"Fatty, I thought you would come here as soon as possible. Why did I drive there for two hours and you pretend that you didn't hear it?"

Seeing the fat man pretending to be attentive, I knew he must have a ghost in his heart. Otherwise, with his personality, how could he give up the opportunity to run up and seek credit and stay at his post alone?

The fat man's face froze, probably because he didn't expect me to speak so bluntly. He quickly took out a thick account book from behind and said in a weak voice: "Sir, you misunderstood me... I heard about your return, so I came over to count the base's supplies and recorded them truthfully in this account book, ensuring that there are no gaps or shortcomings!"

I took the account book in his hand and looked around it for a few random times. I found that the account book was registered in categories according to the materials in the territory, and clearly recorded the daily quantity and total inventory, which was indeed clearly verified.

But I didn't continue to look through it, but instead tore the account book to pieces in front of him and threw it back into his hands.

"Take it back. This time I believe you, and you don't need to check it again. If you really have the habit of keeping accounts, just use the double-entry bookkeeping method to do the accounting."

After I said this, the fat man's nervous expression obviously relaxed, and he smiled at me with a sincere smile of joy on his face.

The relaxed smile on his face was definitely not because I tore the account book out, which destroyed the evidence that he had done it. On the contrary, he dared to pat his chest and say to investigate casually, which was definitely because he was very confident in the material storage work in the territory.

This guy had a bad record of making fake accounts and making small moves before. This time he must have put in full force to show his loyalty and reliability. If I continue to count as he said, even if he didn't do anything, I would still say that I was still suspicious of him.

And when I tore off the account book, it was implied that the past was written off, and I only had real trust in him from this moment on.

There are some things that needless to say, and those who should understand will understand them.

"I have already told Liulun Noodles to cook, so I will eat the ghost of Yangcheng Lake for dinner. Before the meal starts, please accompany me to walk aside."

As I said, I continued to walk around the camp with three people and inspected the secret base hidden in the valley.

After walking through the fields, barracks and warehouses, we reached the border of the forests in the valley. This is a place where we can escape the scorching sun even in the hot Gobi desert.

The shadows cast by huge trees are like curtains falling on the stage. Behind the curtains are many shadows, and they are undergoing regular training in the forest.

But at the junction of the forest and the plain, I saw a row of shallow earth pits, with erected wooden boards engraved with shallow handwriting. In front of the earth pit, there were some small and fragmented gadgets, wild flowers and nuts, and it seemed that someone was paying homage to the dead here.

"How did you die?"

I counted and found that there were already nine tombs. These people undoubtedly came from my secret base, but they were buried here for some reason.

Eaton deliberately said in an indifferent tone: "Who knows? Diseases, wild animals, attacks, heat, will take their lives at any time."

I glanced at him: "Have you been attacked?"

Eaton was silent and nodded slightly: "The first day after discovering this place in Saber Water Bay, we carried out two tentative attacks, caught us off guard, and four people died in the attack... The second time, we used the night to lure them into the woods, and then we won against the firepower."

"How are the other party's casualties?"

"About ten people were injured and the number of deaths was unknown. Later, I arranged a patrol in the field and personally led people to patrol outside the valley. I repelled two waves of passing pirates, and the attack stopped."

Silent Valley is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the camp is deliberately built on the hillside. When it is deliberately patrolled and blocked, it has to pay a huge price to conquer. According to the usual style of the pirates, there is no special means for attacking, so this position that is guarded between hostile forces and the free trade zone can be regarded as impregnable.

But... it is far from enough to defend but not attack like this.

"We have to discuss a big deal to find a safe enough room."

I came to Eaton's Commander's House. It was wide enough, but there was no furniture. There was only a large rectangular wooden table in the middle of the house, with some strange decorations on it.

"Is this... a simulated sand table?" I asked tentatively, looking at the messy decorations of stones, soil and branches on the table.

Eton's old face turned red, "Ah... I just want to mark the nearby terrain and power..."

"It's okay, it's not embarrassing to have a broken hand. It's just that the shape looks a bit like Lao Ba's delicacies. I suggest you wash it again and then use it."

I signaled a few people to sit down separately, close the door tightly, and started a secret meeting.

"I need a spaceship that can sail interstellar and send me to the star gate of this galaxy. What do you think?"

As soon as I said this, the standard bald man from the country bun immediately entered the ostrich mode with a quiet smile like a fool on his face.

After hearing this, Eaton thought for a while and said seriously: "Sir, why didn't you let that Sir send you a spaceship to take you back to space?"

If I had such a backstage, I would have slapped my butt and left, would you believe it or not!

"...This is a task assigned by that adult. Don't ask why randomly and answer questions honestly!"

Eton was angry without being refuted, glanced at the fat man next to him and said, "I understand! Lord Lukaul will be more clear about this."

I turned my gaze to the fat man, but the guy shook his head and said, "Sir, this may be a bit late. Even the Andernavara faction can only take people to space by paying a lot of precious resources. After all, studying aerospace technology is a taboo on this land, and it will be sanctioned by interstellar forces..."

Is civilized suppression so serious?

"Is no one on this planet able to enter space?" I asked.

The fat man shook his head and said, "It's not that we can't go to heaven, but that we have to see if the heaven wants us to enter space... Maybe after crossing the Noga Mountains and entering the Brega Plain, we can find one or two potential local strongholds that can do this in the future, but it is definitely not now, and will not appear here."

The fat man carefully thought about his words and tried to convince me to change his mind: "Sir, the people who can enter space on this land will never come from powerful forces, but from those who come from interstellar forces."

He mysteriously pointed his finger at the sky, "For example, the pioneering leaders of the Broken Empire and the advance teams of special operations forces can rely on the spacecraft to go back and forth. For example, a big man like you, as long as Lord Shafulin lends a helping hand, the problem will be solved..."

At this moment, Eaton suddenly raised his hand and said.

"About this...I might have an idea..."

I looked at him and gestured to him to express his thoughts.

Eaton gently drew a range on the abstract map on the table and said confidently: "I don't know much about interstellar forces, but on this wasteland, the group of pirates from space will regularly transport materials, and send low-level pirates to this land."
Chapter completed!