Ancient tomb? A team lost in the thick fog? Zhang Yuanqing turned to look in the direction of the living room and lowered his voice:
"That ancient tomb in Jinhui City where bronze sculptures were excavated?"
"You know?" Fu Qingyang asked.
"I saw the news last night." Zhang Yuanqing simply explained:
"I've seen the news this morning. The thick fog was released by the Fog Lord. Is there an evil profession that wants to snatch the bronze sculpture?"
While he was talking, he had already opened the closet, ordered Blood Rose to climb out of the bedroom window, and climbed into the window of the corridor outside with the help of the air conditioner unit.
Grandpa and grandma are both at home, so it's not easy for Blood Rose to go out openly.
"No, according to current intelligence, the source of the thick fog is the bronze sculpture."
Fu Qingyang's answer stunned Zhang Yuanqing, and he stopped walking towards the door, "The source is a bronze sculpture?!"
Fu Qingyang’s explanation came from the loudspeaker:
“There was something strange about the bronze sculpture that the archaeological team excavated from the ancient tomb. On the day they arrived at the museum, the archaeological team and the museum staff lost contact.
“After the security officers arrived at the scene, they found that the museum had been shrouded in thick fog. They sent three security officers into the museum to search for the missing persons. As a result, the three security officers also lost contact.
"The security guards outside sent the news back to the Sheriff's Department, and three minutes later, they also lost contact. They were swallowed up by the thick fog that filled the museum.
"That night, a deacon stationed in Jinhui City led a team deep into the thick fog to check, and then lost contact. By this morning, the thick fog filled the museum, forming a heavy fog covering a radius of more than ten miles.
"Ordinary people who have been trapped in dense fog for a long time will have a great change of temperament and will attack everyone they see. Those who have just entered the thick fog are like headless flies and cannot find the way out. Over time, their temperament will also change drastically.
"Official practitioners from Jinhui City reported the matter to the Hangcheng branch. The Hangcheng branch immediately organized personnel to go to Jinhui City. As of now, the matter has not been effectively controlled and resolved. The Hangcheng branch has just called the Songhai branch.
Ministry, I hope Songhai’s patrol team can cooperate in the investigation.”
Fu Qingyang's voice is clear and smooth, just like a newscaster.
The thick fog, the bronze sculpture, should be a fog master level prop. Strangely, the bronze sculpture was dug out of an ancient tomb. Its owner should have died long ago. Why hasn't the prop been recovered by the spirit realm? No, to be precise, the ancient tomb
Why wasn't it taken away by the spiritual realm?
Doubts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's heart and he hissed:
"If the thick fog is allowed to spread, won't it affect the entire Jinhui City? Also, boss, how come there are related ancient tombs in the real world?"
Lao Bangzi's Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple also existed in reality, but was later "swallowed" by the spiritual realm and became a copy.
"This is what you need to investigate. Yuanshi, on behalf of the Songhai branch patrol team, go to Jinhui City and contact me at any time if you have any questions." Fu Qingyang said.
Why don't you just go there by yourself? I have to go shopping with my aunt today. I have to complain about it. Zhang Yuanqing said:
"clear!"
After all, the elders have to personally take care of everything, so what's the point of having so many deacons and captains?
The elders of the Hangcheng branch did not take action, indicating that the situation has not yet reached the "dominance level".
Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone and immediately received a positioning message from Fu Qingyang with a sentence:
"The gathering point for all major teams in this operation."
He clicked on the location map, and the address was a hotel in Jinhui City, more than 30 kilometers away from the museum.
After putting away his cell phone, Zhang Yuanqing knocked on his aunt's door.
"Oh, it's not healed yet!"
My aunt's soft voice came from the bedroom.
"I won't go shopping anymore."
As soon as Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, the bedroom door opened. His aunt with light makeup stood coldly at the door, stared at him, and said coldly:
"Give me a reason I can't refuse."
Without saying a word, Zhang Yuanqing dragged his aunt into the house, but her aunt threw his hand away angrily.
"I have just received a mission from the headquarters of the Huaguo Dragon Group. I am going to Jinhui City. There are evil villains making trouble there, and I, the treasure of Songhai City, need to solve them." Zhang Yuanqing said with an extremely serious expression.
He knew that his aunt was very interested in it, and she always asked about this and that. Zhang Yuanqing just talked about it casually, sometimes saying that he solved Doctor Octopus last year, and sometimes that this year's five million performance was the contribution of weirdos riding flying skateboards.
Jiang Yuyi was doubtful about this. He always felt that these villains had a strong sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.
Hearing this, my aunt said suspiciously:
"Hua Guolong Group? Didn't you say the super agent team before?"
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, did I mention the special agent team before?
"The superpower special agent team belongs to the dragon group." He forcibly arranged a subordinate relationship between the special agent team and the dragon group.
"If you don't believe me, you can watch the news. This matter has been on the news."
When the aunt heard this, she ran out and saw her elderly father reading the news about Jinhui City.
"Okay, you can go shopping any time anyway." The silly aunt immediately believed it and asked: "Be careful, will you come back at night? If you don't come back, remember to call me."
"knew!"
Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and quickly went out.
Jinhui City, Regal Riverside Hotel, 28th floor conference room.
The deacon in charge of this operation is called "Natsu Shuzhiren", a cold and wise woman in her early thirties.
Wearing military boots, military trousers, and a military green vest, the swordsman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, silently looking at the thick fog in the distance. Under the scorching sun, the gray-white fog seemed to solidify, lingering among the high-rise buildings.
All major streets leading to the area are blocked by road police with roadblocks, making it impossible to enter or leave.
The situation has been stabilized for the time being, but the situation is still serious. The thick fog is spreading at a slow but steady speed. It will cover the entire Jinhui City in at most two days.
By then, the number of innocent people affected will be unimaginable.
Of course, before that step, they will definitely raise the event level to the master level and ask the elders of the Hangzhou branch to take action. However, in this way, it will appear that the saints in Hangzhou are incompetent.
Xia Shuzhilian turned around, looked at the deacons and captains in front of the conference table, and said slowly:
"The team led by Deacon Yunmeng has also lost contact. Everyone, I would like to hear your opinions."
Just ten minutes ago, a team headed by Deacon went deep into the thick fog to explore, and then lost contact.
Sitting at the conference table were sixteen official practitioners, including three deacons and thirteen captains.
They are the "Saint of Fire" from the fire master profession, the "Flower Language" from the wood demon profession, the "virtuous carrier" from the earth monster profession, plus the "Love of Summer Tree" and "Yunmeng" lost in the thick fog.
, all the saints who could come from the Hangcheng branch were dispatched.
The other saints did not participate in the action either due to work reasons or vacations. In addition, theoretically speaking, if the six saints cannot handle it, then the arrival of other saints will not help, and the elders will have to be invited.
When the other two saints frowned, the saint of fire said directly:
"My suggestion is that we each lead a team and charge into the thick fog. Gods will kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas if they block them."
This saint is 1.9 meters tall, has short hair, and wears a black vest. His strong muscles hold up the vest, and his biceps are as thick as a woman's waist.
A very standard fire master's answer, the four saints present ignored him.
The captains watched with eyes, nose and heart, and remained silent.
After a few seconds, Deacon Huayu, who was wearing a pleated dress, said in an ethereal voice:
"The thick fog of the bewitching demon will disorient those trapped in it. Yunmeng is a level 4 saint, and even she was hit by it. So the source of the thick fog must be at least level five.
"We need props that can identify directions in dense fog."
The thick fog of the Bewitching Demon has a strong bewitching power, which cannot be achieved by conventional items such as a compass.
"Honorable Deacon" the deacon shook his head and said:
"Then we have to have star officers to help, but there are too few star officers, and they are all in the capital. The ones stationed in the major branches are all night wandering gods."
Distinguishing direction is the basic ability of a star official who controls stargazing.
The Sage of Fire said displeasedly:
"There is so much nonsense, why don't you just bite the bullet? The longer you are trapped in the thick fog, the easier it is to go crazy and the citizens will go crazy. If the team last night went crazy, I don't know how many innocent people will be killed.
"Now, people are injured and killed all the time in the thick fog. The longer it goes on, the more serious the situation will be. Who will bear this responsibility?"
Deacon Huayu hummed and said: "Can it be solved by entering the thick fog? If everyone is trapped inside, wouldn't the situation be more serious?"
The Sage of Fire said: "We are all trapped inside, the elders will take action, and the matter will be solved."
Deacon Huayu replied:
"Then simply report it directly to the branch and ask the elders to take action."
"This will only prove our incompetence!" Xia Shuzhilian waved his hand, interrupting the dispute between the two.
After pondering for a few seconds, she seemed to remember something, turned to look at the assistant, and said:
"Is the person from the Songhai branch here? Give me a call."
Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately called the "customer service hotline" of the Songhai branch. After more than ten seconds, she hung up the phone and said:
"They said over there that they are only responsible for delivering news. They don't know the specific situation of the patrol. We can only wait."
The operator is only responsible for delivering messages and is not qualified to talk to the deacons and elders of the patrol team.
"Even if we have to go deep into the thick fog, we have to wait for Songhai's patrol team to arrive before we act collectively!" Deacon Huayu took a sip of tea and said in a curious tone:
"I don't know who the Songhai branch will send to support."
As a super first-tier city, Songhai is home to experts, and the patrol team is the elite among the elite. The minimum leader is a level 4 saint.
Moreover, the Songhai branch ranks among the top five branches and has abundant prop reserves.
The deacons in Songhai Patrol are different from those in other places.
Xia Shuzhilian thought for a while and said:
"I know a few of the patrol captains of the Songhai branch. As long as one of them comes, they can indeed force their way into the thick fog."
At this time, the door of the conference room opened, and an extraordinary traveler in formal attire led a group of people in.
The official travelers around the conference table looked sideways, and the leader was a young man in his early twenties, handsome and sunny, but lacking some maturity.
Behind him were four stunningly beautiful women, a mature and beautiful royal sister, a youthful girl, and a bold red-haired little girl.
"Yuanshi Tianzun?!"
Xia Shuzhilian raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
She didn't expect that the helper sent by Songhai turned out to be the popular fried chicken in the Five Elements Alliance.
After he cleared the killing dungeon, he joined the patrol team?
Deacon Huayu looked at the young man with a little curiosity.
The official practitioners around the conference table made a slight uproar, either surprised or excited. This was the special treatment given to celebrities and had nothing to do with their strength or rank.
The Saint of Fire frowned.
As the person in charge of the operation, Xia Shuzhilian came forward, stretched out her hand, and said:
"I am the person in charge of this operation, Natsuki Love."
"Yuanshi Tianzun!" Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand, shook it, and said with a smile:
"The Love of Natsuki. I read this mystery novel when I was in junior high school. I admired the heroine's reasoning ability very much, and I longed to have a female assistant like this in the future. Unfortunately, my assistant is a man."
The Love of Natsuki is an unpopular mystery novel written by a female writer from an island country.
Zhang Yuanqing was obsessed with mystery novels when he was in junior high school, so he read this little-known work and really liked the flamboyant heroine in this novel. He often lamented how great it would be if Brother Bing was a girl with reasoning skills.
Whenever he said this, Brother Bing would punch him.
Xia Shuzhilian was stunned for a moment, the smile on her lips widened, and her tone became gentle:
"It seems we have common interests. Please sit down and let me tell you about the current situation."
Although Yuanshi Tianzun is very famous and is regarded as an idol by many official practitioners, jokingly calling him Master Tianzun, in the eyes of the deacons, he is still just a junior.
The deacons will look at him differently because of his fame, but there is absolutely no respect or admiration.
No one will worship someone weaker than themselves.
In the final analysis, Yuanshi Tianzun is just a genius who has just been promoted to a saint, and his experience value will not exceed 5%.
When Xia Shuzhilian saw that the supporter was Yuanshi Tianzun, she was disappointed in her heart, but Yuanshi Tianzun's words made her feel that she had found a book friend and felt close to her.
After Xia Shuzhilian finished speaking, he said:
"We plan to enter the thick fog collectively and get rid of the bronze sculpture. We will wait for you."
Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said:
"Deacon Natsuki, you just said that one of the deacons lost contact in the thick fog. In other words, you have no way to tell the direction, right?"
Without waiting for Xia Shuzhilian to speak, Huayu said helplessly:
"Yes, so entering the dense fog collectively is a last resort. We can't say that we will definitely be able to touch the museum, but at least there won't be too much danger.
"According to our observation, the thick fog will make people disoriented and gradually go crazy, but there are no terrible enemies. If we lose contact with the outside world, the remaining team members will send the news back to the branch and ask the elders to take action."
The most effective way to restrain dense fog is the Rain Master's ability to summon wind and rain, but this is the power of the Lord.
Thick fog covered a radius of more than ten kilometers. Asano Ryo's method didn't work at first. Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
The Saint of Fire glanced at him and said:
"You are a level 4 star officer, and you don't know how to observe stars. I thought the Songhai branch would send level 5 or even level 6 saints to help. In the end, you only added a level 4 combat power, which is of no use at all.
"
If you were not a fire master, I would think you were provoking me. Zhang Yuanqing said:
"Since the Songhai Branch sent me here, I was naturally prepared. I have tools to identify the direction. Don't worry about that."
The eyes of the two deacons, Xia Shuzhilian and Huayu, lit up.
The Saint of Fire was stunned for a moment and said in surprise:
"That's great. Without further ado, let's take action immediately."
