Chapter 33 People Who Should Not Appear 3

Renault was surprised. Yuchen was ready to tell himself the information he had just obtained and quickly led the way. The two went all the way through the checkpoint to a secret place.

Speaking of secrets, there are no secrets. The Military Affairs Department was originally going to take out all the secrets. Yuchen believes that even in this room, I'm afraid there will be countless record crystals recording their words and deeds, every move.

The communication was as concise as possible, but Renault was shocked. He knew that if Yuchen told the truth, this war would not be as easy as imagined.

This is very important information!

"I will report your achievements, Yuchen." Before parting, Renault said to Yuchen with a smile, "You are indeed a talented person. I wonder if you are interested in joining our military information department? You know, our welfare is much better than that of the House of Governors, and there are no restrictions. Most importantly, we can't offend people.

In such a short time, he was dug the foot of the wall. Yuchen was a little embarrassed to laugh or cry. He knew that he had better not interrupt these things, so he had to politely say a few words and pushed the question to the president of the Senate and let them slowly quarrel with each other.

Farewell to Renault, Yuchen returned to the governor's house and found that Azo vonmat was already waiting at the door.

"I heard that Yuchen did a good job this time. Haha, I didn't expect that the problem that Renault's old dog couldn't solve was solved by the people of our governor's house. You are very good at giving everyone this time.

Yuchen knew that Jean Renault had been unable to wait for a long time and directly sent a message to Ai Zhuo to the important person. Ai Zhuo did not say anything at this time and obviously refused to let him go. Yuchen has never been interested in these official affairs, let alone involved. After dealing with a few words without nutrition, he asked Ai Zhuo for a leave and left the Senate on the grounds of fatigue.

Yuchen knows that today's intelligence is definitely a blockbuster*. I'm afraid it will directly promote the pace of the war. The more so, the greater your chances will be. Human beings will not allow orcs to set up a stable defense line to attack again. This is not human beings' own war, but a real race war, and any racial war, It has nothing to do with justice.

In other words, even if you are despicable and do everything, this war will be written in a just way in human history books.

Blitzkrieg is undoubtedly the safest means.

"The war, which was originally scheduled to be negotiated in March, will not start until about June, may be a few months in advance. The key now is the intelligence. Although we know that the orcs' strength is far more than expected, our team still knows too little about Zamreta, and it is easy to be led by the nose." Yuchen thought for a while and thought of Torista, and a plan formed in his mind.

"Yes, yes, there is still this way. Take the initiative to attack. If you fight with small elites, you should be able to get first-hand information." Yuchen made a decision now and ran in the direction of Solomon Manor all the way to the dust.

As he ran, Yuchen took out a crystal. In Moreg, there were only three crystals he carried with him, one Lada, one Miao, and the other one. Naturally, it was Torista. Infused with strength, the voice of Torista soon came.

"Hey Yuchen, contact me at this time. There must be good news." Torresta said, "I've been bored to death these days. I've been inspecting and inspecting and training every day. What you said is low-key and low-key. I think I'll be an idiot if I keep a low profile. Don't worry about you, will you?"

spoke slightly self-deprecatingly, showing a deep helplessness. Hearing this, Yu Chen smiled and said, "So I contacted you. Are you near the imperial capital now?"

"I'm training these little bastards at Morley's special No. 3 training ground. Why, does Moreg have good news?" Hearing Yuchen's words, Torresta became interested and quickly asked.

"It's more than a play. Come back immediately and discuss something important with you."

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When Yuchen discussed with Torista all the way, on the other side, the imperial capital Moreg, Nancheng District, Roman residence.

Roman Alex looked at Hong En in front of him with an angry face and roared loudly: "How much budget do you think we have? You idiot, let you bring the strong man here, but you bring some waste every time. Ha, well, I have no problem with bringing waste. Can you stop a seriously injured guy? Do you know how high the medical expenses in the imperial capital are recently?

"But Lord Roman..."

"But it's a fart? Now find a place to settle him. It doesn't matter if he is buried, just don't let him have anything to do with us, or we will really have no money for food next month.

With that, Roman stamped his feet and pointed to the ground in front of him.

I saw a bloody and dirty man lying on the ground. The huge wound near the heart of his back was rudely sewn together, oozing yellow water. Obviously, he was inflamed, and his whole popularity seemed to die at any time.

"Lord Roman!" Hong En showed no weakness to Roman this time and shouted, "Don't forget your noble virtues. You are the chosen one and the embodiment of the virtues of the world. How can you say such a thing?"

"Mide? Virtue fart!" He cursed in his heart, but Roman abruptly squeezed a smile from his face. Thinking that there were still many things to rely on this Hong En child, he could only compromise.

"Okay, okay, who made me the embodiment of human virtue?" Roman changed his words and naturally showed a disgusting aristocratic smile on his face, but now it seems that Hong En is very excited about this smile.

"Lord Roman! You are indeed the embodiment of virtue, and the hope of human beings has just offended you!" Deep bowing, Hong En hurriedly dragged the big man up, but looking at his body, it was a little difficult to do this after all.

"I don't know how you dragged him back." Roman sighed and picked it up. Then he lifted the whole man and put it on his spacious and comfortable chair.

"Daw, this is a new custom-made chair." Looking at the chair stained by the big man, Roman showed a painful look on his face, but his hands kept and began to carefully examine the wounds on the other party's body.

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became. If the big man had been injured, if he were a normal person, he would have died countless times. Looking at the situation of the wound, it has been at least a few months. Many places have been rolled up, the meat has rotted, and many places where it has been cut, and the exposed new meat has also begun to become gray and dead.

What a terrible trauma this is, and what a terrible will this big man can still survive!

"There must be a lot of people owe him money, this guy." Roman muttered and turned to Hong En, who was looking forward to it, and said, "Help me answer the communication at 42 Squirrel Avenue. I have to find Mr. Wei to save him."

Seeing that Hong En didn't understand, Roman said angrily, "Go! You saved the people, and you will bear the cost!"

"Good! OK! Lord Roman, I'll contact you right away." Hong En was full of joy and hurriedly agreed. He rushed out of the room and staggered all the way.

The cause of the incident was that when Roman went to the square to sketch in the morning, he found the big man lying in the grass. The big man was wearing a thick cloak and lying on the ground, looking weak.

In the idea of not letting go of any talent, Hong En wanted to talk to him, but was shocked to find that the big man was seriously injured and didn't think about it. Hong En held up the body of the big man and asked to save Roman. However, he obviously overestimated his strength. He dragged and pulled all the way and lost his strength. In addition, his reputation was not very good, and there was no one to help him. He had the right to laugh. People could not see the wound under the cloak, but thought that Hong En had abducted a poor tramp again this time.

It was so hard all the way that I used up all my strength for a lifetime. It was not until the evening that I dragged the big man to Roman's residence, so the previous scene happened.

Seeing Hong En go out, Roman's face gradually turned cold. He frowned and carefully checked the injury of the big man. The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

But gradually, he found that the big man's body seemed to be a little different from ordinary people. Under doubt, he tried to measure the big man's bones, and his face was shocked!

Then he took out a knife and gently cut it along the man's wrist. A stream of blood flowed out. He took a cup and took some of it. His fingers left and right, and the bleeding stopped. Finally, Roman just looked at the cup, demented and kept silent for a long time.

After a long time, Roman's eyes actually burst into tears, which was very inconsistent with his image. The more he wiped, the more the tears could not stop converging into a river.

"Old friend of Ancoloda! This is your descendant! Old friend! Did you see it? This is destiny!" The bottom of the cup has been covered with a thick layer of frost. Looking inside, the blood has actually formed an ice-like crystal, as crystal clear as ruby.

After saying that, he muttered like crazy and kept repeating: "Frost bloodline, frost bloodline. Since the descendants of Ancoloda have appeared on the mainland, the descendants of those old friends have almost arrived. The prediction of those years will also be realized. When the five sons appear in the world , the king of fear comes, between creation and destruction, there is supreme terror, between life and death, there is a chance.

Roman gritted his teeth, and there seemed to be a fierce meaning in his eyes. He reached out and attached the huge trauma behind the big man. He said to himself, "Yes, I can't let you die. Since you have frosty blood, it is naturally an opportunity. The more so, the more I can't let you die. I've been waiting for so many years. It's now, and I'm waiting for you to appear!"

Horrible things happened. Roman's whole hand began to change, and thick scales attached to it out of thin air, emitting a metallic luster. Later, the arm... No, it was no longer a human arm, but more like... lizard's claws!

After counting, a faint golden ** oozed from the scales, attached to the wound of the big man. The whole room only felt that the temperature had risen a lot in vain, and the muscles behind the big man began to melt.

"Severe, boy. Since you can withstand such a serious injury, you can naturally withstand my blood. As long as you pass this disaster, you are the son of prophecy, and I can also return what belongs to you."