The Third One

From the first fireball to the second, the time was not very long, only two short days.

But this was enough to shake the entire sequence circle.

The major Lineage of Western Capital City were able to establish various research institutes at the Sinkhole No. 2 in Beirehe, and had conducted repeated investigations on the Zhang Household family and other related parties for more than ten years. Obviously, the two fireballs would attract a large number of people to go there.

However, Qinmeng is not within the comfort zone of any state; the environment involved is complex and multifaceted, making exploration and research no easy task.

Early exploration doesn't necessarily mean good results, and late exploration doesn't necessarily mean nothing will be found.

No one knows who will be the first to reap the benefits, but even Chimmon Hagrid has no interest in being a pioneer.

The speedboat glided across the sea, and after refueling, everyone saw some of the earlier ships at the port preparing to set sail for Qinmeng at dawn.

"I'm not that popular here, so don't blame me if you can't get through!"

Chimmonhagrid looked at the bustling port, then at Turcorando, who was constantly smearing paint on his face.

When his gaze swept across a rearview mirror on the speedboat, he saw that he looked much younger in the mirror.

"From now on, your name is Turbato, and you are a holy warrior of the Tur Cult who is exploring the Qinmeng region," Turcolando said.

"What Turbato? Do they even believe in that stuff?" Chimon Haig asked.

I definitely believe it!

Turcorando applied some makeup to Chimmon Hagrid, and after she added dark circles to his face and two extremely delicate symbols, Chimmon Hagrid was unrecognizable.

"Put this wig on, and I'll take a picture of you and write a nameplate on it!"

Turcolando took out the white wig she had used and then took out an identity card.

Once Chimmon Hagrid put on the wig, she took a Polaroid photo.

She tucked the photo into her ID card, then took a pen and drew several symbols on it. After carefully comparing it and confirming that her handwriting was no different from usual, she felt relieved.

The paladins of the Church of Tur have always had certificates personally signed by their chieftains, and Turcolando made one on the spot.

As someone who is prepared to travel far and wide, Turcorando's baggage does not involve combat or supplies, but rather contains various items that can replace identities, enough for her to have dozens of normal identities that can be either male or female.

She previously lacked real power, but she did a lot of work related to issuing certificates.

After a series of actions, Chimmon Hagrid's identity was now legal.

"Both Montes Arthur and Montes Steel were dispatched. Who is that woman?"

"Montesclough, the Seventh Sequence, a tricky woman!"

"Is he very powerful among the Seventh Sequence individuals?"

"She'll be ranked fifth or sixth. If Changkong Yinghao and Changkong Yinglian have suitable ferocious beast resources, her ranking will drop!"

When everyone disembarked at the harbor, they also saw the Montes Lineage members who had hurriedly set off in the early hours of the morning.

It must be said that the Aomeijia Alliance is extremely close to the Qin-Meng region and has the most convenient geographical advantage for exploring Qin-Meng.

For example, it would take at least eight to nine days for ships from the Scarlet Alliance State to return to Western Capital City, while it would only take half a day for ships to travel to the Aomeijia Alliance, and even if it was a little slower, they could still arrive in a day.

Despite the seemingly short time difference of only a few days, the Aomeijia Alliance not only had an advantage in reconnaissance, but also a time advantage in transporting the alien beasts back to their country.

Many of the alien beasts did not survive on the ship, but reaching the Aomeijia Alliance should not be a problem.

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhou Rihui spoke in hushed tones, while Ren Anran inquired with curiosity.

"Any movement in the Qinmeng region, the Aomeijia people are always the first to rush there," Zhou Rihui said. "This has allowed them to reap quite a few benefits."

There are many people in the Sixth Sequence in Western Capital City, but many of them are stuck in the Sixth Sequence and never enter the Seventh Sequence, even as they grow old.

It's not that the many high- Sequence Holder in Western Capital City are incapable, but rather that they lack the extracts from ferocious beasts to unlock their bodies' genetic treasure trove; no matter how hard they try, it won't work.

According to the current sequence promotion rules, they cannot avoid this step, nor can they skip it.

Zhou Rihui was clearly envious of the geographical location of the Aomeijia Alliance.

For example, right now, affected by the second fireball, the Montes Lineage's main force has been mobilized.

By the time the high- Sequence Holder of the Scarlet Alliance State arrived in groups, they were at least six or seven days, or even ten days, slower than these people.

"All the Airbuses following us have been grounded, reportedly due to the increasingly intense geomagnetic storm. The risk of safe flight for subsequent Airbuses is very high, so operations need to be suspended until the storm subsides!"

Zhang Xuezhou and his team moved extremely fast.

From Qinmeng back to port, and then relying on Turcolando's capabilities to go directly to the airport to complete the formalities and buy an Airbus ticket for the upcoming flight.

They didn't even choose a destination on the Airbus; they just bought tickets and boarded the Airbus.

Speed has its advantages. By the time Zhou Rihui received the "friendly greetings" from his friends in the Aomeijia Alliance for abandoning the speedboat, he had also learned of the relevant news.

"The fireball will have some minor impact on the Earth's magnetic field, but this is more of a means for them to prevent high- Sequence Holder from other countries from entering Qinmeng immediately."

Below the Airbus, the land of the Aomeijia Alliance was barely visible. The Airbus, which had already taken off from the airport, did not return but continued its flight.

Involving factors such as airbus, land transport, and sea transport, the time required to enter the Thousand Islands Alliance will not be short.

"This St. Louis Airport seems to be an airport belonging to the British Alliance State?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked up at the directional sign in front of the Airbus, realizing that he had been running around the world almost non-stop lately.

"It's not just 'seems,' this St. Louis airport is the British Alliance State airport," Zhou Rihui replied. "Your judgment is very accurate; at least we're not stranded at the airport!"

"Heh~"

Turcolando sighed.

If she hadn't become a burden to Zhang Xuezhou more than ten days ago, she wouldn't have this ability.

Carrying someone around is extremely difficult, and Turcolando and the others suffered a lot, but they also developed the most efficient method.

Simply put, whatever it is, the Spiritual Qi paves the way, guiding or confusing as it may, resolving all troubles in the fastest way possible.

The biggest problem with this method is that it somewhat wastes Turcolando.

The others boarded the Airbus with ease, while Turcorando experienced dizziness from time to time after using his abilities for an extended period.

Unfortunately, her condition cannot be quickly recovered through simple methods such as sleep. Only high-end medical care can provide the most efficient recuperation, or she can only wait for her body to slowly recover.

She used up almost all the energy she had gained from resting for several days today.

"Look!"

The group whispered amongst themselves, and it wasn't until someone exclaimed that Turcolando snapped out of his headache and dizziness.

She looked up and saw that many people on the Airbus were peering out of the isolated windows.

Turcolando, who was near the window, didn't need to do that. She turned her head to look out the window and saw what looked like a blazing sun falling from the sky.

A third fireball streaked across the sky.

Through the transparent outer window, Turcorando had never felt so close to such celestial bodies.

As she gazed intently, she sensed a purple light enveloping the endless flames, and a figure seemingly moving back and forth within them.