When Jiang Xia was doing business with Hong Yan before, his exclusive customer service, Xiao Yaer, had asked Lao Jiang indirectly about the origin of these precious ash medicines.
She was certain that Lao Jiang had found the precious medicine from some small spiritual world, and she even asked Lao Jiang if he wanted to sell the star array.
But Jiang Xia decisively rejected it.
Old Jiang even made a bold statement, saying that as long as he didn't want to, no matter how powerful the powerful people in the Ku Mu Realm were, they would not be able to obtain the star array. This was not Jiang Xia bragging.
He does have the confidence.
Because he did not hide the star array leading to the Red Moon Realm in the Bitter Wood Realm, but placed it on the Black Hand Society's side, hiding it in the wasteland.
The star array leading to the wasteland has been destroyed by Lao Jiang himself.
Apart from him using the Seven Treasures Magic Tree to travel through the world, no one else can find the secret wasteland, unless there is suddenly another Star Wanderer in the Bitter Wood Realm. But based on what Mr. Crow said before, this possibility is not impossible.
But it is infinitely close to zero.
"Buzz"
Deep in the Death Desert, in the Black Hand Society's backup base, in the basement of the four-story watchtower, as the huge parallel battery pack started up, dazzling arcs of electricity flowed along the thick cables and rushed to the ancient star array embedded at the end of the cables.
Energy is injected to activate the star array disk.
As the two large and small stone rings nested on the array disk move relative to each other, just like unlocking a password box, they turn to specific positions and stop, and then the ink symbols light up, forming a gathering of white light above the array disk.
In the past, Lao Jiang was a layman and just watched the fun.
Now, he has also done his own research on the ink symbols. He has carefully observed the entire process of the star array's activation. He recognizes every ink symbol used in the star array, but when they are combined together, Lao Jiang is confused.
It's like an elementary school student who just finished a third grade math class and tries to use his math knowledge to solve the work of a PhD in mathematics.
It is certain that I cannot understand it.
He couldn't even understand the meaning of the hundreds of ink symbols on the array plate.
But what is certain is that this kind of knowledge has not been passed down in Mo Shuang Mountain. The leader Mo Jun may know something about it, but he will definitely not share it.
Jiang Xia and Ruyue looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
This is not a work they can analyze now at all.
As for Roger.
Black Fox was tidying up his clothes at this moment. He changed out of his wild gangster outfit that was full of wasteland style and put on a sexy business suit that was said to be left to him by his grandfather.
He polished his leather shoes until they were shiny, and also had his hair and beard trimmed.
He suddenly became a decent person.
Old Jiang had a feeling before that Rogge was very similar to a classic image in his mind, but he couldn't remember who it was. Now that Rogge dressed up a little, Jiang Xia recognized him immediately.
This guy really looks like Uncle Snake.
Not only his weather-beaten, manly face, but also his temperament shaped by countless battles, are exactly the same as that of the legendary mercenary.
Of course, compared to the wrinkled Rogue, Uncle Snake is obviously more handsome.
"Maybe you should spray yourself with some cologne or something. Look at you, Roger. This was supposed to be a rescue operation, but you turned it into a gathering of a senior citizen blind date club.
Why are you wearing such formal attire?
I thought you looked really cool in that gangster trench coat you wore earlier."
Jiang Xia joked, but was glared at by Rogge. The black fox reached out to adjust his collar, thought for a moment, and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt.
He looked at the star array that opened in front of him. The white cocoon of light was like a giant's open vertical pupil.
He said:
“I’m not representing my past. I’ve seen the images of the world that Su filmed, and there is still civilization there. I…I’m representing this wasteland to communicate with the new civilization.
Even though my world has fallen into decline, as a member of it, I don’t want to bring shame to my world.
As my grandfather said, in the end of the world, holding on to your dignity won’t make your life better, but it will prevent you from sinking into despair. "
"Whatever you want."
Jiang Xia curled his lips and took a step forward. In the white light leading to another world, he turned around and said to Rogge:
“But I want to correct one thing, Rogge. What you see after passing through this door is not a civilization. They are in the apocalypse just like you, but the despair is manifested in a different way.
Don't lower yourself to let them look down on you.
I'm not bringing you there to beg for mercy from the rude guys in that world. You can help each other... Believe me, you and they both urgently need reinforcements.
Let's go.
Don’t keep them waiting.”
After saying that, Lao Jiang strode into the light cocoon, smoking a cigarette.
The secretary followed closely behind, then Rogge and Su. Passing through the star array brought a slight dizziness, but it was not serious. Rogge immediately opened his eyes when his feet stepped on solid ground.
He was eager to see what the new world looked like.
But at first glance, it's disappointing.
In front of him was a dim basement hall with medieval-style wall lamps on the surrounding walls. It was quite dim, but in front of him, there were two "local colleagues" waiting for them.
Lady Helya is still as beautiful and elegant as ever. Today she changed into a noble hunting suit, with black breeches clinging to her long legs and black riding boots.
The upper body is not too complicated, just a small dark grey vest that outlines elegant lines.
Probably to facilitate combat, the baroness's long hair was now tied into a simple ponytail, and she wore a cowboy hat with a bright feather on it.
The ice-blue left eye prosthesis is slightly different from the blue right eye.
But it did not affect the Baroness's elegant and heroic temperament, especially the spirit-enthralled demon-hunting guns inserted on both sides of her denim belt, which made her look like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.
Beside the Baroness, old Saan, who was also wearing aristocratic hunting suit, put on a cloak. He was not wearing a hat and his white hair was combed neatly.
He was wearing a monocle to cover his left eye, and holding an umbrella in his black leather glove, perfectly portraying the demeanor of a noble butler.
"Welcome the boss to come and inspect."
When the baroness saw Jiang Xia walking out of the light, she immediately giggled, reached out to take off her cowboy hat, placed it on her towering chest, and bowed slightly in salute.
Lao Jiang waved his hand and said jokingly with a smile:
"Why don't you let me kiss your hand this time, Lady Baroness?"
"Because I was a rookie who didn't know anything at that time, but now I understand."
Helya is a young girl. She is giggling and holding Ruyue's arm, just like good sisters. Ruyue had trained in the Red Moon Realm for a few months before, and she and the baroness of the same age became good friends at that time.
The lady turned around and said to Jiang Xia:
“I didn’t understand the power you possessed then, Boss, but now I know that people like you won’t be bound by old-fashioned etiquette.
I can't treat you like an aristocrat. After all, the Helford family's current revival is all thanks to the support of the boss.
Since you are a subordinate, you have to behave like a subordinate."
Old Saan also spoke up, saying calmly:
"Miss, you are right. It is an honor for the Helford family to have the honor of following a great star wanderer. Well, this guest looks a little unfamiliar.
Boss, won't you introduce us?"
The old hunter's gaze fell on Rogue, who was also paying attention to him. The energy reading in his left eye prosthesis was quite stable, without any changes.
It was as if the baroness in front of him and the old butler were both truly ordinary people.
But Rogge himself had also used the Ash Elixir and gained supernatural powers. He was naturally very clear that the witch hunters in the Red Moon Realm were a very special group and could not be determined by simple energy data detection results.
There is no need for Jiang Xia to introduce him.
Rogge took a step forward, stretched out his hand to Old Saan, and, through the language system converted in the chip, greeted him in the purest London accent and said:
"Hello, my name is Roger Fitals, and I come here on behalf of the Wasteland Civilization."
Old Saan's expression also turned serious.
He coughed lightly, and in a fairly standard welcoming gesture, he shook Roger's hand, shook it up and down twice, and replied:
“Hello, distinguished guest. My name is Thane, Thane K. Helford. I have heard of your stories. Being able to rebuild civilization after the apocalypse is a miracle that I cannot imagine.
It was an honor to meet the protagonist of this legendary story in person.”
"Click"
The first encounter between two civilizations, such an epic meeting, must naturally be preserved. Lao Jiang very appropriately used his mouth to simulate the sound of a camera shutter being pressed.
In fact, he just used his left eye prosthesis to capture the scene of two tough guys shaking hands.
"Okay, stop bragging about business."
Boss Jiang stretched his body and said to his employees:
“This time I’m here to discuss serious matters.
I think there will be a banquet or something in the noble house. The food in the wasteland is really hard to describe, so let's talk about what happens next while we eat."
"Hehe, I'm ready."
The lady took Ruyue's hand and smiled at the boss. She guided the way ahead and said:
"Please follow me, everyone. The banquet is ready."
——
An aristocratic banquet sounds elegant, but in reality, it is just that simple.
After all, the Red Moon Realm has its own national conditions. Under the doomsday pressure brought by the monsters, the original aristocratic system of the old continent has been almost destroyed, and the survivors have come to the new colony and are struggling to survive.
It is difficult for ordinary people to live, so it would be really inappropriate to be picky about it.
The situation of the Helford family was better, but it was no longer as leisurely as in the happy days of the past, so this banquet held in the large garden of the manor did not have the legendary band performance and the scene of servants serving dishes in an endless stream.
A gang of local lackeys, led by cowboy Huck, will act as servants.
They pretended to be dressed in the clothes of manor servants, trying to appear as "elegant" as possible, not wanting to embarrass their master, but the problem was that these guys were all witch hunters who lived on the edge of a knife.
No matter how hard they disguise themselves, they can't hide their rudeness.
Some of the details made Old Saan frown, but fortunately, Rogue's wasteland world is the same, and Black Fox doesn't care about these red tapes.
He praised the exquisite food placed on the large round table in front of him, and was particularly fond of the authentic noble brandy stored in the cellar.
For a moment, both the host and the guests were enjoying themselves.
After tasting the magic foie gras and Provence fish soup as the main courses, Jiang Xia looked at Rogge who was already a little tipsy, put down the cigar in his hand and knocked on the table.
He said:
"Rogge is in some trouble. There is a powerful force hostile to them. The original counterattack plan had to be postponed until a solution can be found.
He must create an absolute military buffer zone between his forces and the enemy to buy time for their development.
He and I are here for this.”
"Military buffer zone?"
As a witch hunter, Old Sarn naturally understood this term. He put down the tall glass in his hand, frowned and said:
"During this period, the Helford family has indeed gained some more vagrants and braves who have defected to them. Together with Hack's Sals Hunting Group, we can gather nearly 500 people.
But such a small force is obviously not enough to serve as a military buffer zone. The reputation of Helford Manor has just been spread. Even if we spend money to hire people, it is estimated that..."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me."
Jiang Xia shook his head, picked up the cigar, took a puff, and said to Old Saen:
"I'm not asking you witch hunters to risk your lives. Your numbers are too small compared to the population base of this world. Since you are elite, you can't be used as cannon fodder like this."
"So, mobilizing civilians?"
Old Sarn frowned even deeper and said:
"I know that Rogge's world has excess weapons production capacity, enough to equip every civilian with a sophisticated gun, but their organization is poor and they can't fight a war."
"Alas, your thinking is still not broad enough."
Jiang Xia sighed and shook his head, while the secretary who was whispering with the baroness brushed her hair and reminded softly.
"Master Sarn, what is the most abundant thing in your world?"
Old Saan's eyes lit up and his fists clenched at this moment.
He already knew what Jiang Xia was thinking.
"Are you planning on sending the monster to the wasteland?"
"Um."
Old Jiang leaned back in a high-back chair filled with velvet. He flicked the ash from his cigarette, raised his head, and said in a gentle tone:
"This kills two birds with one stone. It's a genius idea, right?"