Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 366 The Invasion Begins (4k)

When Moon and the old man left the bottom floor which was under construction.

Moon also got some bad news about Conan Heather.

The time travelers reported to him that since they asked him to go in the last direction, he has not been able to come back.

According to the information provided by the time travelers, they confirmed that Conan Heather was still alive.

But I just couldn't wake up.

It's like turning into a vegetable.

This is very abnormal. Normally, if a traveler dies over there, he will return directly to this side. Even if his soul is obliterated, he will die here.

Either way, it's incredibly intuitive.

But now, he was neither dead nor awake, stuck in the middle.

Looking at the anxious travelers on the terminal, Moon shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, I don't blame you. After all, this is obviously beyond your ability to handle."

The travelers on the other side of the projection immediately lowered their heads with a sense of relief and said:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. But, Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

They were awarded medals in Baratheon because of their outstanding performance this time.

They don't want to be kicked into the Baratheon Inquisition just when they are heading towards a bright future.

If it really was their problem, then they would have no complaints, but this problem was really not something they could foresee.

Because basically everyone with a discerning eye knew that there was a problem over there, which meant that the problem that Wang had been looking for had been responded to!

"wait me back."

"Is there anything else you need to take care of? Then can you give us a rough itinerary so we can prepare to welcome the throne."

"Don't bother, I'll contact you when the time comes."

In fact, Moon didn't know when he would have time to go there.

There are so many things, they really just pile up one after another.

"We understand, Your Majesty. Meanwhile, we will do our best to clarify the situation."

After Moon hung up the phone, he fell into deep thought.

Judging from this, Conan Heather must have really been exposed to something.

Otherwise this situation would not have occurred. The only question now is what exactly caused this?
Was it an accident, or did someone do it on purpose?

The former is fine, but the latter is almost equivalent to saying explicitly that someone does not want Moon to get the information from there right now.

The reason why he didn't want to get the information now was because if the other party really didn't want Moon to know anything, they could just kill Conan Heather directly.

Kill him completely!
But it turns out there isn't, so is this just dragging one's feet?
why?
Moon couldn't help but look down at his feet as he thought about it.

Although there is no evidence, he feels that this might be the reason.

Because he came into contact with the uniqueness of the plague.

And one guy might have escaped completely.

'Is this case on hold because I'm involved in another case?'

Thinking of this, Moen couldn't help but shake his head. No matter how he thought about it, it was too strange.
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And outside the entrance to the mysterious island.

Under the old man's command, the garrison troops have been completely under martial law.

The alert range was expanded from the original 20 kilometers to 50 kilometers.

Now the area around the base is almost always filled with troops being deployed and patrolling.

Fortunately or unfortunately, none of them have noticed anything unusual so far.

On a national highway farther away, as a convoy was moving along the highway, a sparrow, which was very common in the area, suddenly landed on one of their cars.

Looking at the sealed carriage under its feet, the sparrow tilted its head and then flapped its wings and flew away.

It was not until this moment that people in the car behind saw the sparrow.

But so what? No one will care. After all, it's just an insignificant sparrow.

It even flew away without even staying for a moment.

They continued along the planned route, and after entering the fork in the road, they drove straight into a path that was obviously a dirt road.

After another two hours of walking, they finally saw the checkpoint ahead and an armed drone flying overhead.

Such a change did not surprise them because they had received the news when they arrived.

So they just parked their car as if it were normal and waited for inspection.

After pulling out the certificate from above his head, the leader handed it to the officer who came over and said:
"Don't worry, our documents match everyone's."

But he was used to it, but it was the first time for the other party to do this. After all, they were a troop that was transferred here.

The officer took a look at the certificate handed over, asked his subordinates to check it online, and asked the leader:

"So, you are responsible for transporting food?"

“It’s not just the food, the logistics are pretty much all handled by us.”

"Ah, I see. So you might have to wait a while, after all."

Without waiting for the officer to continue, the other party waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, don't worry. After all, we are under martial law! To be honest, I actually hope you can check more. Although we checked ourselves, I am really afraid of accidents."

Such a dialogue obviously made both sides very satisfied.

Moreover, it was obvious that no problems could be found, after all, this was their own logistics convoy.

From the vehicles to the personnel, everything is extremely clean and there is absolutely no problem!
So they were quickly released and underwent several repeated inspections over the next fifty kilometers.

At the same time, the vehicles they brought were also diverted to different places to ensure food.

By the time they officially arrived at the mysterious island base, it was already late at night.

And there were only three heavy trucks left in their entire convoy.

Looking at the terminal in front of them, everyone on the bus looked relaxed.

But to their surprise, the tightly closed door not only did not open, but an armed drone flew out from it.

Such a sudden change left them completely confused.

The leader got out of the car and asked the drone:
"What's wrong?"

The drone's intelligent module replied in an electronic voice:

"The martial law level has been raised. Therefore, from now on, no personnel will be allowed into this base."

The leader was puzzled:
"So what about your food?"

The drone continued to answer:

"There are war-reserve food in the base, and we will use those first. So, we appreciate your hard work, but please leave and accept further arrangements."

"Then why didn't you notify us when we came?" The leader was obviously a little resentful. This was normal. They had been busy until now, and suddenly they said they didn't want it anymore.

But the drone's voice is still so emotionless and cold:
"I'm sorry, sir, this is an order that has just been issued. Please forgive me."

Looking at the other party's flashing indicator light, the leader could only shake his head and say:

"alright, I got it."

Having said that, he was about to leave.

But before leaving, he suddenly asked:
"But may I ask, why is it that no one is willing to come out?"

His tone was somewhat questioning, and although he did not have any weapons on him, he knew that his companions behind him were ready to contact the rear at any time.

After all, it doesn't make sense.

But to his surprise, the drone actually said to him:

"I'm sorry, sir. According to the new regulations, anything that leaves the base cannot be returned, so the same applies to the personnel in the base."

"Therefore, in order to preserve precious human resources as much as possible, the base has only dispatched this machine to inform you and your team members. In addition, the base has been instructed to reduce communication with the outside world as much as possible. From three hours, eleven minutes and fifty-five seconds ago, the entire base will only accept necessary communications from the highest authority."

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"That's why the base has not contacted you directly."

This answer was far beyond the man's expectations. He was stunned for a moment before looking at the drone and saying:

"So you left the base too?"

“Yes, so this machine has been disconnected from the Internet and will execute the self-destruct sequence after answering your questions.”

"Wait? You're going to self-destruct for this?"

This was something that far exceeded the man's expectations. This armed drone was worth at least millions of credit points, but it self-destructed just after it came out?

Can't we just leave with them?
"Yes, this is the only command this machine has received and it cannot be changed."

In astonishment, the man couldn't help but ask:

"What's going on in there?"

"No comment from this unit, sir."

"Also, sir, I have to give you another order. You and your team members will not be able to return to your base. You will be assigned to the nearest place."

The man became more and more surprised and said:
"No, we can't go back?"

I just came out to deliver some food, and I'm locked up here?

"Yes, sir, this is all for safety. We regret the inconvenience caused to you and your team members, but hope you can understand because this is for the safety of everyone!"

"Did something serious happen?"

"No comment from this unit, sir."

Seeing this, the man knew that he could not get any further information, so he could only prepare to go back with a sad face:

"I see, but who are we going to report to?"

"I don't know either, but someone should be able to notify you. After all, I'm offline."

The man became more and more helpless, but there was nothing he could do but get in the car and leave.

When the three heavy trucks turned around and left under the watchful eyes of the drone.

This expensive drone immediately executed the self-destruction program.

The flames of the explosion turned into brilliant fireworks, illuminating the mountains and fields here, but could not illuminate the dark starry sky.

At the sentry post inside the base, the officer who confirmed that the drone had self-destructed said to the veteran next to him:

"Isn't it a bit too sensitive? That thing is worth more than two million!"

The old soldier shrugged and said:
"I don't think it's necessary either, but since it's said so, let's just do it."

The officer also nodded and said:
"You're right, but who's in charge of cleaning today? The windowsill isn't even cleaned!"

The officer who said this also reached out to the open windowsill and picked up a small feather.

"It looks like mountain finch feathers. They're almost everywhere here."

The old soldier paid no attention to the feather in the officer's hand. He just glanced at the windowsill curiously and said:

"That's strange. I remember I wiped one in the afternoon."

In response, the officer fiddled with the feather in his hand and said nonchalantly:

"It probably floated here after this afternoon. Don't be surprised. After all, as I said, there are birds like this everywhere."

"But wasn't the bird repellent already turned on?"

The base does not allow any outside objects to enter, so in order to prevent birds and the like from breaking in, they turned on the bird scarer early.

Theoretically, not to mention birds, even a bug shouldn't appear.

"Well, it might have been brought here by the wind."

The officer still didn't care much, after all it was just a feather that could be found everywhere.

One might warn another person, or an unknown darkness, or even an unfamiliar flower.

But will people be wary of the grass they are so familiar with on the roadside?
Obviously not.

However, the veteran still hesitated and said:
"Well, do you think this is something foreign?"

In response to this, the officer was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sparrow feather in his hand with great amusement and said:
"That's it? Are you kidding me? Do you want me to report to my superiors for a feather, or just sound the alarm?"

"Don't be ridiculous, sir. It's just a tiny feather. It's not even a dead insect!"

"Wake up, sir. If I report this, you and I will be laughed at for the rest of our lives!"

The veteran was also a little embarrassed by what he said and began to wonder if he was making a big deal out of nothing.

"I think you're right."

The officer agreed and said:
"You're right, and the only proper way to deal with this feather is to go where it belongs!"

As he spoke, the officer threw the feather into the trash can beside his feet and clapped his hands:
"Look, the problem is solved perfectly!"

"Yes, the problem is solved perfectly."

The old soldier felt that he was overthinking it and nodded with a smile.

The officer glanced at the somewhat empty sentry post and said:
"The higher-ups said that they will soon implement strict restricted-area security even inside our premises. People outside the premises cannot enter, and people inside cannot leave."

"So, I'm a little worried about those guys. You should go and have a look. God knows how long we have to keep doing this. You must ask them to bring in more food!"

As he spoke, the officer stood up and patted the old soldier on the shoulder with the hand that had just held the feather, saying:
"You don't need quilts or anything like that. The weather isn't cold, and I don't believe they can let us stay like this until winter. So, get more food. It's best to have Type 3 military rations. Even though they are an old model, they taste really good."

The old soldier stood up and said:

"You are right. I'll leave this place to you."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm watching you, you better hurry up, otherwise once the supplies are distributed, the place will really be closed."

The veteran walked towards the base without delay.

(End of this chapter)