The man who escaped from Haitang City

"I still can't figure it out," Nemesis, the driver of the Bronze Gorgon, said, "How could the dragon on the red side be an empty cicada."

She is one of the highest-level drivers on the field, and when she speaks at the moment, everyone else can only listen quietly.

"And took away our titled mecha." Lance Yaori lowered his eyes, "It seems that he doesn't want us to kill the dragon."

"Could this be the countermeasures of the imperial family and university tutors?" A man with pale complexion and short black hair questioned, his voice dragging like a thread, "It's the exit button, and the mechs are banned. Don't kill the dragon. What else is there to compare to this friendly match?"

Another team leader tapped the table with his knuckles, "The most urgent thing is resources. Without resources, it is difficult for us to even activate the mecha..."

Speaking of this, he also thought of the maverick and elusive world team. As the only team in the game that doesn't use mechas, how are they doing now?

"How is the oil extraction going?" someone asked.

"The desert is so big, trying to find the oil production point is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. Let's wait and be patient."

"It's really not possible, let's send some people to the blue side to inquire and see how their current progress is. We can't just work here behind closed doors..."

"Blue Fang, the Tiandu people who fight collectively should not be underestimated. Being discovered by one person is equivalent to being discovered by all of them. A little carelessness will result in elimination. Who has such a good hiding ability?"

"That..." A voice suddenly came from all around, "About resources, my team found a map..."

"...Yi Zhen, he is an assassin, and his system seems to be different from ours. It is said that Daheitian... found him another civilization inheritance to learn..."

"I mean, the map..."

"Where can I find them now? The three members of the world team are very independent. 24 hours after the game, have you seen them come to the base camp to report?"

"map……"

"That's right, it seems that I can only think of other ways. Not being able to grasp the enemy's movements on the battlefield is like being blind in one eye and deaf in one ear..."

"Damn it, I said I have a map in my hand!" There was a really loud shout, and the Red Fang base camp, which was shrouded in a slight buzz, fell silent for an instant.

The young man walked to the front cursing, slapped his hand on the table, and carefully laid down an old sheepskin map.

"Guild son, no one will listen to you if you speak so well, you must make people anxious... My exploration team went out today and found this map!"

He originally wanted to slap the map on the table with great pride, but this rather old map was too fragile. He slapped it down, and he was afraid that the map would be crushed by him immediately, and the ashes would have to be scattered His face.

The young man turned on the synchronous scanning function of the optical brain, and at the same time, a yellow-brown fragment popped up from the wrists of hundreds of team leaders on the field, and the light screen emitted a bright and sharp blue light under the dim candlelight.

He is the pilot of the A-class mecha "Murder Avenger", Yazhuo Skychuan.

According to everyone's eyes, this map is very simple, and it can even be said to be crude.It has no division of latitude and longitude, and no information such as three-dimensional coordinates and contour lines that are clear at a glance.It just uses wavy lines to represent rivers and continuous triangles to represent mountains and rivers. It doesn't look like a map, but more like a painting.

"An ancient map." Lance Glory pondered, "It depicts a lost city...or a lost kingdom."

Luna Zhongxiayue asked suspiciously, "Is there such a thing in Atlantis?"

Lance nodded: "An ancient civilization that has been lost in the depths of time sounds very suitable for this desert."

Nemesis looked up and asked, "Adra, where did this map come from?"

"Sixty degrees to the northwest of the base camp, about 32 kilometers away, there is an abandoned village ruins." Yazhuo quickly put away his foolish attitude and replied, "My people didn't expect such a ruins to exist in the desert, so we put the whole The village dug up and found the map in a pig iron box."

"Shall we go and have a look?" asked the alchemist on the field, "Isn't it a useless arrangement to find something like this in the finals?"

"This map is drawn according to the location of the village." Another person pondered, "Let me see... yo, there are texts on the back, but it's a pity that they are ancient ghost symbols, so I can't understand them."

The alchemists turned back, "You can't understand, but some people can understand!"

Finally encountered a challenging problem. Dozens of alchemists immediately sat around a long table without saying a word, and began to decipher the incomplete hieroglyphs on the map. Compare them one by one.

The drivers looked at each other in blank dismay, and the mechanic and the psychotherapist were also reluctant to say anything. Among the contestants, only the alchemist could be called a profound scholar. If they couldn't understand the information on this map, then there would be no one else. I can understand.

Candles danced and burned quietly in the room.The alchemists whispered to each other, quickly established, and quickly overturned their assumptions. The learning atmosphere was extremely strong. If Yi Zhen was at the scene, he would definitely dive in with his notebook in hand.

They are doing a lot of academic research here, and the rest of them dare not speak loudly anymore—alchemists are hyperactive lunatics, heroic lunatics in this respect, who dares to interrupt their research ideas, even Even if he is an emperor, he will inevitably be splashed with a cup of boiling water, or a poison that boils like boiling water.How can others have the courage to stroke the tiger's whiskers?

When a long candle burned to the end and the wax melted half the table, dozens of people worked together and finally deciphered the text on the back of the map.

"There's no way to translate word by word. Let's make a free translation, so you can just listen to it." The leader said, according to his seniority, he is the grandson of Gaia Shuse, the disciple of Fei Lian, the director of alchemy at Azot University, Even in the finals full of talents, he can afford to be the leader of pharmacists.

"The residents of this village are all descendants who fled from a certain dynasty... The hieroglyphs of this dynasty have the meaning of sky and 'extremely magnificent big fish', so they are translated into the Flying Whale Dynasty."

"Flying Whale! That's what Kong Chan is talking about..." A person shouted excitedly, and was stared at by the alchemist's death stare, his blood turned cold, and he said listlessly: "Go on, go on."

"...they are all descendants of the Flying Whale Dynasty," the leader continued, "The Flying Whale Dynasty was established in a fairyland-like place, but one day... it was blurred here, but in connection with the following, I guess it happened Sandstorms that never happened in a hundred years. Their civilization has created big puppets that can move independently, relying on black technology, which is not mentioned above. In short, their ancestors manipulated big puppets to protect future generations from being buried in sandstorms, and The dynasty eventually collapsed, leaving only the escaped people."

"For decades, they have been looking forward to restoring the former honor and glory of the Flying Whale Dynasty. Now that the once-in-a-century sandstorm is coming again, all the strong young people have left this place, and only they are left. The dead old man. If there is still a chance to bring this map back to the sky, they hope that someone can go to the ruins of the Flying Whale Dynasty. At least the underground palace of the dynasty is intact. Treasure, come to revitalize the Flying Whale Dynasty."

After he finished deciphering the content on the back of the map, the people in the Red Base Camp fell silent for a long time.

"What do you think?" Nemesis asked.

The pale-faced man said decisively: "Wealth and wealth are found in danger."

He is Qin Huai, the driver of the A+-level mech "Hundred Ghosts", and also the contestant whose movement method is weird and subtle that Li Youdeng and She Xin once asked Yi Zhen to pay attention to.

"The sandstorm is most likely created by the empty cicada whale," said a handsome man in the crowd, "A sandstorm blown by an ordinary strong wind will definitely not be able to submerge a dynasty."

Ji Mingyue said: "But we can't ignore the content on the map. The Flying Whale Dynasty still has legacy, and the location of the underground palace is also marked on the map. I'm afraid it's not less than a hundred years old, but after 100 years, are the sky cicadas still in place?"

Atlantis is a man-made simulated force field, and the flow of time is naturally different from the normal world, so she can say that.

"Look at this, it's not a hundred years, but seven or eighty years." Zhang Jiuzi stroked his chin, "We have to guard against the empty cicada and whale, but we can't give up on the underground palace treasure on this map."

"what do you mean?"

Zhang Jiuzi smiled slightly: "Forty percent of the team leaders stay here and continue their daily resource collection activities, and the remaining [-]% of the team leaders follow the map to explore the road."

"[-]% of the team leader stays behind, [-]% go to explore the way." Xia Chaosheng said indifferently, "Title mechs cannot be brought in, the team leader is the strongest combat power, leave [-]% at once, if Tiandu people start a war with the red side, I guarantee our The odds of winning are slim.”

Yazhuo also followed Zhang Jiuzi's example, touched his chin, and said, "Raging Waves makes sense... Anyway, I brought the map back. It's up to you to decide how to use it."

Zhang Jiuzi was silent for a moment: "We have a total of 390 and nine team leaders, including 290 four drivers, 28 mechanics, 36 psychotherapists, and 41 alchemists... If you calculate this way, yes, I agree with Xia Chaosheng's statement, Sixty percent stayed at the base camp, and forty percent went to explore the underground palace of the Flying Whale Dynasty."

"What if the map is wrong, or in other words, is it a trap?" Luna suddenly said, "Why don't you send [-]% of the team leaders there first, so you don't need to mobilize the crowd too much."

A psychotherapist said: "Too few, in case of encountering the empty cicada whale or other large exotic beasts, [-]% of them will have no way to protect themselves."

Luna sneered: "Don't forget, even if the number of team leaders is reduced to [-]%, there are still nearly [-] A-level drivers, enough to wipe out the power of a country. If you want to say, in Atlantis You can’t have a titled mecha, and the combat power is another calculation, so when we encounter the empty cicada whale, can we outrun it? There are too many people and few people, so we are still out of the game!”

Lance Yaori's expression was restrained, and he nodded slightly: "I agree with Luna's opinion. Thirty percent of the team is the leader, and there are more than 100 A-level drivers. This is already an unprecedented elite force, which is enough to deal with most of the problems."

In the Red Fang base camp, everyone looked at each other, but no one refuted.

Nemesis nodded: "Then let's do this. We will leave tomorrow. Volunteers sign up. If there are not enough people, we will decide by lottery."