Azur Lane: I Traveled Through Graduation Port

"Click..."

Space cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared and exploded, and a collapsed space crack was bombarded.

At that moment, the blue-gray light ball was carried by the impact air wave and fell into the space crack.

The terrifying explosion impact did not have no impact on the evil cultivators.

When Song Qianji, who was scattered by the blast wave and fell to the ground, and the other severely injured evil cultivators looked up, the space crack that made them unbelievable had disappeared, like a mirage.

But Song Qianji, who had survived the disaster, lay on the ground and gasped for air. After scanning the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood in pain.

Of the dozens of masters from the alchemy realm sects he brought, only a few Dzogchen who were on the verge of death were left after being baptized by the blue-gray light and the terrifying explosion just now.

Including the head master, one of the remaining four Nascent Soul realms was killed, and the remaining three were also severely damaged.

If he hadn't left those disciples who were less than capable of forming pills to stay behind, and he led the team to come first, I'm afraid that the entire foundation of Tianquan Sect would have been destroyed today.

At this moment, a huge shadow appeared in the black clouds above them, and grew bigger and bigger.

"boom!"

A "mountain" made of metal crashed to the ground and the air wave raised a large amount of smoke and dust. Song Qianji and the remaining evil cultivators, who were almost out of power, were thrown several meters away by the air wave, making them extremely embarrassed.

After Song Qianji and the remaining evil cultivators stabilized their bodies, they quickly knelt down towards this magnificent and strange giant creation, not daring to look directly at it.

This is a majestic black three-legged metal mecha that is hundreds of meters tall and has mechanical legs similar to those of insects.

The platform above its gyro-shaped sharp black-red body carries several large-caliber cannons.

The bombardment that blasted out cracks in the space just now came from this sci-fi mecha creation that was completely different from Natlan's painting style.

Not only that, as soon as this mountain-like three-legged mecha landed on the ground, it released a large amount of black crawling matter from the sharp lower end of the body.

These disgusting black crawling substances are like a living carpet, expanding rapidly.

In just a few seconds, except for Song Qianji who was kneeling and trembling and the surviving evil cultivators of Tianquan Sect, the original location of Dakang County was completely covered by these black substances.

On top of the mecha, a strange scarlet vertical eye slowly opened from the steel, scanning Song Qianji and the evil cultivators who were kneeling in obeisance.

"Sacrifice...more..."

The indifferent synthesized sound of the urn slowly sounded from the mecha, making even Song Qianji, the leader of a sect, feel that the eyes of greed and desire for life had fallen on him.

This kind of look is almost exactly the same as when they look at those blood-eating mortals.

"My Lord! I, I..."

Just as Song Qianji was trembling violently and surrounded by fear, he was thinking about how to respond in order to satisfy the great envoy who had followed him to escape from the secret realm of Immortal Destroyer and come to Tianquan Sect.

A strange male voice sounded in the air:

“Listen up, Tianquan Sect bastards, this is just a warning.

"If you dare to offend our Qingxu Sect again, you will die without a burial place!"

Upon hearing this threat, Song Qianji's mind was immediately filled with hatred and disgust.

He raised his head, looked directly into the scarlet eyes of this strange mecha, and roared:

"Qingxu Sect! I will take my master to destroy Qingxu Sect! I will sacrifice the lives of all Qingxu Sect monks to the great envoy!"

The two looked at each other like this for several seconds.

In the end, the scarlet eyes on the mecha seemed to be very satisfied with the negative emotions that were almost coming out of Song Qianji's eyes:

"allow."

After leaving this word, the scarlet pupils slowly closed.

At the same time, countless black squirming substances instantly turned into tentacles and rose up, entangling and swallowing Song Qianji's body.

The oozing sound of flesh being gnawed echoed in this dark area.

It can be seen that the other evil cultivators of the Tianquan Sect who were kneeling on the ground looked at Song Qianji who was wrapped in a black substance, but their eyes were full of fanatical and strange jealousy.

If Lin Lan or his ship girls were here and saw this mecha, they would definitely recognize it immediately.

This giant three-legged mecha was exactly the mass-produced weapon created by the arbiter Helopant using X when Marco Polo, the battleship girl of the Sardinian Empire, had his mind twisted by X and set off a crisis in the Kingdom of God on land——

Droid.

Chapter 1065 Lin Lan: I believe my father-in-law can

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When the sun went down, Lin Lan, who returned to the group of victims, still looked back from time to time in the direction of Dakang County.

Fortunately, until the victims set up camp in the flat grassy wilderness, the carrier-based aircraft released by Good Man Richard still did not detect the appearance of the pursuers.

"Okay Richard, we can take back all the carrier-based aircraft, we have to save some fuel consumption.

"Leave the next security mission to the explorers."

Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the team and said softly to the girl who unfolded her aircraft carrier uniform.

"Well, then teacher, let's go have dinner together~"

After the white-haired girl gave him a sweet smile, she quickly put all the carrier-based aircraft back into the ship.

Their dinner was very simple, consisting of a bowl of hot porridge and a piece of roasted meat.

Originally, Chu Miaoyin wanted to prepare a sumptuous meal for him as much as possible, but Lin Lan had predicted it and stopped her in advance with a tough attitude.

After he returned to the team in the afternoon, he learned a lot of very valuable information while chatting with some casual cultivators and farmers in Dakang County.

Among them, what concerned him the most was the recent increasingly serious agricultural disaster in Natland.

"Immortal, you don't know something. This agricultural disaster is very evil. I have been growing crops for decades and have never encountered anything like this.

"Obviously there is nothing wrong with the seeds and seedlings, and the soil in the field is still fertile. I even asked my escort to go to the county to purchase the best fertilizer. The weather is good, and there are no pests or drought.

“But that’s just the way it is. No matter what crops we grow in my land, the yield is decreasing year by year.

"This is not only the case around my family and the county, but I also heard from the bodyguards and storytellers that the situation is also the same in the county and town. You said the evil is not evil.

"I originally had three sons, but because of this evil agricultural disaster, they couldn't pay their land taxes. They were all taken away by the officials and sent to the Beizhou border to make up for the corvee... ugh."

This was a situation described to him by a simple farmer over fifty years old with dark skin and calluses on his hands.

In a mountain village in the Evergreen Mountains, Lin Lan learned that there had been strange agricultural disasters in Natland in recent years.

After listening to the old farmer's description, he carefully observed the overgrown wilderness around him as the team advanced.

He even specially picked up a handful of soil and used his elemental vision to observe it in detail.

And this look really gave him some clues.

It stands to reason that in addition to most of the earth elements, soil should also contain a certain amount of metal elements.

But compared to the soil in Liaozhou, the soil in his hands was like an empty shell that looked like sand.

The earth element and metal element that should have been contained were so little, as if something had been drawn away.

Crops that are going to bear fruit are planted in this kind of soil. Even if they can still sprout and grow, they will eventually lead to a reduction in yield due to malnutrition.

Because of this discovery, Lin Lan also understood how important food is to Natland today.

It can be said that if it were not for the fact that the Natlan Empire could rely on the Nawu spiritual weapon to store food for a long time, plus the large number of monsters and beasts on the land, and the rivers and waters were not affected.

Any dynasty in Blue Star would have been in the midst of a nationwide famine.

After having a simple dinner with the good man Richard, Lin Lan was surprised to find that the Qingxiao Pavilion disciples and casual cultivators actually began to set up simple tents under the guidance of some mortals with knives.

The fabrics used in these tents are of various materials and are all collected from cloth shops in Dakang County.

"Escort?"

Lin Lan looked at the ordinary Natlan people with weapons and thought of this term mentioned by the old farmer.

In the afternoon, he also saw the escorts taking the initiative to take on the responsibility of guarding the surroundings and maintaining order in the team.

Of course, some of them did not leave with the county magistrate and officials, but stayed on their own initiative.

It is precisely because of these mortal guides who are proficient in military and wild camping, coupled with the extraordinary strength of the extreme people, that when the sun completely sets, hundreds of simple tents are supported with the joint efforts of everyone.

Chu Miaoyin even arranged a separate tent for him, Richard, and the explorers.

As if she guessed his personality through dinner, the tent Chu Miaoyin arranged for him did not occupy a large area and had saved as much fabric as possible.

Seeing that Chu Miaoyin and the Qingxiao Pavilion disciples had become more and more harmonious with the casual cultivators and the surviving mortals in Dakang County, and even showed embarrassed expressions after receiving the gratitude of the mortals, Lin Lan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

A few days ago, the Extremers in Qingxiao Pavilion had probably never looked at those mortals.

The status gap between immortals and mortals is even greater than the gap between officials and civilians.

But no matter what, they have the same blood flowing in their bodies and the same appearance.

The scene before him might be what Natlan should have been like.

Even Bai Qixue, the little tiger lying on the ground next to him, saw a trace of confusion in his eyes when he saw the monks and mortals in front of him enjoying themselves.

This is completely different from the stories about human immortals and mortals that her parents told her.

Obviously ordinary humans should be afraid of immortals, and immortals will also use various means to take away the life span of mortals.

Could it be that her parents' stories were meant to deceive her into not having more contact with humans?

Little White Tiger's mind was filled with doubts.

But no matter what, Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief as things turned out for the better.

He asked the explorer who did not need to rest to turn on the radar at the entrance of the tent. After keeping vigil with the little white tiger, he and Richard returned to the tent.

The simple tent that can accommodate three people is quite spacious. In addition, spring has arrived in Natland, so the nights are not cold.

After filling up the coarse fabric that served as a mattress, Lin Lan lay down directly. After unhooking the forehead protector, the white-haired girl also lay down next to him obediently and yawned.

"Teacher~ You are so handsome this morning. Did the teacher use that black dragon-headed monster to rescue Richard?"

The girl suddenly turned around to look at him, stretched out her hands to him, and made a gesture of hugging him.

Lin Lan understood what good Richard was asking for, smiled fondly, and held the petite girl's body in his arms.

Feeling the soft touch in his arms and the girl's warm body temperature, he said to Richard who smiled happily:

"That's not necessarily true. That's just one of the reasons. There are many others working with me to save you."

"Really? Teacher, you are not lying, are you? How can Richard be so popular?"

The girl pouted cutely, snuggled into his arms and said coquettishly.

Lin Lan forced herself not to make mistakes and replied with a smile:

"How could I lie to you? I am the commander, and the ship girls from all camps will help me rescue you."

"Well...then why do they help the teacher do such dangerous things? Is it...that the teacher is married to them?"

Originally, the good man Richard just asked casually as a joke, but found that the smile on Lin Lan's face suddenly froze.

"Wow, teacher, you, can't you really start a harem like the protagonist in Shige Sakura's manga?"

Seeing Lin Lan's expression freeze, the girl let out an exaggerated exclamation.

And when she noticed a layer of sweat on Lin Lan's forehead, good man Richard's eyes widened and he asked in a trembling voice:

"Teacher, don't be nervous. First tell Richard how many ships there are in your port area. Are there a hundred?"

Lin Lan did not answer, but took a long breath.

"Two, two hundred?"

Lin Lan sweated more on his forehead and his eyes began to dodge.

"three……"

Before good man Richard could continue to ask in a trembling voice, Little Sword Spirit used the weapon core voice system in Lin Lan's pocket to quietly say for Lin Lan:

"If I remember correctly, aside from the four camps that have not yet returned to his port area, as well as the meta ship girl... that seems to be the name.

“The number of his wives has exceeded four hundred.

"That's it, not counting Antix who confessed her love to him, the linked wife who returned to other worlds, and the people and extrahuman species in this world who want to marry him."

After listening to the little report from the little sword spirit, the aircraft carrier girl in Lin Lan's arms was completely stunned and couldn't say a word.

As the atmosphere was awkward, Lin Lan could only take a long breath, smile and comfort the good man Richard: