Shen Le took a proper rest, conserving his energy for the coming operation.
First, he took the Cloud Kun, shrunk to three inches long, and the one-foot-tall Brush Pot back to the Jade Ring Secret Realm, where they worked hard to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and store up strength;
Second, he waited for the experts to analyze the data from the previous exercise, summarize methods for detecting the Cloud Kun, and help it improve as much as possible;
Third, of course, he was waiting for news of the joint military exercise from Western Power—oh, right, there was one more question!
"So, how far can the Cloud Kun go when using Water Vein Stealth?"
The director of Shanghai's Special Affairs Bureau sat across from Shen Le, asking with utmost seriousness and caution.
Between them, two crew-cut men standing as straight as swords spread out a huge map for Shen Le to mark:
They had never tested the limits of that range, nor had they dared to test it casually. But judging from the Cloud Kun's manner of speaking, it apparently could not just roam all over the world?
What a pity!
If they could casually drag something back from the east coast of the Pacific, they would be rich!
"I haven't tested it specifically either." Shen Le looked at him earnestly, but in the director's eyes, Shen Le's gaze always seemed slightly unfocused—like he was not looking at him at all, but staring at some point in empty space.
After spacing out for a while, his eyes finally refocused on the director's face, and he shook his head. The director's heart had just sunk when Shen Le said:
"I can only give you a rough range. Basically, traditionally Huaxia territory and our tributary states—the Cloud Kun should