Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 190: Totem master trades in old for new (3/4)
"...if only my colleagues on Earth were as serious as this guy."
Muttering something 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 words. You tell it to go to the edge of Tantan Cliff. At that time, it will definitely sense the signal I released and let it join me."
Having said this, Ian watched Scott's expression change, and then found with a little dejection that the iron man in front of him had no surprise, astonishment, and incredible expression—as if Ian could understand what Ian said. The Ironclad Shark and subsequent rendezvous 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 ironclad shark understand human language? What should I do? Do I need to 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 rigid 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 You can still get a promotion, but it's really too choking to communicate as friends.
Afterwards, Ian asked Scott about the recent movements of the indigenous people.
In the recent period, the aboriginals are still dormant. Even at the junction of forces on the edge of the outfield, most aboriginal hunters are very forbearing. They will actively avoid the guards and never conflict.
"This is not normal."
Scott concluded that his expression was quite serious: "If it is the Mountain Tide Department, it can be explained, but the Tenglan Department has also started to take the initiative to avoid us... Maybe it is the Mountain Tide and the Department A sign that the Tenglan Department will unite again!"
"When I reported this to Yam's 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 natives, are probably also working for the brand new "Zhanhai Crystal Dragon". secretly prepared for the powerful monsters.
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 indigenous people, the big redwood forest and the sea of trees, can be compared with it.
In that case, Harrison Port may also be quite a headache.
Besides, Knight Yam doesn't care...
Ian thought it was impossible. As Yam, who has been dealing with indigenous people for decades, it is absolutely impossible to ignore information related to indigenous people.
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 allowed the actions of the natives, it is to highlight his importance in this reconnaissance and capture plan. Be kind to the Ellen family, and get more credit from the imperial capital...
Not impossible.
At least Ian thinks that Viscount Grant is indeed someone who would do such a thing.
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.
"Right."
Thinking of this, Ian spoke again—this time with a water-colored halo in the boy's eyes: "After the storm begins, when you ask the armored shark to bring me the sword, you can go to the natives to check the situation again. "
"If you had to choose, where would you go to detect the indigenous movement?"
"If there is a change..." 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 departments. 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 was noncommittal: "Tell me a few more."
"Fluorescent Sea?" Scott asked again.
"Well, next."
"South Redwood Beach..."
"Oh, this 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."
Ian denied several possibilities in a row, and 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. Look at it from a distance, 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 the risk..."
"No need." Ian shook his head quickly: "This place is absolutely not for you to get close to. After letting the armored shark go, you can just come back and stay in Port Harrison."
"Ah, yes, no problem."
In the eyes of the young man, the mist on Scott's body changed from a 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 during the storm Capture Zhanhai crystal dragon larva."
"Sure enough, the predictive horizon requires 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.
"Right."
And Ian thought of another thing: "There is an alchemy long sword in the warehouse of my house, which is located in the second layer of plywood. When there is a storm, you go to my house to take out the sword, and give it to the armored shark, so that it can hold it Give me the sword."
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.
Under 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 boy said goodbye, he could even see Scott's expression drooping, like a big dog with a little downcast.
It's not intentional to tease Scott, but the origin of the alchemy sword can't be told to the other party.
Farewell 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.
"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. Drinking tea, you know, I prefer to drink tasteless distilled water."
"Haha, indeed, young people should drink purer water—the noble 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."
He took another sip, and Viscount Grant drank a big glass just in the few words he was talking to Ian... Looking at the expression of Elder Pude, it was like watching a cow chewing peonies, and I couldn't bear to look straight at him up!
"Unexpectedly, Pude, I thought you just like to drink, but I didn't expect you to be quite as leisurely and elegant as 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 that the rebellion is to eat whole wheat noodles Pie or toast.
"Master Viscount, Elder Pude, since both of you are here, I will report directly."
Although Ian himself doesn't really want to disturb this rare happy atmosphere, he still has to say what needs to be said.
The boy's tone stunned the two people on the sofa. 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 out to sea this time... I don't know whether it is a native, an accident at sea, or an assassination by a killer."
Speaking of which, 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."
"I heard from them that this style is a weapon of Flamingo, which is a bit weird." (to be continued)