Little Oil Lamp: I found it! Come and fight me!

The distance had been reduced from nearly 3,000 kilometers to 200 kilometers, and the output effect was indeed outstanding.

Shen Le had barely entered meditation when an enormous map unfolded before him. Its completeness, clarity, and level of detail had all improved dramatically:

"Look, it's pushing forward!"

"It's crossed the border!"

"It's reached Tachileik!"

"Push it a little farther!"

"Can this be zoomed in—"

Beside Shen Le, in front of the huge screen that occupied an entire wall, operatives from the Special Affairs Bureau and several other departments pointed and whispered among themselves.

This time, the Special Affairs Bureau had spared no expense. They had specifically requisitioned high-precision maps—including ordinary maps, contour maps, and satellite maps—for the Scroll to "eat."

With body cameras running beside them, they watched as those maps turned to ash on the Scroll, then watched its projection slowly light up from north to south:

"This mountain is displayed in incredible detail!"

"Yeah, even the paths on the mountain are all shown one by one! And the cliffs, the ravines! It's practically like there's a Drone flying overhead!"

"With this map, we wouldn't even need additional reconnaissance!"

"A holographic 3D projection! Do you know how hard it is to get one of those for an operation?

You need an extremely high clearance level to get one! Is there any way we can get this 3D map?"

"Wake up. It belongs to someone. You should say 'ask,' not 'get'! We can discuss it with Mr. Shen later—"

"Wait, what are those points of light on the map? They aren't on our maps!"

A rapid burst of keyboard tapping rang out. Clearly, more than one operative was searching frantically.

Three minutes later, the various departments stopped in frustration. Only the Special Affairs Bureau's intelligence personnel hesitated for a long