I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 363 The Real Purpose of the Wiltings
While Su Wen was heading to the factory area.

The weak Loveson had just returned to the police station in Starfall Port.

He must find out what the Tideborn Cult did with his identity after the sacrificial deal with the Mind Flayer in the limited time he has left.

The core command room of the United States Federal Police Department in Xingyun Port is also one of the few places here that can use the data room.

The weak commander understood that in the Lost Sea, which was centered on steam civilization, without high-precision packaging technology, the escaped energy flow could easily cause a black tide disaster.

Even with the Dawn Lighthouse's dispelling effect, it's the same.

This is the inevitable pollution caused by the redundant sinking of many information flows at the boundary of the superstring universe.

in other words.

The thick fog of the Lost Sea can be seen as another form of spiritual protection for intelligent life forms.

So he returned to the core command room and carefully checked the energy flow blockage before activating the data backup that only he knew.

As the dark blue data bar loaded, he said with a sense of relief:

"fortunately.

The password has not changed.

Mr. Rhine once said, I don’t have much time left.

The follow-up work must be completed as soon as possible.”

Before his eyes, dim light enveloped the entire space.

The walls were made of black metal, emitting a faint blue glow. In the neatly arranged room, a series of advanced control consoles stood quietly in the center.

Words and data were slowly projected onto the computer screen:
[Verification data passed.]

Three-level authority identification and authentication.

Hello.

Lovison-Far, the supreme commander of the Star Meteorite Transport stationed at the trade port]

As the stars twinkled, the brightness of the room began to gradually increase.

Lamps slowly lit up from the ceiling, emitting soft light and gradually illuminating every corner of the room.

At the same time, the buttons and indicators on the console began to light up, emitting a faint blue glow.

The background of the light screen is a photo of Galveston Island in late summer.

It was a lookout point on the mountains where he was talking to his brother, Spring-Fall, about the Blue Water Highway in the distance leading to the town of Surfside Beach.

Behind them are large areas of tulip trees and evening primroses that are still in full bloom.

Lovison wiped his eyes.

He didn't have time to see these contents.

Even if I can never experience this kind of life again.

He didn't have enough time left.

Simultaneously.

As the lights come on, the images displayed on these screens gradually become clearer, presenting a variety of real-time data and virtual reality scenes, as if the entire control room is displayed before your eyes.

He answered the command line, and his already weak expression became even more solemn:

“Second and Third Coast Squadrons.

Immediately head to the coastal lighthouses E3-7 and B25-8, as the Kuroshio crisis is approaching.

The First Squadron of the Inner City immediately provided support to the Meteorite Transport and Auction Hall at 307 Kepler Avenue.

Automatic alert guards have added friendly authentication, so please pay attention to the movements of the 'Sentinels'.

When necessary, we can cooperate on our own without reporting. "

He issued each order in the most concise manner.

moment.

The siren sounded.

All the American troops stationed at Xingyue Port who were resting or on vacation received orders from the supreme commander and began to take action.
Followed by.

Lovison placed his hand on the light blue authorization certificate in the center of the core command room and whispered:

"Metis Scan is on:
I am covering the log as the supreme commander of the trade port's meteorite transport:
Data obscures 'Rhine'

Added hidden data 'A-' level.

Sorry.

Mr. Rhine, I can't help you much.

But the U.S. military, the large Cleveland consortium, and the remaining Les-Anton forces still have hostile intentions towards you, so I can only do this far."

He erased all traces of Su Wen left in Starfall Harbor.

Along with the lights in the core command room going out again.

Three minutes passed.

The inner city area of Nebula Port.

After the fire was extinguished, a strict cordon was set up on the outer wall of the auction venue.

Loveson arrived late shortly after Su Wen left.

He also saw the Chamber of Commerce President who was bleeding to death not far away:
"Old Fokken, why are you so badly injured?"

Hear his voice.

The sturdy Chamber of Commerce president leaned against the wall, endured the pain, smiled naively, and waved his hand:

"Not dead yet." He stared at Lovison nearby, and his eyes suddenly showed a hint of the keen observation of a businessman:
“Captain Luo, I feel like you are different than before.

just like.

The wonderful guy I used to know is finally back.”

"Yeah?"

Lovison smiled as if relieved and replied,
"Maybe, he's back."

The two did not discuss the topic in depth.

The entire conversation was just a brief one.

Loveson opened the briefcase he had brought from the core command room.

Accompanied by the airtight unsealing of the suitcase.

The rows of light green liquid injections packaged inside also caught their eyes under the backlight:
"This is the pollution purification mixture I picked up from the Isaiah Life Sciences branch in Austin, Texas.

Seven months have passed now, I don't know if it will still work, just bear with it for now."

Hear him say that.

Old Falken laughed out loud.

The president of the Meteoric Transport Chamber of Commerce is an optimistic and kind man.

He added humorously:
"Seven months is not enough. If it's 1982, I might get drunk after the injection."

at the same time.

Su Wen, who had arrived at the outskirts of the factory area, also withdrew his sight through the micro drone observation:

"Lendl, do you know the origins of Folken Des, the president of the Xingyun Port Chamber of Commerce?

He doesn’t strike me as a businessman.”

Hearing Su Wen say this.

The royal sister pursed her lips and simply summarized:

"According to the sentinel's intelligence:

Falkenders is a member of the Dragon Research Society and officially an employee of the United States Attorney's Office.

One of the main reasons why Captain Jerome of the Wiltings came to Starfall was to visit him. "

“Dragonborn.

Related to Captain Jerome."

Su Wen organized his thoughts clearly, and he suddenly realized the information points he had been thinking about regarding the purpose of the Wiltings' visit.

The area near the factory area has been blocked by heavily armed sentries who have made arrangements with the US military.

Rendell waved his hand coldly:

"You stay here. If you encounter a polluter and the ET magnetic field confinement effect is unbalanced, execute him on the spot. There is no need to report in real time."

at the same time.

The United States Federation troops also provided support under the command of Loveson.

Su Wen nodded to them.

His layout is closely linked. If Loveson is still controlled by the Mind Flayer, the actions of the entire Starfall Port will be restricted.

even.

He might need to go to war with the entire U.S. military.

Even if he was at level three, he would probably be shot into a sieve if pointed at by dozens of M14 enhanced battle rifles.

That's why he lured the Mind Flayer away in future letters, and forced him to hide his actions through high-level Abyss Arrays.

And now.

He can take into his hands all the help he can get.

The flickering lavender light in the factory area that can even interfere with the senses of the living world is enough to prove the heavy abyss pollution that permeates this place.

Rendell put on a pair of deep black Alpha advanced mental protection goggles and handed him a pair.

The black goggles and the leather jacket she wore gave it a bit of the Matrix style.

The two walked towards the interior of the factory area.

Wait until no one else can hear.

Rendel then asked:
"Rhine, you seem to have thought of something."

Hear the confusion in her words.

Su Wen said calmly:
“In addition to the fixed pilot crew members, there are also many bounty hunters under the name of pioneers on the Wiltings.

At first I thought they were infiltrated because of the Bounty Hunters Association's internal intelligence network.

But think about it now.

Captain Jerome and Inspector Redilgas let them in on purpose.

What if the United States Federation has other intentions besides the Faro mine?

I think.

Most likely it is a 'Dragonborn Relic':
The 'dragon skeleton' that once caused a major disaster on Christmas Eve in New York State.

And those cultists.

That’s the bait.”

(End of this chapter)