"Da, da......" In the quiet corridor of the early morning, a man in a white coat but wearing a military cap carried a huge piece of photo paper and hurried to the office of his top boss. The heel of his shoe struck the mirror-smooth marble floor, making a nice sound.

He hurriedly knocked on the door, and after getting permission, he immediately pushed the door in, shook off the photo paper in his hand, and reported nervously: "General, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but ...... You'd better check this out! ”

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In the morning, just after His Majesty the Emperor had breakfast, Luther hurried in and whispered an important message to Chris.

Half an hour later, Chris frowned and looked at the somewhat blurry huge photo in front of him, supported his chin with one hand, and squinted at the director of the intelligence bureau beside him, Herman: "How long will it take for the satellite to confirm this photo again?" ”

In the photo, the black cracks are blurry but easy to distinguish. This photo is an image transmitted back from a reconnaissance satellite, and it is very low-resolution, but it is very valuable for intelligence.

You know, this is the first time that human beings can overlook their own planet, and it is also the first time that human beings have begun to systematically monitor the surface of this planet. At the same time, this is also the popularization and application of remote image transmission technology, which is a great progress.

"It will be three days before it will be able to return to the location of this picture...... "Herman, the director of the Intelligence Bureau, said cautiously, "If we launch a new satellite immediately, maybe the time can be a little earlier." ”

"This is the first time we've confirmed that there is another magic eye in this world...... And the location of this magic eye ...... It's worrying. Chris muttered.

Before, the Grand Magister of Longsadley had always said that Grecken suspected that there was another magic eye in this world, but he had no way to confirm this kind of thing, or even if he did, it was just news.

Now, through artificial reconnaissance satellites, Alan Hill has found definitive evidence! The second magic eye does exist, and the location of the second magic eye can even be marked on the map.

Who would have thought that the reconnaissance satellite launched a moment before Iran Hill would accidentally discover a magic eye while drawing a map of the world? Who would have thought that this magic eye would not be in the position where it might appear!

"The location was not one offered to us by Greken...... To be exact, the magic eye that Greken speculated might not be this ......," said the Air Force Commander-in-Chief Butolia, who was standing on the sidelines.

He looked at Chris and was very worried: "This distance has exceeded the range of the Dongfeng HM-5 missile...... In other words, there is nothing we can do about this newly discovered magic eye for the time being. ”

Don't count on long-range bombers, the range of the B-52 is simply not enough, and the range of ballistic missiles is not enough, they can only monitor this magic eye with more and more artificial satellites to see what state it really is.

"Tell Grecken to send someone to look at this thing......" Chris, his fingers tapping on the table, commanded, "Prepare for the worst, it looks like we might be able to discover a third magic eye this month!" ”

Judging from the path of the satellite, as well as the location of the second Magic Eye, he thought that there might be a third Magic Eye, which was enough to shock Greken, and enough to make Ellan Hill reconsider many of the problems of the Magic Eye.

Griken, an officer guarding the telegraph machine, frowned, and then recorded some strange sequences. He handed the sequences to his superiors, who were responsible for translating coded messages, and returned to his post.

The low-level wizard of Grican, who had obtained the secret electricity, rubbed his sleepy eyes, poured himself a cup of warm tea for refreshing himself, and placed it on the edge of the table. He pulled out a bag of compressed biscuits wrapped in oiled paper with Jessica's smiling face on them, and he began to translate the message.

The word...... Magic Eye ......" he spread out his heavy codebook, searching for the corresponding words on it.

When he reached the second line, all the sleepiness that had shrouded him dissipated. His eyes widened, he carefully checked his translation, then double-checked, tore off the paper, and ran in the direction of the telegraph room.

The cup of warm tea on the table was still steaming, but no one was destined to taste its deliciousness. The pack of compressed biscuits lay alone on the edge of the missing page of the paperbook, and Jessica on it was still the same beautiful and innocent smiling face.

"Are you sure your record is correct?" In the telegraph room, the magician who translated the message asked.

"Hey! I said, I've been working here for almost half a year, and I've never made a mistake! The magician in charge of recording the message argued for himself.

"Look at this...... Are you still sure of your records? The magician who translated the message handed the message to the other party and said with a sneer.

“…… Well, I guess...... I think we should call back to ask Alan Hill and hope they haven't sent the wrong message. After reading the contents of the message, the magician was also a little unsure. He didn't think he was mistaken, but the content of the message was just too bizarre.

When the second telegram confirmed the contents, the faces of the two men became even more ugly, and they hurriedly sent the telegram in their hands to the upper echelons of Grican, and then the magicians who could almost speak were summoned.

"Do you think it's true?" Pinching the telegram in his hand, Griken's general, Saffiral, looked at the Grand Magister of Longsadlai in disbelief and asked.

"Iran Hill invited us to send someone to see that picture, so I don't think there's any need for them to lie." Ronsadley had just looked at that blurry photo for a long time, and that was the conclusion he had reached.

Vivien has been in a good mood lately, and now that the 9th Army has restocked, the pressure on Grecken's flanks has decreased considerably. Coupled with the fact that the demon has not taken the initiative to provoke recently, the battle situation has been very stable.

She can eat canned fish from Irlanhill from time to time, and she can enjoy those delicacies from Alleyland Hill from time to time. This is more important to her than many things.

"How can they always make something ...... Something shocking. His brows furrowed, as Griken's general, Sapphiral's attitude towards Iran Hill had not been good.

Now, Alan Hill has created another toy that shocks even Grecan, which makes him a little jealous and envious......

"I'm more interested in how they get the equipment to this height than that! If we can go up too...... Maybe you can push the limits. A magician touched his chin and said to Ronsadle.

"Alright, we'll discuss these issues with His Majesty the Erudite Emperor of Ellan Hill, and we're going to talk about the photo of the Magic Eye now......" Grand Magister Longsard had seen the photographs taken by the 9th Army's war correspondents, so he was still very familiar with the word photo.

He looked at Sapphirar and spoke, "According to the message they sent, this magic eye is not in the direction that the elves and dragons once told us...... This is strange, if this is the case, then what we have been facing are actually the three magic eyes? ”

"This is really terrible news, if the three magic eyes are resurrected together, wouldn't it be easy for the demon to take over the entire world?" A magician shook his head and sighed.

Saffiral was much more sensible, and said to Long Sadlai: "There is also a possibility that near those demon eyes, there are elves or dragons blocking ......"

"Anyway, the message invites us to Iran Hill. Anyway, the westward railway has been opened, and with that Boeing 707 passenger plane, it is not difficult for us to go to Iran Hill, and it is the right thing to send someone to see. "Ronsadele made a decision.

He originally wanted to see it for himself, but he later found out that he might not be able to see anything useful if he did. Forget it, it's just a photo, if you want to see it, wouldn't it be nice to develop another one and bring it back to Greccan?

Therefore, Longsardlai felt that instead of going to Iran Hill in person, it was better to give the opportunity to his apprentices, choose a little-known apprentice, and follow Vivien to meet the world.

But then he remembered the food of Ellan Hill...... God knows how such an old man could have become an archmage. Anyway, in the end, he wavered and decided not to give such a trip to Iran Hill to anyone else.

"Vivien! You will accompany me on a trip to Irand Hill...... You haven't had much to do lately anyway. As soon as he spoke, the faces of the magicians who had been with him last time to Iran Hill turned bright.

"That...... Your Excellency, the Archmagister! I'd like to apply to go along, after all, I want to work on Iran Hill's rocket project. The middle-aged magician standing beside Vivien was the first to react and spoke in a high-sounding voice.

His words enlightened the other magician, and he immediately followed, "Me too...... I think the last time I went to Iran Hill inspired me a lot...... Can you let me come along? ”

Immediately after, the magicians swallowed a mouthful of saliva after explaining their reasons for going to Iran Hill.

God knows, if they're really going to study magic, or if they're going to study the cuisine of Ellan Hill.

Vivien was more honest at this time, she didn't say anything, and swallowed her saliva directly......

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The dragon spirit has not rested all night, it has been updating, and now the efficiency is already very low...... The 8th is offered, and I went to sleep for a while.