In the top ward of the military building, the bald exotic man had woken up, and there were several senior doctors standing by his bed, which could be seen from the hair volume.

Fu Zheng also attended the scene in person, but he stood behind with another middle-aged man in a formal shirt and did not rush forward.

After a while, the leading old doctor took off the stethoscope and nodded to Fu Zheng: "General, he has been awake for six hours. It is basically confirmed that there is no other problem except for trauma. It just needs to rest for a while."

Fu Zheng nodded, his eyes calmly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The bald man was lying on the bed, with a little bit of his wrist, staring at the few people blankly. He knew that the doctor was in front of him, and that these people were doing examinations for him, so he had been very cooperative just now, and now he was free, and his expression became anxious: "Aba Aba Aba Aba!"

The doctor didn't know what he was talking about, and looked at the middle-aged man in formal clothes behind him inexplicably.

"Cough. He asked if this is Xia Kingdom."

The man was obviously a language expert specially invited. In this year, the profession of translation has almost disappeared. After all, I haven’t seen living people from other countries for more than a hundred years, so who still learns foreign languages?

The only basics of those who are still studying exotic languages ​​are experts in special fields, or historians.

After listening to his translation, Fu Zheng pondered and said nothing, while the doctors tactfully retreated. They knew that some things were not what they should have known.

As everyone left, the door was closed, but it was pushed open immediately. It was Xu Ling and Zhu Talan who came in.

Fu Zheng nodded to the two of them and signaled the expert to continue.

The latter said to the bald man, "Jiri, Guli, Jiri?"

The bald man's anxious expression became even heavier: "Waibibi, Waibibab!"

The expert translated: "I asked him who he was and where he came from. He said he was here to ask for help and hoped that we would send troops immediately." (The translation action was omitted later and no word count wasted.)

After saying that, he shrugged helplessly. It was obvious that Xia Guo could not have dispatched a large army by listening to his words, not to mention that the other party didn't even explain who he was.

After all, Zhu Talan is the commander-in-chief of the overseas investigation team. At this time, he came forward and sat down beside the bed, saying as gentle as possible: "Don't worry, you have suffered a serious injury and have to rest for the time being. Without your help, we have no way to arrive in the Winter Country. Now, you can answer my question first and let us figure out the situation before talking about it."

The bald brows were frowning very tightly, and he also knew that the initiative was in the hands of others, so he had to lie down patiently.

"Please ask."

Zhu Talan said, "Okay, please tell us first, who you are, where you come from, and what you want to do?"

The bald man licked his chapped lips and said, "My name is Sillet, and I am the God-selected person of Curry Woosh. The high priest sent us twelve people here through the oracle path to ask for assistance from your country."

The other people immediately looked at each other.

What a terrifying thing.

However, it is understandable that the Kingdom of Winter has the habit of believing in gods. Under the disaster, it is reasonable for them to point their souls to faith.

The so-called God-selected Ones must be warriors. After having extraordinary power, they regard these people as warriors selected by the gods, and the high priest is likely their leader.

However, there are still many doubts, Zhu Talan continued to ask: "Kuriwush is a tribal settlement in the north of the Winter Kingdom, right? So you came from the Winter Kingdom?"

"Yes, it turned out to be the Kingdom of Winter, but it was split more than a hundred years ago."

Sylette is still a little weak, but his tone is unstoppable anxious, "The warriors of Xia Country, I am grateful to you for saving my life. I see you have such a peaceful and stable country and feel respect from the bottom of my heart. However, Curry Woosh can't hold on for long, and I ask you to lend a helping hand."

As he said that, he was about to get up, and it seemed that he was thinking of some rituals.

Zhu Talan quickly pressed him back: "We already know your demands, but don't worry, hurry up and make it clear so that we can act as soon as possible."

Sillet also seemed impatient, but now he has something to ask for and is not qualified to lie down, so he had to press the anxiety in his heart and lie back on the bed again.

Seeing that he was in a stable mood, Zhu Talan continued to ask: "So you set out from Curry Wush, crossed the Frost Plain, and then arrived at our border?"

Sylette shook his head: "No, we came here through the guided path of the new God. We crossed the underground corridor and arrived at Bailian Mountain in the south of your country."

Bailian Mountain is located dozens of kilometers south of the border of Southern Xinjiang Province, within the occupied areas.

Xu Ling felt stranger next to him. What's this? Why did a new god appear? And what the hell is that underground corridor? Is there really something like this that can connect two countries thousands of miles apart? If so, Xia Kingdom would have discovered it long ago.

Zhu Talan didn't say anything for the time being and asked again: "You said there were twelve people when you set off, what about the rest?"

A sad look appeared in Sylette's eyes: "They are real warriors, and they have all returned to the kingdom of God, and the path of oracle is not absolutely safe."

At this time, even Fu Zheng couldn't help but walk up and asked, "If I give you a map, can you point out where the two ends of the oracle path are?"

At this time, Sillet had learned his lesson and nodded, "I can give it a try."

Zhu Talan understood it and immediately ordered the guards at the door to pick up two large maps, one in Xia Mandarin and the other in winter Mandarin.

With the attention of everyone, Silette drew two circles on the map.

"I'm sorry, I can only mark the approximate direction, because it was explained by the new god in person and there are no relatively accurate coordinates."

Xu Ling's face showed the expression of the old man looking at his phone, and he felt that things were getting more and more mysterious. He originally thought that why God was just an excuse for believers, but from the other party's meaning, it seemed that there was really a "God".

Everyone asked around Silette for a long time and probably got the following information.

The Kingdom of Winter has always maintained ancient religious beliefs and worshipped the gods devoutly. However, like the Kingdom of Xia, myths and legends have not come to the world to save mankind.

After the split of the Kingdom of Winter, most tribes could only rely on their own strength to wander around to avoid the rampant monsters. Some superpowers like warriors appeared among them, but due to the lack of unified leadership, these people were all scattered soldiers and had no way to restore the border like the Kingdom of Xia.

One night half a year ago, the settlement of the Kuriwushi tribe suddenly shone brightly, just like daylight. Everyone woke up from their dreams and found that what illuminated the night was a figure shrouded in the light.

This figure is the new god in the mouth of Sylette.

It told the Currywosh people a secret path, claiming that it was an underground corridor, much safer than on the ground, through which it could reach the Xia Kingdom far north, where people would provide them with assistance.

In the end, Curry Wooshbon selected the twelve strongest men and stepped into the underground corridor as "God" said more than two months ago. After dozens of days of trekking, he paid the price of killing and injuring eleven people, and finally sent Sylette to the border of Xia Kingdom.

This statement made Xu Ling stunned. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say something was wrong. After all, even the monster appeared, so it didn't seem that outrageous to have a god?

From a certain perspective, it at least gave Sylette a reasonable explanation to travel thousands of miles away to come here.

The ward was silent and no one could fully accept such a fantasy development.

"Well, Mr. Xu, why don't you take a break first? This matter is very important, and we need to discuss it again."

The translation reposted this sentence to Silette. Although the latter was anxious, he had no choice but to nod and respond.

Fu Zheng led the other three people out of the ward and ordered the guards to copy the surveillance video three times immediately.

One of them is to keep them yourself, the other one must be archived sooner or later, and the other must be transferred to a higher level after finding out the truth.

Finally, four people, including the language experts, returned to Fu Zheng's office.

"Okay, let's discuss the credibility of this matter first." Fu Zheng said immediately as soon as he closed the door.

The expert was a little surprised. In this room, there was the second seat of his overseas investigation team expert group, a special civilian cadre, the chief military chief Fu Zheng, the commander-in-chief of the overseas investigation team, and the general Zhu Talan.

But what happened to the young man next to him? He was a captain. It was already very strange just to appear here. Now that I want to discuss such an important matter, Fu Zheng didn't even think about asking him to avoid it.

What he didn't know was that Xu Ling was also very nervous.
Chapter completed!