Star Trace Gate

Time went back to an hour ago, when Ren Ye had just left the Star Gate.

High level star gate - Daqian Dynasty, imperial palace, imperial study room.

The palace lanterns swayed, and the sandalwood curled up on the table covered with yellow cloth, exuding a calming fragrance.

Emperor Daqian Jing was wearing a dragon robe, sitting lazily on a dragon chair, holding his chin with his left hand and looking calm.

He looks about fifty years old, but he shows no signs of aging. His hair is dark, his waist is straight, and his handsome and elegant facial features make him look very approachable.

At the bottom of the steps, the leader of the Tianjian Division and the national advisor of the Daqian Dynasty was currently wearing a white robe and pacing back and forth in the hall.

When he faced the king, he had his hands behind his back and his posture was very relaxed.

"Your Majesty, the four Anzi who returned from Qingliang Mansion have all 'rested'." The Imperial Master stopped for a moment, turned to look at Emperor Jing and said: "I just deduced it again, but I still can't see clearly the tomb of Princess Anping. On the ninth level, it is impossible to figure out what kind of connection the "visitor from the sky" has with China. The secret of heaven is not revealed, and it is really difficult for me to understand. This Qingliang Mansion was originally just a small secret place, and the rules of heaven are complicated. How can we attract such a powerful person?"

"What are your chances of winning if you face that great magical person?" Emperor Jing asked, holding his chin.

"You can't see it, you can't deduce it, so you have no chance of winning." The Imperial Master slowly shook his head.

In this huge imperial study room, there were only the emperor and the Imperial Preceptor, and the maids and eunuchs who were originally serving him had retreated a hundred meters away from the palace to wait.

After a long period of silence, Emperor Jing picked up his teacup, paused and said, "Draft an edict for me and order Admiral Changling to recruit 50,000 troops in one day, prepare food, fodder, and siege equipment, and then immediately march to Shangyu County. At the same time, the Tianjian Division secretly issued a recruitment list and secretly gathered 3,000 foreign first-level supernatural beings to join 50,000 troops in Shangyu County. Five days later, they would attack Qingliang Mansion together and recapture the Human Emperor's Seal. They must also be captured alive. …My precious nephew.”

"The number of troops raised and the number of people with supernatural powers recruited are so detailed. Your Majesty, are you feeling the laws of heaven in the Little Secret Realm?" asked the National Preceptor.

"...!" Emperor Jing nodded slowly.

The Imperial Master thought about it for a while and said: "Your Majesty, Admiral Changling is a third-level magical power user. Even if he can enter this small secret place in Qingliang Mansion, he will be restricted by various rules."

"Change the general. I have no intention of letting Changling Admiral Zheng Guangcai lead the army. He will be overqualified for use in this small secret place." Emperor Jing raised his arms to drink tea, but his mind quickly searched for the rising star of the Daqian Dynasty, and quickly locked it. A name: "Last year, the governors of the three prefectures jointly recommended someone to me."

"First-level supernatural power user—Zuo Xuan?" the national master asked with a smile.

"Promote Zuo Xuan to the rank of Changling Commander-in-Chief. He will lead an army of 50,000 men and point his sword at Qingliang Mansion to conquer the rebels." Emperor Jing stood up and said: "Three thousand foreign first-level magical powers will be commanded by the four Anzi. You choose One person is the leader. The battle will begin in five days, and I will hear the news of victory before sunset."

"I accept my order." The Imperial Master bowed slightly.

As soon as the words fell, a clear light emerged, and the Imperial Master disappeared into the imperial study room out of thin air.

After burning a stick of incense, the Imperial Master raised the compass on the Tianjian Pavilion and ordered the Taoist priests of the Tianjian Division to secretly distribute recruitment lists throughout Kyoto and offer heavy rewards in an attempt to recruit 3,000 first-level outsiders with supernatural powers. Prepare to attack Qingliang Town.

At the same time, he sent a message using a secret method, ordering Zheng Guangcai, the admiral of Changling, to quickly recruit troops.

……

An hour and a half after leaving the door.

Ren Ye, Tang Feng, and Xu Peng were already on the plane, and they were traveling in first class at public expense. This time, the three of them had a very strong sense of belonging to the unit Shou Sui Ren.

While rushing to the airport, Ren also learned that his sister and father had gone to Kyoto, but he called twice and the other party didn't answer.

"Haha, don't worry." Xu Peng saw Ren Ye's worry and immediately tried to persuade him: "Mr. Yan and the boss have been protecting your father and sister these past few days. They will definitely not be there at the headquarters. Something went wrong.”

"Well, these two people... are usually like this. They don't answer the phone at all. They have to use brain waves to communicate." Ren also smiled: "Okay, I can see them after a while."

Next to him, Tang Feng was sitting in a spacious first-class seat. He stretched out his hand and touched his chest: "Suddenly... I don't have those two shy things. Why do I still feel empty? I'm not very used to it."

No one ignored him.

Tang Feng picked up the drink handed over by the flight attendant, turned to look at Ren Ye and asked, "What do you think Li Yan is doing at this time?"

"You miss him?!" Ren was also thinking about the endgame and was too lazy to talk about this topic with him: "If you can't stand it, go to the toilet as soon as the plane takes off."

"Disgusting~!" Tang Feng rolled his eyes and crossed his legs gracefully: "Oh, there is one more...it's not very comfortable, and there's nowhere to put the middle finger."

"You are really mentally ill." Ren was speechless.

"Hey, hey... something big happened."

At this moment, Xu Peng rarely exclaimed, and even cursed: "Fuck, you can't do it?!"

"What's wrong?" Ren Ye turned around and saw Xu Peng holding a mobile phone with a shocked expression: "What did you see?"

"Look." Xu Peng pointed at the phone screen and said, "All my player social groups have exploded."

When Ren Ye heard this, he looked at the screen of his phone and saw a lot of text messages scrolling as Xu Peng's fingers slid.

"Have you heard, brothers? Many players in the Chaos camp have been matched with an SSS-level first-order star gate mission."

"I just heard that it seems to be a star gate called Daqian Dynasty, and the unit that dispatches tasks is called Tianjian Division. I heard that there are actually 5,000 SSS-level task quotas. Damn it, this is too ridiculous! "

"Stop bragging. How can there be 5,000 places? I just asked a friend from the chaos camp. There are only 3,000 places in total, and players from the freedom camp and the order camp cannot match."

"I'm sure it's three thousand places."

"+1!"

"The one who went upstairs, this is a social group for righteous people, and you actually made friends with those crazy people from the chaos camp? Group leader, I suspect he is an undercover agent, can you kick him out?"

"Yes, fork it out."

Soon, the group members were -1.

"Hey, the Qingliang Mansion star gate that everyone discussed just now seems to have 500 SSS-level mission quotas. Do you think there will be confrontation between these two star gates? It should be a linkage relationship, right?"

"If you think about it with your buttocks, it must be a relationship between camps. Alas, I, the old watcher, are in trouble again... five hundred against three thousand, how can we win? Is it so difficult for justice to win once?"

"Pray for the Shou Sui, and wish them victory! Although these guys are a bit pedantic and rigid, without them... where would the rules be? Miners will be targeted by those crazy critics."

"Pray for those who watch the New Year!"

"...Pray for blessings!"

"...!"

A series of messages flashed by, and Ren Ye, Tang Feng, and Xu Peng looked confused.

Almost all the information in various social groups are discussing the affairs of the two star gates of Daqian Dynasty and Qingliang Mansion. Even some foreign player groups are also discussing it crazily.