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323 Battlefield 1

"Are you all okay?" After the car stopped, Zhao Mai immediately checked everyone's condition. It was really safe. The damage to the car's shell did not affect the situation inside the car. Except for Adu being frightened, everyone was safe and sound.

"the·che" is not that good. The phone shows that the car has been damaged by the "time and space vortex", which takes seventy years to recover slowly, or use seventy gold coins to speed up the process. Zhao Mai has 29 gold coins in his hand, which is nearly half of which can be repaired.

The mobile phone navigation shows that this place is "Wilz, Luxembourg, Earth". Although it is not the original destination, it is at least still on the earth. It is considered a local creature, and there is no problem leaving the car to adapt to the environment. Zhao Mai looked through his phone and saw an interesting ability that could be used to restore the condition of the car. "Finished", exchanged ten gold coins for the ability to "accelerate self-recovery", and then used ten gold coins to restore the shell to "indestructible". Although Zhao Mai no longer believes in the so-called indestructible, especially in front of the strong, he has repeatedly accepted challenges, but at present, he cannot think of other better protection measures!

"Xiaohua, let's have a little bit of a problem. The one who took action in the time channel must be the transcendent. The old man also intervened. He came to save us, but he didn't expect that there would be a third party, and there might even be a fourth party." Zhao Mai could only discuss this matter with Xiaohua now: "Zhong Jianbai is right. When the voting results were four to four and seven to one, a big incident happened, which means that competition among the transcendents began."

"It is worth celebrating that we can survive when the gods fight! Isn't the half-black and half-white pattern that appeared in the end the old man left to save us?" Xiaohua floated around in the carriage, constantly trying to get out to see if there is still an unclosed place.

"When the old man gave us the Tai Chi diagram, wasn't it when I just came back from Westeros? I didn't start voting at that time!" Zhao Mai thought for a while, and then said: "It's very likely that at that time, the old man had already expected that such a thing would happen, so he made arrangements in advance. Come on, I remember there was a kraft paper bag in the box of gold coins, so let's open it and take a look."

The kraft paper bag was quite tough, and Zhao Mai tore it hard for a few times but couldn't open it. Just when he was surprised, the temperature of the paper bag he grabbed with his hands increased, and then a flame rose, and finally burned the bag to ashes. A letter from the old man fell out of the flame:

Zhao Mai can only tell you some things in this way. The transcendent is not a harmonious atmosphere. We compete with each other at our own level. I have calculated that this matter in the magic world will eventually affect the transcendent level, so I made such preparations. I can't calculate who is the driving force behind it and what is the purpose, so I let you be a bait. If you want to survive, you will also survive. I hope you can complete the task I gave you and then return victoriously. I am waiting for you in 2016.

"Every transcendent will protect an experience of his own, which I call the root and foot. The root and foot are heavily protected, which is the guarantee that the transcendent can transcend and exist, and that other transcendents cannot interfere no matter what. The most common means of protection is to limit all possible travel methods through calculation and ability. Therefore, in the world mastered by transcendents, ordinary people do not have enough computing power, so they cannot create new root and foot, so they must not transcend. Going to other worlds that are separated from calculation is the only feasible way, but it takes too much luck to find such a world. I don't know where you will go, but I know you will need a root and foot. I calculated that you will be knocked down from the time tunnel, and at that time all transcendents were fighting and exhausting their own computing power. I am directly related to you, and I can't calculate where you will die, so it's even more difficult for others.

Therefore, I will save you and make sure you cannot die, and no one can count you. The transcendents except me all think that you have disappeared in time, and they don’t know that you have become the only one, and I will also guarantee this, after all, no one is really omniscient and omnipotent. So, as long as you don’t contact me and don’t return to your country, you will be in the blind spot, free from the monitoring of the transcendents, and no one knows where you are, and I don’t know. I have created a hidden history for you, and hope that you can walk this path and prove that this is feasible."

"The eight of us are too old, so old that we are about to expand. Once we fall into stagnation, we will definitely have an end to fight, so that we can absorb each other's wisdom and start the journey of expansion again. I will not be defeated, but I do not want to see the death of old friends. If you can hide your roots in this way, regardless of whether you detach or not in the end, we will have something to do and avoid fighting."

"No matter when and where you are, you are going to start writing what truly belongs to you. You are in a blind spot of fate, like a whirlpool, which will attract fate to meet you. Choose what you need, persevere, and grow up. The old man stays."

Zhao Mai's eyes swept back, and the words in front began to disappear. After reading the last word, the whole piece of paper turned blank, and then turned into a tuft of sand and was blown away by the wind. No matter the old man had a lot of plans, Zhao Mai knew that he could survive, but he still relied on the Tai Chi diagram left by the old man. Compared with the two years of time, the situation is already very good.

"It's great to be alive...and then, we finally became children without anyone's care?" Zhao Mai looked at Xiaohua and then laughed: "Since I learned about the relevant ministries, this is the first time I have relaxed, just like when I first traveled through time."

"Ado," Ado was very happy to see Zhao Mai smile. He looked outside the car with curious eyes, pointed at the wheat on the ground and kept saying, "Ado, Ado."

"Ado, I envy you because I found that you are really happy when you are happy." Zhao Mai opened the car door: "Come on, let's go down and take a walk, and see when it fell?"

The cold air entered the lungs, and a burnt smell mixed in. In the white mist, besides wet water droplets, there were other impurities, a kind of nervous mood that made Zhao Mai. Natural force seemed very nervous, just like a deer smelling a wolf pack in the woodland, ready to escape when the wind blew and moved early.

Zhao Mai squatted down, put his hand on the wheat seedlings, and then entered the green dream. His vision extended outwards, and soon he found a village destroyed by war in the north. The brick and wood structure building turned into a combination of rubble and coke, and the charred smell in the air came from here.

The courtyards and streets are also in a mess. The craters on the road have clearly shown how the war attacked the village. This is just a village with eight residential buildings, a barn and a small church. There are hundreds of craters arranged on the central road less than a hundred meters. I don’t know how many shells hit the building! Zhao Mai saw the bloodstains and some fragments of his clothes, but he could not find any corpses. The war is using its own means to cover itself.

A flash of light came up from a distance, and the green vision immediately arrived there. He saw an artillery camp where soldiers in light gray uniforms were busy. Flat-topped and brimmed field hats and yellow copper buckles were everywhere, and the horses used to pull cannons were locked in the circle, and there was only one old car in the entire camp.

There were guarded infantry defense lines, trenches, barbed wire, single-shot rifles, and two Maxim machine guns around the artillery camp. The soldiers who operated their soldiers with iron helmets and had something like a spear tip on their heads.

Zhao Mai is not a military fan, but looking at the style of the equipment, he also knows that this must be the First World War!

"Luxembourg, Luxembourg..." His poor historical knowledge could not think of which side Luxembourg was, but it must have been occupied by the German army now. Looking at the direction of the artillery, Zhao Mai suddenly found that it was fired at his position!

"Get into the car, hurry!" Zhao Mai got out of the green dream and immediately called everyone to get on the car. Fortunately, the shells took time to fly, and everyone was moving very quickly. When the car door was closed, three shells fell into the field.

The power of the explosion was smaller than expected, but it had a strong flash, and I believe it could be seen from a distance. Then for half a minute of silence, there was a continuous sound of artillery fire.

"The three of them were supposed to be test shots just now to determine the shooting angle." Zhao Mai looked outside through the car window, and the battle situation quickly changed from shooting on one side to shooting on both sides. The rumbling explosion light continued to appear, and the scene was spectacular.
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