Chapter 1548 Dream Breaking in Qiming Twenty-seven
Chapter 1548: Dream Interruption to Qiming (27)
At the same time, on Bedivere's side, the werewolf youth had an appointment with King Arthur, so as soon as he left the medical room, he immediately rushed to the bridge of the ship.
As soon as the werewolf youth stepped into the bridge, he found that King Arthur had already found a chair to sit down and was waiting for him.
"Arthur." There were only Bediwell and Arthur here. The werewolf youth was not polite to his old friend and asked straight to the point: "What should we do next? Are we going back to South Africa again?"
"No, we will conduct the search for Uncle Yake here next, and right here." The Knight King said mysteriously.
"It's right here? But it's at least half of Africa away from South Africa!?"
"It's okay, Bedivere." King Arthur smiled and took out two headbands from his arms: "Do you remember these things?"
"It's this damn thing again." Bedivere immediately made a long face when he saw the headband. Of course he remembered this thing. He had been semi-forced to wear this headband by Constantine before, and found out that this thing was actually
A newly developed long-distance reconnaissance tool in Great Britain.
Using this, the artificial Holy Spirit in the headband can be released, and the user of the headband can control the activities of the artificial Holy Spirit from a distance like a remote control for long-distance detection. Although this ghost thing still has many technical flaws.
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"There are only three such headbands in the whole of Great Britain, Bedivere." King Arthur said with a smile, "One is in your hotel room, and the other two are in my hands. But these two
It is an improved model, and some new functions have been added based on the experimental data collected previously."
"I still don't understand, Arthur." Bedivere was too lazy to listen to the new functions. Instead, he asked the most important question: "What happens after using these headbands to release the artificial Holy Spirit? Fly from here to Pretoria."
?The distance is still quite far. And is it really okay to use something as conspicuous as the Holy Spirit in broad daylight? Will passers-by regard it as a ghost wandering the streets and cause a huge commotion?"
"Bedivere, you should study physics seriously." Arthur then smiled slightly sarcastically: "The spirit body is composed of photons, and the fastest speed of photons can be close to the speed of light. Fly from here to Biller
Tonya, it just happened in a few seconds."
"Oh------" the werewolf young man blushed: "But------"
Before the werewolf youth could continue, the King of Knights continued to retort: "And precisely because the spirit body is composed of photons, it can actually become completely transparent when it doesn't want others to see it. We control these [ghosts] in the street
When we walk in the street, passers-by are completely blind. So we can follow whoever we want, and the other person doesn’t even know that we are following them.”
"Uh. Okay." The werewolf youth felt a little embarrassed.
"Then, Captain, please take a seat." The King of Knights said jokingly, and handed the ring to Bedivere.
"Are you really going to do this, Arthur?" The werewolf took the ring, still a little hesitant: "Right here?"
"This should be the safest place in the world, right? No one will know that we are hiding here and using our headbands, and we don't have to worry about being assassinated by assassins who suddenly appear." Arthur said, "You can still give orders if you feel unsafe.
The ship's artificial intelligence has locked the bridge doors."
"Okay. Let's do it like this." Bedivere then said: "Eve, lock the bridge door until I give the order again."
"Understood, Captain." The navigation system replied. The door of the desert boat, which was made of a special alloy and collected a large number of high-tech crystallizations of the ancient gods and humans, was firmly locked. Bediwell then sat down.
At the captain's seat, I was about to put on the detective ring for controlling the Holy Spirit.
"Speaking of which, Bedi," the King of Knights also stretched his muscles and assumed a comfortable sitting posture: "Have you thought of a new name for this ship?"
"What? Wouldn't it be better to just call it Desert Boat?"
"Are you sure?" Arthur snorted and said, "It's rare for a ship to be renovated. The appearance has changed and the owner has changed. Do you, who is now the captain, really plan to continue using the nondescript name [Desert Ship]?"
Do you want to call your own ship?"
"But...I can't think of any good names for the moment?" The werewolf youth was worried. He was suddenly asked to change the name of a ship, and he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.
"You can continue to use the old name, or you can choose a new name, it's up to you." The King of Knights put on his headband and said, "But if you really want to change your name, you'd better think of a new name quickly. For such a large ship
The spacecraft must be registered with its nationality, otherwise it will be illegal to cross the airspace of any country. If you want to register the country of the ship in Great Britain, you must give it a name. Once you register a name, you can never change it.
Well, if you insist on using [Desert Boat]------"
Then will it have to be called the Desert Ship from now on? Bediwell wondered. That would be really embarrassing.
However, anyway, it is not too urgent to change the name, so we can leave it alone for the time being. Thinking this, Bediwell put on the headband and adjusted his posture on the seat. The headband was functioning normally, and the werewolf
Not long after the young man put on the headband, his eyelids became extremely heavy, his consciousness began to blur, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.
Then his vision expanded again and he appeared as a spirit body. In other words, Bedivere, who fell asleep with the ring on his head, was now controlling a spirit body to appear in the same place and continue his activities.
"Bedivere." Another spirit appeared next to the spirit controlled by the werewolf youth, and he made a voice like King Arthur: "Can you hear me?"
"Arthur?" The spirit controlled by Bedivere turned and looked at the other party: "Can this spirit speak?"
"It's not like being able to speak. It's something like some kind of telepathy, which is only common between spirit bodies." The spirit body controlled by the Knight King said: "In the same way, you can see me because you are now
The ones controlling it are spirits. Spirits can see each other, but others can't see us."
"Is it really invisible?" Bedivere was a little worried. After all, the spirit body currently controlled by King Arthur is a shimmering white thing. Its outline is extremely clear, and it looks vaguely like a young man -----
-Somewhat similar to King Arthur.
Bedivere looked at his own hand, or rather the spiritual body's hand, which was very close to a human hand.
"Bedi, come here." King Arthur ignored the werewolf youth's doubts and walked to the table in the control room. There, the list of characters given by the previous shadow agent had been neatly spread out on the table.
"Can you remember these lists?" Arthur asked.
"There are many lists... I just have no problem remembering the ones that have been circled." The werewolf youth answered truthfully. His memory is not very good, it can only be said to be at the level of an average person.
"Forget it, just try to remember it. I'm just on the safe side." The King of Knights said, as if he had memorized most of the list.
Bedivere glanced at the list again, trying to remember those people as much as possible. When he felt that he remembered almost all of them, he nodded to the spirit controlled by the King of Knights.
"Very good. Let's go then." Arthur said, and then walked towards the window of the bridge. Because King Arthur only controlled a spirit body, it could easily pass through the wall. Without any hindrance, it
Arriving on the deck of the desert ship.
The spirit controlled by Arthur looked up at the sky, calculated the direction, and then stretched out a hand to the spirit controlled by Bedivere who followed: "South Africa is over here, follow me."
"Want to fly over?"
"Yes. Have you never tried flying with a spirit body?" King Arthur smiled slyly: "It is a very interesting experience."
The werewolf youth shrugged and stepped forward to grab the hand of the spirit controlled by King Arthur. The spirit controlled by King Knight suddenly jumped up from the ground and took the spirit controlled by Bedivere into the air.
"If you have never experienced it before, flying at full speed all of a sudden may be a scary experience." Arthur said: "Do you want to speed up slowly and let you get used to it first?"
"No need, fly over quickly." Bedivere said.
"So------"
Whoosh!---------------------------------------------Not waiting for Bediville yet
After reacting, the two spirits were already flying at super high speed.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah------" were of course followed by Bedivere's scream.
"I'm talking about you, but what about..." King Arthur couldn't help but say while flying at high speed.
Arthur was already able to conjure wings and had experienced countless extremely fast flights in the air a long time ago, so of course he would not be frightened by this kind of flight close to the speed of light. Bedivere was different, seeing his own vision
All the scenes in the scene passed by his eyes like a torrent. Everything was so fast and so dizzying that it was natural for the werewolf young man to be frightened.
"Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh----------" Bediwell looked like he wanted to vomit, but he was currently controlling a spirit body, so the spirit body couldn't vomit it out.
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"Do you want to slow down?" Arthur asked.
"Still slow------"
"Uh, we're here." The King of Knights said jokingly, and suddenly stopped.
That's right, here we are! The two spirits flew at close to the speed of light, spanning more than half of Africa in an instant, flying from the Red Sea to Pretoria, the capital of South Africa. The flight of spirits and the teleportation commonly used by mages
In fact, there is not much difference between the teleportation technique, and it may be a little slower than the teleportation technique. But after all, the earth is a small planet, and teleporting from one place to another instantly is just a piece of cake.
Looking at the city from this distance, it is a completely different sight. The extremely prosperous and huge city is filled with tall buildings and busy traffic. It should be grand and spectacular, but when viewed from a high altitude, it all looks so small. The vehicles on the ground simply look like...
A crawling ant colony.
"Now that we're here, let's go into the city." Bedivere said.
"No." The spirit controlled by the King of Knights pulled the spirit controlled by Bedivere. It stretched out its hand and clicked in mid-air, hitting an invisible barrier.