Douluo: I, the Beast God Di Tian, confront Gu Yue at the beginning

Chapter 85 Damn, who is it? !
"Except for your team, all other exploration teams that entered the Far North have lost contact."

"The commander of the corps has issued a strict order that the Northern Corps will temporarily implement the federal wartime laws. Anyone who resists the order will be beheaded on the battlefield."

After the messenger conveyed the military order, he quickly marched out.

The leader of the scientific expedition team was left standing there in a daze. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He looked back at the team members who were still alive, and his expression became even more dejected.

After this thrilling scene, many researchers' legs were shaking with danger all around.

The leader sighed and said, "Everyone, take a break first. I'll use the Eight Seismographs to make some guesses."

These depressing words immediately made Xueling's crystal clear ears vibrate like butterfly wings.

Following silently, he passed through the military camp, crossed a military barracks, and entered the underground secret room.

The interior is a different world, extremely spacious, with a special no-fly zone magnetic field built in, and can only be entered on foot.

Once a forced flight intrudes, an alarm will be triggered.

The cross trestle, which is the only passage, is broken at both ends. The only remaining passages are through the two ends, which can only be passed by rotating the hidden knobs to the correct direction.

After tossing and turning in many corners, they finally arrived at a room deep underground where eight seismometers were placed.

Being placed underground also has the advantage of being easy to detect geological changes.

The closed passage switch, in the entire Northern Legion, only the Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng and the old man who is the leader of the scientific expedition team and also a member of the parliament have the authority to open it.

"Crack!"

The passage opened, and the old man who opened the door fell before entering.

The true form of Xue Ling was revealed standing behind him, and what caught Xue Ling's eyes was the strange-looking soul guide device in front of him.

The diameter is eight feet and its shape resembles a "wine jar".

The eight-headed seismometer has edges and corners and is placed in eight directions, namely east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. On each square there is a dragon head containing a dragon ball.

There is a toad corresponding to each dragon head.

On the brass shell, the name "Hongchen Heng" is deeply engraved.

The next second, with a "bang", Xue Ling hit the place where "Hong Chen Heng" was engraved with her palm.

Emperor's Palm: Heavy Snow without Cold!

Of course, the power was strictly controlled by Xue Ling and only destroyed the core formation of the tenth-level soul guide.

This is enough. Once the core formation of a soul guide is destroyed, it is basically the same as being half-scrap.

After doing all this, Xue Ling was not in a hurry to leave. Perhaps it was because she had developed an interest in soul guides after tinkering with them in recent years.

Unable to stop trying, he sat down on the spot and began the process of disassembling and reassembling the tenth-level soul guide to see if he could fix it.

Xueling is a very talented mecha repairman, so repairing a tenth-level soul guide device is a piece of cake for her. After some tinkering, she successfully made the eight-headed seismograph even more broken.

On the surface, it was no different from before, but in fact, the parts scattered all over the ground were those that Xueling had not found a suitable place to install.

"Uh……"

Xueling's face was stunned. It seemed that "repairing" a tenth-level soul guide was still a little difficult for her now.

At the same time, Xueling was not the only one who looked stunned.

In a military camp standing in the center of the Northern Legion, Legion Commander Guo Zhenfeng was answering the soul guide communication with a look of astonishment on his face.

The reddish-brown soul communicator has an extremely high confidentiality level, which can be seen at a glance.

He was so shocked that he said to the soul communicator in disbelief: "Stay normal?! You want me to stay normal?!"

"I……"

He had just opened his hoarse voice to protest when the person on the other end of the communicator interrupted him.

"It's just to maintain normalcy temporarily!"

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

"As for the results of the survey of the Eight Seismographs? Just be prepared for disasters."

"After all, the northern border is vast and sparsely populated, so even if there is a huge disaster, there won't be much loss."

"The Northern Legion has stood on the edge of the far north for thousands of years and has withstood the impact of many beast tides. If you can't even withstand a natural disaster, you can expect to be court-martialed!"

Guo Zhenfeng immediately interrupted: "I..."

"What do you mean?!" "Follow the order!"

"Beep beep..."

Listening to the "beep" sound on the loudspeaker, indicating that the call was hung up, Guo Zhenfeng was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

"Keng!"

He angrily threw the soul communicator onto the table. Fortunately, soul communicators with confidentiality level were generally of good quality and did not produce sparks or lightning from the drop.

In the past few years, strange things have occurred frequently in the Far North, and the mecha troops have suffered many losses.

This time the losses were even greater, and even the scientific expedition team was buried deep in the Far North.

Having led the Northern Legion and guarded the Far North for many years, he was deeply disturbed by the frequent occurrence of these inexplicable and strange things, to the point of being irritable.

The more I thought about it, the more my brows furrowed, the more uneasy I felt, and the more depressed I felt.

"Ring ring ring..."

Just when he was feeling extremely annoyed, a disturbing ringtone came from his private communicator.

In a bad mood, without looking at the communication screen, he directly pressed the answer button and said angrily:

“Who the hell is that?!”

"what!"

"dad!"

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

All his anger was gone, and he subconsciously stood at attention.

"Ah, ah, you are right."

The person on the other end of the communicator was Guo Zhenfeng's father, the head of the military family Guo family. He was also one of the most powerful people in the official system of the Sun-Moon Federation.

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

After scolding his rebellious son, a serious voice finally rang through the communicator.

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

Hearing this, Guo Zhenfeng's thoughts diverged, and he asked cautiously: "Dad, do you know something?"

"do not know."

"You just follow orders."

After a pause, the communicator continued to ring.

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

"The Northern Army is a frontier garrison. No one will move 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 make his son feel at ease.

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

His personality was not good at political confrontation, but he was good at military affairs.

It was also because of this that the one who inherited the position of family patriarch was not him, but his versatile brother.

Just when he felt a little comforted by his father's words.

The messenger rushed in.

"report!"

"Reporting to the corps commander, the leader of the geological exploration team died in the underground secret room where the tenth-level soul guide, the eight-headed seismograph, was placed."

My heart, which had just been slightly relieved, suddenly tensed up.

Guo Zhenfeng felt dizzy and his dry lips opened.

"grass"

(End of this chapter)