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After a moment.

"Buzz!"

The crystal ball placed on the ground began to vibrate, and above, the image of Chkaf appeared.

When Chkaf appeared, he bowed his head to the man behind the bone table and said, "Master Fog."

Then he looked up and said: "My lord, my soul has been repaired and can be resurrected. By retrospective memory, I'm pretty sure that if I go to the Southern Free Confederation branch this time, I will be very productive."

"That's good." The man known as Master Gray Fog nodded. "Then I will let Goroff arrange your resurrection. It won't take long for you to meet me at this headquarters. It will be time. , You tell me your findings in detail, and then set off for the Southern Free Confederation. In this way...almost seven or eight days later, when you get there, things will be resolved."

"Seven or eight days later?" Chkaf blinked, shook his head quickly, and said, "Adult, I'm afraid I can't wait so long. I'm worried that things have changed in the Southern Free Confederation, and I need to get there as soon as possible. Yes. There will be some delays in resurrecting me at the headquarters. I applied for a resurrection directly at the Southern Free Confederation branch."

"Resurrect directly in the Southern Free Confederation branch?" Gray Mist raised his eyebrows. "It really saves you time on your way. Maybe things can be handled before dark today. But..."

"However, your resurrection is a perfect resurrection, not to mention the huge amount of resources consumed, and the requirements for the resurrection room are also very high." Ash fog said, "As far as I know, the branch of the Southern Free Federation is difficult to meet."

"The Southern Free Confederation, hasn't you been building the core city, it's the Pompeii town." Chekhov said, "Pompey is now almost built, and the resurrection room is much higher than the rest of the branch, I can be there resurrection."

"Pompeii?" Gray fog pursed his mouth. "Chikaf, during your time in heaven, did you still have a comprehensive understanding of the organization's affairs. Indeed, if Pompeii's resurrection room is fully operational, Can barely meet your requirements for a perfect resurrection, as long as you are willing to bear a certain chance of resurrection failure."

"I'm willing to take it, sir." Chkaf said with a serious look.

Gray fog raised his hand: "Don't worry, listen to me. I appreciate your courage and courage in doing things. But now, even if you are willing to take this risk, it is impossible to do it. Because according to the latest news I received There was a big accident in the energy system established by Pompeo. Before the energy system was completely repaired, the resurrection room there could not run at full capacity, and could only achieve some of the most basic functions."

"So." The gray fog paused and gave Chekaf a deep look. "So, you can only be resurrected at the headquarters, and then spend some time rushing to the Southern Free Federation to deal with what you want to deal with."

"This--" Chkaf's face changed. "In this case, I'm afraid to drag it too long. Once I want to deal with things and characters out of control, I get there and fail."

"If you are really worried, then I can say hello to the Southern Free Confederation branch in advance."

"No," Chekaf shook his head quickly. "Adult, it's easy to cause some people to be alert and cause things to fail before they start. In addition, there are some things that I have to confirm in person before I can take action. If the warehouse promotes business, it may be a misunderstanding in the end. My face is nothing, and it damages your majesty, and it is unacceptable."

Gray mist stared at Chekaf for a while, and said quietly: "Chekaf, you really will give me a problem. Resurrecting you at the headquarters, you feel that there will be a delay, resurrection in other places, but unable Satisfy the conditions. In addition to these two methods, if you want to resurrect, it will only cost you a lot to seek the help of the "Dead Sea".

Yes, the'Dead Sea' is indeed active in the Southern Free Confederation. If he is willing to take action, you can resurrect him in an unconventional way. But the guy in the "Dead Sea" has always been mysterious and rarely speaks at meetings. I can't tell him what to do, and you are even more impossible. So what are you going to do? "

"I..." Chkaf hesitated.

The situation is clear: either resurrect at the headquarters and spend a few days rushing to the Southern Free Federation to deal with the matter, or wait for Pompeii’s resurrection room to return to normal and resurrect directly at Pompeii – if there is no accident, this option may cost More time.

In short, he has to wait for some time to reach his goal.

In a way, he has waited for more than half a year, and then waited for another ten days and a half months.

But in fact, it is precisely because he has waited for more than half a year, and now he feels that he can’t wait for a moment, and feels that he has waited to the limit, and then slow down for a while, all the things he wants to deal with may be out of control.

What should I do?

Chkaf thought, Chkaf was confused.

Gray Mist glanced at Chekhov's expression, shook his head, and said: "Can't you choose now, then, well, you think about it first, and wait until you are sure whether to resurrect at headquarters or Pompeii Tell me later."

After speaking, Gray Mist waved to Golov.

Golov clearly realized that he walked close to the crystal ball of communication and crouched obesely slightly. A short thick radish-like finger was pressed on the crystal ball, and after a few operations, the image of Chekhov slowly faded and began to dissipate.

In the lightening, Chekaf stopped talking, but in the end he still couldn't think of the best option to solve the problem perfectly. He had to look at his own image, fade in the hall and fade again until it was close to transparency...

...

Pompeii.

Richard walked out of the business point and stepped on the small square in front of the business point under the light of the setting sun. Ready to cross the square, walk down the Vesuvius Dak Volcano, and really leave.

...

Inside the Garden of Eden.

Pandora is traveling through buildings, shutting down many unnecessary instruments. On the one hand, it is to reduce the energy demand and reduce the load on the energy system. On the other hand, it is to increase safety. If a battle really breaks out here, the loss can be minimized.

The golden retriever dog has run back from outside the building complex, holding a paper ball in his mouth, drooling, and chasing to Pandora, ready to deliver the hard-to-recover paper ball to Pandora, receiving the highest honor.

In the No. 3 research room, the tin-wood "Gudong Gudong" absorbed a lot of nutrient solution, and the original strength was further consolidated. The bark on the surface of the trunk was slowly dyed with a layer of light gold, and the body was stronger.

In the warehouse room, the old lich's lips were purple, his fingers were shaking madly, trying to control the impulse to escape, and the spell puppet came again. From now to now, he has counted how many times. The results are no exception. Every time, the number of spell puppets decreases, sometimes by one, sometimes by two, sometimes even by three, resulting in the number of spell puppets now being less than forty.

Damn it!

Damn it!

what happened?

The old lich stared his eyes wide, stared at the apparently reduced spell puppets, and opened his mouth.

"one two Three……"

Counting to half, he suddenly had a sound, and saw a skeleton standing in the middle obviously a little wrong, more than a circle larger than the adjacent magic puppet, as if it was a fat man who was eaten by overeating.

When did he make such a strange looking skeleton? Also, why did he not notice before?

He stared at the fat skeleton seriously, his wide-eyed eyes widened a bit, because he saw the six extra arms that were carefully hidden behind the skeleton.

The opponent has eight arms!

"You!" At the next moment, the old Lich rushed up excitedly and pinched the neck of the fat skeleton ~www.readwn.com~ shouted out of his mouth, "I said why I did not see you during this time, I said why During this time, you did not come to trouble, I said why my number of spell puppets is less than one at a time. It turns out that you secretly came in to trouble me."

"Return me! Return my spell puppet! Spit out all the spell puppets I ate and spit it out!" The old Lich grasped his neck hard and shook wildly.

Anan, an eight-armed skeleton, looked quietly at the old Lich, with an innocent look, and the fire burning quietly in his eyes, as if to say: What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Hey, don't shake me.

...

Pompeii town square.

Richard had reached the center of the square, and the afterglow of his eyes saw a small light spot suddenly appearing in the sky.

He looked up and looked at the small light spot, blinking hard, making sure that he didn't look at the flowers. Not an illusion, a small spot does appear, and he is approaching Pompeii.

Is that... meteor?

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