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Chapter 707: Weaving Gods and Demons (Part 2)

 As the audience wished, the underground cave engineering camp appeared in the live broadcast, and it was a very comprehensive bird's-eye view. It allows people to know at a glance what the current situation is in the camp...

Haha, how is that possible!

There is indeed a very dazzling scene in the camp. I can't describe it, it is an area where the light gathers and dazzles the eyes, and there are beams of light rising into the sky and penetrating the clouds, which is dazzling.

Such a scene confirmed Yuan Wuwei's guess and greatly increased the flow of unreliable information in the barrage:

"Holy crap, alien communication light track!"

"Planetary engine!"

"M87 Nebula is here!"

"Why not Heaven's Gate?"

The atmosphere was extremely lively for a moment, but look at the content of the barrage that followed after the brief cheers:

"Highly solidified?"

"Stop beating around the bush!"

"Bring it closer!"

"Closer shot, Master Mo, give me a close shot!"

"Aren't you tired from flying in the sky?"

No matter how the barrage wails, what is shown in the live broadcast is an eye-sore long shot - except for the truly amazing anti-air beam, the rest can only be vaguely seen running around like insects and ants below.

You can see the general route, but you can't tell the details.

"what's the situation!"

Yuan Wuwei was about to raise his arms and cheer, but he got stuck here. He suddenly got up and started shouting.

"Signal interference." Tu Ge responded proactively. He also turned to watch the live broadcast and further explained, "The Justice Order is undergoing a major replacement to support the sacred space. It is common for the electromagnetic environment to be disrupted."

Big Replacement? Sacred Space?

Yuan Wuwei was not familiar with this kind of professional terminology, but the reason was clear: So, is this the reason why Songkan and others in the camp never responded to messages?

He turned to look at the northern sky. The slender beam of light rising into the sky reflected the live broadcast. If it was a symbol of a "sacred space", it would be quite convincing.

After Tu Ge reminded him, he also saw some clues:

The person taking the photo now... is the "ink" crow. When it is hovering in the sky, it must be looking for an angle that can be used to get closer. But no matter how it flies around, once it gets close to a certain distance, the picture will have some interference and fluctuations.

It can only fly again.

It was okay if I didn't know the doorway inside. After I found out, I became even more anxious after watching more: "This is definitely not a fixed-focus lens. Let's take a closer look... What's wrong with sacrificing some image quality!"

Mo Mo seemed to have heard the voice of Yuan Wuwei or the public. Then he stopped trying to get closer to take pictures and started to try zooming.

The problem is that it is too far away from the camp, and the final result is that the picture is a mess. Yuan Wuwei almost put his face into the projection area, but could not find Songkan's shadow in the heavy mosaics.

That is, only a highly recognizable "big guy" like the Deep Blue Walker can barely distinguish it.

It seems that the several groups of people currently staying in the camp have gathered together in the form of a combat team. Although they have not taken action, they still feel as if they are facing a formidable enemy.

The question is where is the "big enemy"?

"That 'sacred space' should be near the Justice Order's tent, and Lanier should be inside... Where is the clown? Inside or outside?"

Yuan Wuwei really couldn't find the weird boss, so he could only ask questions, but this

Tuge ignored him.

"Is this a fight?" Yuan Wuwei asked shamelessly: "With Lanier, because of that character card?"

This was the most logical reason he could think of.

However, Tuge completely returned to his usual silence.

Yuan Wuwei had no choice.

In addition, in the live broadcast room, the audience struggled with the excitement and disappointment caused by the scene change several times, and their reason and logic finally emerged with difficulty.

"Does it matter whether you are confused or not? The key is where is Miss Ruiwen?"

"Are you stupid? Ruiwen is one or two hundred kilometers away, how can she come back just as she said?"

"Then who said that?"

"Damn it, the one who said the clown stole the camp... and called him 'cowardly as a mouse', come out!"

"I'm so angry, how can such a person exist!"

"Administrator bans him!"

Yuan Wuwei curled his lips and said, "You can treat me like a donkey with good intentions, but now the situation is obvious. The camp here must be the focus of the incident."

Since Riven left the Deep Blue Cluster, she will probably come back here.

It's just morning and evening.

Besides, when you are angry, I am still angry.

Due to signal interference, he failed to achieve his most important goal: now it is not clear whether Songkan is dead or alive.

Even if nothing happens now, he might be in the middle of a confrontation between two extraordinary beings. If one goes wrong, the classic outcome is "the city gate is on fire, affecting the fish in the pond".

If that were to happen, all the money he had not spent to recharge would be wasted—this was all the money he earned working hard in the army!

Yuan Wuwei became more and more irritated the more he thought about it.

At this time, the video conference information pulled him.

The extraordinary species participating in the meeting (Tian Bang was suspicious of the forced participation) probably got used to it for a while after the live broadcast scene was switched, and started to discuss it.

"Rabbi vs. Lanier? I thought religious people were not in his diet." Black Lion was not too sure, "If it's because of the cards, it's barely acceptable..."

Shakar twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "What's the point?"

The next one was Monroe. He scratched his head and looked puzzled: "It doesn't matter what it means. He doesn't care about it. But it's not like his temperament to be so straightforward... Who has been cut suddenly in the middle of the night?"

The head is more in line with the character."

Mo Shi chuckled: "What's straight? Look at his crooked neck."

Yuan Wuwei, who was standing next to him, was in awe: He is truly an extraordinary master, able to restore such clear details from the layers of mosaics.

The question is, point to where the person is!

The extraordinary bosses obviously don't care about his voice, so the discussion continues.

Li Baizhou put forward a hypothesis: "Maybe, he cares a lot?"

"Is it portrait rights? Or is something private being revealed...can't bear it?" Tian Bang was very interested in the gossip, but no one paid him any attention.

In this kind of situation that is close to "chatting", the recognition of a "newcomer" like him is not high enough.

"I'm quite interested in that bird."

Gao Wenfu, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, straightened his body at some point, put his elbows on the desk, rubbed his hands, and acted in a consistent manner, but what he said was an inconspicuous detail: "It's okay to switch the camera, look.

It approaches, moves away, and flies around, always just right, so that the camera equipment will not come into contact with the range of electromagnetic interference.

Wai..."

"Someone is controlling it remotely." Munro seemed to conclude, but also seemed to praise.

Gao Wenfu smiled and shook his head: "If this bird is a mechanical product, I would believe it..."

"There's a manta ray sitting next to you, so you can just distract yourself and control it." Black Lion also raised a possibility.

"How can a dedicated person have the leisure to deal with those onlookers on the Internet?" Gao Wenfu seemed to be pointing out something, "I would rather believe that he is well-trained in daily life, or that certain rules have been woven in that area."

Weaving?

Yuan Wuwei felt that he had captured the key words.

But before he could fully understand it, Tian Bang clicked his tongue twice: "Is this a change of equipment?"

In Tian Bang's words, the blurred live broadcast suddenly began to improve significantly. And because the use of the lens was so smooth, it was difficult to distinguish for a while:

Is this a change to a high-power zoom lens? Or is it that the distance to the camp is suddenly shortened?

Yuan Wuwei didn't want to think about this. He leaned forward suddenly and looked for Songkan's figure in the projection area that was ten times or a hundred times clearer.

The problem is that in the focused lens, his attention is inevitably captured by a lone figure in an open space in the camp - the man tilts his neck in an exaggerated way, staring at the tent in front of him that is covered with sacred silver light.

The area, coupled with the disordered clothes that cannot be described as "matching", looks like a patient with a mental disorder.

But the Dark Blue Walker team, which seemed to be facing a formidable enemy from the side, gave the most direct footnote to the danger of this man.

Are you still facing off?

As soon as a similar thought flashed across his mind, the multiple fallen equipment at the edge of the lens, as well as the burnt and cracked ground surface, provided counter-evidence.

Fortunately, I didn't see a lot of blood or mutilated limbs.

Yuan Wuwei murmured a few curses and began to use his power, hoping that the ink master who had "replaced equipment" would scan other places as soon as possible...

However, without stopping, the clown with the camera focusing on him did another morning exercise-style turning his head in a circle. He was only halfway through, and suddenly stopped. This angle just gave the side of the camera a shot of the back of his head.

Then, all the figures disappeared.

"Hey... let me wipe it!"

Before Yuan Wuwei could figure out what was going on, the camera suddenly went dark, and then he saw a pair of cold gray-black eyes, fixed at the corners of the eyes, facing the camera.

So close.

At that moment, it was like a clown peeking his head out of the projection area.

Yuan Wuwei was really frightened by the piercing eyes. He leaned back suddenly and hit the back of the chair, causing pain to the back of his head.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people had the same reaction as him.

It was also at this moment that the clown's erratic voice was clearly transmitted to every corner of the Internet through the camera's audio equipment:

"What monsters and monsters!"

"Pfft!" It was Tian Bang who laughed exaggeratedly.

Yuan Wuwei can probably understand the weird comedic effect that the flashy clown had when he said this.

But he couldn't laugh at all.

The terrifying oppressive feeling from the extraordinary boss, even hundreds of kilometers away, seemed to jump out of the electromagnetic band and become a cold poisonous sting, piercing into his eyes.

In fact, there is a gray dim light at this moment, striking towards the camera.

"roll!"


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