Mo Lan looked at the voice call application with confusion. It showed that the other party was actually a system prompt.
The system prompts that I can still make calls?
Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was probably the customer service staff who had called him, but Mo Lan still had some doubts in his heart.
Does the customer service have anything to do with him?
"I am customer service number 9527. Hello, I would like to ask, Mo Lan, what are you doing now with such a big space fluctuation?"
After Mo Lan answered the call, a rather calm voice came from the other side of the phone. Why did it appear so calm?
Because Mo Lan feels that this calmness seems a bit fake?
Well, it's an illusion.
"Oh, me? I'm opening a space channel. Is there any problem?"
"Space channel?!"
"yes."
Mo Lan looked at the huge hollow in front of him that was two thousand meters long and more than three hundred meters high. He nodded and said again.
"It's a space channel."
"Space channel?!"
Mo Lan suddenly felt that the person opposite him couldn't hold it in any longer. He finally couldn't hold it in any longer, so he burst out and threw a photo over.
System prompt: "Screenshot.jpg"
"You call this a space channel?!"
Mo Lan glanced at the screenshot and saw that it was where he was now. As for the height of the screenshot...
It's probably about two thousand meters in the air.
Mo Lan suddenly understood that the sense of prying eyes he had just noticed came from here. Before, Mo Lan thought it was a more powerful god.
But did opening this space channel attract their attention?
Mo Lan was slightly confused.
And did he directly see through the near-god-level spell cover?
Then this should be derived from the observation method of the game system.
Mo Lan guessed in his heart, looked at the screenshot quietly, and said with certainty.
"Yes, space, passage, and passage on the spatial level are all satisfactory. Although this is a little larger, it is still a space passage. There is no problem."
"...Forget it, if you say so, then that's it. In that case, the floating city under your feet was built by you, right?"
"That's right, didn't I ask many players to help me with the manufacturing? This is what I do."
"This is not quite the same as the rumored magical city."
The person on the other end seemed to speak after some words.
"There's a little difference."
"Well, there is indeed a little difference, but not much."
The person in charge looked at this huge, suspended, and extremely high-energy floating city, and suddenly didn't want to discuss this topic with Mo Lan.
What the hell do you call a little difference?
They are all magic cities, right? But isn’t that the only thing that’s the same?!
"Okay, then where are you going to open this space channel?"
"Go to the abyss world."
Mo Lan suddenly discovered that there were criss-crossing silver threads in front of the space passage. These silver threads were woven into a fine network to block all the space passages. These thin lines seemed to be thin, but they could be indestructible from falling space debris.
There was no response at all, and it was easily intercepted.
At this time, the person on the other end of the voice call asked another question.
"Then why is there the aura of alien gods behind the space passage?"
When Mo Lan heard this question, he reacted instantly. Although they were talking to him, the protective measures did not stop or slow down. They did not relax their vigilance at all because they were one of their own.
But Mo Lan didn't care, because this was a good thing from every angle.
After all, he doesn't want to betray humanity or the world, so he doesn't worry about his own problems at all.
This will actually make him feel more at ease. With such a layer of review and such a group of unknown guardians here, he can feel more at ease and feel more at ease.
At the same time, Mo Lan also realized why the normal gate to another world did not attract any attention, but this opened space channel caused such a big reaction.
I'm afraid it's because this space channel has reached a level that allows the energy level of gods to pass through, and there happens to be another god, a god from another world behind this god-level cross-world space channel!
Putting these two elements together, I am afraid that everyone will think too much and everyone will be unable to help but be vigilant!
This is no joke.
At this moment, Mo Lan smiled helplessly. There was no way around this. He could only find a way to do the explanation work, but the explanation work was not that easy to do.
Mo Lan gently held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly.
"If I said it was me, would you believe it?"
"You mean, that's you too?"
Mo Lan nodded very sincerely. Although this was just a voice chat, Mo Lan knew that the other party could see his movements.
After Mo Lan nodded, the voice call became quiet for a moment. If Mo Lan could not hear the other party's slow breathing, Mo Lan would have hung up.
"I believe it."
Mo Lan was stunned by the sudden two words, almost thinking he didn't hear them clearly.
"Do you really believe that?"
"Well, bye."
Mo Lan was stunned when he realized that the phone call had been hung up, and the silver-white silk network that originally appeared in the space channel had disappeared without a trace. Obviously, the channel had indeed been opened.
Mo Lan knew in his heart that they should have investigated some situations just now, so he didn't ask any more questions and just believed it.
"Tsk, continue."
Mo Lan shook his head and continued.
On the other side, inside the office, the person in charge hung up the phone and looked at his phone that had been blasted and fell into deep thought.
"Has the alarm been removed?"
"Not yet, do you want to remove it now?"
"Well, withdraw...wait, let me see if I can apply for an exercise.
After all, the alarm has sounded now, and the departments that should respond should have already responded, so let's apply for a drill.
Avoid wasting some of the losses caused by this reaction.”
The person in charge was still deep in thought. He was thinking about how to explain all these things to the leader. After thinking for a while, he decided to tell the truth and apply for a drill permit.
"Damn Mo Lan, why on earth do you call it a space channel?!
That god is also yours, I...well, it is indeed yours."
The person in charge was speechless and reluctantly answered the phone.
"Hey leader, I listen to your explanation, oh no, you explain it to me, ah...
Ah, leader, don’t talk about you again, you, please listen to my explanation... Hello?
