"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, I've taken a big risk to bring you here this time."
Adda Loveles used the data board in his hand to give Loken, Ford and Faya their heads. Loken and Ford, who had been chattering, then closed their mouths, while Faya looked aggrieved - he didn't say a word along the way.
After shutting down everyone behind him, the female technical priest from Zhao Akada quietly opened a door, and then everyone came to an operating room less than ten square meters.
There is nothing here, only a meditator and a screen that is not big or small.
Loveles turned on the light, then went to the contemplator, sat on the chair, and started to start the machine.
It has been ten years since she arrived in Nesson 4, and she has changed from a young girl to a mature woman, and has always adhered to her principle of "moderate transformation".
So when she sat down, the round curves outlined by the squeezed robe immediately attracted the gaze of Loken and Ford behind her.
"This buttock is so strong, I really want to come on-"
"What did you just say?"
Seeing Loveles turning back and his eyes were not good, Loken immediately coughed lightly and turned his head to the right.
"Ahhh, this place is nice and full of the lubricant flavor I like."
Loveles shifted his eyes to Ford, saying:
"Did you hear what he just said?"
"Um."
"What did he say."
"nothing."
Then, he paused in the shock of everyone, and then continued:
"Of course, it may also be non-OO organs."
Everyone was stunned, then Loveles glared at Loken and slowly pulled out something-
The chaos lasted for about a minute.
Loveless threw away the wrench in her hand and continued to operate her contemplator, while Loken, who was full of pits, got up from the ground and grabbed Ford's robe.
"If you can't speak, shut up."
"Stop quarrel, start soon."
Suddenly, the screen lights on the operation room also dimmed, and everyone was bathed in a faint green fluorescence.
The three technical priests all surrounded them and saw a space similar to a circular theater appeared on the screen. The bottom floor was empty, with only a protruding platform, and there were many private rooms floating around, like a place left for the princes in the theater.
A small section of steps connects each private room with the bottom floor of the amphitheater. Looking closely, you can see shadows sitting upright, but it is difficult to distinguish height, body shape or other appearance characteristics, and you cannot even see a clear outline, only many dim reflections.
There are 23 private rooms in total, each of which is filled with twisted light. Although there must be people sitting in those private rooms, their figures are almost indistinguishable under the cover of some technological means.
Seeing this scene, Loken murmured to himself:
"This is... a fake face."
"That's right."
Loveles nodded.
"The fake face device provided by Zhao Akada, they also participated in the auction this time."
Then she tapped the operation department and a stack of lists appeared on the screen, listing all the casting worlds that participated in the auction.
The name of Mars suddenly appeared first.
Basically, each casting world sent one or two sages, and this time it was a gathering of all sages.
"Fortunately, I am responsible for maintaining the Contemporary Array. I guess only the leader of the battle list knows. Don't spread the word, otherwise we will all lose our heads."
"Don't worry, we're just joining in the fun."
Hearing this, Loveles's eyes flashed, he hooked his finger at Loken, and the other party immediately bent down.
"I heard that the auctions are all templates with extremely completeness?"
"Yes, there are eleven templates in total, all of which are 100% complete, and they can be parsed after taking them back."
"How many STC templates did the battle team get this time?"
Loken hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"Uh...I don't know the specifics, maybe not much."
Loveles glanced at him and then stopped asking.
"I...we won't be discovered, are we?"
Suddenly, Faya, the least courageous, spoke with a retreating tone.
Originally, he didn't have the courage to participate in this kind of thing, but he couldn't resist Loken and dragged him over directly, but after seeing the list, he immediately began to retreat again.
Lovelace waved his hand and said:
"Don't worry, this is a legal monitoring device in itself. I just dig out some of the monitoring data and will not be discovered."
"here we go."
Ford suddenly spoke and attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone looked at the screen and found a beam of light appeared in the dark hall. It shone on the area upwards the axis of the hall. There was a protruding platform, and there was a throne on the platform, with a tall figure sitting upright.
Soshiyan Ariksie, dressed in gorgeous ritual armor, appeared in everyone's sight like a statue, but soon his glory was separated by another.
Standing behind his right hand, a young woman wearing a sleeveless light blue dress with a beautiful face, with long black hair as dark as a waterfall, is out of the world, and is so beautiful.
At this time, she was holding an electronic record board in front of her chest, staring at the front without looking sideways, as if she was a narrator.
"When did there be such a beauty in the battle group?"
Seeing the girl beside Soshyang, Loken's eyes were straightened.
Loveles then spat at him and said:
"Bah, don't think about it, be careful of eating explosive bombs."
"Hmm? It sounds like you know something?"
Loken turned his head, his eyes burning with a blazing fire of curiosity.
"I don't know anything."
"Tell me, it's okay, what's her name, where is she living, how old is she, and the measurements-"
Suddenly, Loveless sneered and interrupted Loken.
"I don't know what her name is, but I know where she lives."
"where?"
"Do you dare to go to the commander's bedroom?"
"ah!?"
The three men made surprised voices at the same time.
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"What's the fun of you? I happened to be assisting in maintaining the meditator array in the monastery fortress these days. I occasionally saw her figure while cleaning up the monitoring data of public areas. I was curious the next day, and I secretly checked the surveillance of the non-public area walkways and found that she was basically only out.
Now the area where the leader of the battle team appears, and they will enter and exit the leader's bedroom in the morning and evening. There seems to be no other place to live. What's even more strange is that she is not on the list of the group servants or other technicians."
Loveles stared at the beautiful woman on the screen and spoke her guess in a sure tone.
"She is likely to live in the same room with the commander of the battle."
"But...but..."
Faya seemed a little panicked, as if the secret was very terrible.
"Don't Astat have no desire in that aspect?"
"Hey, this is not good."
Loken shook his head and said in a pretentious tone:
"The commander of the battle is very human, and Astat retains the structure of that aspect, but has carried out some kind of castration on the spiritual level, but no one's spirit is rigorous. The only difference lies in what he faces."
"But Asatt should be an ascetic..."
"Tsk, what do you know about the little brat? The leader of the war team fought for the empire for more than a hundred years. What's wrong with enjoying it?"
After saying that, Loken looked at the almost unreal woman and smacked his tongue.
"It's really hidden."
Ford, who knew him best, immediately heard what the other party was alluding to, so he spoke:
"really."
"The battle team leader is at least 30?"
"In a state of congestion, individuals are conservatively estimated to be 35."
"She is only about 1.8 meters tall. Wow, the toughness value is probably higher than Katachang rubber. You must know the strength of the battle team leader, and I probably won't be a problem if I poke one or two layers of tempered glass."
"Not necessarily, she can move it herself."
"Yes, but don't you think it's a kind of ancient torture?"
Loveles didn't react at once and watched them say something inexplicable.
But a few seconds later, she finally reacted and immediately roared.
"Damn it! If you speak yellow again, I will cut all your stuff!!"
"Let's get started."
With Soshiyang's order, the beam of light moved to the twenty-square tower.
Then the floor of the platform slowly opened to both sides, and then an incredible thing rose.
"This guy—"
The one who appeared on the tower was Ditrian wearing a sage robe, and to his right hand was a small contemplator.
Chapter completed!