Chapter 190: Totem Master Trade-In (3/4)

  Chapter 190 Totem Lord Trade-in (34)

   "...if only my colleagues on Earth were as serious as this guy."

  Muttered in his heart, Ian said helplessly: "In short, after you crush the wooden box, throw the contents into the sea, wait for ten minutes, and an ironclad shark will come."

   "This ironclad shark can understand human speech. You tell it to go to the edge of the cliff. At that time, it will definitely sense the signal I released and let it join me."

Having said that, Ian watched the change of Scott's expression, and then found with some dejection that the iron man in front of him had no surprise, astonishment, and incredible expression—like the Ironclad Shark that Ian said could understand human speech. And subsequent confluence and other plans are not worth the slightest surprise and curiosity.

   "That's roughly the case. Do you have anything else to ask?" Ian said, and at the same time handed 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 language? It's amazing... What if it can't understand? Need Do I take the bait and lead it all the way to the Sighing Cliff?"

   "...No, even if you just point to the sea casually, it can understand what it means."

Ian is really not very good at dealing with this kind of overly strict person. Scott was not shocked and curious just now because he didn't get permission. This kind of person must be the most reassuring subordinate. No wonder he is so rigid and can still be promoted. , but it is really too good at communicating as friends.

  After that, Ian asked Scott about the recent movements of the indigenous people.

  In the recent period, the aborigines are still dormant. Even at the junction of forces on the edge of the outfield, most of the aboriginal hunters are very tolerant, and they will take the initiative to avoid the guards and never conflict.

   "This is not normal."

Scott concluded that his expression was quite serious: "If it is the Shanchao Department, it can be explained, but the Tenglan Department will also take the initiative to say hello to us and began to take the initiative to avoid us... Maybe it is the Shanchao and the Tenglan Department Unite with Omens again!"

   "When I reported this to the Yam team, he didn't care."

"Well. Sure enough." Ian was not surprised, because according to the information he got, the current Tenglan tribe, or all the aboriginals, are probably also fighting for the brand new powerful monster "Zhanhai Crystal Dragon". And secretly prepare.

  If the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon can be turned into their "totem spirit"...the potential is many times stronger than that of any moray, crocodile, dragon, and shadow spider.

  I'm afraid, only the real foundation of the aboriginal people, the big redwood forest and sea of ​​trees, can be compared with it.

  In that case, Harrison Port may also be quite a headache.

   Besides, Iam Knight doesn't care...

  Ian thought it was impossible. As Yam, who has been dealing with aboriginals for decades, it is absolutely impossible to ignore information about aboriginals.

   But what if it was intentional?

Yam is the left and right arm of Viscount Grant, and his will is the will of Viscount Grant... If it is said that Viscount Grant let the natives move, it is to highlight his importance in this reconnaissance and capture plan, and to better favor Ai Lun family, and get more credit from the imperial capital...

   It is not impossible.

  At least Ian thinks that Viscount Grant is indeed someone who would do this.

  The movement of the natives and the successor who summoned Shasha have been guaranteed, and what Scott promised will be done with all his heart.

"correct."

  Thinking of this, Ian spoke again—this time with a water-colored halo in the boy's eyes: "After the storm starts, when you go to find the armored shark, you can go to the natives to check the situation."

   "If you had to choose, where would you go to detect the changes of the natives?"

   "Words of abnormal movement..." Speaking of it, Scott is a little distressed. He has some difficulty in choosing, so he likes others to give him tasks.

  After thinking for a long time, he tentatively said: "Around the fog forest? That is the junction of the two major parts. If you want to investigate the situation, it must be very important."

  In the precognitive vision, Scott's fog is very stable, without red and black signs.

   "There are more." Ian said noncommittally: "Tell me a few more."

   "Fluorescent sea?" Scott asked again.

   "Well, next."

   "Southern Sequoia Tidal Flats..."

   "Oh, this one is fine, what else? Around here?"

   "In that case, there will only be the mouth of the Clodor River on the north side of the cliff."

After being denied several possibilities by Ian, Scott thought for a while before he came up with the answer: "That place is the core of the Tenglan Department, where they build ships and go to sea. I usually look at it from a distance. A little, but dare not approach..."

   Speaking of this, he 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: "This is the place, you definitely don't want to get close. After letting the armored shark go, you can just come back and stay in Port Harrison."

   "Ah, ok, no problem."

In the eyes of the young man, the mist on Scott's body changed from rich red to the original green halo, and then he nodded in satisfaction, thinking in his heart: "It seems that the Tenglan Department will also try to capture Zhanhai crystals during the storm Dragon hatchling."

   "Sure enough, the predictive horizon needs an observation intermediary to exert this ability to obtain information."

  Ordinary people are useless. Only a person like Scott who will faithfully fulfill his own requirements and is extremely single-minded in his daily life can have such a good effect.

"correct."

And Ian thought of another thing: "There is an alchemy long sword in my warehouse, which is located in the second layer of splints. When it is stormy, you go to my house to take out the sword, and give it to the armored shark, and let it give the sword to you." I."

  This time Ian could vaguely see that Scott's eyes flickered. He was also quite curious about why Ian had a long alchemy sword, and why the Ironclad Shark could even do such a thing as sending a sword.

  Behind the seriousness and staidness on the surface, 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 teenager said goodbye, he could even see Scott's expression drooping, like a big dog with a somewhat dejected head.

   It's not intentional to tease Scott, but the origin of the alchemy sword can't be told to the other party.

   Saying goodbye to Scott, who was a little downcast, after leaving the Weirong Office, Ian estimated the time, and then decided to go to the Elder Hall to chat with Elder Purdue about indigenous matters.

  Although Viscount Grant may indeed have a draft, he still has to say what needs to be said.

  However, something unexpected happened.

   "Ian? It's just in time for you to come and test the taste of this tea!"

  In the office on the second floor of the Elder's Hall, Ian actually saw Viscount Grant drinking tea with Elder Pudd. The two sat on the animal skin sofa and chatted relaxedly, apparently for a long time.

   "I don't dare to say that, Lord Viscount."

Ian glanced sideways at the tea leaves on the table. This is a treasure from the Jiuhan Mountain Oasis. It has a pleasant fragrance. A piece of tea brick costs more than one hundred talers. Elder Pude himself is usually reluctant to drink more: "I don't know how to drink tea. You know, I prefer to drink unflavored distilled water."

   "Haha, indeed, young people should drink purer water—the aristocratic children from the imperial capital, but they have eaten the purest medicine and water since childhood, so as to ensure that the road to ascension will not be affected."

   Another gulp, Viscount Grant drank a big glass in just a few words with Ian... Looking at the expression of Elder Purdue, it was like watching a cow chewing peonies. I couldn't bear to look straight at it!

   "Unexpectedly, Pude, I thought you just like drinking, but I didn't expect you to have the leisure and elegance of those elves."

  After drinking, the Viscount wanted to pour tea for himself, forcing Elder Pude to grab the teapot and pour tea for him.

  Ian could tell that this was two old men teasing each other—it was specified that Elder Pudd had drunk the Viscount’s collection not long ago, so today the Viscount came here to take revenge.

Since Port Harrison became rich, the big guys have a lot more time for leisure and elegance. Among other things, even the few white people who couldn't eat enough in the past can think about whether to eat whole wheat bread or toast for breakfast. bread.

   "Master Viscount, Elder Pude, since both of you are here, I will report directly."

  Although Ian himself didn't really want to disturb this rare and happy atmosphere, he still had to say what had to be said.

  The boy's tone made the two people on the sofa startled for a moment. They looked at each other, then sat up straight and listened carefully to Ian's report.

  But his first sentence stunned the two of them: "I have a premonition of Isengarde's death."

   "He will definitely encounter unexpected dangers when he goes to sea this time... I don't know if it is the natives, an accident at sea, or an assassination by a killer."

   Speaking of this, he remembered something again, and added a sentence: "Yes, there are more."

   "I went out today, and Isengard and his guards seized the firearms they used from the indigenous attack."

   "Listen to them, this style is a weapon of Flamingo, which is a bit weird."

  (end of this chapter)