Douluo Continent: I, the Beast God Di Tian, ​​started by clashing with Gu Yue.

Chapter 85 Damn it, who is it?!

"All exploration and scientific expedition teams that entered the far north, except for your team, have lost contact."

"The Legion Commander has given a strict order that the Northern Legion shall temporarily enforce the Federation's wartime laws. Anyone who disobeys military orders shall be beheaded on the battlefield."

The messenger, having delivered the military order, quickly marched out in step.

The expedition leader was left standing there dumbfounded. It took him a long time to recover. When he looked back at the team members who were definitely alive, his expression became even more dejected.

After this thrilling and perilous scene, many researchers' legs were trembling.

The team leader sighed and said, "Everyone, let's take a break first. I'll go and use the eight-headed seismograph to make some more predictions."

These dejected words immediately made Xue Ling's crystal-clear ears vibrate like butterfly wings.

They followed silently, passing through the army camp, crossing a military fortification, and entering the underground chamber.

The interior is a completely different world, incredibly spacious, and contains a special anti-air magnetic field, so it can only be entered on foot.

An alarm will be triggered if the plane forcibly flies in.

The cross-shaped bridge, the only passageway, is broken at both ends. The only remaining passageways can be traversed by rotating hidden knobs in the correct direction.

After wandering through many corners, we finally arrived at the room where the eight seismographs were placed deep underground.

Placing it underground also has the advantage of making it easy to detect geological changes.

The closed passageway was only opened by the Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng and the elderly man who was both the expedition leader and a member of parliament.

"Snap!"

The passageway opened, and the old man who opened the door collapsed before even entering.

The true form of Xue Ling, who was standing behind him, was revealed, and what came into Xue Ling's view was a strangely shaped soul tool.

It has a diameter of eight feet and is shaped like a "wine vessel".

The eight-headed seismograph has ridges and is placed in eight directions: east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. Each head protrudes from one of the eight directions and contains a dragon's head.

Below each dragon head, there is a corresponding toad.

The name "Red Dust Balance" is deeply engraved on the brass-colored casing.

The next second, with a "bang", Xue Ling struck the spot engraved with "Hong Chen Heng" with her palm.

Emperor's Palm - Heavy Snow Without Cold!

Of course, the power was strictly controlled by Xue Ling, and it only destroyed the core formation of the level 10 soul tool.

That's enough. With the core array of a soul tool destroyed, it's basically no different from being half-scrapped.

After finishing all this, Xue Ling was not in a hurry to leave, probably because she had developed an interest in tinkering with soul tools in recent years.

Driven by an itch to fix it, he sat down on the spot and began disassembling and reassembling the level 10 soul tool, hoping to see if he could repair it.

Xue Ling is a very talented mecha repairman, so repairing level 10 soul tools is naturally no problem for her. After some tinkering, she easily made the eight-headed seismograph even worse.

On the surface, it looked no different from before, but in reality, the scattered parts were all because Xue Ling couldn't find suitable places to install them.

"Well……"

Xue Ling looked stunned. It seemed that "repairing" a level 10 soul tool was still a tiny bit difficult for her at the moment.

At the same time, Xue Ling was not the only one who looked astonished.

Inside a military camp standing in the center of the Northern Legion, Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng was receiving a soul-guided communication call with a look of astonishment on his face.

The reddish-brown soul communication device clearly indicates an exceptionally high level of security.

Stunned and incredulous, he spoke into the soul communicator, "Maintain normal operation?! You want me to maintain normal operation?!"

"I……"

He had barely opened his hoarse voice, ready to protest, when he was immediately interrupted on the other end of the communicator.

"It's temporarily maintaining normalcy!"

"All researchers who died due to scientific research errors are recognized as martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the Federation, and their families are given the highest level of compensation."

"As for the exploration results of the eight seismographs? Just be prepared for disaster."

"The northern border is sparsely populated, so even if there is a major disaster, there will not be much loss."

"The Northern Legion has stood firm on the northernmost edge for thousands of years, withstanding numerous beast tides. If it can't even withstand a natural disaster, you can expect to face a military court!"

Guo Zhenfeng immediately interjected, "I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

"Execute the command!"

"Beep beep beep..."

Hearing the "beep beep" sound from the loudspeaker indicating that the phone was disconnected, Guo Zhenfeng was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.

"Clang!"

He slammed the soul-guided communicator onto the table in a fit of rage. Fortunately, the confidential soul-guided communicator was of good quality and did not explode with sparks or lightning from the impact.

In recent years, strange events have occurred frequently in the far north, resulting in numerous losses for the mech units.

This time the loss was even greater, burying the entire expedition team deep in the far north.

Leading the Northern Legion and guarding the far north for many years, he was deeply uneasy about the frequent occurrence of these inexplicable and strange events, which made him restless.

The more I think about it, the deeper my brow furrows; the more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel; the more I think about it, the more annoyed I become.

"Ring ring ring..."

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Just as he was feeling extremely agitated, his private communicator rang with an annoying ringtone.

In a bad mood, without looking at the call screen, he pressed the answer button and snapped:

"Damn it, who is it?!"

"what!"

"dad!"

"I...I...I didn't say anything."

My agitation vanished, and I instinctively stood at attention.

"Oh, you're right."

On the other end of the communicator was Guo Zhenfeng's father, the head of the Guo family, a military family, and one of the most elite members of the Sun Moon Federation's official system.

It was precisely because of this background that Guo Zhenfeng was able to truly step onto the high-level stage of the Sun and Moon Federation and become a high-ranking official.

After scolding his unfilial son, the communicator finally crackled to life.

"Are you dissatisfied with the military's orders again?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Zhenfeng's thoughts wandered, and he cautiously asked, "Dad, do you know something?"

"have no idea."

"Just follow the orders."

After a pause, the communicator resumed its operation.

"The Federation will be very busy in the next few years, but it won't affect the Northern Legion."

"The Northern Legion is an army that guards the frontier; no one will dare to move against it lightly."

"The far north has been peaceful for so many years. Even if something big happens, it won't happen to someone as unlucky as you."

A father's words always put his son at ease.

After chatting about everyday matters for a while, Guo Zhenfeng tactfully hung up without asking any further questions.

His personality was inherently weak in political maneuvering, but he excelled in the military.

That is why he was not the one to inherit the position of family patriarch, but his shrewd and resourceful brother.

Just as he received his father's words and felt somewhat comforted.

A messenger burst in.

"Report!"

"Reporting to the Legion Commander, the leader of the geological exploration team died in the underground chamber where the Level 10 Soul Guidance Device, the Eight-Headed Seismograph, was placed."

My heart, which had been slightly relieved, suddenly tightened again.

Guo Zhenfeng felt a sudden dizziness, and his dry lips parted.

"grass"

(End of this chapter)