my stealth fighter

Chapter 432
In order to verify his guess, Jiang Chanji swept away the rocks on the ground with his feet, and he found a shiny wafer-shaped object buried in the floating soil, which was the powerful permanent magnet seen in the simple house.

Not only in the soil, but also in the cracks of the strange peaks and rocks, he also saw the same permanent magnet, which was stuffed very deep. Unless the rock mass was destroyed, it would be impossible to get it out after being stuffed in. God knows How many such permanent magnets are placed in this depression, some big and some small, the big ones are as big as a palm, and the small ones are only as small as a fingernail.

Perhaps the power of each magnet can only affect a small range, but with so many magnets added together, I am afraid that even the aircraft flying over this place will be disturbed, let alone a small compass.

Just as he was thinking this, a black figure suddenly appeared from the fog and plunged headfirst into the ground.

He thought it was a sneak attack from No. 15 and the others, and subconsciously used rocks to cover his body, but after waiting for a second or two, there was no follow-up movement.

He looked over carefully, and saw that the so-called black shadow was not the weapon he imagined, but a pigeon, probably a carrier pigeon raised by bird lovers.

The pigeon was beaten badly on the ground, and except for the occasional twitch of the bird's claws, it was dead.

Apart from the wound on the head, there was no other trauma on its body.

It didn't seem to fall naturally while flying and being shot by bullets or bows and arrows, but it seemed to regard the earth as the sky and hit it head-on during high-speed flight.

I heard that birds rely on magnetic fields to perceive their direction. Could it be that the turbulent magnetic field of the depression interfered with the direction judgment of this pigeon, and after flying into the fog, it couldn’t tell the difference between up, down, left, and right?

Jiang Chanji was neither an ornithologist nor a pigeon, so he could only guess.

After walking a few steps forward, he saw the dead bodies of other birds on the ground, some of which may have died not long ago, some may have been dead for a few days, and the bodies had already grown maggots, or had been fed by insects and ants.

The dead birds belonged to different species, many of which he could not name. This situation basically confirmed his guess. The birds flying over this place were all disturbed by the magnetic field.

Although these birds are quite pitiful and have suffered unwarranted disasters, if the Sovereign is really trapped here, these birds can provide her with enough food, and the mist is rich in water, so if the water is collected, it will not die of thirst.

If the suzerain was trapped on the 15th and did not provide food for the suzerain, the suzerain should be able to survive this way, and it may be okay to last longer, but the physical strength is not optimistic.

On the 15th, this magnetic field may be installed because the suzerain is afraid of bringing a compass or a satellite phone, because the magnetic field can not only interfere with the compass, but also affect the normal operation of precision electronic equipment. As for the magnetic field, it will also bring food problems to the suzerain... She may have thought of it, or she may not have thought of it, but it was better than letting the suzerain escape or get in touch with the outside world.

Without the guidance of squid whiskers, Jiang Chanji would have lost his way now. This misty depression is like a natural maze. Interfering with the function of the vestibule, let alone one or two people, even if thousands of troops come in, they will probably be trapped.

There is no doubt that this is the well-designed home court of No. 15, where she is almost invincible.

Jiang Chanji feels that he has roughly grasped the secret of No. 15 now, and it is not appropriate to go deeper, because the squid mustache can only point out the direction of No. 15 and Zhao Man, but not the distance, and Zhao Man's whereabouts are too elusive. It will be troublesome if you bump into them while walking.

Their primary purpose is not to subdue No. 15 and Zhao Man, but to ensure the safety of the suzerain. If No. 15 and Zhao Man are cruel and directly attack the weak suzerain, it will be too dangerous.

So he turned around and returned in the opposite direction from the squid's whiskers, and finally returned to the entrance without any danger.

Just as he walked past the simple house and was about to leave the depression, the sound of snapping fingers suddenly sounded from beside him.

This time, his scalp was really numb with fright, because just now he snapped his fingers and said that he was still far away, why does he seem to be by his side now?
The snapping of fingers can affect the sense of direction and balance, but it will not affect the sense of distance, at least not significantly. The vestibule does not have the function of measuring distance, so he can hear the distance of the snapping fingers.

Unless No. 15 teleports in a wide range, it is haunted!
He anxiously looked towards the source of the sound. To his surprise, he didn't see No. 15 or Zhao Man. The sound seemed to come from...a very close window sill.

He looked through the glass, but there was still no one in the room, so he approached the window sill carefully, and found that the source of the sound turned out to be the speaker placed on the window sill.

What the hell?

Arabella has personally verified that the sound wave carrying the ability is invalid after being copied or transmitted by digital equipment. The snapping of fingers on the 15th is essentially not much different from Arabella's voice and the screaming sound of the bone bow. It's a sonic attack, but her sonic frequency may be a little special, which can cause the resonance of the vestibular lymph fluid. Therefore, if Arabella's voice is ineffective after being transmitted by digital equipment, there is no reason for the snapping of No. 15 to be special, right?
Jiang Chanji stood in front of the window sill, thinking hard on the speaker. At present, there are only two possibilities. One is that the ability of No. 15 is super special, and it is still effective after being transmitted by digital equipment, but is this too buggy?If this is the case, on the 15th, billions of people around the world, including all extraordinary people, can lose their sense of direction and balance through television and radio, and the whole world will collapse instantly!
No matter how you think about it, it's impossible. In this way, No. 15 will be invincible in the world, and the others have no room to resist. They just go back to their homes and find their mothers... No, I'm afraid they won't even be able to go home.

It's also very simple to verify, Jiang Chanji went straight to the door...and didn't go astray.

Then it was the second possibility. The finger snapping sound from the speaker had no special effect and could not interfere with his vestibular function.

Would the 15th not know this?

She deliberately set up this situation, will she know that her abilities will be invalid after being transmitted through digital devices?

Jiang Chanji couldn't confirm this guess, but he tended to think it was impossible, so why did No. 15...

He thought of the two sleeping bags in the house, and suddenly figured it out—the 15th also needed to rest, and it was impossible to snap her fingers 24 hours a day, so when she was resting, she continued to confuse the Sovereign through the recorded sound of snapping her fingers, The suzerain thought she was still snapping her fingers.

This can also explain why No. 15 and Zhao Man left the depression and appeared in another place last night.

So that means...

The 15th should come out soon, come back to this house to eat and rest!
Jiang Chanji broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't go deeper just now, otherwise he might have collided with No. 15.

He didn't dare to continue standing here in a daze, and took advantage of the failure of the snapping of his fingers, he ran out of the depression, turning his head while running, for fear that No. 15 and Zhao Man would suddenly appear.

He didn't stop until he got out of the fog and ran a kilometer or two out of the depression.

On the 15th, there is also the possibility that they drove out, so after he found Frigga who was grazing leisurely, he did not take off immediately, but took a lot of trouble to take Frigga around the side of the depression, and took off from the side. Returning the same way, circled along the coastline, avoiding the direction of the road, and then flew straight in the direction of Hongye College.

On the way back, he felt sorry for Frigga, and he was reluctant to let it fly back. After all, the weeds outside were not as nutritious as the feed of Hongye Academy. number method.

When he returned to school, it was already afternoon. He landed directly at the racecourse, handed Frigga to the care of the equestrian teachers, and ran to the student cafeteria to meet other people.

Except for No. 22 who was not there due to identity issues, all the others were present, including Aurora. Everyone heard from her that Jiang Chanji went to investigate alone, and they waited anxiously for the whole day. When Pegasus flies through the air, everyone gathers in the cafeteria, which is the most suitable place to meet and have a meal.

Before meal time, everyone waited outside the cafeteria.

"How is it? Have you seen the suzerain?"

As soon as Jiang Chanji showed up, No. 33 couldn't wait to meet him, holding his wrist tightly, staring into his eyes, for fear of getting bad news from him.

"Don't worry, I believe the suzerain is still alive, don't worry, wait for me to speak slowly."

Jiang Chanji understood her feelings, so he stated the conclusion she was most concerned about at the beginning, and then explained in detail what he saw and heard during this trip.

However, he made some innocuous modifications. He didn't say that he went deep into the depression. He only said that he came back after wandering around the periphery. Otherwise, if he could advance and retreat freely, wouldn't it appear that the suzerain is too useless?

After everyone listened to it, except for No. 33, who was saddened by the suzerain's torment during this period, everyone was frightened by the terrible face of that depression.

"I think Chanji's guess is right. On the 15th, she should confuse the Sovereign by snapping her fingers, so as to gain precious rest time. I think we can take advantage of this." Zixuan said .

"How to use it? The false snapping sound must be short-lived, and it's hard to say when it will appear." Xiaosui asked.

"No, you misunderstood, the point is not the false snapping of fingers, but the fact that they will return to the simple house to rest on the 15th." Zixuan thought for a while, "If we can make good use of this point, we seem to be able to avoid conflicts with 15th. No. and Zhao Man's direct confrontation."

Everyone listened intently. A strong enemy like this must be able to fight without fighting, except that No. 33 can't wait to tear No. 15 into thousands of pieces.

"There's a lot of water and food in their house, right?" Zixuan said to Jiang Chanji.

"Yes."

Zixuan rolled her eyes slyly, "Then... maybe we can inject some sedative drugs into the water and food when No. 15 and Zhao Man are not around. Sleeping pills may be enough. They will fall asleep after eating and drinking, and will sleep deeply, then we can easily catch them?"

"..."

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and I feel that although this idea is not fair, it sounds quite feasible. As long as the two of them fall asleep, tie them up and take Zhao Man elsewhere, because the rope is not enough. Zhao Man must be trapped, but even if she wakes up and escapes, she will not be able to take No. 15 away. Everyone's focus is on No. 15 and the suzerain, and Zhao Man is just a fish.

After falling asleep on the 15th, although it is still easy to get lost in the depression, at least it will not make people feel helpless.

"What about sleeping pills? Do you buy them at the pharmacy?" Jiang Chanji asked.

"I'm going to ask someone I know, and I should be able to get a more colorless, odorless, and more efficient sedative drug." Aurora said that she had neglected the matter of No. 33 because she was focusing on her own ability development, so she was eager to make up for it.

"Okay, then I'll leave this to Aurora-senpai."

No. 33 asked eagerly, "How long will it take to get the medicine?"

"Soon, it's all ready-made." Aurora said, "What's wrong?"

"If it's soon, I don't want to wait for Leila anymore. When I think of the suffering of the suzerain, I will..." No. 33's eyes turned red again.

"Don't!" Jiang Chanji quickly stopped, "No one knows if this method will work, let's wait for Leila, you can't put all your eggs in one basket, you have to have a plan B."

Everyone also agrees that it is best to persuade No. 33 to stay calm, and it is best to complete his work in one battle, after all, there is only one chance.

……

Not long after Jiang Chanji left, two figures appeared from the mist.

Zhao Man yawned, and even walked shaky, not because of the influence of snapping fingers, but because of sleepiness.

"I'm so sleepy, and I haven't slept for more than ten hours, I really want to sleep to death."

"Thanks for your hard work."

No. 15 is not very sleepy, she is used to short and fast sleep like a cat, and she can regain some energy by sleeping for a few minutes every hour, unlike Zhao Man, who is so sleepy to death.

"It's okay, as long as it's for Yuna, it's okay to be sleepy! Anyway, it should be over soon~"

Zhao Man walked to the door while talking and laughing, reaching out to push the door.

No. 15 grabbed her wrist, squatted down solemnly, and stared intently at the crack of the door.

The simple house didn't have a lock, and the door was ajar, leaving a crack in the door. At first glance, it looked the same as when they left.

However, a strand of hair tied to the door frame and doorknob broke in two.

Unless a typhoon passes by, there will never be wind in this depression, and there is no possibility of the door being blown by the wind.

There are no wild animals in the depression, not even a mouse. If a bird that fell from the sky hit the door, there is no dead bird nearby. Besides, if a bird or beast hit the door, there is no reason to restore the door to the way they left The original state at that time was not bad at all. "Someone has been here." Number 15 stood up and said.

She looked around vigilantly, and snapped her fingers to prevent the visitor from hiding nearby.

(End of this chapter)