I spread hundreds of schools of thought in another world

Mu Qing's bold plan really scared the other two people. Not to mention that none of them know the origin of that white-haired young man. Even if they knew, they couldn't be sure that this man would follow them!

"Wait, calm down first, this plan will definitely not work." Diderot said hastily.

Mu Qing interrupted his next words: "It's not impossible, it's definitely possible!"

"Let me ask you, if you have a very powerful ability, but you are chained by the government and your freedom is restricted, but when they need you, they still let you go out to work. In this case, you will continue to stay. come down?"

Diderot and Stendhal shook their heads at the same time. They were very neat and had such a tacit understanding that it was hard to believe that they had just met.

"Isn't this the end--" Mu Qing spread his hands, what age is this, and people are still being used as war machines, whoever overturns the car if they don't overturn it: "You don't want it, he definitely doesn't want it!"

"This kind of thing is still too dangerous." Stendhal still felt that it would not work: "If we really want to do this, at least we must make sure that his heart is really not in Germany, which is his motherland after all."

So the motherland can forgive everything?The premise is that the person is really a pure German.

The bottom line for Stendhal was that after seeing his powers with his own eyes, if he used them to make sure this person wasn't 'on the same team' as the others, he would agree to the plan.

Now it is two to one, even if Diderot wants to stop it, there is no other way.

He slapped his forehead with a slap, thinking that he should retire completely when he goes back this time. There are too many routines in the current world, which is no longer suitable for him.

"Then what's the specific plan?" Diderot sat back in the car, he was very self-conscious, and he sat directly in the back seat, very self-conscious.

Stendhal sat in the co-pilot, not because he wanted to, but because Mu Qing had already sat in the driver's seat first.

"In short, go to Rome first, and then follow them to Ethiopia to see what this high-risk superpower is."

Mu Qing said while stepping on the gas pedal.The car flew straight out, and the sudden acceleration forced Stendhal and Diderot back into the seats, which seemed to be magnetic.

Stendhal & Diderot: "..."

Why did you give up the driver's seat just now!Can this guy really drive?

"Hey! Do you really know how to drive!" Diderot reluctantly put his hand on Mu Qing's shoulder from behind.

"Yes, of course I can drive!" Mu Qing ignored the strength on his shoulders and looked ahead: "It's just that this car is a bit different from the ones I've seen before. Don't worry, the principle is the same! It won't overturn of!"

Diderot & Stendhal: "!"

Although the car did not overturn in the end, the result was no different from overturning.

Their destination was a small town on the border of Austria. When they got off the bus, Diderot and Stendhal put aside their prejudices and vomited on the floor while supporting each other.

It's really not because the two of them are too weak in physique. You must know that Stendhal is only considered half of the literary department, and his supernatural ability is capable of fighting, but even so, he still vomited in a daze.

Mu Qing's driving was really floating, the direction was floating, the car was also floating, and they never came down from the sky from the beginning to the end.

As for the culprit, he jumped out of the car very coolly, then stretched his waist, put his hands on his eyebrows and looked into the distance.

"I'll do it later." Stendhal grabbed Mu Qing's hand, and under the suspicious eyes of the other party, he pulled out the key without any refusal.

This was already the strongest means he refused.

"Eh?" Actually, Mu Qing hasn't driven enough, but looking at Diderot and Stendhal, it seems that his driving is really bad?

"Okay, but you have to find a way to bypass everyone and the troops. If it doesn't work, I'll drive it instead."

"No problem, if you give him the key, he will definitely drive better than you!" Diderot said through gritted teeth.

In fact, the physique of people with supernatural powers will be more or less enhanced, but Diderot is still at the age of 40, and he feels the long-lost back pain.

Well, that's right, it hit on a chair.

Although he and Stendhal were just acquainted with each other as ordinary colleagues, they stood firmly on the same front at this time.

After a brief resupply in the town that didn't even have a name, they were on their way again.

Supplies are a must. After all, the battlefield from Germany to Ethiopia... is really far away!

This is not an exaggeration at all!If they want to deceive others, they not only need to drive for a long time, they may have to change boats halfway, and then change cars after changing boats.

And after leaving the territory of Austria, it will be Italy, and then cross the sea, and only after traveling through a small half of Africa can they reach Ethiopia.

This is really outrageous. Mu Qing has never met the current head of state of Italy, and if he judges simply based on his order to attack Ethiopia, he has no idea whether this person is really stupid or fake!

It is said that he is smart, Ethiopia has a lot of resources, it is indeed a lot, and Italy will not have to worry about importing some resources. After all, some things are still the most reliable if they are in their own hands;

But from the perspective of the art of war, the distance between Italy and Ethiopia can't wait to be as long as two Italys, separated not only from other countries in Africa, but also from the sea.

With such a disastrous distance, Mu Qing wished to engrave the words 'distance and near attack' on the wall of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

But if you say he is stupid, the north and east of Ethiopia are Italian territory. If Ethiopia is really captured, the two lands will be connected, and at the same time, his colony on the other side will just take the British territory here. wrap up.Although his strength is not good, but his ambition is great!

Mu Qing: "..."

Don't ask, it just feels outrageous to ask.

Fortunately, although the system can't find specific information about this world, it can find the history of worlds similar to 'allotropes' or 'isomers', which can serve as some references.

Speaking of which, what language is spoken in Ethiopia?Did he have to start studying early?

"Hurry up, hurry up, take out the tutorial while I'm still in the car and I'm in a hurry." Sitting in the back seat of the car, Mu Qing seemed to be thinking about something... In fact, he was really thinking about something.

"Amharic?"

It's not all these ghost things, but to restore the world where he could speak unscrupulously before!

Mu Qing looked at the picture brought up by the system in his head, wanting to cry but not crying.At least whether it is French, German or Italian, the three are very similar. French and Italian belong to the Romance language family of the Indo-European language family, while German belongs to the Germanic language family of the Indo-European language family.

Even if there is a difference, at least he is hot!As long as there is a need, there are many people who learn it. Mu Qing learned these things on a whim very early on. This time when he entered this world, he only needs to pick up things that he didn't know how many years ago.

And just look at the people he knows. Anyone who can't speak three or four languages ​​is ashamed to say that he works for the government.What's more, his part-time job target is a system that stands at the top of maximizing profits!

But what the hell is this Amharic language!

Live in Bengbu, really live in Bengbu.

Mu Qing felt that this would not work, and there would be no future in learning this kind of thing, so he flipped the tutorial book in his head with his backhand, and started chatting with the people in the car.

"If we take the road from India and enter Ethiopia, will there be many resources available?"

Stendhal and Diderot looked at each other, the former continued to drive, the latter shook his head: "I'm afraid not, even if we can find people on the street, the ability of those people over there is not trustworthy, and this task, In fact, it is Mr. Voltaire's private decision. Although I acquiesced to your actions, it does not mean that this matter can be known to the bell tower servants."

That is to say, from the beginning to the end, they have to hide their names. If there is only Mu Qing, it couldn't be easier. As long as he breaks away from the state of communicating with others, he can quickly disappear in the crowd, but he still has two What about people with different abilities?

"Instead of thinking about what's next, it's better to talk about how you plan to enter Rome." This is what Diderot is more concerned about: "You know, Schiller doesn't completely trust you, and he won't provide you with information. help."

"It's easy to get in, isn't it?"

"That was before." Stendhal naturally knew that he had lived in Rome: "The situation is different now. The security in Rome will not be as high as in Berlin."

"So when you entered Berlin, it was quite easy for you!"

Mu Qing's tone was brisk, but it was not easy for those who heard it.Stendhal quickly interrupted him: "Wait, what do you mean?"

"It means that everyone should leave separately. It's useless for you to follow me anyway. If you can't get in by yourself, you can just wait outside."

Next, no matter what Diderot said, Mu Qing made up her mind to meet the white-haired young man alone.

Stendhal shook his head helplessly. Anyway, it was not the first time he was thrown down, so what else could he do.

In the final analysis, if Mu Qing didn't take the initiative, if he didn't rely on supernatural powers to lock him in, he wouldn't be able to find this person in the crowd.He couldn't even find it, let alone Diderot, who had the ability to be an 'encyclopedia'.

By the time they all entered Rome, they were already three days behind the front troops.

The atmosphere here is more depressing than in Berlin, and teams with guns can be seen everywhere on the street.

Diderot and Stendhal saw Mu Qing again on the fifth night.

The two people with four dark circles glared at the uninvited guest. Anyway, everyone didn't need to turn on the lights, just staring at each other in the dark and it was over.

"Ai ai ai, don't rush to get angry, I succeeded in making friends."

Mu Qing's tone was extremely cheerful, if you ignore that it was past two o'clock in the morning: "You guessed right, his ability is a large-scale attack ability that changes the weather, it is extremely dangerous, and its name is 'A Winter Fairy Tale' .”

Diderot rolled his eyes: "So, how likely is it to persuade him to betray?"

"One hundred percent!"