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The world war surrounding the city of Sykes is still going on.

　　 Relative to that side, it's in a large city somewhere under Niaoren No.2 Continent, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away.

　　 The lively and not elegant nobles are gathering.

In this magnificent large living room, elites of all races in glamorous dresses gather together. They basically use human appearance as a medium for social communication. After all, human races account for the vast majority here, and they are beautiful in appearance. Suitable for walking around on this occasion.

　　 This is equivalent to speaking our respective dialects in our hometown, but we will switch to Mandarin once we get to public social occasions.

　　 The human appearance is to act as Mandarin.

　　 In such a high-level meeting place, Curtis, who wears a suit and tights, holds a red wine glass in his hand and talks comfortably.

　　 From time to time, some people come to say hello. If you look closely, you will find that most of the nobles who are communicating with each other will turn their eyes to the fat man intentionally or unintentionally.

　　Actually, Curtis, the diplomat representing the underground city and Irene, is the center of the party.

　　 "Come on, Mr. Curtis, let me introduce you to Mr. XXX and Ms. XXXX, as well as their close friends Miss XXXX and her lover Mr. XXXX. Next to him is Master XX of the XX family."

　　 Birdman's messenger introduces some local aristocrats and gentry who can't remember their names to the fat man with a handsome young appearance.

　　 And Curtis smiled and raised his glasses one by one to the other side while scanning everyone with mind reading.

　　 This is a group of nobles with quite complicated relationships.

　　 Mr. XXX, Miss XXXX and Master XX...Forget it, it’s just messy anyway.

　　Curtis didn’t just spend time with the grandsons here. He had to follow the lord’s instructions to spread the ‘lost scarab’.

　　 But the premise is that there must be a sheep's head spy installed here in this venue, otherwise, even if the sheep's head is not received there, it is no use.

　　 Curtis has to make sure that when he releases the information tonight, the sheep's head can receive it as soon as possible, because Vinda said that the time is urgent and hopes that he can put the plan into action as soon as possible.

　　 "Mr. Curtis, thanks to the immediate arrival of your reinforcements, those cities have been saved. I toast you."

　　The beautiful bird-man messenger chirped beside him in spring.

　　 Curtis has scanned its heart. If nothing happens, this guy will be the candidate for the next speaker, so he is very dedicated to regaining lost ground.

　　 But the fat man still found the problem. Of course, it wasn't the messenger in front of him, but the young master XX who had a good chat with him before, and now he is whispering to Miss XXXX.

　　 This aristocratic young master has a golden olive-style haircut, and a straight suit looks good to wear, but after Curtis scanned his inner thoughts, he inadvertently said with emotion:

　　‘I thought you were just a perpetrator, and it’s pretty good if you want to play. ’

　　 "Mr. Diplomat?"

　　 Birdman messenger saw the fat man staring in a certain direction. When it followed the line of sight, he immediately shouted: "Master XX, please come over."

　　 The aristocratic young master who kept glancing towards this side heard this, and immediately came over with a red wine glass excitedly and said, "Hello, Mr. Curtis."

　　 The fat man nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I just think you are like a...my friend, sorry, I seem to have read it wrong."

　　 "Oh~~ I can’t imagine that I can still have such a great honor, then I would like to ask your friend..."

"I recently lost contact. This is the most troublesome." Curtis sighed pretendingly, and then said to the noble young master in front of him, "Actually, my friend is the commander of a large mecha. Officer, lost contact a few days ago, with that big mecha."

　　 When the birdman envoy next to him heard it, he quickly asked, "Isn't the large mecha that your Excellency talking about is a scarab?"

　　 "Scarab?!" Master XX couldn't help but whispered. He knew this kind of giant equipment. Every time he celebrated the liberation of the city, he would pull a scarab to parade outside the city.

　　 Although people can't go up and observe it carefully, just looking at it from a distance is shocking.

　　 There will be forces in this world to make such ingenious objects, which is simply breathtaking.

　　 However, listening to what this fat guy meant, such a shocking killer has lost contact? Lost? Isn't it?

"The scarab that my friend commanded was lost during a patrol to the northwest of Sykes City a few days ago. We also sent a large number of troops to search, but we couldn't find it, just like the world has evaporated. Same, don’t you blame it?"

　　 "Yes, it's weird." Master XX nodded.

　　 And the messenger next to him said with an anxious expression: "Your Excellency, does the lord know this?"

　　 "Of course my adults know it, but there is nothing to make up for it, so I can only look for it slowly."

　　 "I hope I can find it as soon as possible." The messenger sighed. Compared with Curtis's indifferent look, the birdman's messenger was more attentive. If you don't know, I think it's their big baby lost.

　　 Actually, the Scarab’s mighty birdman has seen it before, and if such a big killer is found by the enemy and taken back and copied, then the war on this continent will never end.

　　 "Your Excellency, can you ask me something?" Young Master XX asked with a shy face to Curtis.

"Ok?"

　　 "Where is the last time you lost contact with the scarab?"

　　 "The northwest plain of the city of Sykes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "The plain is too big. Can you be more specific?"

　　 "Let me think about it... I heard from my adults that it seems to be in a town called Grand Heights."

　　...

　　 around 8 o'clock in the morning

　　 On a desolate high ground, a mecha as huge as a hill was parked there.

　　 Some engineering robots are busy back and forth around this big mecha.

　　 there are a large number of Tauren Marines holding rifles back and forth on alert.

　　 The whole looks like a scarab beetle lying on its back, and the troops on its body have come down to repair and protect it.

　　 At this moment, a large number of monsters suddenly appeared around the army to quickly rush towards this anchored mecha—their leader was the intelligence obtained from Curtis.

　　 "Enemy attack! Fire!"

　　 faced the rushing monster group: the surrounding Marines yelled, and then banged their rifles in defense.

　　 Although the rows of blood mist around him exploded quickly, they still couldn't stop the opponent's crazy offensive.

　　 In the end, there was no way. All the personnel retreated to the scarab. After killing rounds of monsters, they ran to the top apron, and finally took a transport plane and quickly left.

　　.........

　　 "Everything is ready, let's sit down and enjoy it." Lott was sitting at the dining table while enjoying breakfast, while watching the big screen, the monsters dragged the squat mecha back.