Chapter 10 Are you a priest? Sakri has no sense of anti-reconnaissance...
Sakerui had no awareness of counter-reconnaissance, nor did he have the habit of covering his whereabouts all the time.
She would inadvertently leave footprints as she climbed through the bushes, and she would not clean up properly after eating, leaving behind food scraps and the occasional charcoal fragment.
But Gash, the top elite of the Operations Department, was very sure that he had encountered the most difficult target in his career.
Even if this person doesn't even have the basic anti-tracking awareness.
It was as if the whole world was helping Sakeri escape to Nanxi Harbor.
The footprints left in the woods were covered by snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the occasional food scraps left behind were carried away by vultures; when she passed by a town and had to replenish supplies, it rained heavily and people stayed indoors; the bridge she had walked across not long ago would soon break.
Everything is just right.
Gash knew that he was getting further and further away from Sakori, until all traces of him were wiped out by the world.
The only good thing is that even the tower can't track down Sakri. As long as the enemy doesn't gain any benefit, this matter is not that bad.
But Gash is not a fool. Since Sakri took the map, the destination is most likely Nanxi Harbor.
He sent a message to headquarters.
Headquarters advised him to go directly to the harbor, but not to go deep.
The team led by Ke Jinzhu has lost communication signal and their life or death is unknown.
...Nanxi Harbor, it’s Nanxi Harbor again.
How come nothing happened for over a hundred years ago, but now it seems like everyone is trying to squeeze in?
Gash sighed.
He only knew that Sakori had a high status in the tower, but he didn't know why it was so high.
After all, she looked really ordinary, as if the tower just kept her, and didn't even need her to do anything. She didn't even know about the tower's recent activities.
Someone with almost no real power but a very high position.
He had originally thought that Sakori had no special talents, but now it seemed that she, at the very least, was able to communicate directly with the gods.
So, a priest?
Putting aside the unimportant thoughts at the moment, Gash also gave up tracking Sakori. It was really too difficult.
Take a detour to get to Nanxi Harbor - Sakerui will most likely take a shortcut, and the long ladders, bridges, and stone shelves on that shortcut will inevitably cause some problems.
*
The two teams, each with their own ideas but roughly the same goals, finally met.
Ke Jinzhu's team was not complete. Some people were resting here, while others went out to explore this mysterious phenomenon.
Ke Jinzhu acted as if she had never politely refused the Secret Pattern Society's involvement.
"So the mysterious phenomenon of movement is real?"
She used to think that the recorder was in a trance and walked in without realizing it.
Of course, she can’t be blamed for this perception.
After all, there are very few people who have experienced and survived, and there are very few records left within the rebel army. The records about the movement of mysterious phenomena only add up to three sheets of paper.
Lin, who had to shoulder the responsibility of communication, nodded.
“It’s rare.”
Very very very rare.
Either the mysterious phenomenon is too active—it’s just been born and hasn’t settled down yet.
Either there is a divine-level energy fluctuation nearby, causing the phenomenon to converge.
Thinking of this, Lin glanced inconspicuously at the black cat that was stepping on the president's head.
It seems to be related to this guy.
Ke Jinzhu had no objection and asked them to borrow some ointment to apply to the wounded in the team.
It happened so suddenly that some things were not brought in.
Lin also helped a little, and then she asked, "Did you notice anything unusual after you came in?"
It would be better to find the node. After all, it is a longing left over from a hundred years ago, and it is not a good idea to gamble on how high its power carrying capacity is.
The worst-case scenario is that there is also a reflection of God here, and then it will be impossible to break out by breaking the upper limit of strength.
This is also what puzzled Ke Jinzhu the most: "No, there is nothing, and the energy detector broke down as soon as it came in, and it can't detect anything."
Otherwise, at least we can see where the energy is abnormal.
As they were talking, Chao Shuang came back with two people.
His expression looked very strange, as if he saw fish flying in the sky, birds swimming in the sea, and mourning boat flowers growing all over the world.
He didn't say much, but took out the photo and showed it to everyone.
Taking photos is a very basic secret pattern method, and it is also very stable. You should know that the fewer and simpler the secret patterns, the more stable they are.
Especially in areas where the energy is overly active, the advantages are more evident.
The photo was taken at the junction of the coast, where people were coming and going on the wooden board connecting the pier and the boat.
But just like Chao Shuang, everyone showed an expression that was as if they had seen the reflection of God.
——Isn’t that person standing on the dock Sakeri?
But this was a hundred years ago!
*
After a heated discussion, President Lu finally put forward the most convincing guess.
"The child in her arms should be Sakori."
And she is most likely Sakerui's mother.
Ke Jinzhu raised an objection that people in the fields of thinking and secret patterns were not on the same page.
"This is a hundred years ago. Sakori's actual age is less than eighteen years old. We have already confirmed this."
If she was born a hundred years ago, she would at least be a contemporary of President Lu.
President Lu gathered his thoughts and said, "There really is a way to temporarily stop a living organism's growth."
In addition to abandoning the concept related to lifespan like it did, there is also the engraving of secret patterns on living organisms.
However... this method is absolutely forbidden.
There is even an unwritten rule in the Secret Pattern Field:
When faced with someone who has imprinted secret patterns on a living being, everyone has the obligation to execute them.
Every newcomer to the industry will be repeatedly reminded that such vile behavior is strictly prohibited, even if the object being imprinted is just an ant.
Ke Jinzhu thought about it.
Sakerui's memory of her life growing up is relatively clear, so she must have been very young when she stopped growing.
Most likely now.
"So, there should be someone from the tower nearby."
She was referring to this mysterious phenomenon.
*
One kilometer outside Nanxi Harbor.
"Sir, we're here."
At first glance, the person who spoke was dressed in a manner not dissimilar to that of the Secret Mark Society, both with a mysterious style.
The Secret Mark Society is accustomed to hiding its presence, mostly out of the desire to conceal itself under the stars.
But the person in front of him was different. The large, complicated and exaggerated secret patterns on his crimson cloak seemed to care more about attracting attention than functionality.
Humans, like ants, also yearn to be noticed by the stars.
The man addressed as "Sir" remained silent.
After a while, the commander stretched out his hand from under his cloak and made a rough and hoarse sound.
"Set off."
Under the warm midday sun, the weeds beside the pond swayed comfortably.
Next to the reflection of the weeds, the reflection of the back of a hand in the water is particularly conspicuous.
Looking around, the entire back of the hand was unclear. Without gloves, it was real flesh, and the engraved secret patterns were almost submerging the flesh and blood.
And the secret patterns on the cloak seemed to be made by the same person.
Luxurious and gorgeous.
Trying to dress people up as decorations and wrap them in beautiful red gift boxes.
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