Chapter 77 (1/2)

Seeing Wang Lanxin's appearance, Li Letian said with a smile, ”since you've all come here, you'd better go in and find out.”

Ye Xin stood at the boundary of death, looking at the white fog in front of him, looking worried: ”Xiaoqian, I always feel that something is wrong in front of me, do you really want to go in?”

Lin Qian took Ye Xin's weak and boneless hand and comforted him with a voice: ”don't be afraid. I am everything.”

The hand is clenched in the palm of Lin Qian's hand, Ye Xin inexplicably feel at ease, toward the other side closer.

”Let's go and see what's so mysterious about this dead place.” After Lin Qian said that, he led Ye Xin and walked straight ahead.

Other people saw Lin Qian and Ye Xin, who had already entered the dense fog area, gritted their teeth and followed them forward.

I promised to die before, but now it's too humiliating to run away.

After entering the dead place, he was completely shrouded in white fog, and could only see the scene of Chu's body.

If you look further away, you will see nothing clearly.

Lin Qian was surprised by the low visibility of the dense fog in the dead place.

However, he was not in a hurry, because some soldiers had already entered the dead place early and patrolled Zhou.

In Lin Qian's eyes, there was a flow of soul power. In a system framework, there was a tactical map with some light spots on it.

On the tactical map that only he could see, the bright yellow touchdown was defended by many green dots and moved slowly.

The bright yellow dots represent Lin Qian. The green dots that protect him are the swift soldiers who patrol around.

Lin Qian is the emperor of the Chinese Empire, he can naturally sense the existence of other swift soldiers.

Of course, this tactical map can only show the existence of himself and the Chinese Empire. Other people can't show it. They can't see this tactical map either.

Unless, by special means.

”Everybody come here for a second.” After entering the dead place, Lin Qian opened his mouth to the public.

Hearing Lin Qian's cry, all the people who had been slightly scattered gathered towards him, looking curious.

After the crowd gathered around, Lin Qian suddenly reached out and grasped a red thread.

One by one, the red lines hang down. At the end of the line is a metal plate with a Chinese character on it.

”The strange fog in this dead place is too strong. In order to prevent the accidental dispersion, you put on this jade card. In this way, I can know exactly where you are After Lin Qian finished, he motioned to the people to take it.

They were so surprised that they took one piece one after another.

Ye Xin hung the metal plate on her neck and thought, ”since there are such things, why don't you give them to us before entering the medieval ruins? Isn't it more convenient to find us in this way?”

”Because at that time, it wasn't made yet.” Ye Xin's inquiry made Lin Qian smile.

Looking at Ye Xin's confused appearance, Lin Qian just shook his head with a smile and didn't say much.

In fact, before entering the medieval ruins, he left a touch of soul power on the people, so that the swift soldiers could quickly find them, gain trust through the keepsake, and bring them here.

At that time, there was no such token.

It wasn't until he decided to come to the dead place, and there was a thick fog that was hard to see, that Lin Qian asked Zhuge ming to develop this thing, so that they could appear on the tactical map.

Just now, Zhuge Ming succeeded in making what Lin Qian asked for.

”Well, let's continue to explore.” Seeing that all the people were carrying tokens, Lin Qian nodded.

After wearing Lin Qian's token, everyone was at ease. At least they didn't have to worry about going away.