Chapter 2398: Be beaten if you fall behind

The girls helped clear the battlefield and treat the wounded.
With the physique of an ordinary person, McGonagall drank soy sauce on the side.
The communicator vibrated, and McGonagall took out the communicator in a hidden place and connected Xi's connection.
"Mr. McGonagall, the monster does come from the dungeon. I need to recycle it and report it to determine its origin." Xi said straight to the point.
"Miss Xi, according to the rules of our Nolan continent, this monster was killed by me. As a trophy, it belongs to me now." McGonagall smiled slightly, "Of course, I can take the core of this monster back to you for business. In exchange, you need to give me a new core."
Xi was silent for a while, and said quietly: "Mr. McGonagall is indeed a businessman."
"I solved for you a transboundary who is close to extraordinary strength, and also avoided the attention and investigation caused by the slaughter of the elves. Should you pay some compensation?" McGonagall said.
"The observer's duty does not include arresting those who cross the border. I only need to report the matter, and the law enforcement team will solve it. Other matters have nothing to do with me." Xi said calmly.
"Then you are really fulfilling your duties." McGonagall knocked a stroke of caution and lost his thoughts.
"You want a new core, do you want to re-splice this mecha? With the mechanical level of Nolan Continent, even if you get a new core, it is impossible to restart it."
"You don't need to worry about this. I just use it as a cannon stand in front of my house. It's also majestic."
"According to the rules, I need to take it back to the dungeon for destruction. Ask Mr. McGonagall to give it to me." Xi's voice was tough.
"Oh, funny, that's the rules of your dungeon, what does it matter to me?" McGonagall smiled tauntingly, "Could it be that your dungeon treats the robbers who come to the door and cannot resist, and you have to send people respectfully afterwards Go out?"
Xi was silent for a while and tried to calmly said: "Mr. McGonagall, our cooperation has been smooth so far, but in order to ensure the independence and isolation of the underground city and the Nolan mainland, please cooperate."
"Actually, I thought of a question just now. Please answer me directly by Miss Xi." McGonagall's voice was slightly cold. "Your dungeon has always emphasized your superiority and absolute secrecy of Nolan Continent. Nolan Continent does not have any books. The annals of history record the existence of dungeons, not even the word of mouth of ancient tribes.
But in the long history, cross-borderers like today should not be the first and not the last. Therefore, you have set up a special law enforcement team to catch cross-borders and wipe out traces of your existence.
What's ridiculous is that the residents of Nolan Continent don't even have the qualifications to know that your dungeon exists, but you can travel between the two worlds recklessly, using the so-called ‘observer’ to humiliate them with a superior attitude? Can even delete and modify their memories at will, or kill them?
So what on earth is Nolan Continent? Pigpen? What are we? Do you keep pigs in the pigpen? "
In the battleship command room dozens of kilometers away, Xi opened his mouth slightly, a trace of fear in his confusion.
The observer is a very special position. Xi has the position of colonel in the army, but the observer's resume will not appear in her personal data, which is a high-level secret.
After three months of training, she came to Nolan Continent, completed her observation tasks in accordance with the work manual, and reported regularly.
She has never felt that there is anything wrong with this, this is only part of her job, fulfilling her duties with due diligence.
But after thinking about the question McGonagall raised, she shuddered.
In the work manual, hiding the existence of the dungeon is the primary secret. For this reason, any means can be used on the Nolan Continent, including obliteration.
The existence of cross-borders is not uncommon, and law enforcement teams arrest hundreds of people every year.
Some of them are rich ladies like Vicky. Their identities are enough to let them know about the existence of Nolan Continent, driven by curiosity to smuggle to Nolan Continent with the convenience of identity.
Another part is desperadoes trying to escape from hunting down Nolan Continent, which is not controlled by the dungeon.
As for whether it has the right to enter the Nolan Continent by virtue of its status, Xi dare not decide.
What Vicky can do on her own, in the dungeon, there should be many people who can do it.
A certain class in the dungeon can enter and leave the Nolan Continent at will, and they can erase their memories. However, the aborigines of the Nolan Continent do not even have the qualifications to know their existence. What is this?
Thinking carefully, Xi felt a bit cold on his back.
The steel-like will honed in the army was actually shaken.
It has been more than three months since she came to Nolan Continent. For her, this world is no longer just a text description on the record, nor is it a string of numbers.
This world also has diverse races. They have their own writings, languages, and civilizations. There are disputes among various races, and they also strive for peace, and they have the courage to unite and fight against the old dominators.
This is a group of people who have the same wisdom as the residents of the underground city.
Although there is a clear gap in technology and the top combat power, it is nothing more.
Xi didn't know how to answer McGonagall's question, or that she had already seen the answer, but the answer was not the one she wanted.
"I can't answer." Xi tried to calm her voice.
"Then please tell them, Nolan Continent is actually very cruel, like a monster of this level, come one, kill one, if you are too courageous, just come." McGonagall grinned, and then hung up the phone.
"I've lost my mind, I'm still not cool and calm enough." McGonagall sighed quietly in his heart.
Today, the monster who came to grab the baby has touched McGonagall's bottom line.
This feeling of being overlooked and wantonly controlling life and death is very bad.
But this is the situation when Nolan Continent faces the underground city.
On the northern ice sheet that day, Xi was able to reap hundreds of thousands of undead legions on the battlefield with a single battleship, but the various tribes of the Nolan Continent had to fight to the end with their flesh and blood.
Like her level of battleship, the dungeon may have many fleets, or it may have a higher level, more powerful battleship.
If the current Nolan Continent and Dungeon were on the bars, not only would they not be able to fight at the top combat power, but also the human sea tactics would not be able to be used at all.
After all, they were just a remote-controlled mecha, and almost wiped out the top combat power of the elves.
"Technology is the primary productive force." McGonagall muttered and asked in his heart: "System, can you open a technology tree for me?"
"Host, don't you realize that the history of Nolan Continent is faulty? The underground city has continued to exist for tens of thousands of years."