Just as Chen Zheng was thinking about the profound question of what electricity was, he was hundreds of kilometers away.

The whole forest was covered with snow, and there was an abandoned camp on the plain next to this forest.

The buildings in the camp are covered with dark red rust, and the outer periphery is made of thick logs. There are also two wooden guardhouses in the courtyard.

At this time, this once abandoned base was becoming lively. Next to the dilapidated metal building, there were many temporary wooden tents.

A strange-looking vehicle had just stopped beside the camp. At this time, the open space in the center of the camp was already full of various vehicles. Several creatures with strange appearances walked down the vehicle and walked towards the temporary tent.

There were many figures coming in and out in the tent. Each creature was walking in a hurry like a puppet full of clockwork. There was no communication between pedestrians. For some reason, it seemed that the atmosphere in the entire camp was very depressing.

A few weird people who came down from the transportation, led by a frog head in the head of the leader, came to the largest tent in the center. Before they could speak, a green-haired dressed in a plain white tights asked inside.

"What's the discovery?"

"Wait..." The frog who had just entered was stunned for a moment, adjusted the small black circle on his collar, and then his voice came out of the round metal sheet.

"No."

"...Not found in the D13H65 area..." Green hair moved his wrist, drew a few times in the air with his only two thick fingers, and said without raising his head, "Go and get supplies, your next task is D16I65."

"Hey! We sent another mission as soon as we came back? It's almost a month since we had a rest..." Before the frog's head was finished complaining, the cuckold was interrupted impatiently.

"Do you love to go! Next one!! Hurry up!! Don't block the way!!" Green hair directly ignored the frog's head and the group, and said to another team that had just entered behind him: "What's the discovery?"

“…Isn’t it okay for me to go…”

Green Hair had no intention of paying attention to him and waved his hand twice in the air. The indicator light on the square iron block on Green Hair's wrist was on, and the phantom of the map with lattice flashed away in the air, changing to another interface full of personnel avatars. Then Green Hair stretched out a thick finger and pointed it at the photo of the frog's head...

...Then, a burly man walked in, glanced at the people present, and reached out to grab the frog's head.

"Ah! You..."

"Puff." The burly man pinched the frog's neck like a chicken, and smiled at the team members with a cruel face, and carried it to the rusty iron house in the center.

The team behind the frog's head looked at the burly man like a little giant in awe, and muttered in a low voice.

“…Look, another unlucky guy.”

"It's good that way. At least today, Lord Roshan will no longer eat people casually..."

"Yes, yes, that big fool with frog head, did he think others are not tired? But it's been more than a month, and they haven't found the slugs yet... It's no wonder that Roshan University is angry."

"Yes, yes, I deserve it if I'm eaten."

"fool……"

"Hey!! What are you going to find out?" Green Hair roared angrily.

"Here's here... Sorry, Lord Charas... we found this." As he said, the whispering man quickly handed over something.

"Well... is this..." Green hair was stunned when he took the thing.

I saw a thin black fiber quietly staying on the thick fingers of the green hair.

"We have initially identified this is the type 3 polyesterolamine fiber."

"Type 3 fiber?" Green hair's eyes lit up, and suddenly turned around and shouted at the back: "Dilla!! Do me a favor, I don't have the B-type authorization from the logistics database... Check what fiber do the slug and that Otte use for equipment?"

Behind Green Hair, a fat gray-skinned man with a long neck and wearing a pair of "glasses" slowly put down his work, slowly raised his right hand, and swung in the air like slow motion...

...Two minutes later.

"The ratio of type 3 polyesterolamine fiber to...57 special fiber... is..."

Before he could finish speaking, the impatient green hair hooked at the team waiting there and said, "Come with me."

A group of people walked out of the tent, leaving only the slow-moving fat man with long necks and continued to mutter: "... Type 3 polyesterolamine fiber 67.3%... Number 57 special fiber %..."

Oh, right.

There was also the frog-headed teammate standing on the ground and peeking at each other.

...

Green Fur and several people rushed into another tent. Here, a few guys in white tights were discussing something around a machine. After hearing something strange at the door, several white tights stopped together and looked up at Green Fur.

"Look! What did I bring to you!?" said Green Hair in surprise, "Type 3-gathering... um... um... um... um... um... um! um!"

“…”

The white tights were expressionless.

"Uh, it's the camouflage fabric on the two of Slugs, and they use this kind of fiber. I just asked Dira, what kind of fiber is what he told me about that type 3." Green hair handed the black fiber to the leader's tights.

"..." The white tights discussed in a low voice, took out a small thing and slapped it at the fiber for a long time, then nodded, "It is indeed a type 3 polyesterolamine fiber, where did you find it?"

"A7R13 Zone!" said Green Hair.

“…”

The white tights were a little stunned after hearing this area, and then opened the map and observed it. No one spoke for a while, only a few tights were stretching out their hands, paddling around in the air like a fool.

"Is it on the sea?" The leader's white tights muttered to himself in confusion.

"No, although the positioning of the drift valve is not very accurate, its deviation is generally within the Goodry-Slot function. Look at this curve, even here, here, it is impossible..."

Several people were muttering something, and Green Hair blinked. Although the translator honestly translated what the tights said into a language that Green Hair could understand,... he could understand every word, but he had no idea what they meant when they were connected.

"It must have been affected by something, I'll calculate..."

"...No, your algorithm should..."

“…logical path…”

"Hey? You guys..." Green hair couldn't get into her mouth.

"Okay, look at the screen." The leader's tights signaled Green Hair to look at the screen on the machine.

I saw one black dot after another on the screen gradually appearing.

"What is this?" Green Hair was confused.

"Probability Cloud." The leading tights are concise and concise.

"Uh..." Green hair opened her mouth, still confused.

But at this moment...

...A shrill scream came from the direction of the iron house.
Chapter completed!