Sir! Don't close the net!

From launching the submarine to entering the Sea of ​​the Dead and breaking through its surface, theoretically there are no problems at all. The relevant launch equipment has already begun construction, and with Eddie overseeing the submarine's performance, it will most likely be perfect.

The remaining factors are natural disasters and man-made calamities, which are beyond our control.

Logically speaking, the man-made disaster caused by Austin and Bishop Azawi is the one that needs the most vigilance, as even Dagon has pointed out.

Bishop Azavet's quiet replacement of the Instas capital seemed to be a warning to him, but the Instas residents were very supportive of Sieg's journey to the Sea of ​​the Dead. Although he was happy that the Instas residents supported Sieg's dream, if Bishop Azavet intervened, even if he couldn't change their minds, he could at least shut them up.

But Bishop Azavet did not do that.

Li Yili went around behind Nakya, put her arms around Nakya's waist, picked her up, and started walking around the lighthouse.

"Perhaps Bishop Azavet is implying that they support our journey to the Sea of ​​the Dead?"

Li Yili hung upside down from the lighthouse, raised her finger, and expressed her opinion.

“Are you sure? Bishop Azawi practically wrote rigidity into the deal. The more unprecedented the idea, the more likely they are to regard him as a heretic, and it’s not impossible for him to be criticized as a cultist, let alone going to the non-existent Sea of ​​the Dead,” Li Yili stuck out her tongue.

“Mr. Promising Future seems very old-fashioned, but he has always been acquiescing to change,” another Li Yili said as she walked up the stairs with her arms crossed. “Don’t forget that Mr. Promising Future said that God himself chose that form. Even though we took Princess Nakya’s body from Thorn City, he did nothing, and no one has come to ask for it back.”

"Even if someone comes knocking on my door, I won't hand it over. It's mine!" Li Yili clung tightly to Nakya's body. "Not even Nakya herself! No one else is allowed!"

“Although this is not the focus of the discussion, I support it,” Li Yili, who was hanging upside down, bent her finger. “If Bishop Azawi supports us going to the Sea of ​​the Dead, then many things will make sense.”

"Given Austin's style, if he really spent money to send people over, he definitely wouldn't just throw the wishing bottle back; he would make that guy in the sea destroy everything on the shore."

"If such a thing happens, the journey to the Sea of ​​the Dead will not be canceled, but various obstacles will certainly arise, delaying the trip to the Sea of ​​the Dead."

"So Asahi replaced Austin, but Austin wasn't the only one capable of doing this, so they replaced all the capitalists who could do it."

Li Yili, holding onto the stairs, spread her hands and said, "I have to say, thanks to this, the residents of Instas haven't been silenced."

"This is...a good thing?"

"Of course it's a good thing."

"How could it be a bad thing?"

Li Yili held Nayak in her arms, her brows furrowed.

Bishop Azavet was never a patron of dreams; if they had encouraged groundbreaking ideas, he wouldn't have developed that prejudice against him.

"Restore them to their original state."

Under the starlight, Li Yili emerged, raised her hand and pressed it against the light, her gaze incredibly profound.

“Bishop Azavet is carrying out some kind of plan with the goal of ‘their original form.’ They are not supporting your journey to the Sea of ​​the Dead, but rather that the Sea of ​​the Dead holds the answers they seek, or can bring about something.”

“It’s also possible that they want to make an example of you, to give you the illusion that they support us going to the Sea of ​​Dead, and then give you a surprise attack on the day you set off, so that no one will want to go to the surface of the sea in the future,” Li Yili said with a smile, shaking her fingers as she hung upside down.

Li Yili, carrying Nakya, continued to walk unsteadily around the central gas lamp.

“But we have double insurance, Heidi Serra and Nakya,” Li Yili clapped her hands as she leaned on the stairs, “and you can add more insurance. You know, as long as you ask, Valkyrie will do everything she can to protect you.”

"I'll protect you. As for that 'mother' you've never met, you could try asking her for help. The fire elves won't just stand by and watch you die."

“I always feel like these insurance policies aren’t very reliable,” Li Yili complained, hugging Nakya tightly in her arms.

“There’s nothing I can do. You’re just an ordinary person. If you were an extremely powerful chosen one of the gods, you wouldn’t have so many problems,” Li Yili, who was hanging upside down, raised her hand and waved. “If you had started working towards becoming an extremely powerful chosen one of the gods three years ago, you wouldn’t be feeling so frustrated.”

“We must go to the sea no matter what,” Li Yili said, her eyes slightly narrowed as she held the lighting device. “You know, something up there is calling to you, and the answers you need are there.”

As soon as Li Yili, who was holding the lighting device, finished speaking, a crisp knocking sound rang in her ears. Li Yili immediately looked up at the place where the Sea of ​​Dead met the sky.

Sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes paused, seemingly without any pattern, yet it seems to be conveying something.

That was the call from the Sea of ​​the Dead that Ips spoke of. Ips couldn't understand it, but he could.

As the calls echoed, Li Yili disappeared one by one, until only the Li Yili holding the lighthouse remained, not yet completely gone.

“They are calling you. You can’t keep pretending not to know. You can’t have appeared here for no reason.”

"Ha...so this isn't..."

Li Yili looked helplessly toward the lighting device, but there were only a few flying insects circling around the light.

"I should have asked Dr. Jeff for some medicine."

Chapter 133 Is this the strongest unit?

In the early morning, Li Yili tidied his clothes in front of a full-length mirror. Nakya, whose clothes he had carefully tidied first, had already opened her travel bag very consciously.

Not far away, on a large bed that could accommodate four or five people, two heroic Valkyries were fast asleep in a rather slovenly posture. The only thing that made Li Yili think of them was that they didn't snore, which was enough to make her think of the valiant Valkyries that Galar had been so heavily promoted.

As for why it was once heavily promoted... how can it continue to be promoted now that things are like this?

Expecting these two to make breakfast is like hoping for a windfall. At first, Li Yili felt guilty for mistaking Valkyrie Wahlbi for Valkyrie Wahlbi, but now he only feels lucky. Fortunately, he had initially regarded Valkyrie Wahlbi as a Valkyrie similar to Valkyrie Wahlbi, so he didn't have any extra expectations or disappointments.

Yes, that's great.

Li Yili sighed deeply, walked to the bedside, and pinched the chins of Valqiu Yuan and Valqiu Lei respectively, shaking them forcefully from side to side. Neither Valqiu Lei nor Valqiu Yuan showed any sign of waking up.

Is this creature the strongest unit in the Galar Horn?

Although it had been tested on Valkyrie many times, Valkyrie was still the same. Even Li Yili couldn't help but complain that it was quite normal that Galar Horn didn't mention Valkyrie much.

Li Yili shook her head helplessly, covered Valhou Lei's face with the pillow, turned around, picked up her travel bag, whistled, went downstairs, put on her shoes, and pushed open the door. Although El and the others had been enthusiastically offering to serve as her personal grooms and pick her up and drop her off every day, Li Yili still politely declined.

Be bold when you need to be, and be humble when you need to be. Don't try to show off.

After all, he was an undercover agent.

Riding in a swaying public carriage, they arrived in the city center. Along the way, passengers got on and off in waves, and Li Yili keenly noticed that many people's eyes were on him.

If those gazes hadn't been devoid of any hostility, Li Yili would have almost suspected that Abel had reported to Bishop Azawi that he had taken Nakya's body. But those gazes, while not hostile, weren't exactly friendly either; they were more of an observational gaze, which made Li Yili very uncomfortable.

But the thought that these might be spying agents sent by Bishop Asawi made Li Yili suppress her discomfort and pretend that she knew nothing.

Fortunately, the carriage soon arrived at the station near the Sheep Village Logistics Building, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Yili got off the carriage.

The spacious square eased Li Yili's somewhat depressed mood, which had been affected by being watched the whole way.

"Perhaps we should prepare our own carriage."

Li Yili sighed, stepped through the gate of the Yangcun Logistics Building, and arrived at the top floor amidst shouts of "Good morning!"

Inside the minister's office, Alma, the secretary, was scrutinizing the account books against her own conscience at the secretary's desk.

Hearing footsteps, Alma looked up and her gaze fell on the travel bag on Li Yili's back. Her lips twitched slightly. "Don't you get tired carrying this up and down every day?"

Li Yili smiled calmly and waved her hand, "Compared to the schoolbag I carried when I was in school, this is nothing."

"You must have filled your schoolbag with bricks when you were in school," Alma teased.

“Not a brick, but knowledge that is better than a brick,” Li Yi gently placed her travel bag under the desk, leaned over and sat in the executive chair, spun the chair to make some space, put her legs on the desk, and spread her hands, “All kinds of notebooks, all kinds of exercise books, all kinds of textbooks that you never know if you will use in the next class.”

"I have a feeling... you're carrying a lot of resentment."

. "

“My lifelong dream was to one day flatten the school,” Li Yili said, yawning with her hands behind her head. “But before that day came, the school was moved. The place where the towering trees were was turned into a wide road, and the teaching buildings were turned into a commercial center. Then I realized that what I hated was not the school, but the teachers and those bad memories. Even when I wandered around the new campus, I couldn’t find any sense of disgust.”

"Uh...so?" Alma looked completely confused.

“As long as you destroy the things associated with disgust, you won’t feel any disgust even if you stand in that position again,” Li Yili shrugged. “But Instas has too many… well, things that evoke bad memories, and these things flow through Instas like blood.”

Alma blinked. "You mean...the mask?"

"Otherwise what?" Li Yili raised her right hand, pointing in Alma's direction, and rubbed her index finger and thumb together vigorously. "If a face with unpleasant memories of you is constantly in front of you, would you feel happy?"

Alma put down her pen and stared intently at Li Yili. After ten minutes of silence, Alma raised her hand to cover her face. "You're absolutely right. She might become depressed in just a few days."

Li Yili's eye twitched violently, and she gave a forced smile, "Looks like Secretary Alma desperately needs me to inject some happiness into you."

Alma's intuition told her that she had to end the conversation immediately, otherwise Li Yili would really do what he said he would do and inject some fun into the conversation. So Alma immediately turned the order on the table toward Li Yili, "Minister Li Yili, the submarine test has been completed."

"Oh my, so fast?" Li Yili raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“You’ve solved the most important power source problem at zero cost. The rest are just minor issues like sealing and rigidity,” Alma stuck out her tongue. “The launch device can be completed today, and if there are no unforeseen circumstances, you can set off for the Sea of ​​the Dead tomorrow.”

"It's really exhilarating," Li Yili's eyes lit up.

Alma opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then complained, "Are you really going to go yourself? Normally, shouldn't the boss wait until the employee is sure they can safely reach the destination before setting off? What if... there's no such thing as the sea...?"

“Secretary Alma, you need to understand one thing: only cowards doubt that their goals actually exist, and only cowards pave the way with other people’s lives. I can’t walk on a road built with human lives, and I can’t walk on it safely.”

Li Yili raised her finger with an unwavering look in her eyes.

"I want to go to the Sea of ​​the Dead in my heart, and I must be the first to get there."

Chapter 134 Making the Mask of Levi Strauss-Estée Richard!

Outside the mask factory, people came and went, and truckloads of medicine, covered in thick cloth, were delivered to every corner of Instas. Inside the cathedral of the mask factory, Bishop Servi sat on a bench, gently patting the doctrine of Bishop Azawi on his lap with his right hand. His eyes reflected the statue of "God," which looked like an alien being, covered in all sorts of things and never maintained, under the soft light.

"Snapped--"

Servi tapped his knuckles heavily on the surface of the doctrinal text, and the cathedral doors were gently pushed open.

"Baran, how's the situation?"

Balan was taken aback when he pushed open the door, then immediately turned around and gently closed it behind him. He quickly walked up behind Servi, bent down, and lowered his voice, "It went smoothly, but..."

“However?” Selvi’s eyes narrowed slightly, his fingernail leaving a white scratch on the surface of the doctrine.

“The head of logistics at Sheep Village, Levi-Istie Richard, seems to have noticed,” Balan swallowed hard. “He seems to be able to tell.”

"How is this possible?" Selvi's eyes widened. "How did he do that?!"

“I don’t know, it could be speculation,” Balan paused, “He slapped him one slap at a time.”

"A slap, cough..." Even Selvi couldn't help but cough, his expression strange. "Did he distinguish them by touch? That's impossible. The mask and the potion couldn't possibly have such a basic flaw."

“I don’t know. It seems he first determined that the other person wasn’t him before slapping him,” Balan said, pressing his waist down further.

Selvi's eyes narrowed slightly. "That man, Levi Ist Richard, is dangerous. Displacement, the god of displacement, those formulas, let's not talk about them, they're just laughable empty talk in the end, but that submarine... is an achievement."

“But…” Balan hesitated for a moment before cautiously probing, “In fact, it is because of Levi’s Est. Richard’s actions that our experiments have made such groundbreaking progress that we haven’t seen in recent years.”

Selvi turned around and glanced sideways at Balan. "What do you mean? You're not suggesting that Levi Esti Richard is helping us, are you?"

Balan's eyes flickered before he lowered his head. "Someone saw Reeves Est. Richard and Candidate Abel meet."

"Abel, the candidate, has arrived in Instas?!"

Servi was stunned, then suddenly stood up and grabbed Balan by the collar. Balan, who was clearly a strong old man, was like a little chick and completely unable to resist.

"Such an important matter"

Why are you only saying this now!