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Chapter 148 [147] I really want to beat Cheng Han

outside the city.

Tie Feng, the deputy captain of the Black Armored Army, suddenly changed his previous calm appearance, and began to spout non-stop.

"If you ask me, the newcomer reporting system of the Heijia Army is a set of old-fashioned things. It was like this 100 years ago, and it will still be like this 100 years later."

Cheng Han's gaze was a little erratic.

He seemed to be listening very carefully, but his thoughts were actually wandering elsewhere.

"Forget it, I don't want to hide it from you!"

Tie Feng put on a helpless look of "the rules are like this, brother, don't blame me".

"According to the procedures of the reporting system, I must first take you to a secluded place outside the city, and then use the excuse of peeing to sneak away.

"At that time, if you can't wait for anyone for a long time, you will search around, and then you will find a sheepskin map with three locations marked on it.

"Only one of the locations is the real Montenegro camp, and the other two are fake locations. You can only go there alone to complete the reporting process."

Cheng Han nodded lightly: "Thank you Captain Tie for taking care of me."

He knew very well that the method of urinating escape and letting the newcomers hang out in the wild to drink the northwest wind is really a bit wicked, and it is very easy to be hated by the newcomers.

Tie Feng didn't want to leave a grudge in his heart, so he pretended to be helpless and leaked the news on purpose.

In short, this guy is also an old fox.

"Snapped!"

Tie Feng patted his thigh and continued to complain: "Old Tie, I think this extremely old-fashioned gameplay should have been abolished long ago.

"However, the soldiers of the Black Mountain Battalion have all been tricked by the reporting system. There are not many good things in this gang. They have suffered a lot, and they hope that the new recruits will also suffer."

The guy sighed: "Cheng Han, you should understand this dirty psychology."

Cheng Han gave a "huh" and said, "I understand, it's not about being few, but about being uneven!"

Tie Feng praised: "Yes! I didn't expect you to have such a thorough understanding of human nature."

Cheng Han showed a shy smile: "You are absurd."

He whispered in his heart: Actually, you are also one of this group of dark villains, you just don't want to offend me, so you put on such a play, do you think I can't see it?

But life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, he didn't choose to expose it.

Tie Feng took out another paper bag: "There is a sheepskin map and a magic tool inside. Every new reporter must tie it on his arm."

This guy also specially emphasized: "This magic tool can locate your position and monitor the situation around you. In case of danger, the Black Armor Army can rescue you in time."

Cheng Han said "Oh", "I understand."

Of course he knew that preventing danger was only a secondary function, and the main function was monitoring.

Tie Feng sighed again: "It's my duty, I have to leave, and you can only rely on yourself for the rest of the journey."

After finishing speaking, this guy slapped his ass and left, leaving the newcomer outside the city.

Cheng Han looked at the opponent's back, and muttered secretly: "No wonder the Black Armor Army is full of treacherous people, and they have been tricked from the moment they reported it. It's really hard not to think about it."

He opened the paper bag, glanced at the sheepskin map, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

I saw the lines drawn on it, enough to be described as "scribbled", as if they were scribbled by children.

Because the map is too old, many locations look blurry.

This is also called a map?
Too much!

It took him a while to determine the location of Qinglin City and the three marking points.

Another so-called "dharma tool" is a crescent-shaped metal plate, which is quite heavy to hold in the hand, and many mysterious patterns are carved on the surface.

With the extraordinary knowledge that Cheng Han has accumulated now, he can judge the specific function of this thing just by looking at it a few times.

As expected.

This is a comprehensive monitoring tool.

"These black lines represent the function of 'eavesdropping', this part should be the function of 'locating', and the other part must be the function of 'image'.

"But the video looks relatively low-level, and it is estimated that there are many mosaics in the picture quality, so I must give a bad review.

"The remaining black lines represent the transmission function, and the distance should not exceed twenty kilometers."

Cheng Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "It seems that there must be a group of black armor soldiers monitoring me nearby."

He shook his head slightly, and commented: "This thing has a little reference value, but it's not too big."

Cheng Han stared at the dharma tools, and said silently: "Analysis! Complete the remaining seals of Mihuan."

The monitoring function of this thing is more consistent with the "Dark Spirit Secret Puppet" of the residual seal, and it can be supplemented a little bit.

Coolness rises.

The mental value dropped slightly.

In the sea of ​​spirits.

The light cluster expands, the core light filament grows a little, and then subsides.

Feedback came quickly.

"Secret Huan residual seal, completeness 72.24%."

“熟练度+34，目前熟练度为6863/30000，精神值为83.3/87.2。”

The completeness of residual printing has only increased by 0.32%;

The upper limit of spiritual value has increased by 0.2 points.

Cheng Han twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's really a mosquito leg."

The all-seeing eye also pointed out the name of this thing - the eye of Lingxuan.

Cheng Han stared at a black crystal inlaid on the magic tool, and muttered on purpose: "This thing the size of a fingernail, could it be the rumored 'Xuan Jing'?"

He touched it with his hand and said "tsk tsk" a few times: "If you dig it out and sell it for money, I don't know how many gold coins you can sell it for."

*

More than ten kilometers.

In a snow forest.

"...I don't know how many gold coins I can sell."

A hoarse voice came from a wooden box.

Several people in white snow suits couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this sentence.

Several seconds passed.

A guy suddenly laughed: "After so many years of monitoring work, this is the first time I have met such an interesting newcomer."

The others nodded in agreement.

"Other newcomers, for fear of breaking the eye of Lingxuan, they all carefully put away the magic tools."

"This guy named Cheng Han actually wants to dismantle Xuan Jing and sell it. He is really courageous."

A staff member asked: "Boss, is it still the same as before, monitoring for 5 minutes every half hour?"

The person known as the "boss" is a middle-aged man with a mustache.

The guy thought for a while and said, "Cheng Han is the newcomer that the higher-ups are paying close attention to, monitoring every half hour...well, 15 minutes.

"In case something happens to him, the Second Battle Group will definitely trouble us. It's better to be careful."

"understand!"

5 minute later.

An employee "hissed": "This guy is running so fast, it has only been three minutes, and he has moved almost five kilometers."

Mustache was taken aback: "Is Cheng Han driving in the climbing style?"

The clerk nodded and said, "It should be."

Mustache ordered: "Open the 'Spiritual Shadow Tool' and take a look at Cheng Han's situation."

soon.

The instrument is activated.

A blurry image was projected onto the surface of a piece of ice.

As far as the eye can see, a figure is stepping on a skateboard, gliding quickly in the boundless snowfield.

The figure is holding a wooden stick in his right hand, and every time he pokes the snow hard, he can slide a long distance.

Seemingly simple.

Actually it is not.

Because this is not flat land, there are many obstacles in the wilderness.

However, the figure showed extraordinary flexibility, circling left and right in the snow, and jumped a certain distance from time to time.

Several times, as long as the reaction was slow by 0.1 second, the skateboard would definitely hit the obstacle, and the figure dodged it perfectly.

A group of monitors were all dumbfounded.

At this time.

Another employee reminded: "Boss, Cheng Han will leave the monitoring range in at most 2 minutes."

Mustache hurriedly ordered: "Chase!"

A group of people quickly packed up their belongings, put special skateboards on their boots, and started chasing the target.

however.

Their traveling speed was obviously much slower than the target.

5 minute later.

Not surprisingly, the target escaped the monitoring range.

Only the positioning function is still working.

Mustache is in a hurry: "Speed ​​up!"

In recent decades of newcomers' experience, they have never lost their target.

Once this kind of thing gets out, not only will everyone become a laughing stock, but they will also have to eat the first meal.

It's a pity that in this environment, hurrying is not as fast as you want.

1 minute later.

"Whoa!"

I only heard the sound of branches and leaves rubbing against each other.

A staff member couldn't dodge in time, and rushed into a bush snow forest.

Others rushed over to help.

This delay caused the entire team to be thrown another five kilometers away.

until half an hour later.

The target finally stopped.

At this time, the team was already 35 kilometers behind, [-] kilometers beyond the monitoring distance.

After more than 20 minutes.

Everyone hurried and hurried, and finally caught up with the monitoring range.

Mustache finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the image of the target.

but.

After only a minute of rest, he immediately heard a bad news: "Boss, the target started to move fast again."

The guy gritted his teeth and shouted, "Chase!"

the next period of time.

The above situation happened three times in succession.

Every time the team had just caught up with the target, and the target slipped away again, the group of people were really exhausted from tossing.

An employee couldn't help complaining: "Boss, this newcomer is really difficult to deal with."

Mustache thinks so.

He has "practiced" for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a slippery newcomer.

Another employee guessed: "Boss, did Cheng Han guess that there are surveillance personnel, and they are torturing us on purpose?"

Mustache thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Impossible! He's just a newcomer, how could he know how big the monitoring area is?"

He paused and concluded, "It's just a coincidence."

The others didn't say anything more.

After a while.

Mustache felt that the target stayed for a long time, and ordered: "Open the magic shadow tool and see what the target is doing!"

"Yes!"

soon.

The image came out.

The shot shown is of several large rocks, at the center of which a bonfire is lit.

A figure strung a rabbit with a wooden stick, and was roasting the rabbit leisurely.

Although the picture is not very clear, it is still recognizable that the barbecue skills seem to be very good, and the rabbit is roasted until it is golden and oily, which is very attractive to look at.

"Gudu!"

A staff member couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Another employee asked: "Didn't the target go on the road empty-handed? Where did this rabbit come from?"

Immediately someone replied: "It should be the rabbit he caught in the wild when he disappeared."

This is the most likely answer.

Now is the cold winter season, all the rabbits hibernate in the cave, but the target can catch the rabbits, which is really not easy.

Another staff member directly praised: "Amazing."

Mustache was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "Everyone should be hungry, let's eat some dry food."

A group of people silently took out food and ate their lunch.

Everyone looked at the roasted rabbit in the video, and then at the hard dry food in their hands, each with a feeling in their hearts.

The target ate delicious roasted rabbits, and walked leisurely in the wild.

But we were out of breath after catching up, we were all as tired as dogs, and the dry food was so unpalatable.

Who came to experience this horse riding?

"Ugh!"

A chief of staff sighed: "I really want to rush over and beat the target hard."

A group of people nodded.

This is their common idea.

In the previous monitoring tasks, watching the newcomers being tossed into a mess, unable to eat or sleep well, was the greatest joy for everyone.

Today it was my turn to be tossed, and everyone felt extremely unbalanced.

Especially when the other party can eat barbecue.

It really makes no sense!

(End of this chapter)