Chapter 52 Teleportation

"I hope so."

She, who had the most confidence before, now has no hope.

Regarding the evil-destroying gun, even a genius like Dr. Ma can only make guesses without any practical results.

Yes, the temperature is heated to more than 100,000 degrees, and the intensity of the laser is high enough to melt the evil-killing gun. But after melting, it is just a ball of alloy mud with nothing.

If it is recast, it will be useless.

After wasting an evil-killing gun, Dr. Ma had to be cautious and never dared to damage it easily again. He could only conduct shallow observations through the equipment.

But what's the use?

Yes, through some cutting-edge equipment, it is possible to observe the complex interlaced three-dimensional cloud patterns on the surface of the evil-killing gun, but these cloud patterns are too subtle, and the three-dimensional shape of their structure is accurate to one thousandth of the nanometer level, which is the skin. meter level. Dr. Ma once tried to replicate these moire patterns on other materials, but the accuracy of the photolithography machine was far from enough, and the reproduction was a complete mess.

Except observation. Their technology cannot produce any useful experiments at all.

"Their level of civilization has far surpassed ours." Jiang Yue was silent for a long time and said blankly: "Chief, where should we go from here?"

The middle-aged officer was silent for a moment, and said after a moment: "The ancestors said that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Even He cannot make us bow our heads..."

However, both of them know that words are words and actions are actions.

The disaster of world destruction did not make them bow their heads, but that was because He never said hello to them. If that person had given them a greeting and put forward some conditions before they learned that they could indeed destroy the world, no matter how harsh they were, they would probably agree.

At this moment, the middle-aged officer's expression suddenly changed, and a very subtle sound came from the miniature earphones in his ears.

He concentrated for a moment, showing deep thought. Then he began to look at Jiang Yue in front of him, and Jiang Yue looked confused.

"Come out with me."

The middle-aged officer said something and walked out.

Jiang Yue followed him out with doubts.

The elevator soared up, all the way out of the underground experimental base and into a hall.

"come over."

The middle-aged officer waved, called Jiang Yue aside, considered it for a moment, and said: "There has just been news from the Los Angeles base, which may involve you."

"Please give instructions, chief."

The middle-aged officer nodded, pursed his lips, and said: "The Great Xia Empire's selection of emperors covers our world. General Wang sent it to us in the form of an official document. Do you understand what he meant?"

Jiang Yue was startled and said: "He wants to be drafted in other survivor bases?"

"Yeah." The middle-aged officer sighed: "It's really...awkward."

Jiang Yue said: "Chief, this is an opportunity. An opportunity to break into their ranks! I ask for permission to participate in their...draft."

The middle-aged officer thought he needed persuasion, but he didn't expect Jiang Yue to bring it up himself. He couldn't help but be touched for a moment and said: "But you have to understand the meaning of the draft. They are an empire!"

"I know, Chief. Because of this, it is an excellent opportunity. Once selected, it is equivalent to directly entering their core center."

"But you need to know more, even if you find out something, how will you send it back?"

"There are always more solutions than difficulties." Jiang Yue said firmly: "I will find a way!"

...

After receiving the news, dozens of survivor bases that could be contacted in China, the United States, and Europe all thought this was an opportunity.

As the remnant forces of the First Realm, they are now facing a situation where they are caught between two powerful opponents and are in a dilemma.

The one who destroys the world cannot be defeated. What comes across the border is even more mysterious and powerful.

As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy. If Daxia were in this world, they would have sent many spies. But Daxia is in another world, and there is nothing they can do.

Now the opportunity came to their doorstep, so according to the harsh conditions in the official document conveyed by Wang Yisheng, they gritted their teeth and selected their best women. After some assault training, they were hurriedly sent to the Los Angeles base.

At this time, the corresponding portal to the first realm was finally almost completed.

There is no need to continue procrastinating, the probing chess pieces have fallen, and targeted methods have been drawn. It happened that the Emperor was drafting, so Wang Yulong waited and made final improvements on the already established portal framework.

Jiang Yue arrived at the Los Angeles base half a month later.

There were three other people traveling with her. They are all outstanding women selected from thousands of bases in the capital. No matter the figure, appearance or temperament, he stands out from the crowd.

Naturally, people from other bases also came. As few as two or three, as many as four or five.

There are more than 150 outstanding women gathered in dozens of bases.

This is the best part of a world that has survived after a catastrophe.

Wang Yisheng was naturally satisfied.

He waited for a while in the hall and said a few words.

Said: "The supreme Daxia dominates the draft, you are lucky not to miss this world."

As soon as this statement came out, many people showed disdain.

They are all outstanding women of the new era. For the feudal and decadent so-called emperor's draft, a large part of them come with other purposes. There are some who are truly sincere, but not many. After all, they were selected with government backgrounds.

Wang Yi Shengquan pretended not to see you and said: "General, no matter what your purpose is, I believe that as long as you arrive in the empire, you will naturally change."

Some of those who were not deep in the city showed a look of fear.

Wang Yisheng added: "You are all very outstanding, so there is a high probability that you will be selected to enter the Imperial Palace of Diqiu, either as a female official or a palace maid, or even become an imperial concubine with the emperor's blessing. I am here, general. I wish you all a successful trip.”

Finally, he said: "The trip is in three days, just wait for a while."

Three days passed by in a flash, and Jiang Yue, still wearing a heroic military uniform, gathered in front of the stalwart portal with other outstanding women.

She looked at this huge portal, wondering what she felt in her heart.

On both sides of the door, there is a huge mirror placed on each side. The mirror is smooth and clear, but it is not made of glass. There were dense cloud patterns on the edge of the mirror, which reminded Jiang Yue of the cloud patterns on the evil-destroying gun.

She couldn't help but look at the door again. Sure enough, the door was also covered with cloud patterns.

"It seems that this so-called Daxia Empire and their civilization are closely related to these cloud patterns."

Suddenly, wisps of brilliant light flickered on the portal. A huge blue light like thunder met in the center of the portal, and a black hole slowly formed!

"Portal!"

Some even exclaimed.

The black hole gradually expanded and was finally confined within the portal, forming a dark blue vortex.

At this time, Wang Yisheng, who was standing under the door, spoke: "Come one by one and walk in front of the mirror."