South America, Amazon River Basin.

There is a tropical rainforest stretching forty thousand square kilometers here, which is the last few uninhabited areas on the earth.

Frequent rainfall and the sultry and humid climate all year round have nurtured thousands of rare animals and plants, and the ancient and fertile land buried many mysterious countries that were once glorious before the rise of modern civilization.

As early as the early 21st century, that is, during the rule of the previous empire, human beings had reached a high consensus on the issue of "environmental protection". The form of global integration and the continuous exploration of new energy have caused human beings to stop the destructive development of such areas; only poaching has never been resolved, after all... where there is a place of buying and selling, there is a place of buying and selling.

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On December 5, at 12 noon, a luxury passenger plane of Bayshore No. 9 flew over the rainforest.

Although the team received a so-called "archaeological" mission, at least the three persons in charge on the plane knew that this journey would never be that simple.

"So...you mean, you don't know where to land?"

In the cabin, after listening to Rodrigo's explanation of this operation, Solid asked such a question without hesitation.

"Uh...can be said that." Rodrigo shrugged.

He was also helpless because the order he received was to "find a ruin in the designated area and unearthed it", but the "region" given by the top was ridiculously large and there were no survey clues or reference coordinates.

"Can I think..." Solid asked tentatively after receiving his reply, "will this evolve into a long-term mission?"

"It's possible, because I don't know when I can find the right place..." Rodrigo responded. "My plan is to first patrol the area over the area, and then use my experience to lock in a place where ancient ruins may be buried, then unload the supplies and equipment, build a camp... and dig while searching."

"By experience..." Solid repeated these words and continued, "I am frank, professor, your resume shows that you do not have any degree in geology, and you don't seem to have studied Feng Shui in Longjun... Are you really guessing?"

"Well..." Rodrigo showed an awkward expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and replied, "Okay... this is just a random guess."

"Hey... I admit it so easily?" Hearing this, Jimenes, who was lying on a spacious sofa, hugging several beauties, immediately teased, "By the way... Professor, you have been digging soil for so many years, but you don't understand geology?"

"Yes, who has made the excavation and analysis technology so advanced and convenient these days... When I was in college, my tutor told me that in this era, if you still want to do geology and paleontology... it's better to lie down in the museum yourself." Rodrigo replied with a smile.

"Ha!" Jimenes laughed dryly, took a sip of the champagne fed to his mouth by the beauty beside him, and said, "So... don't we dig around like headless flies until we dig what the top is looking for?"

"I can't do anything," Rodrigo said, "This mission is a 'direct order' from Cristo City, which is to let us turn over all the rainforest soil, and I have to do it, right?"

"Did you hear it? Beauties." Gimenez could still laugh at this time, "We may have to extend the 'picnic' time this time."

"Hate~ Why is it different from what you said?"

“No one brings any change of clothes.”

"Darling~ You will ask for a plane and give you a few top-end outdoor living cabins (transportable mini-homes, derivatives of RV concepts, built-in hydropower, wireless networks, furniture, appliances and other facilities, usually including a bedroom and a bathroom with shower; initially it was provided to some pseudo-camping enthusiasts to meet their needs for ‘enjoy urban life in nature’, and somehow became popular in the circle of rich people, and many luxurious models appeared) OK?"

After hearing the bad news, Jimenes' female companions began to act coquettishly with him, but they didn't seem to know the significance and seriousness of Jimenes's words.

It is different to staying in the rainforest for a few hours and staying for a few days.

And if this "day" becomes "weeks", that's another matter.

"Julio." A few seconds later, Solid said again, "For your safety and health, I think... you and your entourage don't have to get off the plane in a while, just follow the crew back."

"Don't be so cold, Mr. Wilson." Jimenes still looked hip-smiling. "I am one of the three responsible persons who were 'named' by the superiors. If I didn't even get off the plane and went back like this, there would definitely be a few thorns in my "members" who took advantage of the problem... I asked them to go online in the federal field to call my report... That situation is much more troublesome than feeding mosquitoes here." He said this very playful, but the content was full of danger. "So... no matter what, I have to stay for a day and a half before leaving, so that I can handle the job."

After hearing this, Solid thought for a moment, and was about to respond to him, but unexpectedly...

At this moment, a soldier in the cockpit suddenly said through the internal communication channel in the armor: "Sir, there is something wrong here, please come to the front immediately."

Several soldiers wearing full-covered armor heard this sentence, but the others on the plane... except for the two pilots, they did not know that something was happening.

"I'm missing a little." Solid was very calm. Although he had heard from the soldier's tone that the matter was urgent and might be serious, he was not anxious or panic when he spoke these four words to the two people in front of him.

Seeing this, Rodrigo and Gimenes looked at each other, not knowing what happened; they wanted to guess the situation through the expressions of the other soldiers in the cabin... They were covering their faces again.

Ten seconds later, Solid had walked into the cockpit and closed the door.

"Say." As soon as the door was closed, he said to his subordinates.

"Sir, look here..." The soldier then pointed his hand at the operating table in front of the two pilots.

Solid looked in the direction of his finger, and his eyes quickly set on a certain screen.

"We were tracked?" With Solid's ability, he naturally knew what the various instrument dial displays on the plane were useful, so he found the problem at a glance. According to the detection device on the plane, at this moment, at a height close to the horizontal, a large flying object was following them more than a hundred meters behind.

"It should be." The soldier replied, "and... it's strange to track our stuff."

"Strange?" Solid doubted.

The soldier understood what the commander meant, and then turned to the pilot and said, "Let me show you the picture you showed me just now."

Before he finished speaking, the pilot cut a blurry image onto the display screen at his hand and explained: "This is a picture taken with an automatic maintenance robot embedded in the tail..."

After seeing the thing on the screen, Solid was silent for two seconds, then turned on the armored mask and approached it and confirmed it again with his naked eyes.

After confirming that what he saw was really a huge robot painted with scarlet colors, he squeezed out his mouth: "hat_the_hell..."
Chapter completed!