Chapter 189 The Totem Master trades in the old for the new (3/4)
"...It would be great if my colleagues on Earth back then were as serious as this guy."
After muttering something in his mind, Ian said helplessly: "Anyway, after you crush the wooden box, throw the contents into the sea and wait for ten minutes, an armored shark will come over."
"This armored shark can understand human speech. If you tell it to go around the Caotan Cliff, it will definitely be able to sense the signal I release and let it join me."
Having said that, Ian watched the change in Scott's expression, and then found with some despair that the iron man in front of him was not surprised at all. His stunned and incredible expression was like the armored shark that Ian said could understand human speech.
The subsequent rendezvous and other plans are not worthy of the slightest surprise or curiosity.
"That's about it. Do you have anything else to ask?" Ian said, handing the wooden box in his arms to the other party.
As if he had received permission, Scott's expression suddenly shook, and then he showed a surprised expression and asked curiously: "Can the armored shark understand human speech? It's amazing... What if it can't understand?"
Do you need me to guide it all the way to Caotan Cliff with the bait?"
"...No need, you can just point at the sea and it will understand what it means."
Ian is really not good at dealing with people who are too rigid. The reason why Scott wasn't shocked and curious just now is because he didn't get permission. This kind of person is definitely the most at ease when he is a subordinate. It's no wonder that he can be promoted despite being so rigid.
But usually communicating with friends is really annoying.
Afterwards, Ian asked Scott about the recent movements of the indigenous people.
During the recent period, the natives are still dormant. Even at the junction of forces on the edge of the outer field, most of the native hunters are very tolerant. They will actively avoid the escorts when encountering them and never conflict.
"This is not normal."
Scott concluded, his expression was quite serious: "If Shanchao Department is like this, it can be explained, but Tenglan Department, which originally greeted us actively, also started to avoid us... Maybe it is Shanchao and Tenglan Department
This is a sign that we will reunite again!"
"When I reported the matter to the Yam Corps, he didn't care."
"Yes. Sure enough." Ian was not surprised, because based on the information he got, the current Tenglan tribe, or all the indigenous people, are probably working for the 'Zhanhai Crystal Dragon', a new and powerful magical beast.
And prepare secretly.
If they could turn the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon into their 'Totem Spirit'... then its potential would be many times greater than that of the Moray Eel, Crocodile Dragon Shadow Spider.
I am afraid that only the giant redwood forest and the sea of trees, the true foundation of the indigenous people, can be compared with it.
In that case, Port Harrison would probably have quite a headache.
Moreover, Knight Yam doesn’t care...
Ian thought it was impossible. As Yam, who had been dealing with indigenous people for decades, there was no way he could ignore indigenous-related information.
But what if this was intentional?
Yam is Viscount Grant's right-hand man, and his will is Viscount Grant's will... If we say that Viscount Grant allowed the natives to act, it was to highlight his importance in this survey and capture plan, and to better extend his kindness to the people.
If the Ellen family gets more credit in the imperial capital...
It's not impossible either.
At least Ian felt that Viscount Grant was indeed someone who would do this.
The movements of the natives and the backup plan for summoning the sharks have been guaranteed. What Scott promised will be accomplished with all his heart.
"correct."
Thinking of this, Ian spoke again. This time the young man's eyes lit up with an aqua halo: "After the storm starts, when you ask the armored shark to deliver the sword to me, you can go to the indigenous people to investigate the situation."
"If you were given a choice, where would you go to detect abnormal movements of the indigenous people?"
"If there is any change..." Speaking of which, Scott is a little troubled. He has difficulty making choices, so he likes others to assign tasks for him.
After thinking for a long time, he tentatively said: "Around the fog forest? That is the junction of the two major departments. If you want to explore the situation, it must be very important."
In the precognitive vision, Scott's fog was very stable, with no red and black signs.
"There are more." Ian said noncommittally: "Tell me a few more."
"Fluorescent sea?" Scott asked again.
"Well, next one."
"Southern Redwood Beach..."
"Oh, this is okay, what else? Are there any around here?"
"In that case, the only outlet to the sea is the Clodore River on the north side of Caotan Cliff."
After being denied several possibilities by Ian, Scott thought for a while before coming up with the answer: "That place is the core of the Tenglan tribe, where they build ships and go to sea. I usually look at it from a distance.
For a moment, but I dare not get close..."
At this point, his expression became determined: "It's just that if you need me to go, I'm willing to take risks..."
"No need." Ian shook his head quickly: "It's definitely not a place you can get close to. After letting the armored shark set off, just come back and stay in Harrison Port."
"Ah, okay, no problem."
In the eyes of the young man, the mist on Scott's body changed from a rich red to the original green halo, and then he nodded with satisfaction, thinking in his heart: "It seems that the Tenglan Department will also try to capture Zhan Hai during the storm.
Crystal dragon hatchling."
"Sure enough, precognitive vision requires an observation intermediary to exert this ability to obtain intelligence."
Ordinary people are useless. Only people like Scott who faithfully fulfill their own requirements and are extremely single-minded in their daily lives can achieve such good results.
"correct."
And Ian thought of another thing: "There is an alchemy sword in my warehouse, which is located on the second layer of plywood. During the storm, you go to my house to take out the sword and give it to the armored shark, and let it give the sword to
I."
This time, Ian could vaguely see that Scott's eyes were flickering. He was also quite curious as to why Ian had an alchemy sword, and why the armored shark could even do such a thing as giving the sword away.
Despite his serious and old-fashioned appearance, the captain of the Iron People's Guard is actually a young man in his early twenties with strong curiosity and desire for help.
But this time Ian didn't ask him to ask. When the boy said goodbye, he could even see that Scott's expression drooped, like a dejected big dog.
It’s not that I’m teasing Scott on purpose, but I really can’t tell him the origin of the alchemy sword.
After saying goodbye to the somewhat dejected Scott and leaving the garrison, Ian estimated the time and then decided to go to the Elder's Hall to talk to Elder Puder about Aboriginal-related matters.
Although Viscount Grant may have already prepared some ideas, he still needs to say what needs to be said.
However, something unexpected happened.
"Ian? You're here just in time. Come and test how this tea tastes!"
In the office on the second floor of the Elder's Hall, Ian actually saw Viscount Grant drinking tea with Elder Puder. The two were sitting on the animal skin sofa and chatting with relaxed expressions. They had obviously been chatting for a long time.
"I don't dare to say this nonsense, Lord Viscount."
Ian glanced sideways at the tea leaves on the table. This was a treasure from the Jiuhan Mountain Oasis. It had a pleasant fragrance. A brick of tea cost more than a hundred talers. Elder Puder himself was usually reluctant to drink more: "I don't know how to drink tea. You also know that I prefer drinking distilled water without flavor."
"Haha, indeed, young people should drink purer water. Children of the nobles in the imperial capital, but take the purest potions and water since childhood to ensure that the path to sublimation will not be affected."
With another sip, Viscount Grant drank a large glass while talking to Ian for a few words... Looking at Elder Puder's expression, it was like watching a cow chewing a peony, I couldn't bear to look at it!
"Unexpectedly, Pude, I thought you just liked drinking, but I didn't expect that you are quite as leisurely and elegant as those elves."
After drinking, the Viscount took the initiative to pour himself tea, forcing Elder Puder to take the teapot and pour him tea.
Ian could tell that these were two old men teasing each other, and it was determined that Elder Puder had drunk the Viscount's collection not long ago, so the Viscount came here to take revenge today.
Ever since Harrison Port became rich, everyone has had a lot more time to relax and be refined. Among other things, even the few families of white people who did not have enough to eat in the past can also think about whether to eat whole wheat bread or bake in the rebellion. Bread.
"Lord Viscount and Elder Puder, since both of you are here, I will report directly."
Although Ian himself didn't want to disturb this rare and harmonious atmosphere, he still had to say what needed to be said.
The young man's tone made the two people on the sofa slightly stunned. They looked at each other, then sat up straight and listened carefully to Ian's report.
But his first words shocked the two of them: "I had a premonition of Isengard's death."
"When he goes to sea this time, he will definitely encounter unexpected dangers...and I don't know whether it's the indigenous people, an accident at sea, or an assassination by a killer."
At this point, he remembered something again and added an extra sentence: "Yes, there is more."
"I went out today, together with Isengard and his guards, to seize the firearms used by the natives from the attack."
"I heard from them that this style is a weapon from Feiyandi, which is a bit weird."