidants.

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

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

Batins chuckled, and Quan when the macaw was speaking politely.

"The universe is so big, and your goal is not here, I'm afraid the chance of seeing each other again is slim. If there is a chance to meet in the Morvol galaxy cluster, then I will definitely invite you to Qunxinggang for a drink!"

The macaw snorted heavily, glanced at Battings sideways, and teased: "You are the commander of the Batins mercenary regiment, and you only have money to buy a cup, isn't that too stingy? Lev is more generous than you. , just now I heard him say that he wants to invite Silver Hand to stay drunk and not return!"

One sentence caused Battings to cover his face and plead guilty, and the rest of the rest area burst into laughter.

After a while, Batins said solemnly: "Seriously, I have received your hospitality for a few days, and I still don't know the name of your civilization. If I am lucky enough to see you in the future, but I don't know your civilization, it's really not a big deal. is a friend."

"It's okay for you to call this big iron bump the Mechanical Fortress or the Black Throne. As for our civilization, have you said it before, the zero-level waste Saturn civilization."

Battings laughed: "Are you lying? Zero-level civilization drove the Black Throne to gallop across the universe, and blew up the pirate ship's powered sails with one shot? The mechanical fortress form must be a disguise, and you must have some secret mission to do. Execute, otherwise it would not appear in such a remote corner of a remote galaxy..."

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

Because he found that the small eyes of the macaw were shining brightly, and the eyes of the silver hand on the side became deep, staring at him as if to look at the prey again, as if waiting for an order.

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

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

Expose the other party's old bottom, if this is investigated, I am afraid that it will not be murdered and all cleaned up.

Everyone in the Batins mercenary group froze, and the sweat beads of the size of the beans seeped out on their foreheads. At this moment, they felt that their lives did not belong to them.

The macaw held a wine glass, leaned towards Batins like a big boss, and smiled with his arms around Batins' shoulders: "What are you talking about, we are a zero-level civilization waste Saturn. Did you start talking nonsense after drinking too much?"

Battings nodded hurriedly, and echoed: "Yes, yes, I have a bad memory, it is indeed the waste of Saturn of zero-level civilization."

The macaw nodded with satisfaction, and with a teachable look in his eyes, he approached and whispered: "Old man, I regard you as a friend, so I will 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 matter of the mechanical fortress or the Black Throne, always remember that we are a waste Saturn of zero-level civilization, you know?"

Battings was speechless by the momentum of the macaw, and nodded again and again.

"Hee hee, that's right, since you've been drinking too much, let's stop drinking for now, let's play a game together!" The macaw flapped its wings to attract everyone's attention.

Immediately the aura disappeared, and everyone in the Batins mercenary group felt the pressure on their shoulders dissipated, and could not help but sigh.

Hearing that the macaw was going to play a game, everyone's emotions were high and they echoed one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became warm.

"what game?"

"This game is called you think about me and guess. Laoba, you have one thing in mind, and then I will guess. How about you nod your head when you guess?" Battings was shocked, and thought that the macaw would Mind reading.

But in the next second, the macaw pretended to act, and the mummy and mummy in the mouth coaxed for a long time, and it seemed to be a little crazy.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "What you thought in your heart just now was that although you succeeded in surviving from the predators, you would return to Qunxinggang to deliver the mission immediately, but this attack seems to have many coincidences. If you think about it, there is a kind of premeditated plan. Horror, you want to find out the undercover among the members of the mercenary group, don't you?"

Battings was stunned for a moment, to be honest, he didn't think so at all. But meeting the macaw's determined and serious eyes made me feel complicated. I felt the macaw's aura just now because of my slip of the tongue. Now the atmosphere has just eased. If I say no, the scene will definitely fall to freezing point again. On the other hand, being mentioned by the macaw also aroused doubts in his heart.

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

Seeing the expression of the head of the group that did not seem to be fake, the members of the mercenary group in the audience were sensational, and they were all whispering. Could it be that this attack was not an accident, but a well-planned premeditated plan?

"Then you want to know who the undercover agent is?" Macaw asked with a smile.

Battings gave a strange nod.

The macaw suddenly put on a pair of glasses, stretched out its wings and supported the temples, and immediately the lenses flashed two cold lights, and loud music sounded in the room.

The undercover is - he!

The macaw pointed to one of the young-looking members.

Immediately, everyone's eyes focused on this person, showing an unbelievable expression.